From morning to nearly evening, Zhao Xiaole and the musketeers under his leadership did not even eat.
Constantly wandering around the capital to cleanse.
There is no rest, just non-stop killing.
Many soldiers' knives and spears were blunt, and they had to find a weapon from the ground to replace it.
Otherwise, those prisoners would not have been hacked to death, but beaten to death with iron blades.
During this period, not only the large households with large private armies needed to be cleaned, but also some scattered Imperial Guards.
And they had long been frightened by Zhao Xiaole's musketeers.
He will surrender when he sees Zhao Xiaole.
The musketeers and those soldiers have already become red-blooded, so who cares whether they surrender or not?
Kill on sight!
This also caused rivers of blood to flow in the capital that day, and corpses piled up almost like mountains on the streets and in every corner.
As for the rumors about the Musketeers, they were later spread so miraculously that there was nothing wrong with them.
Some people think that it is a witchcraft.
If you hold an iron pipe and you can take someone's life, what is it if it's not a magic trick?
But some people have questioned why they need to light a fire before using magic. I have never heard of a demon kneeling down to cast a spell.
It wasn't until muskets became popular and recognized by the general public that everyone realized that there was something called the science of riding horses.
But at this time in the capital, the prince's enemies had long been frightened out of their wits by the Musketeers, but this was an indisputable fact.
Zhao Xiaole's day of cleaning gradually became more streamlined towards the end.
The musketeers covered the shooting, and the soldiers broke down the door and rushed in to kill. They chopped the first offender to death, held up his head and showed it to Zhao Xiaole, then immediately retreated and rushed to the next place.
Everyone also agreed not to talk too much.
Is this against the rules?
Is it against national law?
Is this the wrong procedure for dealing with prisoners?
Go to hell, right? I just want to finish my work and find a place to sleep, and I don’t care what you do, right?
In this way, the speed will be faster.
Zhao Xiaole saw it in his eyes and didn't say much. Even if he saw a soldier being lazy, he would just urge him twice without punishing him.
Not to mention other people, he hasn't had a drop of water yet. If it hadn't been for the Yijin Meridian to protect his body, he would have been too tired to walk.
When the last large household was cleaned up, Zhao Xiaole directly asked everyone to find food and water to rest on the spot.
Because after resting, there are still many things to do.
At the same time, he also instructed Li Lin to redeploy a group of soldiers to participate in the next wave of purges.
These soldiers are really tired. Let them recuperate first.
And the poor Musketeers really couldn't rest.
On this day, their ears were almost deafened just by the sound of muskets being fired. However, they were an irreplaceable force.
It's impossible to let them rest.
Zhao Xiaole finally made the decision to divide the musketeers into two groups and take turns participating in the cleaning. These people were too important. Without them, the efficiency of the cleaning would be greatly reduced.
This gave the musketeers a little chance to breathe.
After Zhao Xiaole arranged everyone, an old woman appeared in front of the house and looked at him coldly.
The old woman's real name is Ruhua. She was the protector of the previous generation of the Demon Sect. Because she stayed by the Queen's side all year round, she voluntarily resigned from the title of protector.
But her strength has not declined much compared to her peak period.
On the contrary, the older you get, the better you become.
After Zhao Xiaole saw her, he smiled and said, "What? Are you going to challenge me or my musketeers?"
Whether it's a duel or a battle, Zhao Xiaole is not afraid of her at all.
The old woman sneered and said: "Marquis of Zhenguo, I have no interest in fighting with you. I came here just to tell you that I will not allow you to take action anymore, otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences!"
Zhao Xiaole seemed to suddenly become interested, "Oh? What other chips does she have in her hand? How dare she continue to challenge me?"
The old woman said coldly: "King Pingxi is suddenly critically ill. Now that Yan soldiers have received the news, they will attack Chuzhou soon. What are you going to do?"
"Are you still going to continue fighting with the Third Prince?"
Zhao Xiaole took two steps forward and stood facing the old woman.
He is much taller than the old woman. Of course, the old woman is too old and her back is a bit hunched.
She was definitely the height of a goddess when she was young.
Moreover, from the outline of her face, it can be seen that she was an outstanding beauty when she was young.
As for now, those wrinkles on his face are unlikely to arouse any interest in men.
Naturally, Zhao Xiaole doesn’t know how to do it either.
He didn't think about these messy things. He stopped and said: "You'd better figure out one thing first. It's the third prince who wants to fight me. To be precise, it's with your support that the third prince can do it.
Got these things!"
"Now that I can't defeat you, why do you think of surrendering and begging for mercy? Is there such a good thing? But now it's too late!"
The old woman snorted heavily, "Marquis Zhenguo, you will pay the price for what you have done!"
Zhao Xiaole did not give in, but warned:
"I really want to see what the price is. Go back and tell that woman to be more honest in the future. Otherwise, when I see her again, I won't give her a massage, but will give her some unforgettable lessons!"
The old woman gritted her teeth, her cheeks turned purple with anger, but in the end she couldn't say anything harsh.
I had no choice but to hold back my anger and stomp away.
At the beginning, the Queen really wanted the Royal Guards to participate in the turmoil. Unfortunately, after learning about Zhao Xiaole's Musketeers, she immediately gave up this plan.
She still didn't know the details of the musketeers and the artillery, so she was unwilling to take the risk.
And this choice is undoubtedly a wise one.
Now that King Pingxi has sent Yan troops to invade, Chuzhou will be hit first, and the pressure will return to Zhao Xiaole again.
Therefore, the Empress could only continue to wait and see the situation. As long as the prince was not having a good time, she would have no time to take action against them.
It was impossible for her to leave the Yan soldiers alone.
Zhao Xiaole naturally understood this truth, so after the old woman left, he decided not to wait any longer.
Once the Yan soldiers invade, the Dongyue people will definitely be ready to attack.
The chaos in Jingyang has become apparent. Maybe the East Vietnamese will cross the Zhenbei King's defense line and use the mobility of the cavalry to attack the capital.
Don’t stop cleaning!
Before fighting against the outside world, one must first settle down at home, but time is clearly not on Zhao Xiaole's side.
So, Zhao Xiaole shouted: "Zhang Xiaoyi!"
"Here!"
Zhang Xiaoyi's energy level is still good. After resting for a while, his energy level has improved a lot.
Zhao Xiaole sighed and said: "Take half of the musketeers and set off with me!"
However, the expected accusation of injustice did not come. Instead, Zhang Xiaoyi shouted excitedly: "Yes!"
Only then did Zhao Xiaole realize that the soldiers were not mentally tired, but physically exhausted.
