"My anger hurts me, my anger hurts me."
Moss's beastly howl resounded through the hall, echoing like arrows through the courtyard.
Click!
"Ouch!"
A pet wolf kept in Moss's captivity let out a scream. Unable to withstand the roar of Moss' inner power, his chest and abdomen exploded, blood vomited from his mouth, and he fell down.
Only then did Moss wake up from his madness.
Looking at the main hall, the civil servants were lying on their knees, and the generals were covering their chests, with blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.
Maung Le's mouth was bleeding: "Profusely sweat, you can't show off your power anymore. We can't bear it anymore. We can't bear it anymore."
"Wow yeah."
Moss's face was ashen: "Korupan, you loser, you have arranged an army of 800,000 for you, 600,000 died in battle, and 200,000 surrendered. This is my trump card army, and you are like this Squandered, damn it, damn it. Someone, break the Korupan into pieces."
Maung Le said timidly: "Back to the Great Khan, Korupan has been killed in the battle. His body was chopped into pieces. How can the car be torn apart?"
"Dead? Huh, if he dies well, he deserves to die."
Moss bared his teeth and said, "Even if he dies, we can't give him any advantage. Korupan ruined my wife Ben, how can we let it go like this! Come here, kill all the Korupan family, leaving no one behind." ."
"Ah? This..." Maangle was confused: "Great Khan, you must not do this..."
boom!
Moss kicked Maungle away with a kick: "What is absolutely impossible? The Korupan family must be slaughtered. Maungle, if you dare not obey, I will massacre your whole family first."
Maung Le was so frightened that he quickly kowtowed: "Stop the anger of the Great Khan, I will immediately pass on the order to massacre the entire family of Korupan, massacre the entire family of Korupan."
"etc!"
Moss stopped Maung Le again: "Who are the 200,000 surrendered troops? I will slaughter all the 200,000 tribesmen who surrendered."
Maangle trembled when he heard it: "Yes..."
Moss roared: "Why don't you tell me quickly?"
Maangle said: "I don't know..."
He hesitated and didn't dare to say anything.
Afraid that Moss would turn into a beast again.
Moss was furious: "You are in charge of the intelligence system, but you don't even know who surrendered. Do you deserve to die?"
This time, Maangle was scared to death.
He hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Calm down the Great Khan. I know who surrendered. They were the subordinates of thirteen generals headed by Kunsu and Lunfang, totaling 200,000 people..."
"What? Kunsu, Lunfang?"
Moss's eyes turned red: "They are all people whom I have entrusted with important responsibilities. Unexpectedly, they actually surrendered. I am angry and angry."
His blood-red eyes stared at Maung Le: "Tell me, how did you know that Kun Su and Lun Fang surrendered?"
"this……"
Maung Le turned pale with fright: "Yes...it's because Kunsu and Lunxiang sent a message to the Khan begging for thieves."
"How dare you call me a thief?"
Moss roared: "Take it out, take out the memorandum against thieves, and show it to me."
"Khan, it's better not to look at it."
"Looking for death! Hurry up and get it."
"Yes, Khan!"
Maungle tremblingly presented Kunsu and Lunfang's pleas against thieves to Moss.
After presenting it, Maangle quickly jumped away and hid behind the pillars with great foresight, covering his ears hard.
Moreover, he also signaled to the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs.
The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs saw it clearly and hurriedly covered his ears and defended himself again.
Moss opened the letters between Kunsu and Lunfang.
Just don’t look at it.
At first glance, I was extremely angry.
"Ouch, ouch... Damn it, damn it."
Moss's violent inner strength burst out uncontrollably, and he lowered his feet and stamped his chest: "How dare you fuck the eighteenth generation of my ancestors, how dare you fuck my sewers, and how dare you call me a eunuch. Wow, Kunsu, Lunfang, you guys You're dead, you're dead. I'm going to crush your bones and spread your ashes..."
This burst of anger was vented, and the hall was filled with murderous and bloodthirsty internal energy.
puff!
The guard next to Moss finally couldn't bear it anymore and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Fell to the ground.
He vomited blood and died.
The civil servants and generals hid far away, covering their ears and regulating their breath.
They were so grateful to Maung Le.
Otherwise, not only will the guards die, but they may not be able to bear it either.
The terrifying roar continued for a while, and Moss finally calmed down from the rage.
He pointed at Maangle and said, "Where did the appeal against thieves come from?"
Maungle responded hastily: "On the street."
"on the street?"
Moss was startled: "Are there only letters from Kun Su, Lun Fang and others on the street?"
Maungle said: "Not only Kunsu and Lunfang, there are hundreds of thousands of letters calling for thieves."
As soon as he said this, Maangle immediately regretted it.
It’s over, you shouldn’t say this.
"What? Hundreds of thousands of letters begging for thieves? Wow, that makes me angry."
Moss could no longer control his temper and ran out like lightning.
He stands on the street.
The ground on the street was fluttering and scattered with messages begging for thieves.
The crowd gathered, picking up letters and pointing at them.
"There are many letters criticizing Moss."
"Yeah, Moss won't survive tonight."
"Mose will die of bedsores."
"Curse Moss to choke to death when he drinks water."
…
Everyone recited it plausibly.
Moss picked up the letter casually, opened it, and felt so angry that his back molars ached.
Looking at it again, I saw that the entire street was full of messages begging for thieves.
terrible.
Moss could no longer control his furious temper and stormed into the crowd.
"Ouch!"
"ah!"
…
How could the common people withstand Moss' violent internal power?
Hundreds of casualties.
The streets were littered with the corpses of ordinary people.
"The great Khan calms down his anger."
Maung Le and the others finally caught up, panting.
Moss killed hundreds of people.
The street that was lively just now suddenly became deserted.
There were only letters all over the floor begging for thieves.
Moss was about to go crazy and pointed at Maung Le angrily: "Go and kill all the thirteen people including Kunsu, Lunfang and so on. No one will be spared."
Maung Le said with a guilty conscience: "Great Khan, I have investigated and found that Kunsu, Lunfang and other thirteen generals' clansmen fled the royal court three days ago."
"Now, these people have returned to the tribe. From my guess, they should be fully armed and ready to defend themselves to the death."
"What?"
Moss's thick lips grinned three feet long: "Okay, it turns out that Kunsu and Lunfang, like Xima, have long had the intention to rebel. Otherwise, how could the clansmen run away completely, ah! Ah! Ah!”
Moss had to kill.
If you don't kill people, it's hard to calm down the hatred in your heart.
"Maungle, go and capture all the people in Korupan, and chop them into meat paste right here."
"yes!"
Maangle did not dare to disobey and went to do it immediately.
An hour later.
More than a thousand Korufan tribesmen were captured.
These are all respectable people.
Moss glared at the Korufans.
The Korufan people knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Great Khan, we are extremely loyal ministers."
"Great Khan, spare our lives, we are loyal to the Great Khan."
"Great Khan, General Korupan is your uncle."
…
There was a lot of crying.
Moss looked at the Korufan tribesmen who were crying bitterly, and laughed ferociously: "Korupan made me lose the battle, deceived me into being miserable, and you still want to live? Kill them, chop them into pieces for me."
