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Chapter 602 The Sorrow of the Central Plains

When Zeng Yunfeng's army entered the city, he rode on his horse and looked at the place where the fire that had been extinguished in the distance had now turned into wisps of fine smoke, and gradually began to disappear.

Bianliang City in Tokyo, a prosperous capital for hundreds of years, is now devastated and full of dead bodies. Some people have empty eyes and numbly digging something in the ruins, just like a walking dead.

Li Ying looked at this scene, without feeling sad, "Prosperity, the people are suffering. Death, the people are suffering!" After speaking, he looked up to the sky and sighed, not wanting the tears to fall from his eyes.

The number of people who died on this street is too many to count, and the corpses of Jin Jun and Song Jun are lying all over the street, with blood squeaking under their feet.

A big man walked up to Zeng Yunfeng's horse from a distance, wiped the blood on his face, exposing his beard with black scabs and said boldly, "Today is really a pleasure to kill. These golden dogs all grinned when they met the Sajia. Don't even dare to fart."

This person is none other than Hua Monk Lu Zhishen. Now he is wearing a general's attire and Wu Song's iron wrist armor, which makes him even taller. He will not give in to him in the past. Li Ying next to him takes a look at Lu Zhishen. Today, Lu Zhishen is fat and tall abnormal.

Don't think that the military generals in ancient times must be in the same state as the muscular men of today, and they are all full of tendons, but this is not the case.

Most of the generals with cold weapons in ancient times were fat, and their height and weight exceeded ordinary people. The strength and speed of their weapons wielding far exceeded ordinary people.

Especially the defense against blunt weapons is higher than that of ordinary people, and the damage to internal organs is also lighter than that of ordinary people. Only such generals can live long on the battlefield. If the generals are all skinny like hemp Like a pole, a hammer will definitely rupture the internal organs, and even the best armor can't stop such attacks several times.

At this time, another tall figure covered in blood also came over, it was Wu Song without a doubt, these two men who looked like iron towers stood one on the left and one on the right in front of Zeng Yunfeng's horse, with a menacing aura.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the two of them and said, "Has the palace been taken down?" Wu Song fell silent suddenly, with bursts of anger surging on his face.

Lu Zhishen answered from the side, "These golden dogs are really not a damn thing. The palace was taken down, but the palace is full of the corpses of maids and maids, all of them are naked, and some of them are naked. It's a mess, it's a golden dog and a bunch of fucking beasts."

Li Ying next to him sighed, if Zeng Yunfeng hadn't come too late, he felt that these people could still be saved.

At this time, Yang Zai rushed to Zeng Yunfeng excitedly and said, "Your Majesty!" Zeng Yunfeng turned his head and glanced at it, but he still asked, "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, what should we do with the more than [-] captured Jin soldiers?" Zeng Yunfeng glanced at Yang Zaixing and said, "Do I have the habit of keeping prisoners?"

Yang Zaixing turned around and prepared to deal with these people. Zeng Yunfeng said suddenly, "Wait a minute, these golden soldiers will be brought back to Liaodong. These people may be useful."

Gongsun Shengsun of Ruyunlong next to him shrank his pupils slightly. He had already guessed what Chai Jin was going to do.

At this time, a group of soldiers and horses were walking in panic on a road far away from Bianliang, Tokyo, but all the soldiers were downcast.

These people are none other than the army led by Jin Wushu, and some women in these teams who are dressed in gorgeous but messy clothes are following in the middle of the army, one by one tied their hands like slaves, Pairs of the royal family of the Zhao family walked in the middle of the road in frustration. Behind them were some senior officials in coarse linen clothes, and some people with numb eyes and calluses on their fingers.

Jin Wushu flicked his horsewhip with a displeased face, looking at the group of descendants of the Zhao family behind him who made him feel at a loss, his anger surged, "Military teacher, what's the use of bringing these people out? Leave the gold and silver, we don't want them now. Leaving Bianliang City in Tokyo in a hurry, I brought these people, this group of people, what can this group of people do?"

The military adviser said, "Fourth prince, don't worry, there are only two people, one of whom is the emperor of the Song court, and the other is the Supreme Emperor. The value of these emperors of the Song court alone is like the essence of a country. The value of the city is much higher.”

