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Chapter 832 Captives (9000 Supplements)

"This city...is so ruined?"

Du Longzi watched the city gate being blown open with disbelief on his face.

"Of course it's not easy for me, Taishang Leifa, to blow down a section of the city wall. I have to accumulate a lot of thunder pills and dig tunnels... But why not blow up two wooden doors?

As long as there are dead men willing to do it, that’s all!”

Aaron waved his hand disapprovingly and let the remaining soldiers rush into the city through the gate.

Since ancient times, defending the city has meant defending morale!

Once the city gate is breached, morale will immediately collapse!

Aaron yawned and said to Zhan Dadao who was next to him: "Give me the military order... In the army city, you only need to guard the four gates, the government office, the warehouse and other important places..."

The army is too small, that's why it's bad.

But once the city is taken, and the corpses are collected calmly, there will be about three to four thousand divine soldiers, and thousands of surrendered soldiers.

After probably waiting for several more hours, the cries of killing in the city gradually subsided.

"Taoist Priest, would you like to enter the city with me?"

Aaron, riding the white tiger Xiaoyu, followed by a dozen cavalrymen, asked with a smile.

"What I wish for."

Dulongzi Lao Dao agreed and followed Aaron. The two passed the city gate, and the broken wooden planks and severed finger remains were still there.

Many houses behind the city were destroyed, and the scene was very tragic.

"Order... to mobilize residents to fight the fire!"

Aaron ordered a knight to go.

A group of people rode horses and arrived at the government office. Surprisingly, there were still shouts of death coming from inside.

"What's going on?"

Aaron raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Before the city was breached, a group of soldiers protected the prefect. They fled to the government office and were still resisting."

Hei Er was covered in blood and came back to report.

"Give you one more hour to defeat this mansion!"

After Aaron gave the order, he saw several Liujia magic soldiers with explosive bags strapped to their bodies and rushed in.

Immediately afterwards...

Boom!

The sound of the explosion almost shocked Du Longzi off his horse.

Not long after, a bloody Liujia magic weapon came out: "Retribution. We have killed this!"

"Um."

Aaron got off his horse and walked into the prefect's yamen, which he couldn't enter at first.

I saw a majestic structure with numerous houses, corpses lying on the ground, and arrow marks on the walls. It was obvious that the battle had been extremely fierce.

When the group came to the lobby, they saw a corpse hanging on the beam, wearing prefect clothes.

"Since the city was destroyed and the prefect died for the city, at least his family can be saved. That's right, it's quite smart!"

Aaron nodded and saw a desperate poem on the wall next to him, and walked back without even looking at it.

"The reason for the stubborn resistance has been found out. Ying Zhengzitong, who was previously in charge of the city's defense, fled here with his people and the prefect after the defeat, and he still wants to continue to resist."

Hei Er said.

"It's actually Chen Zitong!"

Du Longzi's eyes widened: "Taoist Master Xu Lingzi, this is the Qianlong that the Wuxiao Sect bet on. I didn't expect to be killed here today!"

"Another dragon species?"

Aaron became interested: "Let's meet him, are you still alive?"

Hei Er replied numbly: "We used the Supreme Divine Thunder, which killed many people. Those who were not killed were also seriously injured. They were all carried to the courtyard."

Aaron nodded and went to check, only to see a mess of blood and flesh.

There were several more seriously injured people, injured by bombs, smashed... their arms and legs were cut off, and they fell to the ground howling.

Even though Du Longzi was a Taoist, his heart was trembling at this time. He found another corpse and exclaimed: "It's Chen Zitong!"

After carefully inspecting the head, I felt a little sad.

I wanted to fight the Hidden Dragon in advance, and tried everything against it, but despite all the calculations, I was still run away by Hidden Dragon, and my success was in vain!

Why did Xu Lingzi succeed so easily as soon as he took action?

Could it be that... his energy is too powerful to defeat Qianlong?

"This man is very powerful."

When Hei Er saw it, he said: "After his death, there were still a few soldiers who took the initiative not to die." "That's how it should be, there are still a few missing..."

Du Longzi nodded repeatedly and saw several captives tied up. He looked at them one by one thoughtfully, then came to Aaron's side and lowered his voice: "This Chen Zitong has a dragon spirit in his body, and the several staff and generals around him are also good for the world."

If you can get your talent to surrender sincerely, your energy will be greatly enhanced!"

Aaron smiled.

The so-called luck is actually power, wealth is power, territory is power, and so are people!

If you want to truly take away Chen Zitong's energy, you still have to take him away!

"Well, let's ask.

Aaron was originally all-powerful, but then he realized that he was really short of men, especially the commander-in-chief, so he pointed at the prisoners and asked, "Do you want to surrender?"

The one being pointed at was Jiang Tui, who took a sip and said, "Is he worthy of being a traitor and a traitor?"

"Kill!"

Aaron waved his hand, and Hei Er immediately went over to behead him.

Then he looked at the next one. This time he was a military commander, but his face was gray and his face was covered with blood.

Du Longzi's heart moved, this man is quite talented.

However, Aaron asked, and he would also shake his head.

"It doesn't matter what talent you have, if you don't use it for me, just die, kill me!"

Aaron also sneered, and Hei Er cut off the man's head with one knife.

"Alas...what a pity, what a pity"

Dulongzi sighed again and again and looked at the last two.

These two people he valued the most, one was Fan Jin and the other was Tang Xun, both of them had extraordinary looks.

But if you don't want to be a thief, no matter how talented you are, you can only kill him.

Poison Dragon Son came out to help the dragon, this point can still be seen clearly.

Seeing Aaron's gaze, Fan Jin smiled bitterly: "I'm not talented, Fan Jin, but I'm willing to do things for the elders! I just ask that you allow me to collect the young master's bones and preserve the young master's family!"

Tang Xun originally thought that he would rather die than surrender and follow Chen Zitong, but now his eyes turned red and he remained silent, seemingly acquiescing.

Du Longzi nodded slightly and came to Aaron's side: "This statement should be sincere!"

This world has the art of looking at Qi. Whenever a great talent takes refuge, his Qi will inevitably fluctuate. He really hides the past with lies.

Of course, sometimes the watchers can only see the fog or the surface. This is the mystery of heaven.

"In that case, I'll let you two go. You can collect the bones first and settle down the clan, and then come to the government office to take care of you."

Aaron waved his hand, and Hei Er immediately cut the rope between the two.

Du Longzi rubbed his hands excitedly: "That scribe has an extraordinary spirit. I think he has some help..."

Aaron was speechless for a moment: "If I say he died a violent death and then let someone chop him with a knife, what would you say?"

Du Longzi was stunned for a moment.

Aaron laughed, regardless of his dilemma, and asked: "Is there anyone in the county government who has voted?"

"No... the officials either ran away or committed suicide. Only a few officials were willing to help!"

Hei Er shook his head.

"Yes, yes, even if they stay, I don't want them." Aaron nodded, "We entered Jiangzhou Mansion.

When establishing a political power, the first thing to do is to hire people. Let me start with a red line. The original officials should not be used if they can be used. Even those who take the initiative to join us are the ones with the highest grades. Scholars and scholars must not be used!"

It's okay to study until you are a child, but when you reach the age of scholarly education, you really enjoy reading and have your own outlook on life and world values. If your heart is not right, it will be difficult to change it.


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