"What?" Lu Shu was shocked when he heard this: "We just captured the city, and there are already deserters?"
"Or are there hundreds of people?"
"Yes, people's hearts are broken." Captain Nafu shook his head and sighed:
"The great situation was ruined by Wang Zheng himself!"
Lu Shu nodded when he heard this. He actually hated Wang Zheng.
You must know that among the scoundrels killed by the heavenly army that day, some of them were his sworn brothers.
Everyone in this group of people owed him unpaid debts. Now that these scoundrels were dead, he had lost a lot of money for nothing.
Thinking of this, my flesh ached and I gritted my teeth even more, and cursed bitterly:
"This guy really deserves to die. Sooner or later he will end up dead with no body intact!"
When Captain Nafu heard this, his expression was startled, and his expression when he looked at Lu Shu suddenly became strange.
"Brother Fu, what's wrong?" Lu Shu asked in surprise when he saw this.
Captain Fu laughed dryly and said: "It's okay, everyone is gone, you should go back first."
Watching the other party's leaving figure, Captain Fu gave instructions to the soldiers around him who also had strange expressions:
"Investigate this Lu Shu's situation and write it down first."
"promise!"
the other side.
The group of people who fled in the dark did not dare to let go when they first left the city gate, for fear that the movement would be too loud and attract attention.
When they were farther away, they immediately quickened their pace and ran wildly.
After a cup of tea, even Zhao County was completely engulfed in darkness. The group of people finally breathed a sigh of relief and could no longer hold back. They all celebrated with each other and were quite excited.
Among the group of people who were jubilant and rejoicing, only Mr. Zuo remained indifferent. He looked at everyone with disdain, suddenly threw away the support on the left and right, and looked back at Fang Se from Zhao County with a fierce look on his face.
Yuan opened his old eyes and stared for a long time. Zuo Lao suddenly pointed to the sky and swore, shouting:
"My boss, from today onwards, the old slave and the child Wang Zheng are at odds with each other. This thief must be strangled to avenge the great hatred of my Zuo family!"
Its voice is hoarse and unpleasant, like the neighing of a night owl.
When the people around him heard this, they also started to make noises and began to curse Wang Zheng with all kinds of vicious words.
Everyone in this group of people believed that as long as they escaped from the city, this group of thieves would be rampant for a few days.
As long as the officers and soldiers arrive after hearing the news, they will surely put an end to the thieves' lair!
Just like every previous Yellow Turban uprising, it had the same ending.
...
County government, backyard.
After his fight with the mysterious woman outside Nariwubao, Wang Zheng finally discovered his current shortcomings.
In terms of martial arts, he is really blank.
Feeling this, these days, whenever he has a little leisure time, Wang Zheng will find a secluded place to practice his sword alone.
Of course, he currently doesn't have any writings related to martial arts, let alone any magical skills.
The so-called practice of swordsmanship is nothing more than recalling some actions from the movies and TV shows you have watched in your previous life and trying to imitate them.
Not to mention, this random chopping seems to have an effect.
At the very least, the one-handed weapon training level on the system screen is always increasing.
Unconsciously, it has reached the value of 48.
Maybe the savings were finally enough. When Wang Zheng came to the courtyard again this afternoon, he already felt something.
He no longer immediately started swinging the sword as before, but instead held the sword with his eyes closed, standing proudly.
Time passes slowly like water.
Over the past few days, all the killing scenes have passed through my mind one after another.
Slowly, he seemed to feel the same feeling at the beginning of time travel again.
Panic, irritability, restlessness, depression... all appeared one after another.
Like an undercurrent.
surge, rise.
Until I can't stop it anymore!
Wang Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling.
He sat down on his horse, leaned forward to draw his sword, and swung it in an instant.
In the small world, apart from the colorful fallen leaves, there is also the light of swords.
Whether it was chopping or chopping, Wang Zheng's heart was clear at this time. He neither wanted to be organized nor precise, nor did he think about any moves. He just wanted to follow his heart, and every time he swung the sword, he felt more joyful and excited.
At the end of the day, he became so passionate that he looked up to the sky and roared loudly. His whole body jumped up, and he was slashed down with a single sword in mid-air.
Running like thunder and lightning.
There was a loud noise, and the big tree in the courtyard fell to the ground, breaking into two parts, sending up dust all over the sky.
Wang Zheng turned around and looked around, only to see Mrs. Huo standing behind her with a smile and vigorously clapping her jade palms.
The woman seemed to be touched by his aura, and she felt a little excited. At this time, two red clouds flew up from her cheeks, and her bright eyes shone with a thrilling and strange look, becoming more and more dazzling.
Wang Zheng was about to speak when he saw Kaohsiung walking in with an officer.
It was Captain Fu who guarded the city gate.
Seeing this, Mrs. Huo knew that the men had business to discuss. She nodded slightly to Wang Zheng, bowed slightly to the two visitors, and walked away knowingly.
"Congratulations on your great improvement in swordsmanship."
Kaohsiung did not dare to neglect Mr. Huo, so he quickly returned the salute, then turned around and flattered Wang Zheng.
"You are becoming more and more skilled at telling lies with your eyes open." Wang Zheng scolded with a smile, and sheathed the sword in a cool manner:
"I had already finished practicing when you two came here. How do you know that my sword skills have improved?"
"When a general practices swordsmanship, the sound of his swords roars, and the tigers and tigers are powerful."
Kaohsiung said with a smile: "I heard it as soon as I entered the atrium. Just hearing the sound made me sigh loudly."
Wang Zheng was too lazy to talk to him anymore. He looked at Captain Fu who was silent on the side and said with a smile: "How has the situation been since yesterday?"
"General Bing." Seeing Wang Zheng's question, Captain Fu quickly bowed and replied:
"Since yesterday, 13 groups of people have been released, totaling 127 households. We have collected 70,000 yuan in property and half a box of other gold and silver."
"So much oil and water?" Wang Zheng looked at Kaohsiung with some surprise. When he saw the other party nodded, he asked again:
"How's the news going?"
"When each group of people leaves the city, I will mention it a few times. It should have spread." At this point, Captain Fu paused, glanced at Wang Zheng furtively, and suddenly bowed down:
"Please forgive me, General."
"Huh? You did a good job." Hearing this, Wang Zheng was quite surprised and asked: "It's clear that you have merit, so what's the crime?"
"General Bing, in the process of doing things, in order to win the trust of these rats, I said some disrespectful words towards the general." Captain Fu looked at Wang Zheng in fear and said:
"I also listened to a lot of comments about the general..."
"What to me?" Wang Zheng touched his chin and asked with interest.
"Curse and slander against the general..."
At this point, Captain Nafu put his forehead to the ground and did not dare to look at Wang Zheng's face. He just shouted: "The villain is guilty."
"That's it?"
Wang Zheng was startled, then suddenly smiled, and after thinking for a moment, he personally walked forward and helped Captain Nafu up.
He patted the dust on the other party's body and comforted calmly: "What's the harm?"
“When a person is worthless, his words are even less important.”
"What's the point of the whine of a bunch of defeated dogs?"