Devil’s Advent

Do things in a hurry, but don't panic.

At the same time, people must also learn to have self-knowledge.

Therefore, even if Uncle Zheng knew that he had gained quite a reputation in the Yan army and was a popular person in front of the Jingnan Marquis, in the final analysis, he was not a native of the Jingnan army.

Chen Yang, Ren Juan and those general soldiers faced themselves, who came from behind, to be polite, and to agree with each other, but after all, it was not the friendship that was created by stirring a spoon in a big pot. In fact, there is still such a strong relationship between them .

Furthermore, the Jingnan Army, including the entire Eastern Expeditionary Army at the moment, can be said to be truly indistinguishable from Tian Wujing.

Therefore, if Tian Wujing did not come forward to give an order and did not give the king's order, if he wanted to mobilize the entire army around him, it would be too small to underestimate the military discipline under Tian Wujing's rule.

but,

The enthusiasm of the masses cannot be ignored, and it does exist objectively.

Therefore, at this time, the appearance of Tuo must be needed.

When I first started a studio in my previous life, it was very difficult to run the studio. At the most difficult time, the living expenses of the big guys were gone;

Zheng Fan took everyone in the studio to the sales department of a nearby real estate to work as a real estate trustee. One person was 200 yuan a day and lunch was included.

That's when the hard times passed.

But this time, the childcare Zheng Fan was looking for was Li Fusheng.

Zheng Fan's performance is wonderful,

But it is obviously impossible to achieve unconditional followers like Yu Xuanang who is dressed in gold armor like Jingnan Hou, even if he used his own energy and blood to make his voice louder and stronger It is far away, but most of the soldiers of the Yan army are still hesitating.

Especially the general soldiers of the Jingnan Army were a little confused.

But as Zheng Fan beheaded a Chu man with a single blow, and as Li Fusheng's cavalry began to charge, the surrounding Yan army phalanx finally began to follow suit.

The Chu people were robbing food, and had been hungry for many days. They were already weak, and they had also disarmed. Now they were in a mess again. There really is no difference.

Li Fusheng's cavalry directly crashed into the Chu people, brandishing their sabers and trampling on them with iron hooves. For a while, the Chu people howled all over the field.

The Yan army from other ministries took the initiative to break away from the establishment and join in on horseback without authorization. Slowly, group after group, piece by piece of Yan army cavalry began to charge from several directions towards the location where the Chu people gathered.

This is actually another form of soldier screaming.

It refers to the group reaction of soldiers spontaneously and on a large scale without an order to go up to the peak.

And those high-ranking officials who participated in the generals seemed a little restrained.

On the one hand, they did not receive a military order, and they only saw Zheng Fan riding a Pixiu there calling for everyone to kill the prisoners. The sense of order in the military that was imprinted in their bones made them refuse to obey Zheng Fan's orders at this time;

But on the other hand, everyone is aware of the relationship between Zheng Fan and King Jingnan, and Zheng Fan suddenly took the risk of making a big deal out of this, so there is no guarantee that there is the shadow of his own prince behind him.

Therefore, these generals did not restrain their subordinates in a timely and effective manner at this time, and chose a default posture.

In short,

Rhythm,

was brought up.

Yan Jun raised his butcher knife and slashed frantically at those Chu people who were rushing towards them.

And Zheng Fan, who caused this disturbance,

But he didn't plunge into it again, just like Li Fusheng, to enjoy this so-called feast of blood.

Anyway, it is a foregone conclusion whether he can make a move now;

Then let yourself, take a break, and be hypocritical for a while.

The edge of the knife hangs down, and the blood on the edge of the knife falls drop by drop. The Pixiu on the crotch turns its head and looks at Zheng Fan on his back. It actually wants to go in and play, but I don't know why The brother in distress suddenly became quiet at this moment.

The screams of the Chu people were endless, and it was not pleasant to say the least, but Uncle Zheng, who had experienced countless battles, was actually used to it.

Looked up,

Looking into the distance,

heart,

However, he did not have the shock and panic he felt when he received this order from King Jingnan at the beginning.

On the contrary, I feel a little relaxed and a little floating.

This is a very strange feeling, not to mention liking, but not annoying either.

Pixiu under the crotch tried to take a step, and walked forward. Seeing that Zheng Fan didn't respond, he walked forward again.

Just when he was about to let loose and rush into the crowd to trample people,

Zheng Fan suddenly tightened the reins around its neck.

Roar!

