"Dear King of Qin, please forgive our stupidity, we are willing to pay any price!"

"The price? I have already said it. Don't you understand? Or, I will help you kill it once? I don't mind! If you resist, you will destroy the clan. If you don't resist, you may kill less, or... if you accidentally kill another one?"

Anyway, it’s just a word. If you don’t obey, you will kill me. If you obey, I will let you go!

The leaders of the Liaoren couldn't help but take a step back. This kind of speech was really domineering and completely different from the people of the Central Plains they had met in the past.

Li Fangchen stood up and couldn't help but stretch, "I will give you three days to send people over for me to kill, or I will lead my troops to kill!"

After saying that, leave directly.

A sigh was left, and the leaders who did not participate couldn't help but hesitate.

What if this King of Qin feels that he is not relieved?

No! Go back first and discuss with the tribe members!

After they left, Qin Qiong couldn't help asking, "Your Highness, can they really make friends with someone?"

Li Fangchen smiled and said, "Just make the arrangements normally. Isn't the plan to continue sending troops in three days?"

Qin Qiong couldn't help but take a breath, and you never thought about whether someone would surrender, right?

As for whether the servants hate him?

Li Fangchen and Qin Qiong are not worried, so what if they hate them? So what if they don’t hate them!

Since they do not recognize that they are the people of the Tang Dynasty, what is the use of keeping them? It is better to abandon them and use them to shock the ambitious people!

On the first day, no one came, Li Fangchen pulled Qin Qiong to drink tea and play chess.

The next day, no one came, but Li Fangchen was extremely happy and smiled at Qin Qiong and said, "I don't have to send troops tomorrow!"

On the third day, all the leaders of the thirteen camps arrived, and nearly 10,000 people also came.

"Your Highness, be careful!" Qin Qiong said.

Li Fangchen waved his hand casually and said, "It's okay, come and go and dig a deep pit for me!"

Qin Qiong couldn't imagine why Li Fangchen was so confident, but he didn't know that if his subordinates disagreed, why would they have to wait until the third day?

Most of the people were young and strong, which was also a way for the leaders to express their surrender. Li Fangchen thought they would choose some old people to come over.

"Dear Your Highness, the King of Qin, is a member of the Tang Dynasty!"

The leaders of the locals had many regrets in their eyes, but at the moment, they dared not say much because they knew very well that this time it was just a threat.

Li Fangchen bypassed them and asked the soldiers to integrate the men and men.

Standing in front of the officials, he shouted loudly: "Do you know what mistakes you have made?"

The leaders couldn't help but lower their once proud head and dared not say much. They knew that His Highness the King of Qin might take action soon.

The crowd of men was in a turmoil and then quickly calmed down.

Young people all have their own ideas. They may think that while there are too many people, they will kill the annoying Tang official in front of them, but when all the troops in Fuzhou City came out, they extinguished this idea.

The terrifying combat ability of the Tang army is really scary. The troops are not a horse or an armor. At this moment, Li Fangchen can easily send troops to suppress them without leaving any survivors.

"Now, I will give you a choice!"

Pointing his finger to the big pit beside him, Li Fangchen shouted: "Get in, or continue to rebel!"

The staff were making strange movements here, and more than 9,000 people spoke, and it was extremely noisy in an instant.

Li Fangchen frowned and looked at it quietly, like a god of death, waiting for others to fall into the trap.

The leaders have stopped looking at each other and are unwilling to look at it again.

The moment the first man jumped out of the big pit, Li Fangchen smiled.

When most of the people entered the pit, the Tang army soldiers on the side had already drawn their long swords.

Li Fangchen spoke again, "I can give you another chance!"

In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on each other, looking at the young face and cruel methods of the Emperor Qin King of the Tang Dynasty above.

At that moment, the mentality of survival made them very eager for a word "living life", and no one was willing to die easily.

But they knew better that these camps alone were not enough to fight against the Tang Dynasty.

As the same rebellious side of the Longzhou side, they were also fighting with the Tang army. They were defeated when they heard that they were both sides negotiated.

Even if we can really gather 30,000 infantrymen, can we really defeat the Tang Dynasty?

Maybe you can win this time, but what about next time? Or next time?

"I can let you destroy the clan, and you can also let you all live a wealthy life. Haven't you ever thought that you can eat and drink enough every day and have a lot of children in the future?"

Someone on the side translated it loudly, and some of the civilians had already kneeled down and didn't know what they were shouting.

Li Fangchen looked at the leader beside him with a look. The leader barely smiled and said, "They are willing... willing to regard you as the leader in the future!"

Qin Qiong couldn't help laughing. It turned out that His Highness had this idea, which was really good.

After the rebellion of Liaoren is pacified, if someone is ill-intentioned, the current people will strangle the flames of the rebellion to death before their birth.

"Your children read and read, your family will not have to worry about food and drink. Your elders are sick. You will truly become a part of the Tang Dynasty! This king can even allow you to retain the faith and habits of the tribe. Do you want these?"

The last sentence roared, and all the officials knelt down. At this moment, a flame called hope appeared again in their hearts that were originally desperate.

"Then show it to me!"

Shiqi and others on the side took a step forward at the same time, "Tangren! Get out of the trap!"

Scheming! Only by admitting that you are a Tang Dynasty person can you get out of the pit, otherwise you will be buried alive. Do you want to say that you are a pit and refuse to admit it?

None of your friends will agree!

These ten thousand people will eventually become a nail buried by Li Fangchen, and they will supervise each other from beginning to end.

Because they can only survive if they choose to betray their own ethnic group.

Liaoren? They will only be the people of the Tang Dynasty in the future, the people of the Tang Dynasty!

When the first person took the pace, more and more people began to climb up.

There were also people who insisted on their own identity. Li Fangchen waved his hand and the soldiers began to bury the pit.

More than 9,000 people survived 7,300, and the rest have become nutrients under the soil!

"Devil!" "He is the devil!"

In addition to fear, the leaders of the army looked at Li Fangchen, there was also a sense of awe that should have been for ghosts and gods.

He is bloodthirsty and ruthless, and has little respect for human life. I really don’t know why he was born in this Tang Dynasty.

Li Fangchen had no idea of ​​guessing the thoughts of the leaders of the Liaoren. He sent a military letter to Li Jing and asked Li Jing to arrange the rest.

He is the King of Qin in the Tang Dynasty, and he must do as long as he is worthy of his identity. For the sake of the Tang Dynasty, even if it is infamous for thousands of years, so what?

Li Jing was still negotiating with King Liao, but suddenly received news that Fuzhou had quelled the rebellion.

Holding the letter in hand and reading it all, Li Jing couldn't help but sigh: "He is brave and resourceful, and the old minister accepts it."

He killed nearly 20,000 people, and the other party sent another nine thousand people to make the King of Qin vent his anger. In the next fifty years, the Fuzhou Liaoren will no longer be able to cause trouble.

Then he picked up the letters sent by Qin Qiong to watch them, and then there was a black thread on his head immediately.

The Liaoren surrendered, and more than 7,000 people who were behind the tribe remained in Fuzhou City, responsible for the city repair.

Li Fangchen pulled the leaders to have a drink. As a result, he didn't eat a bite and asked the others to take turns to toast. The leaders were all drunk and unconscious and were finally carried back to the village by their tribe.
Chapter completed!