All around, there were fleeing soldiers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army who were chasing them. Some soldiers knelt down and prayed for surrender, but what awaited them was a saber relentlessly.

This is Li Fusheng's soldier and horse, this is a madman's soldier and horse, they have become accustomed to this ruthless execution method, Li Fusheng's red eyes are not a true portrayal of their hearts.

However, Zheng Fan doesn’t care about these things. He doesn’t bother to care about it. War is so cold-blooded and cruel, and he also knows that, as an army that blitzs over the opponent’s line of defense and enters the hinterland, capturing prisoners is An overly extravagant thing, they simply don't have the energy to arrange and control them.

And tomorrow, Li Fusheng and his troops will continue to go south, it is impossible to bring these burdens.

However, ordinary soldiers are ordinary soldiers, but the enemy's generals and nobles are definitely not a burden.

Only because of the peculiarities of this soldier and horse, it seems that all of them were infected by the master and turned into a bloodthirsty lunatic, so that Zheng Fan was able to pick up the big leak.

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and tore off the jade pendant around Zu Dongcheng's waist.

In his previous life, Zheng Fan didn't like to play with jade and didn't have much research on jade, but in this life, he would often encounter some of these things when he woke up in this world.

Siniang has a lot of experience in this aspect. After every needlework, she always talks a few words.

However, this jade pendant can be seen as expensive even to a layman like Zheng Fan.

Gee tut.

Zheng Fan got up. At this moment, a group of knights rushed past Zheng Fan. After they were gone, Zheng Fan saw Yiqi turn back. Whose was Liang Cheng?

Liang Cheng's body was full of blood, but judging from the color, it should be dry, the blood of this product was black.

"Master."

"Have you fun?"

Liang Cheng smiled implicitly.

Zheng Fan noticed that Liang Cheng's armor had been damaged in many places. Obviously, he also suffered a lot of damage and danger when he rushed into the camp and broke the formation together.

However, Liang Cheng's survivability on the battlefield can still be trusted. Not to mention, just his own zombie bloodline is equivalent to opening a "blood lock" hang.

"Catch me a tongue, I think this is a big fish."

Zheng Fan pointed to Zu Dongcheng who had passed out beside him.

"it is good."

Liang Cheng continued to ride away,

After about a quarter of an hour, Liang Cheng came back from a horse, with a bloodied soldier on his horseback.

Now catching a fleeing soldier is no different from catching a wild goat in the wild, except that with the expansion of the area where the Zhenbei army is chasing and fleeing, you have to run a little longer if you want to catch a live sheep.

"Puff!"

The soldier was thrown directly by Liang Cheng and the horse fell to the ground.

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

This soldier has been shocked.

It seems that he is relatively young. It should be his first time on the battlefield. Unfortunately, without a gradual process, he went directly to the Zhenbei Army, and it was the craziest among the six towns of the Zhenbei Army. Of a town.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you, tell me, who is he?"

Zheng Fan pointed his finger at Zu Dongcheng.

This soldier raised his head, looked at Zu Dongcheng, and was taken aback.

Obviously, he knew, and more obviously, he was hesitant to answer.

At this time, Liang Cheng's knife was placed directly on the soldier's neck, and the cold touch made him and the **** of death almost greeted him in the mirror.

"He, he is the ancestral general."

"General Ancestor?"

"The major general of the ancestral army."

"Zu Zhuming's son?" Zheng Fan asked.

The ancestral army Zheng Fan knew it, and it was also a unit that had been transferred northward.

"Tsk tsk."

Zheng Shoubei felt happy, his own luck is really no one. He was always blocked when he opened a comics studio in his previous life.

You can get the credit anywhere in this life.

This is the correct way to open life.

"The ancestral army, the front line of the previous platoon, is the ancestral army?" Zheng Fan asked.

"Yes, it is."

"Oh, all right, you can go."

"Huh?" This soldier was a little surprised.

Liang Cheng Dao patted the opponent's back and said:

"roll."

The soldier immediately scrambled and ran away excitedly.

Looking at his joyful movements, looking at his excited expression, maybe happiness is that simple.

