Chapter 114: Killing tens of millions of heads in anger

Zhuo Bufan walked to Xing Tianhu and the two Heavenly King battalion commanders with a gloomy face.

"You'll be clear." Zhuo Bufan asked.

"Yes, general." Xing Tianhu replied: "These women were secretly plundered by them. Most of them were not locals. Among them, there were refugees who were bought, who were all ready to sell them to Qinhuai. Most of them have been ruined by them."

Zhuo Bufan nodded. All these guesses were almost the same. What we need to consider now is how to deal with these people. But at this moment, Song Jian hesitated to ask for a meeting. Zhuo Bufan thought about it and let someone let him come over. However, he did not see him directly, but asked Xing Tianhu to take him in for a while. Of course, the results of the investigation were also told to him on the way.

"Mr. Song, you know everything inside." Zhuo Bufan asked expressionlessly. Song Jian in front of him looked pale, and his wide sleeves could not hide his trembling hands. Obviously, he was unaware of the situation here.

"General, the emperor did not expect that this Fuzhuang actually... had committed such a sin that is incompatible with heaven and earth. Please rest assured. The emperor will definitely punish the murderer severely and will never tolerate it!" Song Jian's tone was firm, his words were sincere, and he was not a bit artificial. Obviously, he was still an official with three conscience. In this world, it was actually quite rare.

Zhuo Bufan nodded, but said, "Then, I'll wait for Lord Song to put King Fu in prison. At that time, I will definitely give you a big plaque."

Song Jian was stunned at the time. He wanted to deal with the murderers he caught, but he did not say that he had dealt with King Fu. Even if he was ambitious, he would not have the ability to tease the tiger's beard. Not to mention that he was a small prefect of the prefecture, even the governor of a province, it would be unlikely to deal with King Fu. Putting aside King Fu's own power, and investigating the vassal kings, it would be necessary to enforce the imperial edict. Song Jian understood that this was Zhuo Bufan sarcasm. Obviously, the young general had his own plans for how to deal with these people.

Zhuo Bufan looked at the obsessive prefect Song, sneered, and said, "I'm kidding you, Lord Song, but these individuals won't bother you."

Song Jian breathed a sigh of relief, but felt something was wrong and asked: "Then, how will General be prepared to deal with these criminals?"

Zhuo Bufan did not answer, but said: "Mr. Song, is it a fact that this robbery of good women in good families and force good men to become prostitutes?"

"This seems to be true."

"This *** girl set up a prison and killed more than a hundred lives."

"This is the evidence, conclusive." Song Jian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Now the murderous aura in Zhuo Bufan's mouth was getting stronger, and he had a very bad premonition.

"That's enough, there is no need to say about private weapons and refusal to arrest and injure people, etc., Xing Tianhu!" Zhuo Bufan suddenly shouted loudly.

"I'm here!"

Zhuo Bufan stood up. The few words he had just asked Song Jian were quite loud, and most people could hear them. At this time, he even said loudly to the onlookers and everyone: "This group of thieves cannot lose their morality. They plundered the women in broad daylight to force good men to make huge profits. The women killed people's lives and the world was not tolerated! No matter how big your background is, I will use your head to sacrifice to my Shenlong Army flag! Execute!"

Xing Tianhu had already made arrangements here. With a neat shout, several teams of hundreds rushed forward. Two people stepped on a prisoner, and one person pulled out the Dragon Sword. In the morning, the strange narrow-blade saber shone brightly. The sword light seemed to be a life-and-death card that urged death.

The people here are sensational. Damn, kill them just by saying that. These more than 200 people are going to be cut down? Let's hear that right. Song Jian was already scared and his face was bloodless. He usually killed a thief and reported it to the Ministry of Justice. It's not a half-year to go back and forth. That's great. He said that he wanted to cut more than 200 people. He deserved to die, but how did he write this report? Suddenly, Song Jian regretted his decision to come to this muddy water.

Many of the women who had just been rescued with the help of kind-hearted people nearby had just recovered. Some lowered their heads and cried, and some were more of their expressions were at a loss. Now, when they suddenly heard the young general who saved them were about to cut off the heads of these hated smears, they immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Zhuo Bufan and became painful, and they killed them well.

And those prisoners, including the confidants of Fuwang who were trampled under their feet and killed, were all stunned and did not react for a moment. Why, are they going to kill us?

"You, you are so brave. Kill me, King Fu, King Fu will not let you go!" The confidant suddenly shouted, and the two words "King Fu" were shouting very loudly, as if these two words could save their lives.

Others are not like him, cursing secretly. Even if King Fu avenges you, you are dead now, and nothing will be gone. For a moment, wailing and begging, and more than 200 people naturally shook the world, making them extremely miserable.

