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Chapter 161 Green Shirt

Author: Yao Jishan

Speaking of which, when Baishuang City was originally a silver city, it expanded the city twice. Once, it was discovered silver mines in the northern suburbs outside the city; the other time, it was to incorporate Canghe into the city and build several canal terminals, which greatly shortened the time for transporting ores and reduced the cost a lot.

In this way, the pattern of Baishuang City is far larger than that of ordinary cities. During the rule of the Song Dynasty, it was called "Magic City". Therefore, it took some time for Mangtai to lead his troops from the east to the west of the city. Moreover, they did not go in a hurry, but only advanced at a speed slightly faster than usual, as if they were not in a hurry.

Therefore, this "Song Army" has been lingering around the Ximen for a moment. The nearby Song people's households were almost slaughtered, countless casualties, and more than 300 beheads were beheaded.

These heads are all young and strong men, and the elderly, young, women and children are not listed here.

"Master, the heads are almost all." A sir flew across the long street full of corpses and reported to Dachang'an.

Da Changan nodded and understood and waved him back.

As Xu passed, the fire illuminated half of the street, the strong wind surging, and dark clouds were overwhelming, and the lightning flashed behind the clouds could be seen.

It looks like it's going to rain heavily.

Da Changan swept the blood on his leather armor and placed the saber in front of the saddle. He looked back at the city gate for some time.

The Ximen still opened his own hole, guarded by his two teams of personal guards who were most trustworthy. Seeing this, the flag officer standing on a high place to watch immediately uttered the flag saying "nothing happens".

Dachang An was relieved a little, then turned his head and looked at the market ahead, which was like a sea of ​​fire. His heel lightly kicked his heel to the saddle bag, and the gold ingots in the bag hit the silver block, making a pleasant whisper.

His face under his bronze helmet immediately smiled, but this joy did not cleanse the uneasiness in his heart. Somehow, something must happen to him.

According to the agreement, he only needed to attack the west of the city for a while, and someone would set off fireworks as a call, and he would lead the "Song Army" to retreat on the same route, making the false statement that he would rob and then withdraw his troops after robbing.

Afterwards, he would lead his troops to rush outside the East City Gate and join with the army of the Right Commander Blush.

To be honest, Blosh was able to take down the East Gate and West Gate at the same time, which actually exceeded Dachang'an's expectations. It was only after he heard about this that he finally made up his mind to turn the left army and surrender to the right army camp.

He didn't want to be furious from the wolf cub anymore, and he also keenly realized that Mangtai no longer valued them, the old camp people, and when the new army began to take shape, he was afraid that an old man like him would be even more neglected.

How great it is now. As long as tonight, the heads of these Song people will become heads of the "Song Army" and Da Chang'an can report military merits.

The beheading level 300 is not small, and at least it can raise his armor-like virtual title to a full level.

As for the little boy Mangtai and Gude, Brush had already thought of a way to deal with them.

It turned out that Da Chang'an wanted to kill a few of Mangtai's confidants, put their heads in the Song army's bronze helmets, and threw them in front of Mangtai, confirming his crime of being familiar with foreign countries. But Brush said that there was no need for such trouble.

It turned out that he had the iron evidence that Mangtai had an affair with the Crown Prince of Xinli and stole silver mining. In addition, the fact that defending the city was not good, Mangtai, the Zuo Shuai, would definitely not be guaranteed, and maybe he would be imprisoned.

At that time, Da Chang'an could be transferred to Bulush's tent with justification, saying that he would not be happy, and he would hand over the fat man from the Zuo Shuai Mansion to him and let him eat a few bites of meat.

However, this long-standing Halqin leader, who had been in the battlefield, was still more careful. After entering the city, he sent heavy troops to defend the retreat route of Ximen, and laid out a spy in advance to ambush the city and spy on information everywhere.

As soon as the Mangtai army approaches Youguanfang, the horse will be immediately rewarded, and Dachang'an will also withdraw its troops immediately.

He didn't want to meet with the elites of the Mangtai. Anyway, he had enough money and goods, but unfortunately the little girls from the Song Dynasty had no way to kidnap them, so he could only kill them together. There were a few of them who were quite beautiful.

Dachang An felt quite upset, but then he thought that he had made great contributions this time and would be alone in Baishuang City. Above all, not to mention the little girl from the Song Dynasty, or even the women from the Jin noble family, he would play whatever he wanted.

Throughout this thought, he couldn't help but feel hot all over, and he wished he could immediately hold the little girl who was so tender that she could pinch out of water in his arms.

Suddenly, the corner of his eyes suddenly flashed, and he quickly turned his head to look, but saw a man walking slowly not far from the front of the horse, not far from him.

The man was wearing a blue essay shirt, his two wide sleeves were rolled up by the strong wind, and his back looked familiar.

I seem to have seen it somewhere.

Da Changan thought, and he didn't care much about it.

He did know a few Punakhusheli, but the more he did, the less he could not keep a living, otherwise he would be the one who would be exposed afterwards and Dachang'an would die.

He pulled out the saber and held it in his hand and weighed it, curling his lips contemptuously.

Too light.

These weak Song people were only worthy of using this kind of child weapon, and they could not use any force in their hands. However, cutting down a pariah is enough.

Da Changan laughed, and when he squeezed his horse's belly, the war horse neighed and rushed straight to the man in blue. Da Changan leaned forward with familiarity, just like he did when he killed the untouchables all over the street.

The blade faced the sea of ​​fire and drew a dazzling cold light.

Everything in front of me suddenly became smaller.

Da Changan looked at the market and houses below in surprise. There was a man riding a horse on the long street, but strangely, this person had no head.

"Bang", the head wearing a copper helmet exploded in the air, and the flesh and blood were shattered, and the red and white spilled all over the floor.

After another breath, Da Changan's body swayed and fell from the running horse. The blood of the tent broke out and flew backwards, condensed into a big red word:

"evil".

The word "blood" is erratic and distorted, and it tells all the evils of actions, the body's evil, the heart's evil, and the human's evil. Around the word "blood", there is blood in the box, square and straight, and the word "evil" is wrapped in the air, and it is a square.

The blood-colored Dou Fang was fixed, and Ling Chuan hovered for several breaths, and suddenly it flew away, and blood was splashing everywhere. Da Chang'an's corpse fell to the ground at this time, but the complete human form was no longer visible, but it was just a group of large and small corpses and internal organs.

When the last corpse landed, the street was long and silent. Except for the man in blue, no one stood on the street. All the "Song Army" on the street were killed. However, the soldiers and soldiers did not turn into blood and were only removed from their heads.

The man in blue clothes looked around and suddenly took a step forward.

The next moment, his figure appeared in a corner of the street, and immediately swept his sleeves.

"Crash", the whole piece of ground in front of him suddenly burst into pieces, and rocks and mud flew to the side, revealing a cellar below.

A woman with a baby in her arms was curled up in the cellar, trembling all over.
Chapter completed!
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