Pixiu let out a little dissatisfaction, but still followed Zheng Fan's instructions, ran away from the battlefield, and went around to the north.

Gradually,

The shouts and screams gradually subsided,

It's not that all the Chu prisoners of war have been killed. Even if there are 40,000 pigs, it is not easy to kill them all in a short time.

The longer the distance, the less noisy it will be.

Pixiu scratched his hooves in dissatisfaction,

Zheng Fan turned over and walked to the riverside.

He imitated Tian Wujing's previous appearance, squatted down by the river, stretched out his hand to grab a handful of water, and slapped it on his face.

The water is a little cold, with a little earthy smell.

Zheng Fan shook his head,

He leaned back and sat by the river.

Then raised his head, looked at the sunset in the distance, sometimes frowning and sometimes stretching.

Immediately afterwards, he habitually took out an iron box from his chest. Inside, there was actually only one cigarette left.

He hadn't been back to Shengle since he left for the expedition, so he naturally didn't have anything to replenish with Blind Man brand cigarettes. This last one was deliberately kept on his body as a thought.

Lighted a cigarette with a torch,

take a deep breath,

Zheng Fan slowly closed his eyes,

Smoke began to slowly exhale from the mouth.

At this time, Zheng Fan's Pixiu became a little restless, and even buried its head uncharacteristically.

Another adult mythical beast came here slowly, and the one sitting on it was Tian Wujing.

Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan's current appearance with calm eyes.

But indistinctly, it seems that thunder is hidden.

Tian Wujing fell to the ground, walked behind Zheng Fan, and said:

Feel uncomfortable?

When Tian Wujing's voice sounded from behind him,

Uncharacteristically, Zheng Fan didn't get up and salute immediately,

Instead, he reached out and shook the soot naturally,

nodded.

Look at your worthless appearance.

Jade can't be crafted, Zheng Fan has always been regarded as his student by Tian Wujing.

In fact, no matter what era it is, successors are often more important than their own bloodline heirs.

Heirs are just the continuation of one's own blood; while the mantle is the transmission of spirit.

After a few generations, no matter how deep the blood relationship is, in fact, it can be said to be weak, but there are some spiritual things that can often last forever.

It's just that being Tian Wujing's student seems to be very beautiful, but the pressure it bears is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

When he is nice to you, he is really nice;

When he trains you, if he makes a mistake, you will be gone.

My lord, I feel uncomfortable because I find that I don't feel uncomfortable in my heart.

Hearing this answer, Tian Wujing slowly closed his eyes.

two men,

one sitting,

one standing.

standing tall,

low sitting position

a long time,

Zheng Fan suddenly laughed,

Throwing the cigarette butts into the river,

He reached out and grabbed a handful of mud beside him, and threw it into the river.

You don't like it? Tian Wujing asked.

Zheng Fan raised his head,

Looking at Tian Wujing standing behind him,

road:

My lord, I like to be like you, but I don't like to be like you.

What I want to be is the appearance of you galloping on the battlefield with iron cavalry like clouds,

Rather than wanting to be like you, Tian Wujing, living a life that is so depressed that it is no different from self-mutilation.

Tian Wujing nodded thoughtfully,

Opened the mouth and said:

I know.

call………

Zheng Fan adjusted his body silently, changed his sitting posture to kneeling on one knee, facing Tian Wujing,

My lord, please forgive me.

What you said is just the truth. In the army, it is only a crime to lie about the military situation. There is no crime of telling the truth.

Tian Wujing lowered his body and sat down by the river.

Glancing at Zheng Fan who was kneeling there,

Tian Wujing stretched out his hand and patted the seat where Zheng Fan was sitting beside him,

sit down.

Thank you, my lord.

that's all,

Two Pixiu stood side by side behind and complained, the one with the smaller head was obviously panicked and lacked confidence;

Like the two men in front,

One's back is as tall as a mountain, while the other's aura is suppressed and a little sluggish.

Although General Zheng was always in the Shengle army, even in Shengle City on weekdays, he could even attract enthusiastic cheers from the local people with a wave of his hand;

But when Tian Wujing was beside him,

Who can hold him down in terms of momentum?

Of course, there is no need to press this.

Actually, this king doesn't want you to go the same way as me.

Zheng Fan was taken aback when he heard this.

The previous him just wanted to vent his emotions a little presumptuously, so the rare true feelings were revealed.

After all, no matter how majestic Tian Wujing is, in Zheng Fan's view, he actually looks like his strict elder brother.

As a younger brother, it is only natural to cry, make trouble, and vent your emotions under the premise of restrictions.