"General, General, wait, wait, wait." Song Jian begged with a sad face: "Please think twice. This public security jurisdiction is handled according to the Dahua Law. If you ask for the execution, you must report it to the Ministry of Justice for filing. This, General, do you see if you can let the officials handle this matter? Otherwise, the officials will not be able to explain it."

Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly and said, "Mr. Song, tell you the truth. If you didn't know the truth, I'll chop you up together today." One sentence made Song Jian almost bit his tongue, his neck shrank, and he would never dare to act rashly again. Zhuo Bufan continued, "How to write a report is your business, but I advise you to report the truth. It's okay to mention the name of my Shenlong Army. I'll tell you the truth. My Shenlong Army is not under the jurisdiction of any department, so naturally I don't have to follow any stereotypes. Do you understand?"

Song Jian nodded quickly. His previous guess was indeed good. He heard that the emperor's Jinyiwei and Shenji Camp were directly obeyed the emperor. Now that there was a Shenlong Army, could it be that this is the same? It must be true. I said that the power of the Fu King is getting bigger and the emperor in the capital is indifferent. It seems that the Shenlong Army that appears out of thin air is probably for the Fu King. Fortunately, I am not involved in it, so dangerous. Thinking of this, I sweat again on my forehead. How dare I stop Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan shouted loudly: "In the future, my Shenlong Army will surely wipe out all the injustice in the world and kill all the evil spirits in the world! Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!" Thousands of dragon soldiers shouted in unison, their hands were raised and their swords fell. The splashing blood was about to cover the rising sun. It was obvious that there were only more than 200 people, but it seemed as if they had cut down tens of millions of heads with one knife, and the world changed.

Song Jian fell and sat on the ground. As a civil servant, he had never seen such a spectacular and terrible scene. More than two hundred heads rolled down, just like chopping melons and vegetables.

The women who were revenge were even more sad, and the people were so scared that they fainted. However, some bold ones whispered. They were not only talking about such a life-and-death and joyful life, but more about the mysterious Dragon Army, where did they come from to station. Because, in their hearts, they believed that with such an iron-blooded cavalry, Dahua would have to be afraid of any enemy, the Tartars, Dongyi, and all of them were to play.

Zhuo Bufan didn't know that his anger to kill the prisoners had such an effect. He pretended to be mysterious to Song Jian to protect himself. One of the killing of the prisoners was that these people did evil and the gods were angry. Another one, he accidentally found Xiao Lingdang and learned that he had blood offspring, but he died in front of him. The sorrow and joy were really sad and angry. In addition, Fu Wansheng was still missing. Due to various factors, these subordinates of the evil King Fu must die.

Soon, the sleeping little bell was carried out by several personal guards and walked out carefully, and the Dragon Army showed a very different overall quality. With Bai Bing's order, the battlefield was cleaned up in a cup of tea, and a fire lit the entire garden. Then, there were still hundreds of people in line, and they instantly scattered into all directions, and they were actually running in different directions. No one knew where they were going.

In place, only the ruthless Luzhou prefect Song Jian was left, Zhuo Bufan said, "This report on corpse collection and beating is your business. As local parents, those women should naturally be properly placed. If you dare to do it perfunctorily, naturally..., there is no need to say this. What's the matter? You're so happy and easy to leave, but it will be a pain for me."

Song Jian can't do this big butt without rubbing it.

The Zhuo family army scattered out of Wuming Town, and then all turned to Shipei Town. They were going to fight back to the camp. After such a big fuss, they could not continue to look for it with such a big fanfare. At this time, it was probably a sensation from Yingtian Prefecture, Fengyang Prefecture, and Luzhou Prefecture. The King of Fu in Luoyang was probably going to jump up. But, my Fu Wanchan, where did you go?

Zhuo Bufan rode his horse slowly, and there were soldiers in front of him carrying a stretcher. After changing two miles, they walked as fast as the wind and extremely stable. The little bell was covered with a quilt, and could only occasionally see the beautiful golden hair. At this moment, she was sleeping sweetly, and even occasionally made a slight and cute snoring.

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

The sound of Xiaobai that once made Bai Bing disgusted was very friendly at this moment. She smiled and said, "You still know how to express condolences to you, but you should express condolences to them, not me." As she said that, Bai Bing pointed to the soldiers of the Shenlong Army who were neatly lined up next to her. At this moment, after sleepless night, the horses were still in line, raising their heads and chests were majestic. Even the sabers behind her and the Shenlong gun hanging on the shoulders were neatly measured like a ruler. A faint bloody spirit could be clearly felt that it was impossible to reach the current state without the hard practice of life.
Chapter completed!