It was as simple as this guy had just ran out for tens of meters, when a knight of the Zhenbei Army rode over and chopped it over.

"The Lord has done a great job again." Liang Cheng congratulated.

"Okay."

"The ancestral army does have some avenues. If it was not the Zhenbei Army that had previously rushed into the formation, it would be really difficult for them to break down their army if they were replaced by other troops."

"What do you think of the Zhenbei Army?"

Liang Cheng hesitated and replied:

"Like a wolf like a tiger."

"Yup."

Zheng Fan sighed.

"But please rest assured, our future soldiers and horses will not be worse than the Zhenbei Army."

"I am confident about this."

Zheng Fan patted the face of Zu Dongcheng who was fainting, and said:

"Hold it up."

Liang Cheng immediately bent over and carried Zu Dongcheng on his shoulders.

The two took the horse and started to walk back.

Ahead, in the place where he had rushed into the battle before, there was a sergeant from Zhenbei who was treating the wounded robe.

Compared with the results of the battle, these battle losses are really nothing, and there is no sad atmosphere pervading the battlefield.

Everyone had a smile on their faces, even the wounded soldiers were laughing and cursing.

The wind and sand in the desert are big enough to polish away most of the excess impurities, including the emotion of separation between life and death, and the robe of war and death is just a step ahead of him, and there is nothing to be sad about.

The longer you get in touch, the more you can discover the atmosphere inside this army.

They are so pure, so pure, and terrifying.

But the blind had ridiculed, and after they lay down the horror, will they be corrupted along with them.

They are corrupt, and Zheng Fan will have his own independent way out later.

It doesn't have to be determined to rebel, but at least you have to seek your own independence. As a traverser, fighting for not kowtow to others, isn't it too much?

However, looking at the Zhenbei Army at this time, Zheng Fan suddenly felt a good mood if they could have been so pure.

After fighting the Qianguo, then fighting the Jin country, after fighting the Jin country and then destroying the Chu country, after uniting the East, then sweeping the desert and destroying the royal court and then sending troops to the west.

call………

No, if that's the case, don't you have to be the Emperor Yan's dog all the time?

"Master, there is another way."

"Hi, did you learn skills from the blind man?"

"No, it's just that the subordinates can just feel the emotions in the Lord's heart."

"Heh, then you say, what else can be done?"

"There is a princess in Zhenbeihou."

"I've seen one, one tigress."

"How do you look?" Liang Cheng asked.

"good looking."

"If the Lord is not willing to destroy them, he can accept them."

"You are too idealistic, no matter how delicious other people's food is, it is also other people's food, and there is always no taste of their own food."

"Subordinates are taught."

At this time,

There is a person sitting in front,

The man was covered in blood, as if he had been smeared layer after layer of red paint, which was unbearably greasy.

But he sat alone in a pool of blood,

There was a dish of peanuts, a dish of dried meat, and no wine, but these small dishes were delivered to her mouth bite by bite along the blood dripping from her fingertips.

It seemed that the place he was sitting was not the battlefield where he had just fought, but the small teahouse in the city.

but,

No matter how the environment changes,

His mood is so calm and calm.

Just like the old grandfather likes to sit on the threshold basking in the sun.

"I'm a little sick." Zheng Fan said.

"I miss it a bit." Liang Cheng said.

Li Fusheng seemed to have noticed Zheng Fan and Liang Cheng, and shouted:

"Zheng Shoubei, I really like your general."

This is the second confession today.

Zheng Fan wanted to fulfill the two of them, but Zheng Fan knew that Liang Cheng would not leave him.

Losing yourself, not by your side, you can't watch other demon kings increase their strength step by step, but they stay still, right?

This kind of torture, even the devil can't accept it.

Li Fusheng seems to be too lazy to continue this request, because this kind of thing is inauthentic, and his intentions have been released. If Liang Cheng is interested in this, it is hard to say on the face, but he will definitely come to him secretly. At this time, if you operate it yourself, the person will be able to come back.

"I have instructed the Erlangs to collect all the army flags and heads, and bring them back to Chuzhou City later. Tell me, it's not just a city, that is, it is a little bigger and more crowded, Zhao Jiulang. Why is it so important?"

