Devil’s Advent

The heads of 　　　　 were cut off one by one, because the effect of serving has not yet passed, so these adults have used practical actions to truly interpret what is meant by "entertainment to death".

　　 As for the other prisoners kneeling in the palace, Zheng Fan did not order them to be cut off.

　　 Although Dayan emphasized his military merits and retained the method of calculating his military merits at the first level, to be honest, in this rush to the city, he actually didn't kill many people.

　　 Compared with the number of first-class military merits, you take the heads of other high-ranking officials headed by the prefect, and the symbolic meaning is actually greater.

　　 At the same time, it will be more convenient for you to go back and brag.

　　 As for how to blow to comply with the Basic Law, Zheng Fan had to discuss with the blind man after he went back.

　　For example: Zheng Shoubei raised four hundred tigers and slaughtered Mianzhou City!

Do not believe?

　　 Look at the adults in that city whose heads were cut off and brought back. The heads of other people were really killed too much, so they didn't take them!

　　 Of course, there is another important reason for letting go of the people in the government office. There is no online media or social software in this era;

Regardless of whether it is a celebrity or a wise prince, they actually need to rely on human mouths to blow, rely on artificial dissemination, Zheng Fan believes that the country of Yan must have its own spy system on the side of Qianguo, plus the cooperation between the two countries The trade is very close, even during wars, it may be difficult to stop the smuggling trade.

and so,

　　 When Zheng Fan left the government office,

　　 thrust the knife in his hand into the floor tile,

Loudly:

　　 "City Breaker-Zheng Fan!"

　　 In order to avoid the homophonic errors made by these human flesh propaganda machines, which would affect their achievements and return to Yan Kingdom, Zheng Fan also deliberately took a writing brush and wrote in his own hand on the pillar at the gate of the government office:

　　 "Dayan Cui Liubao guarding Zheng Fan is here for a visit!"

　　 After finishing the work, he clapped his hands and read it again. In fact, he thought this sentence was a bit old-fashioned, but compared to:

　　 "Reject Huang, refuse to bet, refuse to bet on **** and drugs-Dayan Cui Liubao police station announced"

　　 Zheng Fan still thinks the former is better.

　　Something happened, Zheng Fan waved his hand:

　　 "Withdraw!"

　　 Enter the city, enter the mansion, and then gather the team to go out again along the north gate that came in. In fact, everything happened very quickly.

　　 Zheng Fan couldn't give this city time to react, and at the same time, he couldn't give other nearby army troops a chance to react.

　　 In the final analysis, they are now more than 300 people;

　　 Moreover, even if the people of Qianguo have given Zheng Fan a lot of confidence, Zheng Fan still would not naively think that all the troops in Qianguo are as unbearable as this.

　　 If this is the case, then Zheng Fan really doesn't plan to go back, all the way south, go to Beijing, burn the country's ancestral temple, and capture the three Yang sisters alive!

　　 Now, the next task is to go back safely.

　　 The waves have passed, and the play has been played. The pornographic gambling, drug, and two were swept by himself.

　　 At the moment, going back safely and safely is the number one priority. After all, the person who laughs last laughs best.

　　 Before leaving,

　　 at the gate of the city,

　　 Zheng Fan sat on horseback,

　　 looked back at this city,

　　 He feels that he should say something at this time and leave a sentence, otherwise it would be boring and boring if there is no sentence of his own words to embellish his behavior today after the history textbooks of later generations record his behavior.

　　 thought for ten seconds,

　　 Zheng Fan slowly said:

　　 "Farewell, a city with only one man..."

　　 Yijing,

　　 mockery,

　　Forced,

　　 position,

　　 has it all.

　　Zheng Fan was very satisfied with this sentence, but it was a pity that Liang Cheng had a lot of bad skills in flattering. If Xue San or a blind man were here, rainbow farts would definitely have come.

　　 In the entire city of Mianzhou, except for the old man with a gun who was going retrograde, the rest of the people basically had their backs to their swordsmen.

　　 But,

　　 One person seemed to be dissatisfied,

　　 And,

　　 It seems that he also intends to use practical actions to express his dissatisfaction.

　　 above,

　　 upstairs,

　　 A man with disheveled hair appeared,

　　 his hands,

　　 is holding a crossbow.