Of course, this has to be done well.

After that, it's annoying;

Eunuch Wei once said that the Lijian lacked talents like Zheng Fan.

Because this kind of how to appear close to the master without breaking the rules is really the highest level of knowledge for these slaves who want to climb up.

In Wei Gonggong's view, Zheng Fan is the master of this Taoism.

But how he plays is his own business. What Zheng Fan didn't expect was that Tian Wujing seemed to have the intention to speak his mind at this time.

This made Zheng Fan feel a little panic instinctively.

This road is too bitter, too tiring, and too lonely.

Zheng Fan knew it well, because this road was covered with blood, which could not be washed or wiped away no matter what.

My lord, if you were given another chance, how would you choose?

Zheng Fan still couldn't help asking this sentence.

silence,

silence,

silence……

a long time,

There was a smile on Tian Wujing's face, it wasn't warm, but it wasn't a wry smile, even with a little relief,

road:

My lord, I have already chosen.

At this time,

The surface of the Wangjiang River in front of the two of them had already begun to turn red. It was the upper reaches, and the blood of the Chu people had flowed into the Wangjiang River.

Tian Wujing pointed to the upstream direction,

road:

Go up and have a look, don't waste it, your pattern is very big, but if you don't have enough courage to fill it, then no matter how big the pattern is, it will be empty after all.

Zheng Fan stood up silently, turned his head, glanced at Tian Wujing who was still sitting by the river, and then started to walk upstream.

Tian Wujing's voice sounded again:

Martial arts and life are actually the same, the more you go up, the more blood and corpses you will see.

You don't have to like it, it will become like Li Fusheng, go sideways;

You can't go numb, under numbness, what you ignore is not only what you don't want to see.

My lord, what should I do then?

Zheng Fan asked as he walked south along the river.

You have to learn to adapt.

This is the answer given by Tian Wujing.

The blood in front of you is fresh, you can see it tumbling and soaking in the river surface, and the tip of your nose seems to be able to smell the bloody smell in the air.

Zheng Fan adjusted his breathing and walked forward step by step. Tian Wujing's words were still echoing in his mind.

This is a call from a tyrannical existence that was able to defeat the Juggernaut in a one-on-one fight.

Zheng Fan naturally knows how important and precious this kind of advice is, so he must not waste it.

The Pixiu belonging to Zheng Fan saw Zheng Fan walking up by himself, and instinctively wanted to follow, but was blocked by the bigger Pixiu beside him.

In the afterglow of the setting sun,

Zheng Fan walked slowly,

Gradually,

As the killing of the Chu people by the Yan army in the upstream began to intensify,

The blood on the surface of the river also began to thicken.

It seems that because of the stimulation of the scene in front of him, the Qi and blood in Zheng Fan's body also began to gradually become agitated.

The body of a Chu man floated down the river.

Next, is the second, third, fourth...

Soon, there is no need to count anymore, because some of them are already unclear.

Upstream, knights from the Yan army began to chase downstream, using bows and arrows, to shoot and kill those Chu people who were trying to escape in the river.

The water quality of Chu people is generally much better than that of Yan people.

But since the killer has already started, the Yan people will naturally not be polite, let alone give the Chu people the possibility of escape.

When the knights passed by Zheng Fan, they recognized Zheng Fan and this Uncle Hirano.

Seeing that the commander-in-chief who set off a wave of killing prisoners was walking south alone at this time, some knights greeted him, and some knights just slapped their chest armor with their sabers in response.

But after seeing that Zheng Fan seemed to have no time to pay attention to them and just walked south alone with his head buried in his thoughts, these knights didn't stop and continued to chase their targets.

It is naturally impossible to stop the butcher's knife in time after it strikes.

Back then, when the Marquis of Jingnan killed himself, those soldiers of the Jingnan Army who were red-eyed and under great psychological pressure almost killed the place where the queen was.

But fortunately, there are enough Chu prisoners of war here, even if it is not enough for all the soldiers of the Yan army to cut off a head, but it is more than enough to splash some blood on their armor.

As he walked, Zheng Fan suddenly felt a shadow beside him.

On the left side of his body, it seems to be walking with him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a man in a black sweater with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. His eye sockets were sunken and his knuckles were white.

This person is very familiar, the kind of familiarity that almost overflows through the diaphragm.

But it is so strange, it seems to be a stranger from a long time ago.

No matter how strong the lovesickness is, no matter how much nostalgia is, once it is divided into the present and the past, it will become a real distance.

