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Chapter 2505 What a river of blood!

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    A Japanese sword flashed through the air, and then struck the armor.

    The sergeant looked up at his desperate opponent and stabbed him conveniently.

    That person was about to dodge the bayonet, and someone next to him stabbed him.

    Seeing the most powerful mob being stabbed on the ground with a bayonet, Fang Xing said: "Individual bravery can only boost morale, but in the face of firearms and tacit cooperation, these are just flowers in the water and moon in the well."

    The scene was full of corpses, and the people on both sides looked at this scene quietly, not knowing what they were thinking.

    "This is a premeditated conspiracy!"

    He appeared three times. He is the most famous local in Yingzhou and holds a high position.

    His round face was full of anger, and he stood in front of the crowd and said: "These people are civilians, but why are they here? How did they become bloodthirsty monsters? That's because someone is bewitching!"

    The people gradually raised their heads and looked at Sanfan, who they were secretly envious of.

    This former smuggler, a scumbag who colluded with Ming pirates, has now transformed into a left-wing political advisor of the Yingzhou Chief Envoy.

    "Those people didn't dare to show their faces, so they conned civilians to make trouble, kill people, and rob. What do they want to do?"

    Sanfan¡¯s voice was loud, and at this moment the dead woman and scholar were carried out.  Scholars are better off, but most of the women are miserable.

    "Look at those poor people."

    "What are those people behind the scenes? They want to enslave you again! Let you become untouchables again and pay the taxes that make you overwhelmed!"

    The common people gradually showed signs of enlightenment. When Fang Xing saw him, he nodded. Someone walked up to San Fan and said, "Uncle, I have an order, take action!"

    Sanfan looked up at the back of the crowd and said ferociously: "Those people are so bold and dare to watch this tragedy here. What are their hearts made of? Ah!"

    Immediately the crowd turned around and no one faced him again.

    "Catch them!"

    With repeated shouts, a group of sergeants rushed into the crowd.

    "Master, let's go!"

    A man suddenly turned around, took out a short blade from his arms, and went to face the sergeants.

    Heng Er sighed and said, "Why are you so anxious?"

    He slowly turned around, just in time to see his loyal servant being beheaded by a man.

    The long knife pointed diagonally at the ground, and blood slowly dripped.

    "Heng Er?"

    The man was Xin Chao. He stared at Heng Er coldly and said, "Your dream is broken."

    Heng Er walked over slowly and said, "Your dreams will not last long. This is our place after all. We"

    He hugged his abdomen with both hands, suddenly staggered, and the blood gradually dyed his clothes red.

    He looked at the people around him and saw no sympathy or sadness, only excitement.

    He looked at Fang Xing, who was approaching, and said, "You are a butcher. Your descendants will be plagued by disasters from the gods and will be slaves forever"

    "You want to anger me?"

    Fang Xing shook his head slightly and said, "You represent the old nobles who want to enslave the people. Look at them, who is willing to go back to the old days."

    Fang Xing slowly looked around. The people were very excited.

    "Are you willing?"

    Fang Xing asked.

    "I don't want to!"

    The sound is not neat, but it reflects the authenticity of these wishes.

    Those eyes were blazing. Looking at that look, if Fang Xing wasn't surrounded by people, they would have dared to run over and worship him.

    The original god was pulled down from the altar by Fang Xing, and the people who lost their spiritual support had to look for other comforts.

    And the conquerors of Yingzhou, Da Mingxing He Bo, and Jingguan Demon God, these series of titles not only make people's scalp numb, but also allow these people to find their own gods.

    Heng Er slowly knelt on the ground, looked up at the worshipers with difficulty, and said with a wry smile: "This is just the weak worshiping the strong, and it won't last long."

    "Yes, but Ming Dynasty will last forever."

    Fang Xing said, then pointed behind Heng Er.

    "Kneel down!"

