"Lord, our general was burned to death, and most of our soldiers were also burned to death!"
"The feudal lord's right army is also on fire, break out quickly!"
Mu Shujian shouted loudly: "Why don't the former troops move? Didn't they receive the order to break out?"
"Lord, if you can't break out, Xuan Jun is blocking the door. Anyone who goes out will die!"
"Disperse! Disperse and break out! The enemy camp is huge, there must be some omissions!"
"General, you can only go through the camp gate, the fire is too strong elsewhere!"
"Let those with cultivation go forward! Copper skin and iron bones can block the fire!"
"You can't use your cultivation. There seems to be a seal of Chi You's Soldier Master in this camp!"
"Strong attack, fast, strong attack!"
Mu Shujian screamed loudly, and suddenly felt dizzy under the thick smoke. His body swayed and he fell from his horse.
Several soldiers came forward to help him, and Mu Shujian stood up with his hands on the ground, and suddenly felt that his palms were clammy.
What is this?
Oil!
There is oil on the ground!
A cluster of flames followed the wind, and his vision was drowned by a sea of fire.
Fifty thousand troops were burned alive!
Those who were not killed were chopped into pieces by Xuan Jun!
This is not true, definitely not true!
An Luofeng opened his eyes, and the sky was dimly lit.
Ever since he came out of his mother's womb, he had never had such a real dream.
He walked into another building and woke up the sleeping yin and yang cultivator.
"Is there any news from Qingge City?"
The Yin-Yang cultivator stood up and looked at the array, shook his head and said, "I didn't receive any news."
An Luofeng wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered: "It's just a dream, it's just a dream. Always keep an eye on the magic circle. If you have any news, tell me immediately!"
Tao Huayuan, who was hiding in the dark, smiled slightly.
This is no dream.
This is the image sent by the Onmyoji in front of the battle.
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An Luofeng stayed in the post house for three days. During these three days, he led the delegation to kill nineteen propagandists, raped more than thirty women, and burned down three shops.
He was putting pressure on Emperor Zhaoxing, and he wanted Emperor Zhaoxing to sign a peace treaty as soon as possible.
Ren Songde came to see him twice, but An Luofeng drove him back.
"Either bring He Shu, or you get out and ask your emperor to come see me!"
An Luofeng was in a very irritable mood. Qingge City sent out troops last night, but until this evening, there was still no battle report. Could it be that Mu Shujian had an accident?
Didn’t he win the battle before?
He had previously sent a letter saying that the prince no longer wanted to fight.
How could the prince still have the will to fight without the support of the emperor?
We must continue to put pressure on Emperor Xuanguo!
At nightfall, An Luofeng left the post house with his delegation.
When walking on the street, whenever they see a Tunu man with a hairy face, Xuan people will hide away.
They beat passers-by at will, regardless of age or sex, until they had enough fun.
When they saw the woman, they came up to her and tore her clothes off, humiliating her wantonly.
They randomly grabbed some food and drinks from the shops, and then opened the stalls after taking them.
The most shameful thing is that there is a group of propaganda people following behind these slaves to take advantage of others.
These people are all jobless troublemakers. Some of them have no family affairs, and some who have family affairs have been sold to other people by themselves.
He usually makes a living by petty theft and extortion, and whenever he has some loose money, he quickly sends it to the gambling house.
In the past few days, these troublemakers have enjoyed a lot of pleasure following Tu Nu.
Tunu beat people, and they went up to steal property.
Tunu opened the stall and they were picking up food and drinking behind it.
Tunu was raping the girl, and they were watching the show next to her, and they could even have sex with her.
When these troublemakers met Tunu, it was like meeting their long-lost father, respectful and cordial.
"Master Tunu, please come this way!"
"Master Tunu, the food here is delicious!"
"Master Tunu, look at how handsome that girl is!"
An Luofeng looked at the group of troublemakers, turned around and said to his subordinates: "They look so much like the hunting dogs I raised in the manor!"
A group of Tunu laughed loudly.
Walking by the Wang'an River, An Luofeng saw a very beautiful woman. He had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life.
He stepped forward, blocked the woman's way, and touched her face.
The woman dodged An Luofeng's hand, smiled at An Luofeng, and suddenly disappeared into the night.
An Luofeng's expression was a little dazed, as if he had just hallucinated.
It must be an illusion, there can't be such a beautiful woman in the world.
An Luofeng had a peach petal hanging on his collar. He was completely ignorant and continued to wander along the river with others.
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In Longtu Pavilion, Yan Anqing, the chief minister of the cabinet, was covered in blood, holding up his brush and lingering.