　　 No one knows when he appeared on the tower, and even no one expected that there would be people on the north gate,

　　 And,

　　 This person is still planning to resist.

　　 Even if the aggressor is leaving, he can actually survive, but he still has to resist, he still has to fight back, and he has to do something with the aggressor, even at the cost of his life.

　　 Liang Cheng saw the crossbow arrow, and there were other barbarians around saw the crossbow arrow. They started to move. Some opened their bows and some were ready to ride their horses to the tower, while others moved closer to Zheng Fan to protect Zheng Fan.

　　 But all in all,

　　 It’s too late,

　　 "Om!"

　　 Crossbow arrows,

　　 has been shot,

　　 hit Zheng Fan's chest straight.

"boom!"

　　 Zheng Fan fell off the horse and hit the ground.

"kill him!"

　　 Liang Cheng issued an order, and a group of brutal soldiers rushed back.

　　……

　　 After shooting the crossbow arrow, Sun Jianming immediately retracted his head, and a series of arrows flew past the wall above his head. He didn't care, but silently re-wound the crossbow.

　　He didn't choose to escape, because he was alone in the city gate building. There were obviously many people in this city, but he didn't have anything to help.

　　His father died outside. Through the gap in the door when the door was closed, he saw and saw his father's head, which was cut high and high.

　　 But the gate of the city was not closed after all.

　　 But, in fact, it makes no difference whether it is closed or not. Everyone just flees and no one organizes the gate. After you close it, you can slowly climb the wall.

　　 Sun Jianming has always felt that his old mind is a bit rigid, and the reputation of the old Sun’s Liangjun double-headed gun is actually very loud in his grandfather’s generation.

　　His father inherited the inheritance of the double-headed gun, enlisted in the army, and was an eighth-rank martial artist, but his official position was never visible.

If it weren’t for the Southwest Chieftain who had launched a rebellion during the reign of the first emperor, his father’s department had been transferred to the Southwest Ping Rebellion. That's it, the city school lieutenant.

　　 Oh, even though he was getting old, he was demoted to the captain of the city tour.

　　 But at least, he can dream when his dad is beautiful.

　　Sun Jianming can't bear hardship and has no talent for practicing martial arts, so he always wanted to learn how to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, calligraphy, calligraphy and poetry, and spray himself with a bit of literary spirit.

　　 In the future, holding the thigh of a senior official, mixing the image of a Confucian general, and having his father behind to protect him, his career will definitely be much better.

　　Sun Jianming knew that in Yan State, military commanders had a very high status, not to mention the Beihou Mansion. All the leading generals below were very hard-hearted in front of civilian officials;

　　 But I have my own national conditions,

　　 In Dagan, the military commander wants to climb up, if he wants to mix well, he has to be the dog of the civil servant.

　　 Even the big soldiers of the frontier army, after entering the capital, had to kneel at the gate of the xianggong's mansion, calling out the lackeys to see him.

　　 You have to look at the mood of the grandparents before deciding whether to see you or not.

　　 Once, the southwest chieftain rebellion eroded the southwest for ten years, and finally put down the rebellion completely by a thorny general;

　　 committed a crime in his early years, his face was tattooed and sent into the army, step by step, relying on military merit to climb up, and finally because of the settling of the great rebellion was able to enter the Privy Council.

　　 Back then, the generals seemed to see that the day when they raised their eyebrows seemed to be really coming. At the distance of the Privy Council, there was actually a place for our generals to stand.

　　 It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. The inspirational idol of all the military commanders of that era, who stood in the Privy Council for less than half a year, was killed by the Nine Clan for being suspected of rebellion.

　　 It was the chief assistant Han Sanggong who hosted this case.

　　 The hope that Daganwu had finally risen up was extinguished, and was poured with a basin of cold water.

　　 Every night when his father drank too much, he would wiping away his tears and miss the stab-faced mate.

　　 After all, his father was also regarded as rebelling with the thorny southwest.

　　 Therefore, Sun Jianming is very practical. He feels that he is not a person with great abilities. Since he is unable to modify the rules, he should adapt to the rules;

　　 He made many literati and visited many civil officials, and tried his best to build his own culture as a military commander.

　　 But his father succeeded in pitting him. He could only be regarded as a dull and unsocialized old father. In the past few years, he seems to have some problems in his mind.

