A Japanese sword flashed through the air and chopped on the iron armor.

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

The man will flash past the bayonet, and there is another stab on the edge.

Seeing that the most powerful mob was picked on the ground by bayonets, Fang Xing said: "personal martial courage can only boost morale, but in front of the cooperation of firearms and tacit understanding, these are flowers in the water and moon in the well."

The scene was full of corpses. The people on both sides looked at the scene quietly and didn't know what they were thinking.

"This is a premeditated rebellion!"

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

His round face was full of anger. He stood in front of the crowd and said, "these people are civilians, but how did they come here? How did they become bloodthirsty monsters? It's because someone is bewitching!"

The people gradually raised their heads and looked at their private envy.

This former smuggler, scum who colluded with the Pirates of the Ming Dynasty, has now changed into a left political participant of the Yingzhou chief envoy's department.

"Those people didn't dare to appear in public, so they bewitched the civilians to make trouble, kill and loot. What do they want to do?"

Three times the voice was loud, and then the dead woman and scholar were carried out. Scholars are better, and most women are miserable.

"Look at those poor people."

Three times of grief and indignation said: "what are the people behind them for? They want to enslave you again! Let you become Dalits again and pay the taxes that make you unbearable!"

Those people gradually showed the color of sudden enlightenment. When Fang woke up, he nodded. Someone came to Sanfan and said, "uncle has orders, do it!"

Looking up at the back of the crowd three times, he said ferociously, "those people are very bold and dare to watch this tragedy here. What do their hearts do? Ah!"

Suddenly the crowd turned around and no one faced it three times.

"Catch them!"

With three sharp drinks, a group of sergeants rushed into the crowd.

"Master, go!"

A man suddenly turned around, then took a short blade from his arms and met the sergeants.

Heng Er sighed and said, "Why are you in a hurry?"

He turned back slowly and saw his loyal servant beheaded by a man.

The long knife tilted to the ground, and the blood trickled slowly.

"Horizontal two?"

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

Heng Er walked slowly and said, "your dream won't last long. After all, this is our place. We..."

He held his belly in his hands, suddenly stumbled, and the blood gradually dyed his clothes red.

He looked at the people around him. He didn't see sympathy or sadness. He was all excited.

He looked at Fang Xing, who was walking towards him, and said, "you are a butcher. Your descendants will be brought down by the gods and become slaves forever..."

"You want to annoy 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 previous days."

Fang Xing slowly looked around for a week, and the people were excited.

"Will you?"

Fang Xing asked.

"No!"

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

Those eyes were hot. If Fang Xing had not been surrounded by people, they would have dared to run over and worship.

The original gods were pulled down from the altar by Fang Xing, and the people who lost their spiritual support had to find other consolation.

The conquerors of Yingzhou, the great Ming xinghebo and the Jingguan demon God, these titles make people feel numb, but also let these people find their own gods.

Horizontal two slowly knelt on the ground, looked up hard at these worship, said with a bitter smile: "this is just the weak worship the strong, not for a long time."

"Yes, but Daming will last long."

Fang Xing said, and then pointed to Heng er's back.

"Kneel down!"

Heng er's companions knelt slowly on the ground. Someone was singing. The singing was graceful and gradually sad.

"Uncle, it's a song for missing your hometown."

Fang woke up, nodded and said, "those old nobles are not willing to be lonely. They want to appear in front of everyone again, so let them be fulfilled."

Chen Jie no longer objects. Now he knows Fang Yingzhou's purpose.

"Beheading!"

Fang Xing turned around, arched his hands on both sides, smiled, and was surrounded by the sergeants.

"Your descendants will be slaves for generations!"

Heng er's knife for suicide is shorter, so he can't die at the moment. Instead, he is suffering from severe pain. Life is better than death.

"You irritated me."

Fang Xing frowned and turned back and said, "well, your hope is too ardent. I'll help you. Come on."

"Uncle!"

Sanfan is like the best servant, appearing behind Fang Xing in time.

Fang Xing nodded to Heng ER and said, "all their families are slaves!"

After Fang woke up and left, he said, "do you think being a slave is a good thing? Heng Er, you will cry for your children and grandchildren underground and regret it!"

"You are a rebel!"

Heng er said the last sentence and was kicked in the mouth by a sergeant.

"Xing He Bo, you came to Yingzhou to clear up future troubles?"

Chen Jie thinks he is a pig. Fang Xing is so busy that he doesn't have time to go around Yingzhou.

And the king of Han didn't come, which shows that Fang Xing's trip is urgent.

What is an emergency in Yingzhou?

Silver mine!

But the silver mine is the top priority of the chief envoy and the garrison, and no one will neglect it.

Those people were looking at Fang Xing. When his eyes turned, they timidly lowered their heads.

No one dared to look at him.

"In recent years, there has been continuous innovation, and the Central Plains has a strong tendency. Ben Bo ordered to go out of Beijing. First, he escorted his Highness the king of Han to Huazhou, and second, he came to clean up Daming's overseas places. Only after cleaning up can he welcome guests!"

Chen Jie was at least a feudal official, and he was still overseas, so he said very sensitively, "but are you going to prepare for the war? Tessi or Harley?"

"Tessie will be defeated. Their navy is almost completely destroyed. Even if shipbuilding can keep up, sailors need constant practice. They won't be Daming's main opponents at present."

Chen Jie's heart was filled with awe. He thought of the continuous actions of the imperial court in the past two years. It can be imagined how much pressure the emperor and Fang Xing had borne.

But in this case, they are still preparing to go to war with the Hari people. This is

"Xinghebo, the time is not good."

Chen Jie advised: "there have been many disturbances in the Ming Dynasty in recent years. I think we should cultivate students and raise interest. After all parties are stable, we can talk about the expedition again."

Fang Xing shook his head. There was a cry of surprise behind him.

This is the beginning of beheading.

Fang woke up and looked at the distance. His eyebrows seemed melancholy, but more excited.

"This matter can be suppressed, but it needs diplomatic reconciliation. Daming even needs to make various gestures to reassure them, otherwise it will be in vain."

Diplomatic reconciliation is difficult, especially when both sides recognize the other as their great enemy.

"In those days, the hero of old King Harry bowed to Daming, but Emperor Wen was not deceived by him. Later, he tore off his mask and went on an expedition to overthrow the country. Unfortunately, he died on the road."

Seeing that Fang woke up and sighed, Chen Jie said, "if there is a war, it must be a river of blood..."

"A lot of blood!"

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

"It's like a river..."

"Look at the next one. It's going to be beheaded!"

"What a river of blood!"