Zheng Fan felt that his vision began to blur,

his cognition,

Suddenly there is a little deviation and trance;

who I am,

I am Zheng Fan.

then me,

Which Zheng Fan is it?

In my mind, the picture of myself when I was drafting in the studio seemed to appear again, the ashtray was full of cigarette butts, and there were two buckets of instant noodles in the trash can under my feet.

The curtains are closed tightly, so it is impossible to distinguish between day and night. For some people, the rhythm of life that starts with sunrise and rests with sunset has long since ceased to be the mainstream.

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

ear,

At the beginning there was the sound of horseshoes, and the screams of Chu people when they were shot by arrows in Wangjiang River.

These voices dragged Zheng Fan out of the vortex of memory again, and he opened his eyes again in a daze, just in time for a burst of dust, which made his eyes dazzled.

Uncle!

grown ups!

From time to time, cavalrymen who passed by saluted him, but Zheng Fan just rubbed his eyes with his hands without responding.

finally,

Eyes are much more comfortable,

But when he looked carefully at the left side of his body again, he found that the self in the sweater was still there;

Still following the frequency of his steps, walking forward step by step, and there was a smile on his face, and this smile was for himself.

Is it mocking?

Not like it.

Are you disdainful?

Nor is it.

On the contrary, it seemed that he had seen something interesting, which made him laugh.

Zheng Fan reached out and patted his head. He didn't know if this was the feeling he wanted to find, but he felt a little uncomfortable now, and he wanted to get out.

Moreover, Zheng Fan didn't dare to turn his gaze to the left anymore, and began to turn to the right, hoping that there would no longer appear in his vision that could make him feel dazzling.

But he was wrong,

Because at this moment he discovered,

on your right,

There was also a person standing there.

This person is covered in blood, wearing exactly the same armor as himself, in fact, exactly the same as the current self;

The only difference may be the red pupils in the other party's eyes and the greed and enjoyment on the face.

Zheng Fan couldn't help covering his ears with his hands,

He felt that he should have entered some kind of mental abnormality now.

It may be stimulated by his own order to kill the prisoners,

It may also be stimulated by Tian Wujing's words before,

or,

It may also be that the emotions and problems that have been accumulated in my heart for the past few years have been completely released at this time.

I,

Who is it?

This is a question many people ask themselves.

And now,

But it was another question that Zheng Fan was eager to know the answer to.

Pity,

The blind man is not by his side now.

Zheng Fan stopped, lowered his head, and squatted down.

In my mind, various pictures began to emerge in a chaotic manner.

For a while, I was in the ward where I was euthanized;

After a while, I stood at the head of the Xueguan city again, looking at the savages who were attacking the city below;

All of a sudden, I stood in the roast duck shop, looked at Xiaoliuzi and smiled at me, holding a roast duck in his hand;

Immediately afterwards,

He found himself standing in front of a birthday cake, and the friends in the studio sang happy birthday to celebrate his birthday.

Accompanied by the quick flip of the screen, there is an extremely strong sense of nausea.

vomit………

Zheng Fan propped his hands on the ground and began to retch violently.

He is in so much pain, his brain hurts, his whole body seems to be being torn apart, and unfortunately, he doesn't know where he should go.

The blind man was a psychiatrist in his previous life. In fact, other demon kings are not ordinary. In terms of temperament, even the most simple and honest Fan Li, how dare you think that he is so simple and honest?

But, maybe this is the darkness under the lights.

Having been with the demon kings for a long time, Zheng Fan has actually been improving and changing himself to adapt himself to them, and at the same time, he is also adapting to this world;

The demon kings were also delighted with the change in their master, because if nothing else happened, everyone would have to be bound together all the time. Naturally, they didn't want their master to make no progress and lie there forever waiting to die.

But Zheng Fan is human after all,

Demon kings have their own experiences and their own personalities,

Even after the world wakes up, they are actually living according to their own nature. If they can not accommodate, they will not accommodate. In short, being happy and doing whatever they want is the most important thing.

Zheng Fan was forcibly polished in a short period of time. Deep in his heart, he had already accumulated too many negative emotions, but he had nowhere to pour them out.

And the demon kings also habitually regard the Lord, who is getting more and more progressive and changing, as a part of themselves.

Under the lights and the darkness, even the blind man didn't notice Zheng Fan's emotional and psychological changes, so naturally he didn't sort out and mediate.

Originally, these problems would not erupt at this time, because Zheng Fan could continue to endure, and his endurance had not yet reached the limit.

