Behind Menghu Pass, there are noble families of eight prefectures and twenty counties. They have long offered terms to the King of Mingzhou and have already prepared provisions and weapons.

It's just a matter of whether the King of Mingzhou is a sensible person, to decide whether to support him or to collude with the relatives inside Menghu Pass.

In the depths of the rolling night, on one side are the private soldiers recruited by the eight prefectures and twenty counties, in the vast region in between, they all wander about like those hungry and godless, muddleheaded, landless people.

They are considered redundant in their eyes.

The eight prefectures and twenty counties can clearly clean out the redundant themselves, but they won't, because it's not dignified, it would dirty their hands, so they wait for the Food Protection Army to come, to clear out these redundant for them, and then pay them a visit.

Heard the distant sound of galloping hooves, mighty and rolling, fierce and imposing.

Someone couldn't help but smile on their face, saying: "These mud-legged folks from Mingzhou aren't entirely incapable, if they truly have the mandate of heaven, then it's not impossible to lend them a hand."

"Even guaranteeing peace talks with the nobles inside the pass, sparing them from destruction."

Yet someone else sneered: "First comes the blade, then comes the king; these mud-legged folks don't understand the cycle of the mandate of heaven, they want to be Emperor, they're far from it..."

In the midst of their conversations and laughter, they felt the wild wind rolling in the night, smelled the thick scent of blood in that wind, almost palpable.

They ordered lanterns to be raised high on the mountaintops, wanting to see clearly the scene of the King of Mingzhou clearing out the redundant, and indeed saw the Food Protection Army's iron hooves thundering straight into the wandering "redundant" spread all over the mountains and fields.

Eyes already wide open, expecting heads to fall, but only saw the Food Protection Army passing straight through those redundant, horses not slowing, charging directly towards them.

"Kill the giant rats, save the humans!"

Just as they had yet to react to what was happening, they heard abruptly the loud shouts rising from the Food Protection Army.

Blades were drawn, a chilling gleam, a rolling edge, charging straight towards their faces.

These noble families and powerful clans were even still lost in confusion, they hadn't anticipated that the Food Protection Army, other than killing redundant, had other choices.

So, when Yang Gong led the charge, holding a treasured blade, slicing straight towards their necks, the head of a renowned family still wore an expression of questioning and reproach.

Until a large head fell to the ground, it seemed to induce trembling among countless present, boundless fear, unexpectedly rushed out from within.

"Really going to kill?"

The Food Protection Army had already charged straight into the formation, its elite force was unstoppable by these noble families' private soldiers, heads falling one by one, even warehouses full like mountains with grain couldn't be consumed anymore.

"Really... really did it?"

In the midst of the Food Protection Army, no one dared to disobey Yang Gong's orders, but still some who witnessed this scene, their Divine Souls trembled, faces pale, questioning.

Noble men cleaning redundant is usual, but redundant killing noble men is not.

Such events have never happened before, and moreover, it would change too many power play layouts.

"Kill!"

And at that moment, Yang Gong stood firmly in the formation, with the blood-stained Evil Blade, directing straight towards the eight prefectures and twenty counties: "Today there's the King of Mingzhou, killing men and distributing grain, any dissent, heads will roll."

"Boundless killing, all shouldered by me, Yang Gong alone!"

"..."

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Also following his words, in the sky already dense with dark clouds, suddenly infinite lightning slashed through, tearing the heavy oppressive night sky into countless pieces.

The bolts of lightning across the sky, each immersed in rich blood color.

And then, as if the heavens opened, endless blood rain descending from the sky, each drop like a fist, each grain like a blade, an unprecedented torrential blood rain began at this moment, sweeping across the vast land.