    Heng Er¡¯s companions slowly knelt on the ground, and someone was singing. The singing was graceful and gradually sad.

    "Uncle, this is a ditty about missing my hometown."

    Fang Xing nodded and said, "Those oldThe nobles are not willing to be left alone. They want to appear in front of everyone again, so let them do it.  "

    Chen Jie no longer objected. At this moment, he already knew Fang Xingying¡¯s purpose.

    "Behead!"

    Fang Xing turned around, then cupped his hands to both sides, smiled, and left surrounded by the sergeants.

    "Your descendants will be slaves for generations!"

    The knife Heng Er used to commit suicide was a little short, so he couldn't die at this moment. Instead, he was suffering from severe pain, and life was worse than death.

    "You pissed me off."

    Fang Xing frowned and turned around, "Okay, your hopes are too ardent, then I'll fulfill your wish, come on."

    "Uncle!"

    San Fan is like the best slave, appearing behind Fang Xing in time.

    Fang Xing nodded to Heng Er and said, "All their family members are slaves!"

    Sanfan saw the joy, and after Fang Xing turned around and left, he said, "Do you think being a slave is a good thing? Heng Er, you will cry underground for your descendants and regret it!"

    "You are a rebel!"

    Heng Er said the last sentence, and then he was kicked in the mouth by a sergeant.

    "Uncle Xinghe, you came to Yingzhou just to eliminate future troubles?"

    Chen Jie felt that he was a pig. Fang Xing was so busy that he never had time to visit Yingzhou.

    "And the King of Han didn't come, which means that Fang Xing's trip was to deal with urgent matters.

    What is the emergency in Yingzhou?

    Silver mine!

    But the silver mine is the top priority of the Chief Envoy and the garrison, and no one will ignore it.

    Those people were looking at Fang Xing, and when he turned his eyes away, they timidly lowered their heads.

    No one dared to look at him.

    "In recent years, there have been constant innovations, and the Central Plains has become quite unstable. I have been ordered to leave the capital, firstly to escort the Han Dynasty to Huazhou, and secondly to clean up Ming Dynasty's overseas places. Only after they are cleaned up can we welcome the guests!  "

    Chen Jie is a feudal official after all, and he is also overseas, so he said very sensitively: "But are we ready for a war? Taixi or Hallie?"

    "The Taixi will be defeated, and their navy will be almost wiped out. Even if the shipbuilding can keep up, the sailors need constant training. They will not be the main opponent of the Ming Dynasty."

    Chen Jie's heart trembled. Thinking of the continuous big actions in the past two years, one can imagine how much pressure the emperor and Fang Xing have endured.

    But under this situation, they are still preparing to go to war with the Harlequins. This is

    "Uncle Xinghe, the timing is not good."

    Chen Jie advised: "There have been many internal turmoils in the Ming Dynasty in the past few years. I believe that we should cultivate our health and rest until all parties are settled before discussing the conquest."

    Fang Xing shook his head. This was the exclamation coming from behind him.

    This is the beginning of beheading.

    Fang Xing looked into the distance, his eyebrows seemed a little melancholy, but he was more excited.

    "This matter can be suppressed, but it requires diplomatic mediation. Ming Dynasty even needs to make various gestures to reassure them, otherwise it will be in vain."

    Diplomatic reconciliation is difficult, especially when both sides believe that the other is their enemy.

    "Back then, King Harie was a hero, but he bowed to the Ming Dynasty. Emperor Kewen was not deceived by him. Later, he tore off his mask and went on an expedition to conquer the country. Unfortunately, he died on the road."

    Seeing that Fang Xing was sighing, Chen Jie said: "If there is a war, there will definitely be a river of blood"

    ¡°There¡¯s so much blood!¡±

    "It's squirting out! It's so high!"

    "They are all like small rivers"

    ¡°Look at the next one, he¡¯s going to be beheaded!¡±

    ¡°It¡¯s really a river of blood!¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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