Ren Songde wiped the short knife in his hand and lowered his voice: "Yan Shoufu, write quickly, the blood on your body is almost dry."
An hour ago, Yan Anqing received an oral order from the emperor, asking him to go to Longtuge and wait for discussion.
He thought that the emperor wanted to discuss peace with him, so he waited alone on the second floor of the library, quietly thinking about countermeasures.
There are many countermeasures, but the principles will not change. Yan Anqing will never agree to negotiate peace. It is impossible for him and Emperor Zhaoxing to bear eternal infamy.
But what he never expected was that the person who came to Longtuge to discuss matters was not the emperor, but Ren Songde.
Ren Songde came to the book pavilion quietly. He was very light and did not alert the guards outside.
He didn't know what means he used to block Yan Anqing's throat, and Yan Anqing couldn't make a sound.
Ren Songde used a short knife to cut several wounds on Yan Anqing's body. These wounds would not be fatal immediately, but would make Yan Anqing bleed.
Yan Anqing never dreamed that Ren Songde would use this method to plot against him.
Even Gongsun Wen did not dare to attack Yan Anqing in the palace. Ren Songde's viciousness and shamelessness completely exceeded Yan Anqing's imagination.
"Write it, Yan Shoufu. After writing the edict and using the cabinet seal, I will immediately find a medical officer to treat your injuries. You don't have to worry about your reputation. You can report me to the emperor immediately and say that I forced you to write it. !
You can also claim your innocence to the ministers and show the wounds on your body to the ministers. This is all evidence that I am forcing you. You wrote this edict out of helplessness!"
Yan Anqing's head was covered with sweat, and his blood kept flowing. Although the blood flow was not fast, he couldn't hold it on any longer.
Just like what Ren Songde said, write it first and then sue him?
Ridiculous, is there any idea more absurd than this?
Under coercion, the chief minister of the cabinet succumbed to the traitor and drafted an edict agreeing to negotiate peace with Tunu.
This traitor is still Ren Songde, whom everyone despises.
Does Yan Anqing still have the face to report? Does Yan Anqing still have the face to prove his innocence in front of the officials?
If you really want to force him to say such words, you might as well let him die.
A drop of ink fell, and Yan Anqing threw the pen aside.
He raised his head and looked at Ren Songde with a contemptuous smile on his face.
Ren Songde frowned and said, "Shoufu Yan, let me remind you again, you won't be able to carry this for long."
Yan Anqing could not speak, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.
Ren Songde picked up the short knife and pointed it at Yan Anqing's throat.
The contemptuous smile drove Ren Songde crazy.
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An Luofeng led people to Qiaotou Wa City, and a troublemaker named Tian Er said from the side: "Master Tunu, this place is fun. This is the most fun place in Daxuan."
Another troublemaker, Yuan San, said: "Nonsense, the most fun one is Yinggeyuan!"
Tian Er glared at Yuan San: "Yinggeyuan is here? You are the only one who talks so much, and now we are all in Wa City!"
Yuan San quickly shut up, and An Luofeng said to Tian Er: "You guys, take me to the most fun place."
Tian Er straightened his body and led the way. When he saw people, he shouted loudly: "Get away, get away from me! Didn't you see Master Tunu coming?"
He took Tunu all the way to the Peony Shed, which was the No. 1 shopping mall in Wa City. Normally they would be reluctant to come, but today they happened to be able to take advantage of the Tunu people.
There are so many beautiful girls in the peony shed, how can the Tunu people leave two for them?
As soon as he arrived at the door of the shed, the waiter saw that something was wrong and hurried in to tell the boss He Shiro.
He Silang walked out with a smile on his face, cupped his fists and saluted everyone: "Everyone, what advice can you give me when you come to my shop?"
A naughty guy like Tian Er would not even dare to raise his head when meeting He Silang. Today, with Tu Nu's support, he pointed at He Silang and said, "It's your mother's teachings! We, Tu Nu, are here to play!"
I'll drive everyone else away, make room for us Tunu, prepare wine and fruits for us, and call me all the best girls!"
He Silang smiled and said: "I'm sorry everyone, the shop is closed today."
"You fart!" Tian Er was about to yell, but seeing the murderous look on He Silang's face, Tian Er's tongue softened and he didn't dare to speak. He turned around and said to An Luofeng: "Master Tunu, they said they won't do business."
An Luofeng lowered his eyes and looked up at He Silang: "Why do you say no business? There are obviously many people coming in and out of your door."
