Chapter 90 Shut Up

When the cold front of life fell, at that moment, Huang Zhong's heart instantly surged with infinite regret.

He was a military horse all his life, and his martial arts skills were outstanding, but after all, he only succumbed to Changsha.

Half a lifetime of loneliness, the beloved son died early, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and he couldn't even leave a trace of incense.

The seven-foot husband was restrained by a clerical official. He held too much mud and had too many scruples. Obviously, he had injustice in his heart, but he didn't even have the determination to resist.

All kinds of thoughts are wrapped around his heart like chaos, and the pain of entanglement makes his heart suffer.

Han Xuan's sword may be able to cut off the chaos that has troubled him for half his life. After a knife, he may really be relieved.

However, why is a deep unwillingness in my heart still ready to move? In his ear, there seemed to be a voice constantly saying to himself: Huang Zhong, you can't die yet!

The sword wind roars, and the bright blade is close at hand.

Is it over like this?

With a long sigh in his heart, Huang Zhong slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment of life and death, there was a sudden cracking sound. The killing and the murdered were shocked at the same time, and they instinctively looked for the voice.

The wooden door in the lobby collapsed and shattered. In the dust, a huge white tower crashed into the field of view.

After a moment of shock, they saw what was breaking into the door. In the reflection of the pupils, there was a silver moonlight-like robe, a pure white horse with each hair, and a cold light flowing silver and white heavy gun, and the white but the white and handsome face burst into a frightening and heroic face. At this moment, it was like a towering general in the fairyland. , tore through the many blocks and killed them alone.

It's Liu Feng!

After his nerves were shocked by Liu Feng's divine power in an instant, Han Xuan immediately forced himself to wake up. He knew that his death had come, but before he died, he had enough time to take away the rebel around him.

Han Xuan turned around and did not hesitate to expose the key point of his back to the enemy seven steps away. The long sword hanging in the air waved down again.

Seven steps away, even if Liu Feng rushed to kill Han Xuan, Huang Zhong's head may have landed at that time. At this moment, the situation seemed to be hopeless.

At this critical moment, Liu Feng's tiger palm suddenly wiped his waist, followed by the ape's arm and slammed forward, and a cold light in his hand suddenly came out like electricity.

In the eyes, a fan-shaped silver moon swept by, through the dust in the air, and rushed to the back of Han Xuan's head.

Poo!

A thin sound of a sharp blade into the wood poured into the eardrums. Huang Zhong only felt a cold blade wind blowing through his face. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw a long sword wedged into the wooden pillar impartially. The edge of the sword was close to his face, and the blood attached to it was still steaming.

But Han Xuan's whole body was like a statue, holding his sword and staying still. His eyes were wide open, and his eyes almost burst out. His eyes seemed to have experienced the most terrible and incredible thing in the world.

Time seemed to be frozen. A few seconds later, Han Xuan's head slowly slipped from his neck to the ground, and the wound at the broken neck was flat and smooth, as if it had been measured with the most precise measurement.

The bloody head rolled down to Huang Zhong's feet, and then the headless body shook and fell to the ground. The blood at the broken neck sprayed like a spring, and soon formed a large area of red in front of him.

Han Xuan is dead!

When Huang Zhong's thoughts were still rolling between life and death, Liu Feng had turned over and stepped down and ran to the front. He pulled out the green sword inserted in the column, shook the sword flower, cut off the rope that tied Huang Zhong, and raised the sword upside down and smiled, "The younger generation came a step late, which shocked the old general."

In the face of this young man who saved his life, Huang Zhong's heart at this moment is like a overturned five-flavor bottle, and all kinds of tastes are hard to say. Huang Zhong knew that Changsha County was already Liu Feng's, and he had no choice but to return at this moment.

After a long sigh, Huang Zhong hugged his fist and saluted silently, "Thank you, Mr. Liu, for your help. Huang Zhong wrote down this great kindness, but I have one more thing. I beg Mr. Liu to agree."

Liu Feng used so much painstakingness to wait for Huang Zhong's words. At this time, he was naturally overjoyed and said happily, "What does the old general have, but it doesn't matter. As long as I can do it, I will definitely agree."

Huang Zhong sighed, "Although Han Xuan is more than dead, he has been an official in Changsha for many years and has done some practical things to the people of a county, so I want to ask the eldest son to bury him with a decent man. In addition, I also want to ask the eldest son to restrain his subordinates and not disturb the innocent people as much as possible.

Although Huang Zhong is not a native of Changsha, he has been rooted in Changsha for many years and has been regarded as a local hero. Now it is a fore fore to change hands in Changsha. The most important thing at this moment is, of course, to protect the interests of Changsha people with his own ability as much as possible.

Liu Feng wanted to use the second county of Xiangdong as the base of the incident, so he naturally wanted to get the obedience and loyalty of the local tyrants and the people. In fact, he would do it without Huang Zhong's request.

"I don't have to follow the old general's request." Liu Feng laughed and agreed happily. Then he turned around and ordered to the following department: "Come on, pass me the order quickly. All the soldiers and soldiers dare to take the people's needle and one thread, don't kill them. Then sew Han Taishou's head and body, and then choose a suitable son, and I will bury him in person.

Liu Feng issued the order, and Huang Zhongcai, who was in a complicated mood, breathed a slight sigh of relief.

As soon as Han Xuan died, the county soldiers who were still resisting suddenly collapsed and surrendered one after another. By the evening, the whole Linxiang City was calm. On the one hand, Liu Feng ordered soldiers to put out the fire, and on the other hand, he sent troops to occupy the four-door treasury and other key points. By the next day, the situation in Linxiang City was completely in Liu Feng's hands.

While restoring the commercial order of life in the city, Liu Feng has sent messengers to the rest of Changsha non-stop. He believes that under the shock of the fall of Linxiang City and Han Xuanshou, the counties will be able to pass on.

Next time, a heavy rain came unexpectedly.

There are many powerful and county officials in the area of Xicheng. For the purpose of protection or surveillance, Liu Feng specially assigned a hundred soldiers and horses to patrol nearby.

At this time, the heavy rain suddenly came, and the hundred soldiers and horses hid under the eaves on both sides of the street to avoid the rain. If it is an ordinary army, it is completely breaking into the houses to avoid the wind and rain, but under Liu Feng's strict military discipline, the soldiers can only squeeze under the narrow eaves, and the rain splashing on the eaves wet the armor of many soldiers.

At this time, Liu Feng personally patrolled the area of Xiangxicheng Street in the rain. As the actual ruler of Linxiang City and even the Changsha Army, he held the power of life and death in his hand. His status could not be said to be disrespectful, but Liu Feng also preferred to be drenched in the rain than into the private house to avoid the rain.

Walking on the muddy street, let the rain hit his face. Although it was a little uncomfortable, Liu Feng knew that at this moment, the people who were hiding in the cracks of the doors and windows were quietly watching the performance of Liu Feng and his subordinates. They must have been sighing at their strict military discipline.

However, this is far from enough.

After a few steps, Liu Feng suddenly strangled the mount, and his blade-like eyes shot at a soldier under the eaves. Everyone had nothing to avoid the rain, but only this person was wearing a bamboo hat.

Liu Feng came to him and shouted harshly, "Where did you get the bamboo hat?"

The soldier was shocked and replied shiveringly, "I'm afraid that the little one will get wet with the armor of the public, so I borrowed a family's bamboo hat to shelter from the rain."

Liu Feng frowned and said angrily, "I have had a military order for a long time. Those who dare to take a needle and a thread from the people, don't kill them. You know that you commit it. It's really a crime that can't be forgiven. Come on, drag it and kill me!"