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Two hundred and fifty self-defeating

Dongcheng

The corpses lay on the ground, and the blood gathered into small streams.

As soon as these villagers entered the city, they were hit by a hail of arrows.

Even the elites in each village still lost their position in such an unexpected situation and made a mess in the Wengcheng.

A small number of loyal tribe members desperately wanted to escort their master's family away.

Most of the others put down their weapons the moment they heard the shouts from the city.

There had been a curfew in the city before, and the chaos here did not cause any unrest.

After a large number of county soldiers entered the scene, the situation quickly stabilized.

These all fell into the eyes of Lian Zhen above the city platform.

The heads of several nephews who led the Lian family tribe were sent one after another, along with the Lian family's flag.

Lian Zhen seemed to have been drained of all his strength and could hardly stand.

In the end, it was the family's last dignity that kept him from falling. Lian Zhen supported the female wall and said, "Prefect Zhao, what a good plan."

Zhao Yun was not wearing his military uniform and stood beside him with his hands behind his hands. He raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. When he was about to say something, a soldier came to report: "Captain Zhao, Lady Yan is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gongsun Yan walked up the stairs holding the hem of his big cloak.

Lian Zhen looked at it with a sad smile and was shocked.

When he saw Zhao Yun taking the initiative to greet her, he cupped his fists and saluted: "I've met Mrs. Yan."

Lian Zhen opened his mouth in astonishment.

In the eyes of the world, Zhao Yun and the Gongsun family do have a very close connection.

But the relationship order they saw in front of them was completely contrary to what they had taken for granted.

For a moment, Lian Zhen was struck by a huge sense of absurdity and lost the ability to react.

"The number of prisoners in the city is being counted. Most of the evil leaders of each family have been beheaded, and some are still being screened."

Zhao Yun respectfully reports.

"Okay." Gongsunyan looked at him, held down the fingers that were about to move under his sleeves, and said seriously, "Thank you Zilong."

At this time, Lian Zhen shook his hands and pointed tremblingly at Gongsun Yan: "You, you..."

Zhao Yun turned sideways to block the finger he was pointing at. His face no longer looked as peaceful as before, and when he looked back at Lian Zhen, his expression was extremely cold and solemn.

Lian Zhen took a shallow breath and put down his finger: "Ms. Gongsun, what a plan!"

He wanted to say something else, but he heard the sound of laughter coming from next to him.

The young city gate captain who had previously pretended to accept his gold, like an enthusiastic puppy, came close to a person: "Uncle Ding!"

The man laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Azhou, you are a good boy. You have already become a city gate captain. Work hard and don't be a bad example."

There was a buzz in Lian Zhen's mind. Isn't that person who was laughing loud and clear none other than Manager Ding?

At this time, Lian Zhen saw Wang Jin standing next to him again. He was dressed as a scholar and said in vulgar language: "Yes, when Ding Tou and I first entered the city, we were extorted by a son of a bitch for two pieces of cloth. You can't

Do it like that."

All the doubts in Lian Zhen's heart were instantly solved.

With a pale face, he looked at Gongsun Yan who was talking to Zhao Yun: "It turns out those two people were the work of Lady Yan."

"It is much easier to gather people with evil intentions in one place at once, close the door and kill them than dealing with them one by one."

Next, every family that has lost its tribe is like a lamb, which can only be led to the slaughter.

Gongsun Yan was talking to Zhao Yun in a low voice. He was not annoyed when he was interrupted. Who would care about a dying person? He nodded noncommittally: "That's right."

As early as June, she sprinkled dark seeds everywhere in western Liaoning.

After receiving Hua Tuo, who was tied up with five flowers, she paid more attention to this aspect.

Subsequently, several more groups of people were dispatched, and their origins were even more carefully disguised.

It's a coincidence that Wang Jin's mission was that Gongsun Yan was unhappy with those guys who put down their bowls and scolded their mothers, wanted to fish, and then chased them all out.

But it happens that Li Ding accidentally gets acquainted with Lian Zhe, who is full of complaints and arrogant.

So we made a line together.

Only then did we have the outstanding performances and guidance of the two movie stars.

"The wine shop where Lian Zhe went to drink is also my property." Gongsun Yan wanted him to make it clear and not hide it.

After the Lingzhi War, she didn't even have an accurate count of how much private property she owned in various industries in the city.

It would only take almost an hour for all those insane curses and discussions in the tavern to come to Zhang's hands in the form of words, and then important information would be presented to her desk.

Gongsun Yan's magnanimity made Lian Zhen open his mouth to scold her, but he didn't know what to scold her for.

Finally, Lian Zhenyi cupped his hands and said, "I hope Madam Yan will be merciful and leave a trace of blood for my Lian family."

After saying that, he jumped out of the city and fell headfirst into the green bricks below the city.

Gongsun Yan heard a dull sound and did not look around.

"Zilong, arrange manpower, take in the prisoners, and cooperate with Anyuan to take over the properties of various manors and the population of the shade households."

"Yes." Zhao Yun took the order and left without delay.

He had already planned these details in his mind and arranged them quickly.

When he returned to the city wall, he saw Gongsun Yan standing by the brazier at the corner of the city tower, staring blankly at the flames in the basin.

"Are you okay?"

Gongsun Yan stood by the fire to keep warm, checking the system to buy a late-night snack. He was debating whether to buy skewers or pancakes, when he suddenly heard someone ask.

She turned around blankly and saw Zhao Yun's worried expression: "Huh?"

"Are you okay?" Zhao Yun frowned and asked again.

Earlier, she drove the huge monster to smash a bloody path in Lingzhi City. After she woke up, she cried for a long time, and Zhao Yun did not trust her.

Gongsun Yan looked at Zhao Yun's face under the firelight. The tall young man lowered his head and looked serious and focused.

She swallowed the word "nothing happened", glanced sideways at no one around, and fell into his arms.

She held Zhao Yun's waist, rubbed against his chest muscles, hid the smile on her lips, and said aggrievedly: "Some people call me a poisonous woman."

"You also called me Si Chen."

Zhao Yun paused and gently put his hand around her shoulders: "Who? Where is he?"

He was not wearing military uniform, Gongsun Yan's face was pressed against his chest, and you could hear his pounding heartbeat.

This time he did not go into battle, and his clothes and body were fresh and refreshing, with a faint smell of soap issued by the army.

Zhao Yun bent down and listened carefully, waiting for Gongsun Yan's answer.

Gongsun Yan hooked his neck, pulled him closer, put his feet close to his ear and said, "I will burn them to death myself." The ashes flew away.

"Okay." Hearing this, Zhao Yun relaxed a little and gently stroked her hair, "You don't have to go there in person next time, don't let it hurt your eyes."

Gongsun Yan paused: "Speaking of which, my eyes hurt a little. Look."

Zhao Yun frowned and looked carefully, but he didn't see any damage to her eyes. He only saw her eyes full of smiles, and couldn't help but whisper: "Ayan lied to me again."

Even as he spoke, there was a smile on his lips, and he stretched out his arms to hold her tightly in his arms.

After a long time, Gongsun Yan raised his head: "Zilong, I still want to eat snail noodles."


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