Zhao Rui did not answer, but drank all the bitter wine in the bowl and left in a hurry with Ziyun and Zhao Weirui.
It wasn't until the three of them had left for a long time that the village chief and his party realized what they were doing.
"Old lady, where did you bring these three guests back from?"
"It's from the entrance of the village!"
...
Eight hundred merchant troops soon arrived at Huacheng.
Almost all the defenders here were mobilized to fight in Gucheng, leaving less than a thousand people to guard the area.
Zhao Rui crammed 800 men and horses into Huacheng easily and went straight to the city lord's palace.
"Who are you?" The city lord complained and looked at the merchant army that suddenly appeared in front of him in horror: "Do you know that this is the territory of Archduke Fei Ding'an, how dare you come here to rob!"
Zhao Rui glanced at the city lord coldly and placed the King Yu Sword on his neck.
"Give you a chance to live and tell me all the information about Grand Duke Fei Anding, otherwise, I will kill you!"
"Do you know what you are talking about?" The city lord kept shouting: "The Grand Duke is a member of the Turkic royal family. It is simply unreasonable for you to want to know the information about his old man!"
Zhao Rui's eyes were cold and he directly pulled the city lord out and threw him on the street. At the same time, he called out all the people in the city.
"From now on, this city belongs to my Dashang! You will also follow my decrees and obtain your own property."
The people present were very numb to the sudden change in front of them. They were not even interested in the property that Zhao Rui mentioned. They just stared at the city lord like a pack of wolves, as if they had a strong hatred.
Zhao Rui immediately saw what the people were thinking and threw the city lord directly among the people.
"Give my son his life!"
The sudden shout completely broke the calm. The people watching from the surrounding area stepped forward and tore the city lord into pieces. It seemed that they hated the city lord to the extreme.
Zhao Rui didn't care that much and had people move half of the property from the city's treasury and set up a high platform on the street.
"Everyone, come and line up to claim the property that should be yours!"
Everyone was shocked when they saw the gold coins and various supplies on the high platform, but no one dared to step forward to collect them.
In their opinion, these are all the property of Grand Duke Fiandin and have nothing to do with them.
Zhao Weirui directly pushed the large pile of gold coins forward.
"You are now the subjects of Dashang and have nothing to do with the Turks anymore!"
The thunderous roar startled everyone present, but no one dared to step forward first.
"Where is Dashang?" The thin middle-aged man mustered up the courage to step forward.
Zhao Rui immediately sent the packed gold coins and supplies up.
“This is Dashang!”
The man looked at the items in his hands with incredible eyes.
"Are these all for me?"
Zhao Rui nodded: "Of course, all the people in the city have it!"
Only then did the others gain the courage to step forward.
"The sky has changed! You must be gods descending to earth to save us!"
Everyone who received the supplies knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, as if they really regarded Zhao Rui and the others as gods.