　　 Civil officials, military commanders, civilian officials get rich, military commanders drink the blood of soldiers, after this great work for a hundred years, they have their own civil and military tacit understanding.

His father offended both sides and was banished all the way. Because of his father, he was also frustrated in his career. There is no way. In this era, I pay attention to a hero, a hero, and I have a brain disease. There is a high probability that this son is also not good .

　　 thought of this,

　　 A smile appeared on the corner of Sun Jianming’s mouth.

　　 He always felt that his father was confused, and when he was old, he would admit death and commit stubbornness!

　　 But it turns out that his father is right,

　　 Yanren,

　　 The **** thing is really here!

　　 A long time ago, his father had told him that when the thorn-faced Xianggong took them to counter the rebellion in the southwest, he said:

　　 The Southwest Chieftain Rebellion, regardless of its momentum, will not be a climate in the end. The real threat is the Yan people, who have fought against the barbarians for hundreds of years with the power of a country!

　　 Therefore, his father pays attention to the news of Yan State every year, especially the news of the Hou Mansion in Beifeng County, from his friends, from the court, and from the caravan.

　　 A few years ago, there was often news about which tribe had been defeated by the Barbarian Mansion and which tribe had been destroyed by the Zhenbeihou Mansion. His father frowned.

　　 In these years, there has been very little news of this kind, and even almost disappeared. His father's brows have been locked even harder.

　　 He smiled and asked his father, isn’t it a good thing?

　　 His father sighed and said:

　　Before, although Zhenbei Houfu had been winning battles, it at least proved that the barbarians still dared to call out, dared to bark their teeth and dare to test;

　　 In the past few years, the war has been basically inaudible, which proves that the barbarians have been cleaned up and obeyed.

　　 Once the barbarians are compliant,

　　 Yanren's hands can be freed up.

　　 Sun Jianming tilted his head and glanced down.

　　 On the steps downstairs, brutal soldiers have already come up.

　　 Isn’t that right, Dad, Yan Ren is not only freed up, it seems that Yan Ren seems to have already subdued the barbarians, those who wear Yan Ren armor, this **** Yan Ren is clearly a barbarian!

　　 Sun Jianming moved his body, took a deep breath, and raised the crossbow arrow again.

　　 He actually didn't know why he didn't leave. He had actually been rushed away by the soldiers who had rushed into the city, but he had returned in a ghostly manner.

　　 In the small warehouse upstairs, there are actually a lot of crossbows, at least there are still a few kinds of goods, but no one uses them.

　　 He took a crossbow and sat against the wall.

　　 He doesn't know if his father has gone to heaven now. It is estimated that he hasn't died for a long time, and he shouldn't have time to go to heaven to bless himself.

　　 But I still ran into the Yan army leaving the city.

　　Straight girl thief,

　　 These swallows are like three to four hundred riders!

　　 But in this city, there are more than thousands of people who can hold weapons?

　　 A huge sense of absurdity struck Sun Jianming’s heart,

　　 Then the anger in my heart grew stronger.

　　 In the whole city, his father was alone, and he took the ancestral double-headed gun and ran into the Yan people, but wherever...

Ugh.

at this time,

　　 A figure sprang out,

　　 "Om!"

　　 Sun Jianming pulled the trigger without hesitation.

　　 Crossbow Arrow shot past, but it hit the door panel.

　　 It turned out that the leading barbarian blocked a wall panel on the ground as a shield.

　　 The crossbow arrow actually penetrated half of the wallboard, but after losing its strength, it failed to penetrate the armor of the brutal soldier.

　　 It was too late to rewind the string again, and the brutal soldiers charged from behind.

　　Sun Jianming picked up the knife and slashed forward.

"boom!"

　　 was just a face-to-face encounter, and the knife in Sun Jianming's hand was blocked in the collision, his wrist tightened, and the knife fell on the ground.

　　 then,

　　 Three or four weapon blades slashed directly on him, knocking it to the ground.

　　 There is no earth-shattering battle, there is no fight between you and me, and there is no bravery to pull a few backs before you die,

　　 myself,

　　 in front of these brutal soldiers,

　　 is as weak as a little quail.

　　 While dying,

　　Sun Jianming regrets a bit,

　　 I regret that I obviously have a father who was an eighth-grade martial artist,

　　 has been devoting most of his energy to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting,

　　 In the end, he, the boy of the general, was not even able to hold the knife securely.

