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Chapter 243 Its better to die than live(2/2)

This discussion quickly spread to the Zhan family.
After another hour, the rooster sang and the city gate opened.
Zhan Song, the head of the Zhan family, immediately led his people into the city and found an inn to stay and rest. After sleeping in the wilderness for half the night, their whole bodies were sore and painful.
Of course, the Zhan family did not forget to send people to inquire.
But just as Zhan Song and others had finished washing up and sat down to eat the first steamed buns, the boy rushed back and shouted: "Win, win!"
"What's the victory!" Before Zhan Song could say anything, his family scolded him, "Where are the rules when you yell?"
Zhan Song was in a hurry and didn't care about etiquette: "Speak quickly!"
"Announcements were posted throughout Bu County, and special personnel were sent to preach. The new general manager sent troops to attack the Xunzhou army. They won great victories in Xinhuang, Hetao, and Lu'an. With 1,600 people, they defeated more than 9,000 opponents.
, and beheaded two enemy generals!”
The buns Zhan Song was holding fell to the table: "The announcement...is written like this?"
Zhan's family was in an uproar, and everyone said: "I don't believe it!"
"How can it be!"
"The state government is making lies to calm people's hearts. This is absolutely unbelievable!"
Zhan Song was so confused that he felt the crowd was buzzing and noisy. He couldn't help but slap the table: "Quiet!"
There was a bang and silence.
His wife asked him tentatively: "Master, do you think?"
Zhan Song composed himself: "Send a fast horse back to inquire. We will all stay in Bu County today."
At this time, there was no better way, and the tribesmen had no way to object, and thefts continued everywhere.
Everyone else left, Zhan Song sat in the room for a while, became increasingly depressed, and went out for a walk.
The guests coming and going have smiles on their faces, which seems to be an eyesore.
Finally he walked into a teahouse, and all the tables were talking about his victory. As soon as he found an empty table and sat down, the waiter brought him a pot of hot tea and a plate of dried fruits.
"I didn't order this."
"It's a gift from the shopkeeper, one for each table." The waiter grinned, "Today we have a great victory in the north, we are proud of it. We are so happy!"
"It's not the first time you've won a battle, right?"
"That's two thousand against nine thousand, and you still win!" The clerk put the towel on his shoulder, "The new manager really has two brushes."
"It's a good start. I hope he can withstand it later."
"That's right." The clerk suppressed a smile and sighed, "I don't know if the new manager can fight against that group of rich bastards in Dunyu City! A large number of people came from outside the county today, saying they escaped from Dunyu.
Yeah, I don’t know what’s going on. Do you still want to run after you win?”
"..." Zhan Song's smile turned bitter.
At this time, the streets outside were crackling, and someone actually set off firecrackers in celebration.
One hanging here, one hanging there, the whole city was as happy as if it was a festival.
Only the Dunyu people who were obedient to the Zhan family were equally uneasy, and a notice was posted outside the city gate, as if it was specially posted for them to see.
Chapter completed!
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