But today,

But it broke out.

Some cavalrymen shouted Uncle or Master when they passed by Zheng Fan;

Not long after that, they saw their prince walking behind, and immediately shouted:

My lord!

Tian Wujing followed behind Zheng Fan,

He didn't intend to come here.

What he wanted was to use this blood energy to allow Zheng Fan to break through the warrior realm stagnant at the seventh rank;

He didn't think it was difficult, because Zheng Fan's qualifications were very high.

But gradually,

Tian Wujing found that things seemed to be going in an unknown direction.

Compared with the restlessness of the Qi and blood in Zheng Fan's body, Zheng Fan's own thoughts seemed to have fallen into an extremely complicated and painful situation.

This is no longer a simple matter of breaking through from the seventh rank to the sixth rank.

This is,

Going crazy.

Obsession is a dangerous threshold that many martial arts scholars need to face, but Tian Wujing did not expect this to happen to Zheng Fan at this time, because he has never heard of entering the sixth rank at the seventh rank. Sometimes, it is said that it will go crazy.

This feeling is like Zhang San stole Li Si's chicken and needs to go to the Golden Luan Hall to ask His Majesty to judge.

finally,

Tian Wujing saw Zheng Fan in front of him squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, his body began to twitch and convulse, and the blood in his body was gradually changing to an uncontrollable direction.

No matter how much Tian Wujing is a military god, it is impossible for him to know the secret of Zheng Fan's being a man in two lifetimes;

Therefore, in Tian Wujing's view, it may be because the force was too tight and the means used were too aggressive, which finally made Zheng Fan unable to bear this pressure, which in turn triggered signs of impending collapse.

Just as Zheng Fan sees Tian Wujing as a bit of his own brother,

Tian Wujing didn't really regard this guy who dared to take in his son without hesitation as a subordinate;

people,

It's all emotional.

No matter how cold a person is, he is still human after all.

The palm of Tian Wujing's right hand slowly spread out, and by his side, streaks of blue aura began to slowly emerge.

Everyone in the world knows that King Jingnan of Yan Kingdom is a third-rank tyrannical warrior, but few people know that Tian Wujing actually has Daoxuan ability in him, although he does not practice Taoism.

With Taoist mentality, forcibly concentrating and shaping the mind is enough to pull Zheng Fan back from the state of madness.

only,

Before Tian Wujing could make a move,

He saw a wisp of black air emanating from Zheng Fan's body. This black air carried a dirty and filthy aura.

Tian Wujing stopped in his tracks, his gaze narrowed slightly, and he didn't move forward again.

And Zheng Fan in front also stopped retching, his body no longer convulsed as before, and even staggered to his feet again.

Everyone has opportunities for everyone.

From Tian Wujing's point of view, he doesn't care that Zheng Fan has some little secrets of his own, and as a general in charge of the army, it is impossible for him to be as harsh on the distinction between good and evil as a rural Qi refiner.

As long as that thing can be useful to Zheng Fan, he doesn't mind the existence of that thing.

Of course, the premise is that it really works.

It's a little...interesting.

...

Jie Jie... Jie Jie... Jie Jie...

Childish laughter began to reach Zheng Fan's ears.

Zheng Fan raised his head in a daze and looked forward.

He saw Mowan standing there wearing a bellyband, looking at him.

And by my side,

The two selves, one on the left and one on the right,

still there

They are also doing the same movements as themselves.

for a while,

Zheng Fan was a little puzzled, a little unsure,

The magic pill ahead,

Who are you calling?

When a person loses the recognition of his own identity, the panic will be all-round, and the sense of alienation is stronger than the sadness of walking on the streets of the city late at night, only to find that the city has no place for himself Countless times.

It seems that I am an abandoned child. Although the world is big, there is no place for me to stay.

Tian Wujing didn't make a move,

The magic pill is shot.

What is Magic Pill's specialty?

He is good at using the illusion, pulling people into it, using all kinds of illusions to continuously enlarge the loopholes in the mind, and finally make his prey collapse and hysteria.

This is the fun of magic pill;

Of course,

In other words,

A person who is good at posing problems, first of all, he must first understand the thinking of solving problems at a deeper level.

The magic pill is also very strange,

On weekdays, as long as my father is not shot or hacked,

It can hide in the specially designed groove of the armor and fall asleep leisurely.

but sleep asleep,

Suddenly felt something was wrong,

Wake up and take a look,

I found that my father had set up a game for himself, and he was about to be trapped to death by himself.

you can die

but you can be killed by me,

What do you mean by suicide?

