Tyrant in power: The treacherous ministers in the dynasty could not bear it. Chapter 89: A series of murderous plans. Xin Yifei dared to enter the government office, betting that the future would be bright.

As long as the other person wants to survive, don't dare to touch him.

As long as he can leave safely, he will kill the other party sooner or later.

But Huang Chao is obviously more ruthless.

He didn't have the patience to wait for the day to come.

The moment Xin Yifei walked in, Huang Chao killed him.

He didn't understand until his death how the other party dared!

Zhao Tuo chopped it down with one strike.

The whole world fell into silence.

The only thing left was the sound of blood spurting from the broken neck.

"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell and you break in!" A ferocious expression flashed across Zhao Tuo's face. He wiped the bright red blood stains on the blade and put it into its sheath. "The person is dead and the future troubles have been eliminated.

, let’s go!”

They came here just to eliminate future troubles.

The killing is over.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Huang Chao flatly rejected it.

"Wait a minute!"

Zhao Tuo looked back in surprise.

Huang Chao was seen staring at the old horse, his eyes shining.

"One thousand taels of gold is not a small amount. It would be a pity to give it up!" As he spoke, he unloaded the gold from his horse. "It is not polite to come back and not return. I want to leave a generous gift for the border troops!"

Zhao Tuo couldn't help but be stunned.

He had already seen Huang Chao's cruelty.

But it was only then that I realized that this man's greed for money was no less cruel than his cruelty.

You know, at this moment, there are thousands of border troops stationed outside the government office.

If they all rushed in and crushed them both to death, it would be like slaughtering a dog.

Under this situation, Huang Chao still had the leisure to make money.

Bold enough!

So greedy!

At that time.

Outside the government office, the hearts of thousands of border troops were tensed to the extreme.

I don’t know if the Black Fire Trap is real or fake.

The coach is alone in danger and negotiating with others.

No matter which link goes wrong, these little pawns may die without a burial place.

The coach has been in the door for a long time.

But apart from a "come", there was no movement.

Who did he call?

Where are you coming from?

Thousands of border troops looked at each other, no one dared to break in.

"General?"

The deputy general called out tentatively.

But there was no response.

The silence in the government office was like a black hole.

There was no response at all.

At this moment, everyone was nervous to death.

Military morale is like a bowstring, it has been stretched to the extreme and will break at any time.

Thousands of pairs of eyes looked at the Yamen, eager to see through it.

suddenly.

A soft cry came from deep in the Yamen Mansion.

"General Xin!"

“Have a good trip!”

Before he finished speaking, there was the sound of horse hooves.

Snap!

Snap!

…

Every sound of horseshoes is like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

finally.

The figure of a hobbled old horse appeared in everyone's sight.

The man on the horseback was wearing military armor.

Surprisingly, it’s Xin Yifei!

The coach returned safely.

Everyone let out a long breath.

That was only half a breath of relief.

The next moment.

When Ma Ying turned out of the gate of the government office, everyone finally saw the terrifying and horrifying scene.

That armor is indeed that of Xin Yifei, Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army.

But above the armor, there was nothing.

The head is gone!

In just a few moments, the dignified commander-in-chief of the five armies was beheaded.

And everything was done quietly, without any knowledge of ghosts and gods.

Is this still possible for humans?

That inexplicably frightening legend suddenly came to everyone's mind: King Huang is the ghost king of the underworld. He came to the world to harvest human lives and fill hell!

Horrible legend.

It was a terrifying scene in front of my eyes.

The string in everyone's heart was finally broken.

The morale of the military collapsed.

"There's a ghost! Run away!"

Suddenly a scream came from deep in the Yamen Mansion.

That was clearly Huang Chao's voice.

But at that time, the infantry had become frightened.

No one cares anymore who shouted that sound.

"Run away!"

"The general is dead!"

"The Ghost King of Huangquan is here!"

Hysterical exclamations arose one after another.

The soldiers were like flying flies, making a loud noise.

The array collapsed in an instant.

Only the deputy general still maintained his final calm at this time.

"return!"

"Calm down everyone!"

"Inspection battalion, let me stop them."

"Whoever dares to escape will be shot to death!"

The supervisory battalion is responsible for the supervision of the military and has the power of life and death.

On the battlefield.

Supervise killings without asking for punishment.

As soon as he finished speaking, the supervisory battalion immediately displayed its blades and crossbows.
To be continued...