Tian Er shouted: "That's right, there are obviously people coming in and out, do you think we are blind?"
He Silang looked at An Luofeng and said: "We are doing Xuanren's business, not Tunu's business!"
An Luofeng smiled: "What happened to us Tunu people?"
He Silang said: "It's not that big of a deal. This is the rule of the small shop. Everyone, please go and take a look elsewhere!"
Tian Er said from the side: "He Silang, you are so crazy. If you don't do Lord Tunu's business, you should do my business, right? I am Xuan Ren, and I will bring Lord Tunu in."
He Silang shook his head and said: "No Tunu people are allowed in, let alone dogs held by Tunu people. Have you ever seen a dog in my store?"
"He Shiro, please don't bully others too much!" Tian Er rushed forward to fight with He Shiro.
A strong man stood up from behind He Silang and punched Tian Er in the face.
The No. 1 shed in Wa City is naturally indispensable for its guards. There are two ninth-level killers around He Silang. They usually don't take action easily, but today they are going to take action for real.
The punch was so strong that his nose was crooked and his front teeth were knocked out. With tears in his eyes, Tian Er squatted on the ground and watched An Luofeng wailing.
An Luofeng ignored Tian Er, looked at He Silang and said, "Why do you have such rules in your store? Why don't you accept us Tunu people?"
He Silang smiled and said: "There is no special reason. I think your hair is too long and smells too strong, and I'm afraid it will offend other guests!"
An Luofeng's cheeks twitched, then he smiled and turned to look at a subordinate named Wulu.
Wulu was a fifth-grade bear god cultivator. He inserted his scimitar into his waist, touched his beard, and walked towards He Silang with a smile.
A strong man stopped in front of him and punched Ulu.
The ninth-level killing method against the fifth-level bear god, this punch directly made Ulu laugh.
He felt itchy, really itchy.
He grabbed the strong man's wrist and broke the wrist and arm bones together.
The strong man gritted his teeth and waved his short sword to look at Ulu.
Wulu asked him to chop him with a knife, and Haofa was not injured. He raised his foot and kicked the strong man down.
Wulu looked at He Silang and smiled: "Do you want to do our business? If you are willing to do our business, kneel down and kowtow!"
He Silang drew a long sword, and a guard behind him also drew a sword.
Many people from Wa City gathered around, and He Silang shouted loudly: "Guests, shopkeepers, and guys from Qiaotou Wa City, He bids farewell to you.
In Qiaotou Wa City, Mr. He has occupied the best place and the biggest advantage. He has made a lot of money in these years. He would like to thank you all.
I have made enough money and enjoyed enough blessings. Today, He's life is at stake with these dogs' Maosha. In the future, He's family will have to live in the capital and rely on you to take care of them!"
The guys in the peony shed rushed out with all their little ones, trying to fight Tu Nu!
Qiu Jinfeng, the shopkeeper of Jinfeng Shed, rushed over with his shop assistants. Qiu Jinfeng held a pair of steel forks in his hands and shouted: "He Laosi, what nonsense did you say? I haven't finished fighting with you in the ring yet, you special mother."
Just want to leave?
Today I am also risking my life here. Brothers, please listen to me. I will reward you with fifty taels of silver for cutting off Maosha with a sword. If I kill a Maosha, I will reward you with fifty taels of silver!"
"Boss He, don't be afraid, all the brothers are here!"
"Fourth brother, let's go on the road together! We can't let Mao Sha ride on our necks and shit!"
Shopkeepers from dozens of Goulan shops at Qiaotou are here, trying to fight Tunu with all their hands!
Wulu looked at An Luofeng.
An Luofeng smiled and said to Wulu in Tunu language: "Kill them all, don't leave a single Xuan Dog behind."
Ulu raised his foot and crushed a stone slab on the ground.
The rubble flew, and everyone exclaimed, a little timid. This Maosha's cultivation level was too high.
Wulu laughed loudly: "Which Xuan dog is not afraid of death, just come up!"
A piece of gravel flew far away and landed at the feet of a man.
The man was wearing red clothes and holding a red lantern.
The man picked up the gravel and looked at it carefully.
The gravel is very sharp and shaped like an arrowhead.
"Sharp weapon!" the man laughed.
The onlookers looked at the man, and their expressions instantly became excited.
An Luofeng looked at the man and asked, "Who are you?"
Tiao Zi Tian Er trembled and said: "Xu, Xu, Xu Denglang!"
Xu Zhiqiong held up the gravel and said to An Luofeng: "Attacking the Lantern Man with a sharp weapon, do you admit your guilt?"