After his anger subsided, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in Min Cang's heart.
Although the Sand River Gang and the Iron Sword Sect were only third-rate sects, they had more than 300 disciples.
It was not something a county magistrate like him could easily kill.
If the garrison troops of the county did not rebel, without the order of the Sima, the county magistrate would not be able to dispatch them.
Furthermore, a private fight between two great martial arts sects was something that could be seen almost everywhere in the Great Xia Dynasty. It was no longer a rare thing.
According to the rules of Great Xia, the court had its own matters, and the martial world had its own matters.
Therefore, generally speaking, if something similar happened in the vassal states of Great Xia, it would be impossible for the vassal states to do so.
The Imperial Court would watch from the sidelines and rarely interfere.
Moreover, they could not wait for these gangs to kill each other.
As a result, the power of the Jianghu disputes weakened, and the imperial court naturally became more powerful.
Even if one or two civilians died occasionally, some martial arts sects would push out some scapegoats to give an explanation to the imperial court and not make things difficult for the government.
This could be said to be an established rule in Grand Xia.
Following Min Cang's order, dozens of bailiffs immediately protected all the refugees and the porridge shop.
With the addition of these bailiffs, the bailiffs who had previously maintained order among the refugees immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
There were so many refugees that they had no way to take care of them.
At this moment, there were about fifty bailiffs gathered together.
They could barely form a human wall and prevent the refugees from being affected by the armed conflict between the two sects.
As for the disciple of the Iron Sword Sect who was waving the sharp blade, he had been taken away by the bailiffs and was detained.
If he killed a commoner, he would become an abandoned soldier of the Iron Sword Sect and the Iron Sword Sect's explanation to the government.
No matter how angry and unwilling Min Cang was, he couldn't afford any more twists and turns at this critical moment.
The Prefectural Governor's memorial had already been submitted more than ten days ago.
Before the king's order was given, he had to do his best to protect these refugees and the porridge shop from harm.
"KILL KILL…"
"Ahhhhh…"
"Bang bang…"
On the long street, hundreds of members of the Shahe Gang and the Iron Sword Sect were still engaged in a fierce fight.
The long street was filled with the smell of blood.
Even in the northwest corner where the refugees were, they could smell the stench of blood.
Min Cang watched coldly. He wished that the members of these martial arts sects would kill each other and not leave a single one alive.
"Dong dong dong…"
Just as the armed fight between the two sects on the long street had reached its climax...
Suddenly, the entire street began to shake.
The vibration was weak at first.
Only Min Cang and the many government laborers of Shuren County who did not participate in the armed struggle noticed it.
However, as time went on, the trembling sound got closer and closer.
In the end, even the members of the Sand River Gang and the Iron Sword Sect noticed that something was wrong.
This feeling of shock and that kind of pressure was completely different from the uneasiness of the bailiffs in Shuren County.
It was more like a well-trained army!
"What happened?"
"Why would an army suddenly come?”
"It's impossible for the garrison stationed in Shudong County to interfere with the martial artists 'gang fights, right?”
……
For a time, more and more members of the Sand River Gang and the Iron Sword Sect felt confused and uneasy about this unknown oppression.
Their alertness towards danger allowed them to withdraw from the heated armed melee with great perseverance.
As the two sides confronted each other, everyone's gaze turned to the east.
"Dong dong dong…"
The sound of footsteps was like they were stepping on everyone's hearts.
"Huff huff…"
After a while, a black figure entered everyone's sight.
Everyone finally discovered the source of those vibrations.
The members of the two sects heaved a sigh of relief. They are not the defenders of Shu Dong!"
After suppressing the worries in their hearts, everyone's eyes once again looked at the 300 or so figures that were attacking.
He was also extremely puzzled.
This was because these people's clothes looked extremely gorgeous to martial artists like them, but they were rather strange.
All three hundred of them were dressed in black brocade robes.
There was an animal with a dragon head, flying wings, and a fish tail embroidered on the brocade robe, making it look extremely heroic.
The three hundred people moved as if they were one.
Everyone had a saber hanging on their left waist and a waist tag hanging on their right waist, attracting everyone's attention for a moment.
"Waist token…?"
"Could these people be from the imperial court…"
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