　　His father, he has gone, he should go too.

　　 Fortunately,

　　 I finally seized the opportunity,

　　The person who shot the other party's lead shot to death.

　　 That guy actually rode out alone and stood under the tower in a daze.

Ha ha,

　　 fool, he is!

　　……

　　 "Lord? Lord? Lord?"

　　 "Cough cough cough..."

　　 Zheng Fan coughed, and when he fell off the horse, his entire back hit the ground, plus the weight of his armor, the fall was really not light.

　　 "Lord, don't move, I will help you get the arrow."

　　 Liang Cheng is a zombie physique, so he can leave the tip of the gun in his body and wait for it to be free before handling it, but Zheng Fan is not.

　　 The crossbow arrow hit Zheng Fan's heart. If it is handled carelessly, Zheng Fan's life is likely to be endangered.

　　 Zheng Fan shook his head, reached out his hand and grabbed the crossbow bolt stuck in his armor, and drew out the crossbow bolt without waiting for Liang Cheng to stop him.

　　 "click..."

　　 The expected splash of blood did not appear, Zheng Fan sat up slowly, taking care of himself.

　　 shook his head and said:

　　 "I'm fine."

　　 Talking, Zheng Fan began to untie his armor, reached in and took out a stone from it.

　　 smiled,

　　 "You know what, before leaving, the blind man told me that I should stop taking him with me. Fortunately, I didn't listen to him."

　　儿, you saved my father's life again!

　　 After finishing speaking, Zheng Fan coughed a few more times.

　　 At this time, the group of barbarians who went up had already brought down Sun Jianming's head.

　　 deserves to be the character who founded X-teacher 404 in the comics,

　　 The brainwashing effect is indeed very powerful,

　　 The feelings of these barbarians towards Zheng Fan are deep-seated fears, and at the same time they have extremely strong attachments.

　　 They are extremely angry about the Qianguo people who almost killed their master.

　　 "Master, take his head back and let San Ye cut his head into a bowl for drinking!"

　　 several barbarians suggested like this.

　　 In their hearts, Xue San, who once performed "Take your skull as a bowl messenger" in front of them, his punishment is the cruelest in the world, and even his soul cannot be rested after death.

　　 "No need."

　　 Zheng Fan shook his head. In the final analysis, it was his own reason. Why did he run out of the queue and stand downstairs in a daze?

　　 It's still too smooth, I feel slack in my heart.

　　 However, I was slapped in the face as soon as I said it. I said that this is a city with only one man, so the second man came out immediately.

　　 However, there are only two.

　　 Zheng Fan turned on his horse and signaled that he was okay. The others also got on the horse. Everyone first went to the **** where they had rested.

A tomb was standing there. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com buried the body of the old man with a gun. There were some stones on it. As for the inscriptions, the conditions were not allowed, and the other was too difficult for the group. The level of education of the brutal soldiers.

　　 As for the remains of the remaining barbarians who died, they were not buried, because Zheng Fan's request was to take their remains back with them.

　　 "Can you turn them into zombies?" Zheng Fan asked Liang Cheng.

　　 "Not yet, but in the future, it should be possible." Liang Cheng replied like this.

　　 "Then take their remains back and save them well."

"Ok."

　　 "You, give me that head."

　　 Zheng Fan pointed at a brutal soldier, and the brutal soldier immediately stepped forward and handed Sun Jianming's head to Zheng Fan.

　　 "Hey, this is not to look at you."

　　Sun Jianming's eyes are still open.

　　 Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and wiped it, but failed to close the opponent's eyes.

　　 Zheng Fan knows some scientific explanations for this phenomenon. It is estimated that the eyelid muscles lose tension and the eye clefts are enlarged and the eyes cannot be closed.

　　 However, Zheng Fan did not intend to take his head back. Instead, he walked to the grave and placed Sun Jianming's head next to the grave.

　　 "The two of you are bringing you, here, let's be a company, I guess you will have some common language."

　　 finished speaking,

　　 Zheng Fan looked up again at Mianzhou City in the distance.

　　 turned around,

　　 ordered:

　　 "Let's go back!"

　　 A crowd of cavalry drove to the horse and disappeared into the night.

　　 The evening breeze blew across the grave,

　　 Besides, there is only deep silence.

　　 And those headed eyes,

　　 closed slowly...