"Master Zaifu has a gulf in his heart, isn't it me..."

"speak English."

"Return to your lord, because for a long time in the future, I will only be stationed in the big city."

"Why?"

"Because the land of Qianguo is too large, and the population of Qianguo is too large. Even if Qianguo is established, the places that my Dayan can control for a long time are very limited. Therefore, I am stationed in the big city. Naturally is the best choice. So, keeping them stable is extremely important."

"Okay, I shouldn't ask this. Anyway, I don't understand it. I only need someone to kill."

Li Fusheng pointed his finger at Zu Dongcheng on Liang Cheng's back and asked:

"Who is he?"

"The major general of the ancestors."

"Ancestral family? It's still something."

Obviously, the investigation of battlefield news has begun, and Li Fusheng has also been summarized.

This "something" is obviously a good evaluation.

After all, the army formation formed by the ancestral army is indeed the strongest among the three-sided character array, and the combat effectiveness of the ancestral army is indeed good.

But this is not bad, compared to the level of the dry country.

Compared with the barbarians, the gap is a bit big. The barbarians sometimes seem to be docile, but when they are really crazy, they will really play their lives with you without hesitation.

Li Fusheng himself has personally experienced the example of the last person in the clan who died in battle several times.

"Zheng Shoubei has done a great job again." Li Fusheng smiled, but this smile was not so friendly against the blood on his face.

Zheng Fan arched his hands:

"This is what the subordinates should do."

"Then I beg Zheng Shoubei to keep this man in custody. His father still has 50,000 horses in the north, so he may not be able to play a role.

"Using him to persuade his father may be more difficult."

In Zheng Fan's view, these big people rarely have that kind of situation that is delayed by personal relationships, such as Tian Wujing, such as Yanhuang.

Li Fusheng shook his head, grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw it in his mouth.

Road:

"It's interesting to chop his son and humiliate him before the battle."

"..." Zheng Fan.

...

In Chuzhou City, people are in panic.

Master Wang is here,

This is what everyone knows in the city, from the gang of powerful adults who have not been ransacked, to the traffickers and pawns.

However, when the Yan people began to distribute grain, there were still a huge number of people in Chuzhou City who came to receive grain.

In contrast, the powerful are much more reserved.

Even the officials in the yamen were still thinking about their own affairs in an anxious manner.

And at this moment,

Xiazi Bei and an old man walked slowly on the wall of Chuzhou City.

This is a towering city wall. As the capital of Chuzhou City, it is naturally impossible to be shabby.

But this city wall didn't have any blocking effect on the day the Yan Ren came in.

The blind man stretched his finger to the point below where food was being distributed.

Road:

"What does Master Wen think of this move?"

Master Wen, Wen Sutong, is also the nominal highest official in Chuzhou City at this time.

Yesterday, it was the blind man Bei who took people to his mansion and ordered the knife to be placed on the neck of his tribe, forcing the old man to wear an official hat.

Wen Sutong shook his head. At this moment, he didn't know if he let go or was fearless. He directly answered the blind man who made him feel extremely disgusting.

Road:

"The fools serve the people."

The blind man nodded, not angry, but agreed:

"Yes."

"Since Mr. Bei knows that he will be kind to Xiaomin, he won't get anything at all. Even if they know that the grain is distributed by the Yanren, even if they know that the grain is stored by the noble family, they still cannot stand with the Yanren. Together.

As long as the big nobles in the city come out to instigate them, they will still express resentment towards Yan people and regard Yan people as Yan dogs. "

"I know that."

"Since you know, why do you still do this?"

"There is too much food."

"..." Wen Sutong.

"Old Wen, right now, many people in the yamen are writing self-defense notes, right?"

"So what?"

"It's nothing, I just think that old Wen's eyes can actually see a bit longer."

"What is the longer term?"

"Old Wen should be very painful now. First, he cares about his future history, and second, he cares about the safety of his relatives."

"Ha ha."

"Actually, this is not a contradiction at all. As Old Wen said before, the people of the country who are looting to take my Dayan soldiers to distribute food, they will not give up on my Dayan because of this. Because the fools serve the people."

