Chapter 0116 Kill tens of millions of heads

Zhuo Wufan walked to Xing Tianhu and the two Tianwang battalion commanders with a gloomy face.

"Is it clear?" Zhuo Fan asked.

"Yes, general." Xing Tianhu replied, "These women were secretly captured by them, mostly not locals, and some of them were bought by the exiles, all of which were ready to be sold to Qinhuai. Most of them have been ruined by them."

Zhuo extraordinary nodded, and all these guesses can be almost guessed. Now we need to consider how to deal with these people. But at this time, Song Jian hesitated to see him, and Zhuo Fan thought about it and asked someone to let him go. However, he did not see him directly, but let Xing Tianhu take him in for a while. Naturally, the results of the investigation were also told to him on the way.

"Lord Song, you know the situation inside." Zhuo asked blankly. Song Jian's face in front of him was pale, and his wide robe sleeves could not hide his trembling hands. Obviously, he did not know the situation here.

"General, the subordinate did not expect that this Fuzhuang actually committed such an inalible crime. Please rest assured that the subordinate officials will severely punish the murderer and will never tolerate it!" Song Jian's tone is firm, sincere, and not pretentious at all. Obviously, he is still an official with three consciences. In this world In fact, it is quite rare.

Zhuo Fan nodded, but said, "Well, let's wait for Lord Song to put King Fu in prison. At that time, I will definitely send you a big plaque."

Song Jian was dumbfounded at that time. He wanted to deal with these arrested murderers, but he didn't say that he would do King Fu. Even if he had the courage of an ambitious leopard, he did not have the ability to flirt with the tiger's beard. Not to mention his small governor of a state capital, that is, the governor of a province, it is unlikely that he wanted to be the King of Fu. Let go of the power of King Fu himself, and investigate the vassal king, which is for the imperial edict. Song Jian understood that this was Zhuo extraordinary sarcasm. Obviously, the young general had his own plan on how to deal with these criminals.

Zhuo Fan looked at the tongue-tied Song Zhifu, sneered and said, "I'm joking with you, Lord Song, but these individuals won't bother you."

Song Jian was relieved, but felt wrong and asked, "So, how are you going to deal with these criminals?"

Zhuo Fan did not answer, but said, "Lord Song, is it true that this woman who robbed a good family to force her to prostitute?"

"This seems to be true."

"This ** private prison has killed more than 100 people, right?"

"This is conclusive." Song Jian wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Now the murderous spirit in Zhuo Fan's mouth is getting stronger, and he has a very bad feeling.

"That's enough. There are also private ordnance to resist arrest and injuring people, needless to say, Xing Tianhu!" Zhuo Fan suddenly shouted.

"My subordinates are!"

Zhuo Fan stood up. The few words he had just asked Song Jian were quite loud and could be heard by most people. At this time, he said loudly to the onlookers and everyone: "This group of thieves can't lose their discipline. In broad daylight, they robbed the people's women to make huge profits for prostitutes, ** the women killed people' lives. Land is not allowed! My Dragon Army, no matter how big you are, today you will sacrifice my Dragon Army flag with your head! Execution!"

Xing Tianhu has already arranged it. With a neat shout, several hundred people rushed forward. In a group of two, one stepped on a prisoner, and one pulled out the dragon saber. In the morning sun, the strange narrow-edged saber glittered, and the knife light seemed to be life-threatening. Card.

The people here have caused a sensation. Shit, kill them. More than 200 people are going to be cut down? We heard it right. Song Jian was already scared to death. He usually had to report to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to kill a Jiangyang thief. He couldn't go back and forth for half a year. That's good. In one sentence, he was going to kill more than 200 people. These bastards deserved it, but how did he write his report? Suddenly, Song Jian regretted his decision to come to this muddy water.

Many of the women who have just been rescued have just recovered with the help of the kind-hearted people nearby. Some bow their heads and cry, and some are looking for life. More of them are at a loss. Now, when he suddenly heard that the young general who saved him was about to cut off the heads of these hateful bastards, he immediately knelt down one after another, kowtowed to Zhuo Fan and became painful, and killed him well.

And those prisoners, including the lucky king's cronies who were trampled and killed by the neck, were all dumbfounded and didn't react for a while. Why, is this going to kill us?

"You, you, dare to kill me, King Fu, King Fu won't let you go!" The cronin suddenly shouted, and the word King Fu shouted very loudly, as if these two words could save their lives.

Other people don't scold like him. Even if King Fu avenges you, you are dead now. There is nothing left when you die. For a while, more than 200 people naturally shook the wild and miserable.