The fourth prince, Jin Wushu, sneered disdainfully and said, "It's not their son Zhao Gou or anyone else who occupies Bianliang City in Tokyo now. He has nothing to do with the Zhao family at all. He is Chai Jin, Chai Jin, a wolf boy." Son, how could it be possible to redeem the two of them from us at a high price."

The military adviser shook his head and said, "Fourth prince, your thinking is too simple, do you know who is Chai Jin's biggest enemy?"

Fourth Prince Jin Wushu shook his head.

"Chai Jin's biggest enemy is not us, but the Zhao Dynasty behind the Central Plains. The Zhao family took over the Chai family. Now there are still many loyal ministers on the land of the Song Dynasty. For example, we had to kill them in Bianliang City, Tokyo. Those people who are dying are spitting at us. These people are honored to be loyal to the king. Wen died to remonstrate with Wu to fight to the death. Nowadays, there are not a few people who died for Zhao Ji's children. People, then at least we can have the biggest negotiation with Chai Jin, let them dog eat dog, but it is easier than our own end, if you hold the gold and silver, it will not be of much use."

Jin Wushu doesn't quite agree with the military adviser's words. These emperors are just two counselors to him, and they are useless at all. If these two people are powerful, they won't be able to break through Tokyo's Bianliang City by themselves. He never imagined that the emperor of Song Ting was so virtuous. Before he came, he had some respect for the emperor of the Central Plains, but now these two people are not worthy of being emperor in his heart.

"Even if these two emperors are useless, these books and craftsmen are what my Dajin needs most. We can't make cannons and eight-ox crossbows. Doesn't the fourth prince want to fight face to face with Chai Jin? Chai Jin If Jin didn't have these things, why would we Jin people be afraid of them!" The military master narrowed his eyes.

In Jin Wushu's mind, he recalled those days when he was dominated by bed crossbows and cannons, his brave brothers were torn to pieces right beside him but he had no power to resist, thinking that he would have these things one day in the future He was full of strength, Jin Wushu looked at the military division and nodded heavily.

The imperial palace in Bianliang City, Tokyo had already been swept away by Zeng Yunfeng's soldiers, and now some court ladies and internal officials who had escaped the catastrophe knelt at Zeng Yunfeng's feet.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at an internal official and said, "You should know me."

The internal official nodded, "Tell me, who has been robbed by the golden men in this palace."

The internal officer lowered his head and said, "The Supreme Emperor, Your Majesty."

Wu Song next to him gave him a cold look, "Huh?" A cold snort came from his nasal cavity.

"It's the Zhao family, it's Zhao Ji and Zhao Ji's son Zhao Huan." The internal officer spoke with his tongue curled up, and his mouth started to circle around.
Zeng Yunfeng stopped Wu Song with a wave of his hand, "Let him say, he's said it fluently, the emperor is still a noble concubine, or the prince is too emperor, what's the big deal, keep talking."

The internal officer seemed to be pardoned, he really didn't dare to open his eyes to look at that ferocious general, the blood on the general's skirt was still clotted with blood, and he knew that it might be someone's belly when he looked at it a piece of skin.

At this time, another person hurried into the hall and knelt at Zeng Yunfeng's feet. Zeng Yunfeng glanced at the fat man and said, "You are Zhang Bangchang."

Zhang Bangchang wiped the absent sweat from his forehead and said, "I am Zhang Bangchang next."

Zeng Yunfeng patted him on the shoulder and said, "You have no way to go now, I will show you a way, are you willing to go!"

Zhang Bangchang opened his eyes and looked at Zeng Yunfeng, full of confusion. Zeng Yunfeng smiled and explained, "Now that you return to Song Ting, do you know what will happen to you?"

Sweat dripped from Zhang Bangchang's forehead in an instant, Zeng Yunfeng walked around the entire Daqing Palace with his hands behind his back, and then stepped up the steps of the throne, but the sound came from afar, falling into Zhang Bangchang's ears like thunder.

"It's not an exaggeration to punish you, a member of the Nine Clans!"

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