In Zhenbei City, there were not only the imperial envoys who were trapped, but also many martial arts figures from the North, who were originally attracted by the news of the invasion of demons and barbarians.

How to say it.

They all had a desire to serve the country, and they all believed that everyone was responsible for the country's destruction, so when their minds got hot, they killed the northern city of this town regardless of the consequences.

It's just...well, the strength is just a little bit behind. The third-level transcendental person is fighting against the powerful Qi machine. Hundreds of thousands of tribes outside the city, and hundreds of thousands of monster and barbarian armies, gather together, fight with each other, and turn into the breath of flesh and blood millstones.

These were clearly heard and sensed by the people in the city, causing fear and panic to inevitably arise in their hearts.

Everyone was trembling.

"What's going on? Have the barbarians arrived in Chuzhou City?"

"Damn it, these barbarians dare to attack Chuzhou City. They...do they want to start an all-out war with me, Dafeng?"

"Let's go to the city wall and defend the city together."

There are only a few martial arts figures who have not been scared out of their wits. They put their heads in their waistbands and clamor to actively join in, but they just pretend that they have just taken to the streets.

Good guy.

There are quite a lot of people.

But...why doesn’t anyone look like a living person?

Small businessmen, hawkers, shopkeepers, waiters, long-term workers, foreign ministers, ladies from official families, swans in the hook, young and old, strong, rich, poor...

Regardless of status.

At this time, they all walked out of their homes in a daze.

Their faces are pale, their eyes are hollow, and they lack aura. Well, they look like walking zombies.

More and more people are walking out of their houses and onto the streets, looking at the sky with dull expressions.

Above their heads, tiny streaks of blood overflowed, floated into the sky, and then gathered together to form a huge ball of blood.

And inside their bodies, black shadows were pulled out one after another and sank to the ground. In the process, the black shadows kept struggling.

Let out a wail of blood!

"Death..."

"I turned out to be dead..."

"Why? Where did my head go?"

"Am I dead? No, I am not willing to do so!!"

"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in..."

Throughout the city, the imperial investigation team that entered Chuzhou City after the massacre, and martial arts people with a heart to serve the country, witnessed such a terrible scene with their own eyes, and their hearts were already filled with chills.

Are all the 380,000 people in Chuzhou City already dead?

Then who were they talking to before, who were they speaking to, and who were they spending time with day and night for more than a month?

Who cooked the food?

What kind of water are you drinking?

What the hell are the candied haws on the street, the water chestnut cakes, the tea served by the girl in the bar, the wine poured out?

It turns out that we have been living in a ghost town for more than a month?

Huge fear, nausea, and hysterical impulses exploded in their hearts.

Living person?

Woo hoo hoo... everyone was scared to death.

Inside the inn.

The imperial envoys who had already prepared themselves mentally were not much better off.

Hearing is false, seeing is believing!

Everyone was awakened by the shouts of killing outside the city, and came to the street in fear. They looked at pale human figures, standing woodenly, looking up at the sky.

Streams of blood were drawn from their heads and surged into the air.

The vitality has been deprived of it.

Black shadows were peeled off from their bodies and swept into the ground.

Their souls have also left them.

The leader of the mission, Confucianism cultivator Yang Yan murmured: "It turns out that the location of the bloody massacre of three thousand miles was actually this Chuzhou City."

"We are all blind!"

"Beast!"

"Chuzhou has a population of 380,000 and 380,000 resentful souls..."

"Yes, throughout the six hundred years of Dafeng, no one has ever committed such atrocities."

"I, I want to return to Beijing to impeach the King of Zhenbei until his death."

No one is not angry.

Some people even cried loudly.

Because the rabbit dies and the fox cooks.

One of the censors screamed with trembling lips: "How dare, how dare he... As Prince Dafeng, he is loved and supported by the people in the north, how could he attack these innocent people?

Ah, King of Zhenbei, death is not a pity, death is not a pity..."

Crying and crying.

Civil servants are naughty and sneaky, and they love intrigues. However, they are still human beings, and they are not completely morally corrupt. They still have complexes in their hearts inspired by the books of sages, and they all think that they cannot be worse than animals.

things.

Military generals are much simpler.

The problem goes straight to the source.

"King Zhenbei, what exactly does he want to do?"

"It makes no sense to massacre so many of my Dafeng people for no reason."

"Unless he's crazy."

"No, King Zhenbei can't be crazy."

"Maybe, maybe he wants to be promoted to the second rank. This is my guess."

"Promoted to the second level?"

Everyone was shocked, is this really the case?

At this moment, everyone opened their minds. If King Zhenbei can really take this opportunity to be promoted to the second rank, then even if they expose the massacre and write a letter of impeachment, will the emperor punish them?

No, the emperor will not punish you.

Will the princes go to the meeting to protest and ask the emperor to deal with King Zhenbei?

No, it won't.

What is the concept of a second-grade martial artist?

Give an example.

Dafeng has not produced a second-grade warrior for three hundred years. Looking around Kyushu, second-grade warriors have all disappeared. At least the northern barbarians and monster tribes have no second-grade warriors.

King Zhenbei, if he can be promoted to the second rank, is it still a crime to massacre the city?

Even if it is a crime, who has the ability to punish him?

Is it worth exchanging 380,000 civilian lives for a second-grade warrior?

Value.

Very valuable.

The emperor would just hold his nose and admit it.

The Gonggun princes in the court will be even more delighted. Not only will they not think of punishing King Zhenbei, but maybe some people will rush to claim credit for King Zhenbei.

The more I think about it, the more desperate everyone becomes.

"If King Huai is promoted to the second rank, I will splash blood in the Jinluan Palace to prove my ambition by dying."

"No one can stop him?"

"Who in the north can stop the King of Zhenbei? How pitiful are my 380,000 people..."

"In the north, who can be stronger than the King of Zhenbei?"

"Haha, don't dream, everyone."

No one can stop King Zhenbei, and no one in Chuzhou can be a stumbling block to King Zhenbei's promotion.
To be continued...