Hong Shouchang is dead.
He died in guilt and remorse.
Zhao Ya did not know this, but his eyesight was exceptionally sharp, so he instantly recognized a few familiar faces among the crowded miners.
Such as Hong Xu, such as Yang Sansi.
But he paid no attention to them.
This was not the time to speak of these grievances. He lowered his head and looked at Sun San, who was kneeling on the ground, frantically kowtowing to him.
"Some of you come over and kill him, then I’ll take you away!" Zhao Ya said in a deep voice.
The miners who had been full of momentum instantly wilted.
Because most of them were just ordinary citizens of Wuxiang City and had never killed anyone.
Plus, Sun San was notoriously brutal, having beaten dozens of miners to death. Under his oppressive influence, how could these people dare to act?
But Zhao Ya didn’t act either, because what he wanted was for these miners to get their hands dirty with blood.
Otherwise, they would forever be passively trailing behind, without knowing how to resist.
Zhao Ya wanted a pack of wolves that could charge and fight with him, not a flock of docile sheep.
In the brief silence, Hong Xu suddenly pushed through the crowd and came forward.
He too had already recognized Zhao Ya, but still resolutely stepped out.
"Young Hero Zhao!" Hong Xu clasped his fists in salute.
Zhao Ya nodded slightly.
"Are you going to do it?"
"Yes!"
"Then start!" Zhao Ya said calmly.
Hong Xu did not hesitate at all, picking up a miner’s pickaxe from beside him and walking up to Sun San.
By this time, Sun San was utterly terrified.
Seeing Hong Xu approaching, he was trembling with fear.
"Young Master Hong, spare me... "
But before he could finish the word "life," Hong Xu swung the pickaxe down on Sun San’s head.
The sharp tip of the pickaxe penetrated straight through Sun San’s skull.
Sun San didn’t even let out a groan before collapsing dead on the ground.
Hong Xu threw away the pickaxe, wiped the bloodstains off his face, "Young Hero Zhao, the person is killed!"
There was a nearly imperceptible look of approval in Zhao Ya’s eyes.
As expected of a young master from an influential family, he had a degree of decisiveness and ruthlessness.
Then he looked at the others.
"You all, come up and give these corpses a stab each!"
In desperation, this was the only way to arouse some of their fighting spirit.
Soon, there were more mangled bodies on the ground.
Seeing these miners, although they didn’t have murderous expressions all over their faces, they at least looked much calmer.
Then Zhao Ya instructed, "Alright, when I say go, you all charge out together, can you do it?"
"We can!"
Hong Xu did not hesitate at all and was the first to nod.
He knew very well that if he wanted to survive, his only chance was to follow Zhao Ya’s orders.
The others naturally nodded one after another.
Zhao Ya glanced at him and these emaciated miners, knowing many were already on the brink of collapse.
Let alone rushing out with him to kill, they might die of exhaustion after running a few steps.
So he went to the place in the hall where supplies were stored, smashed the barrier with a palm, revealing the rice, noodles, grain, and oil inside.
"Hurry and eat, then leave with me."
Upon hearing Zhao Ya’s command, it was only then that these people dared to step forward but were intimidated by the presence of Zhao Ya’s imposing aura, so no one dared to snatch the food, all obediently grabbing food to eat ravenously.
Hong Xu, concerned about his father, secretly sent Hong Xi back with two steamed buns to find Hong Shouchang.
But shortly after, Hong Xi returned, shook his head at Hong Xu, and said with a sorrowful face.
"Uncle has passed away!"
Hong Xu’s face turned pale, but he did not shed a tear.
Because he knew it was only a matter of time.
If it weren’t for trying to stock up more antitoxic powder, his father would probably have died long ago.
He could only hold back his tears and plan for the upcoming events.
And when everyone had eaten enough, Zhao Ya ordered someone to bring explosives for mining.
It must be mentioned that in this era, explosives already existed.
But their power and nature were very unstable, so they could only be used for mining.
Even so, they often blasted people away.
After the explosives were stacked, Zhao Ya led these miners out of the mine.
At this moment, Zhao Ya realized that after the torment of these days, less than one-tenth of the people survived.
In the vast Wuxiang City, aside from those who managed to escape, only these two to three thousand people remained in the city, barely living.
There was no passionate speech.
Because he believed that anyone who wanted to survive knew what choice to make at present.
So he just ordered someone to light the fuse.
After a loud explosion completely collapsed the iron mine, he led the people rushing towards the front of the mountain.
This was the source of the loud explosion that Fu Tingyuan and others heard in the front.
At the moment, seeing the miners rushing over in droves, Fu Tingyuan’s face also changed drastically.
Not because of these disorderly crowds, but because of Zhao Ya leading them.
Because with one glance, he could tell that the knife-wielding youth at the forefront had cultivation at the half-step Fifth Realm.
What was going on?
How did another half-step Fifth Realm master suddenly pop up?
Who was he?
Countless thoughts flashed through Fu Tingyuan’s mind in an instant, but his body reacted faster than his mind, leaping aside to clear the way.
He planned to first avoid the edge, while quickly regulating his Qi Blood to quickly detoxify himself.
It would be best if this knife-wielding youth first fought with the people of the Refining World Sect to drain both sides’ strength.
But the people of the Refining World Sect weren’t foolish either.
Seeing the formidable momentum from the opposite side, how could they be willing to suffer losses for nothing? They too swiftly dodged away.
For a while, an open path unexpectedly appeared in front of Zhao Ya.
Zhao Ya silently sneered at this.
He naturally guessed the intentions of these people, but at this point, there was no need to hide anything anymore.
He suddenly stopped, standing in front of the two camps of Cyan Bamboo Ridge and the Refining World Sect.