Chapter Ninety-Five Ending

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In the dark and windy night, Hong Dashou, who was fully clothed, took the lead and charged forward. But when he walked through the sentry posts and barriers set up outside the rebel alliance camp with a sword in his hand, all he saw were motionless and stunned corpses strewn across the street.

On these seemingly intact corpses, there was very little blood or no bleeding. Only when you got closer and took a closer look did you find that these patrol sentries had either had their throats severed with a single blow, or had their throats cut at the point of their heads and necks. The harm is that there is an extra bloody hole.

As one of the very few people who had seen with his own eyes, the "immortal" next to him showed his holiness to others; and he survived from serious injuries, and even the broken eyes, legs and feet of his disabled brother were restored to their original state. It's hard not to become that person's most unwavering loyalist and admirer.

Therefore, when the "immortal" told them that someone was needed to take the lead, Hong Dashou volunteered to be the first without hesitation. However, the scene of a deadly battle in which he had to hide in front of the formation and meet in a narrow road and the brave one would win did not appear.

Because that "immortal" appeared in the rebel camp before them. I saw vague figures flashing past in front of me. The archers who were guarding the sentry tower and the small teams patrolling between the fence walls and the horses fell down or fell to the ground dead one after another.

Therefore, the most that these people who came with Hong Dashou could do was to move away the horses, cut down the barriers, fill up traps and ditches, and cover up the large forces that came for the follow-up killings while keeping things as they were. Men and horses, clear enough gaps.

However, as the outer corner of the coalition camp began to fall into silence one after another, there were still suspected fish that slipped through the net. They were shocked and reacted; they quickly climbed up the wall and sounded the first alarm gong; and then He was killed by several approaching bows and arrows.

But in the dark camp, more people and lights were already alerted, and they were gathering towards this place. At this time, the fierce neighing of animals and horses suddenly came from the camp, as well as several rapidly rising fires, and the sound of people spreading panic.

This sudden change has once again diverted the attention of most people. And Hong Dashou already knew that this was the last chance created by the "immortal" for their night attack, so he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and blew a bird whistle.

The next moment, there were several bird whistles that resembled the crow of a night owl. They saw Hong Dashou and others leaping up from the trench where they were hiding, and suddenly threw down the nearest patrolman; before blood spattered, they stabbed, stabbed, and chopped him to the ground.

Then, in the dim light of the campfire, the graceful figures entering the camp were covered up one after another. Many people took out bottles and jars filled with thick kerosene from the wicker baskets carried by others. After lighting a piece of cloth on the fire cage, they threw it between the tents without hesitation.

With the clang of violent impact and shattering, sleeping tents were constantly awakened; and in the sudden spread and rising fire, soldiers, shirtless and barefoot, fled in panic; or they were quickly bombarded. In the fallen burning tent, he screamed and struggled.

And among the screams, slashing, fierce fighting, and screams of people and horses that spread rapidly from the outside inward; under the bright light of the fire, countless soldiers in black armor and gray robes were like gods. Soldiers appeared outside the coalition camp like rain from heaven.

I saw that they, who had been relatively silent and quiet at first, broke out into earth-shaking roars and cheers at this moment; like a black torrent bursting from a dam, they rushed into it along the blazing gap. Like a crushing force, it drowned the coalition soldiers who were running in panic.

So, after the sky started to turn white. Everything in the vast vassal army alliance outside Hengwuzhuang is irreversible, or it can be said that the dust has basically settled.

In the second half of the all-night banquet, Xing Zhi began to chase the musicians and tear off her skirt and shirt in a carnival atmosphere. She was suddenly awakened; but because she was drunk, her hands and feet were soft and her mind was dizzy. She could only be dragged out left and right with bare feet and hair. Chen Dingfan, commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, was also surrounded by heavy siege.

As the two vassals under his command, the Chen family and the Shi family, more than a thousand of the most elite internal guards gathered close together, relying on the walls and buildings of Hengwuzhuang to resist desperately; The characters did not just follow the footsteps of those outside camps.

However, the vast camp composed of those outside the branch families, ministers, vassal officials, tribal chiefs, militiamen and Yi Cong leaders who were leaderless when they were attacked has been completely wiped out. There was only a ruined wall with embers curling around, and there were groups of prisoners collecting corpses under the guard of swords and guns.