"Mr. North, what do you want to say when you ask the old man out?"

"I mean, Mr. Wen, you said, how many of those descendants who read Qingshi in the future are not stupid?"

"Who can insight into matters of later generations?"

"Then look forward, your Qianguo Taizu emperor bullied others' orphans and widows and seized the country improperly, but did this prevent the Zhao family from still being Qianguo's orthodox status?

No, not at all. The Zhao family, the official family of the Zhao family, are still the fathers of your scholars, and you are still his courtiers. "

"Mr. North means..."

"If Dayan can overthrow the country and work with the swallows, I would like to ask, who will care about your decision today?"

"Mr. North, you are a fallacy."

"I never think that my rhetoric is a very reasonable saying. I just want to relieve your boredom for Mr. Wen. I just don't know, Mr. Wen, you are hoping to come here later.

Is it Yan Jun or Gan Jun? "

Wen Sutong did not answer.

"I appreciate old Wen's sincerity."

"The old man said nothing."

"It's already an attitude not to say that you are in the army, old Wen, you are a person who is about to enter the soil anyway, and now you are thinking about it for your family. Your grandchildren are still paying. very young."

"Mr. North is threatening the old man?"

The blind man Bei took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Wen Sutong.

Wen Sutong took the scroll and opened it. After seeing the words on the scroll, his whole body began to twitch with anger.

"This...you...how dare you...you unexpectedly..."

This scroll is an Anmin notice, an Anmin notice issued under the identity of Wen Sutong, the "Jingdu Envoy".

The content of Anmin is the same, but in addition to Anmin, he also criticized a series of Qianguo officials and so on in the tone of Wen Sutong. How did you violate the taboo? It even rose to the original father of Qianguo. After winning the country, the Ji family replaced the Zhao family as the master of the Yan-Qian Communist Party.

"This is framed! This is framed!"

Wen Sutong shouted.

"Yes, this is planting, this is framed, this is what I wrote, and I can testify to Mr. Wen.

But who believes it?

After all, Mr. Wen, since this hat on your head is worn by yourself, do you want to take it off again by yourself?

This Anmin notice has already been issued today, not only in Chuzhou City, but also in the four wilds and eight villages.

Old Wen, you have nowhere to go. Even if you alone are willing to take the initiative to shoulder all guilt, your family will certainly not be able to keep it.

Although the Zhao official’s family has been talking about being kind to scholar-bureaucrats, can you let the Wen family pass you by weighing these things in your own heart? "

"what do you want to say in the end."

"Don’t talk about it, since there’s nowhere to go, just walk forward honestly. As you are your status and you are the first time, I will naturally set you up as a model, and enter me as a worker in the future. It is also reasonable for the court officials to worship Shangshu.

It’s a good time for you, otherwise if you wait for the comrades to surrender, their qualifications and status will be much higher than yours. "

"Haha, hahaha..."

Wen Sutong, who was still angry before, suddenly laughed.

The blind man Bei stood there silently, without speaking.

Wen Sutong was chosen by a blind man from the north. Since he was chosen, there must be a reason to choose him.

"Old man, there is one condition."

"You are not qualified to make conditions."

"you……"

"You can say something cruel, but it doesn't make sense, because you don't want your whole clan to be destroyed, and I have the ability to destroy yours. Therefore, you don't have any qualifications to negotiate terms with me, do you understand?"

"The old man has a request."

"Please tell me, I will tell my master, and then my master will write to the court."

"My request, I don't need to write to the court. I have always been curious about what kind of person you can make Mr. Bei recognize the Lord."

"The Lord is Qianlong Zaiyuan."

"This is a bit taboo."

"Ok."

"My request, I have a granddaughter who is sixteen years old."

"My Patriarch doesn't like..."

What the blind man wants to say is ~lightnovelpub.net~ The owner doesn't like girls who are too small.

But Wen Sutong was the first to say:

"No, I don't want to climb up with your host, and my granddaughter is not a country."

"That is?"

"With you."

silence,

A short silence,

The blind man laughed,

Pointing to his eyes and said:

"I'm blind."

Wen Sutong patted his thigh,

Road:

"Isn't it right?"