This was the first thought of Mowan after waking up, and after this thought arose, it appeared almost without hesitation, even if there was a Ling Mowan standing behind his father, he felt a little terrified exist.

Jie Jie... Jie Jie... Jie Jie...

In Zheng Fan's field of vision, Mowan was still smiling.

Zheng Fan was getting more and more confused, he even started to hide back, he had already forgotten who he was, and he didn't dare to admit who he really was, like a... black household.

Crack!!!!

Mowan took the initiative to run to this side.

In fact, if you don't pay special attention to the eyes of the magic pill, the magic pill is really a very cute baby image.

Moreover, his eyes, after looking at them for a long time, can actually gradually get used to them.

Mo Wan ran to Zheng Fan,

To be precise,

He ran in front of the three of them.

Mowan stretched out his fleshy hand,

It's like a child ran to the front and found that his father hadn't followed, so he ran back again and wanted to hold his father's hand and run forward together with him.

Zheng Fan, who was wearing a sweater on the left, stretched out his hand,

Zheng Fan, who was wearing armor on the right, also stretched out his hand,

Only Zheng Fan himself did not dare to move.

But the magic pill didn't touch their hands,

Instead, they continued to wait for Zheng Fan.

Are you... waiting for me?

Zheng Fan couldn't believe it. At this time, he seemed to have fallen into the mud. He really couldn't believe that someone would reach out and grab him.

In fact, everyone has their own sensitive period. No matter how strong the appearance is, a man or woman will lie in bed and cry silently in the middle of the night after encountering some stimulation or emotional accumulation to a certain extent. At that moment, his rough nerves seemed to become extremely sensitive again.

Zheng Fan is in this state now, he is actually still Zheng Fan, but right now he is extremely fragile.

Put......Put...

The magic pill is urging.

finally,

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand tremblingly,

Mo Wan took the initiative to move forward and grabbed Zheng Fan's hand.

he,

chose me?

In an instant,

A feeling of being recognized immediately struck, as if the light in his own world appeared again.

The previous cowardice, fear, panic and other emotions all began to dissipate at this time;

Dissipating together, there are two selves beside him.

I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because I am in this mountain;

When Zheng Fan was pulled by the magic pill to stand up,

When Zheng Fan's eyes suddenly opened again,

when in his sight,

When no more sentimental,

He regained his authenticity.

Recalling the previous fragility, I even feel a little ridiculous.

What's wrong with me?

How could I have that ridiculous thought?

Is this still me?

If they let the blind people know, they will really be laughed to death.

Zheng Fan stood up straight,

She even subconsciously wanted to cover up her previous gaffe,

I laughed twice,

Then stretched again.

In an instant,

The qi and blood in the body that had been restless for a long time became docile in an instant, and began to flow and run in an orderly manner.

Zheng Fan's realm threshold, which had been stuck before, was broken through so logically.

There is no earth-shattering blast,

There is no wind howling in the fields,

some,

Only a faint black light flashed out from Zheng Fan's body, the speed was so fast that people couldn't catch it.

Even Zheng Fan himself,

Haven't you noticed that you have advanced in such a low-key manner at this time?

However, the sudden refreshing feeling made Zheng Fan feel extremely comfortable.

In the upstream position, the screams of the Chu people continued to be heard. Zheng Fan yawned. He didn't feel excited, but he didn't feel how cruel and terrifying.

When every army goes out, they are actually prepared to kill and be killed. What's so strange about this?

Turning around, looking at the Wangjiang River, which has been stained red with the blood of the upper Chu people, Zheng Fan couldn't help but knelt down by the riverside,

Bury your face directly in the river,

a long time,

just looked up,

Sit up straight again.

Hoo......Hoo...

Zheng Fan exhaled heavily while wiping the water droplets on his face with his hands.

turn your head away,

But found Tian Wujing standing there not far away,

Zheng Fan couldn't help laughing and said:

My lord, this river water has enough smell now!

...

After the covenant was concluded, the people of Chu left the city;

King Jingnan gave an order to slaughter 40,000 prisoners of war from the Chu army, and Wangjiang was stained red with blood.

The news reached Yanjing,

The court was furious,

Emperor Yan was furious;

immediately,

Two edicts were issued,

One was sent to the state of Chu as an apology;

The second one was sent to Yupan City to reprimand Tian Wujing for being domineering and arrogant, and cut off the prince;

King Jingnan has changed back again,

Jingnan Hou.