"General, General, wait, wait." Song Jian begged with a sad face and begged, "General, please think twice. This public security jurisdiction shall be heard by the local government in accordance with the Dahua Law, and Wen Zhan will be reported to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for the record. Well, General, do you see if you can let the subordinates handle this matter, otherwise, the subordinates will be honest I can't explain."

Zhuo Fan snorted coldly, "Lord Song, to tell you the truth, if it hadn't been for you that you didn't know the truth, I would have cut you together today." One sentence made Song Jian almost bite his tongue, his neck shrank, and he didn't dare to make a bad again. Zhuo Fan continued: "How to write a newspaper is your business, but I advise you to make a real report. It's okay to mention the name of my Dragon Army. To tell you the truth, my Dragon Army is not under the jurisdiction of any department, and naturally you don't have to follow any regulations. Do you understand?

Song Jian nodded quickly. His previous conjecture was really good. I heard that the brocade guards and the divine machine camp in the emperor's hands were directly under the emperor's orders, and now there is a dragon army. Is it possible that it is also such a system? It must be so. I said that the power of the King of Fu is getting bigger, and the emperor of the capital is indifferent. It seems that the eight achievements of the Dragon Army that appear out of thin air now are for this king of luck. Fortunately, I'm not deeply involved. It's so dangerous. Thinking about this, my forehead sweated again. How dare you stop Zhuo Fanfan?

Zhuo Extraordin shouted loudly, "In the future, our dragon army will definitely sweep away all the world's impiety and kill all the evils in the world!" Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!" Thousands of dragons shouted in unison. The hands raised and the knives fell. The splashing blood flowers were about to cover the morning sun. Obviously, there were only more than 200 people, but it seemed that tens of millions of heads were cut off with one knife, and the color of heaven and earth changed.

Song Jian sat on the ground. As a civilian, he had never seen such a spectacular and terrible scene. More than 200 heads rolled down, just like cutting melons and vegetables.

The women who got revenge cried more sadly, and the people fainted several of them in fear, but some boldly whispered to each other. They are not only talking about the simple pleasure of killing, but also about this mysterious dragon army, where they came from and where they were stationed. Because in their hearts, they think that with such iron-blooded cavalry, Dahua doesn't need to be afraid of enemies, such as Tsartar Dongyi.

Zhuo Bofan did not know that his anger beheading the prisoners had had such an effect. He pretended to be mysteriously to protect himself, and the killing of the prisoners was that these people were too angry. On the other hand, he accidentally found the little bell to learn that he had a bone-blooded offspring, but he died in front of him. Among them Sadness and joy are really sentimental and angry, and Fu Wanqi's whereabouts are still unknown. Due to many factors, these evil kings must die.

Soon, the sleeping bell was carefully carried out by several guards, and the Dragon Army showed a very different overall quality. With the order of Bai Bing, a cup of tea cleaned up the battlefield, and a fire lit the whole garden. Then, there were still hundreds of people queuing up as units, instantly scattered in all directions, unexpectedly running towards In different directions, no one knows where they have gone.

In place, Song Jian, the governor of Luzhou, who only left a sad face, put down his words. This corpse collection report is all your business. Naturally, those women should also be properly placed as local parents. If they dare to do things perfunctory, naturally... Needless to say this. What's the matter? You cut it and walk freely, but it's going to make me suffer.

This big ass, Song Jian can't be wiped.

Zhuo's army dispersed out of the unknown town, and then turned to Shipei Town. This is to fight back to the camp. After such a big incident, they can't find it with such a big fanfare for the time being. At this time, it is estimated that there has been a sensation from Yingtianfu, Fengyangfu and Luzhoufu. The Fuwang of Luoyang is probably going to jump. But, my Fu Wanqi, where on earth did you go?

The extraordinary horse rode slowly, and in front of them were the guard soldiers carrying stretchers. They changed two miles, but they also walked as fast as the wind and was abnormally stable. The little bell is tightly covered with a quilt and can only occasionally see the beautiful golden hair. At this moment, she has been sleeping sweetly and even occasionally snoring slightly.

Zhuo Fan breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Bai Bing next to him and said, "Xiao Bai, thank you for your hard work."

At this moment, Bai Bing sounded very kind. She smiled and said, "You finally know how to comfort me, but you should comfort them, not me." With that, Bai Bing pointed to the Dragon Army soldiers who lined up neatly next to him. At this moment, after staying up all night without sleep. The horse team is still neat and uniform, raising its head and chest majestic. Even the saber behind it and the dragon gong hanging on the horse's shoulder are as neat as a ruler. A vague bloody energy can clearly feel that it is impossible to reach the current state without the hard practice of life.

However, this is not enough, far from enough. Zhuo Fan suddenly frowned and sighed in his heart.