The large and small flags representing the Jianguo Guards, the Jingdian Army, the Guardsmen, and the Duke-led vassal soldiers surrounded the remaining enemies in the village like an isolated island. General Ye Jing, who was responsible for the aftermath, also visited the formation in person to inspect and express condolences to Xiao Yuanlian, and reported with a smile on his face:

"Your Excellency, in a battle last night, we defeated at least 30,000 rebels..."

"Among them, more than 3,000 were beheaded, 18,000 were captured, and the rest fled out of control."

"In the camp, mountains of flags, drums, grain, equipment, and money were seized, as well as more than 12,000 cattle and horses."

"Now the Chen family has rebelled against the leader and is trapped in the village, awaiting death day and night. They even asked the residence to issue an order to put an end to the situation in one fell swoop."

"Here comes a new problem." Jiang Tian then looked at the task completion rate in his field of vision, which suddenly increased to "83%", and said to the small round face: "What do you plan to do with them next?"

"If they surrender like this, they will just blame others, ask for the accomplices, and pardon the people who followed them." The little round-faced man hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, but said confidently: "The Shi and Chen tribes will seize their territory. Yes, split the feudal lord's residence and confine it to Beiyuan Capital."

"As for the other families in the chaos." The little round-faced man paused for a moment before saying, "The master is ordered to live in seclusion in the capital, and his descendants will inherit the family; he is also fined a heavy sum of money and food, and at the same time, he sends out vassal soldiers and young men with their own armor. The dry food for the machine is put under the stage to listen to the effect and make up again."

"Yes, my little Yuan has made great progress." Hearing this, Jiang Tian couldn't help but pat his head and said in approval: "At least he understands the principles of differentiation and disintegration and the control of large and small."

"Thank you for the compliment, ancestor," the little round-faced man thought for a while and then continued to plead: "Next, please help me, ancestor."

"Do you want me to help you deal with the remaining enemies in the village?" Jiang Tian couldn't help but smile, "This is no problem, just take it as a reward. You can live or die if you want."

"No, there is no need to rely on the methods of the ancestors here. I believe Hong Dashou and the others are capable of doing the job." The little round face looked at him with some determination and said: "It's just that next, Man'er wants to lead an army to conquer the Shi family. The vassal mansion, to recover those fallen counties and cities, can you please continue to accompany us, ancestor?"

"Okay, this is a good thing." Jiang Tian looked at her with some surprise and admiration and said: "Since Xiao Yuan, you are so determined to take advantage of this victory and continue to become famous and prestige in the northern states, how can I not accompany you? What exactly?"

At this time, someone came forward to report again, but it was the general named Han Wuliu:

"Down here, someone has come out of the village."

But after a moment. The Shi family retainer who had just surrendered and was brought up. After groveling and talking a lot of nonsense, begging for mercy and complaining, he suddenly got angry and faced the little round face in the center, suddenly jumped up and stabbed out a sword. However, it was frozen in the air and could no longer move forward.

Then, in full view of everyone, as if he had hit some invisible barrier, the sword suddenly broke and the man flew out, with blood pouring from his mouth and fell into the dust; then he was stabbed by the surrounding spears, piercing his shoulder. and thighs, and could no longer get up.

And among the surrounding servants, officials, and generals, there were expressions of inexplicable horror and shock. The little round-faced man looked at Ye Jing and others who came to greet and ask for forgiveness and said with some lack of interest:

"Since you are so stubborn, I will ask you to find a way to deal with the people in Zhuangzi. I don't want to see more casualties."

"promise!"

Ye Jing, the general at the rear of the palace, had a particularly solemn expression and responded with a hint of excitement: Because, does this mean that this person with magical skills around him has taken a step closer to trusting him.

Soon after, under the cover of the atmosphere of intensive attack preparations. A small team was mobilized to take prisoners. Under Ye Jing's silent gaze, they quietly escaped back to Hengwuzhuang. At three o'clock in the morning, shouts of killing suddenly rang out in Hengwuzhuang, and fireworks were set off.

After noon, the shouts of killing in Hengwuzhuang gradually subsided. The palace army and the guards who were about to attack suddenly found that the gate of the village, which was blocked by heavy objects, was opened from the inside out. Then, someone pushed out several carts filled with bloody human heads. Then, I saw these blood-stained people abandoning their weapons without hesitation and kneeling beside the door.