Mo Wen didn't want to participate in the military parade at the Dongcheng Campus, but he couldn't refuse Fang Rou's soft invitation. He knew that once he appeared at the Dongcheng Campus, he would be labeled as the City Lord's Mansion and completely tied to the City Lord's Mansion.
It would be impossible for him to be alone, but since he disabled Liu Dao's right hand, he has been involved in the whirlpool of Feishicheng's struggle. This agreement was also out of inner guilt. After all, he was the one who caused the Liu family in Qingcheng.
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As soon as the sky lit up, all the city lord's palace members except for a few left-behind iron guards gathered at the Dongcheng school grounds. The five-year-old city lord Dingbei Hou Shizi Fang Ping sat on the main seat, flanked by Fang Rou and Zhang Ji.
Why did Zhang Ji actually arrange a seat for Mo Wen next to Fang Rou? The other fifth-level spiritual sword masters and fourth-level spiritual sword masters and guards all stood aside without seats.
The hundred or so evil-looking Black Wind Iron Guards below the stage lined up neatly facing the school grounds to guard the high platform. Beside it were twenty or thirty Spirit Sword Masters standing with pale faces. The formation was not very neat but they did not dare to move.
They moved, looking in awe at the new Sword Master Hall Master Fu Qing standing in front of them. Most of these people were second- and third-level low-level spiritual sword masters. There were only a few fourth-level spiritual sword masters, and their basic qualifications were not very good.
, they are all rootless spiritual swordsman cultivators. Yesterday, Fu Qing reorganized the sword master hall and killed the deputy hall master who had the strength of a fifth-level spirit sword master on the spot. This scared away a group of people, but most of them chose to stay.
Without the resources provided by the Sword Master Hall, these rootless cultivators would be in a difficult situation on the path of cultivation.
"Captain, the hour has arrived!" an iron guard below shouted loudly.
Zhang Ji's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Drumming!"
The dull drumbeats sounded quickly and powerfully in the school grounds. After a quarter of an hour, the drums subsided. There was no movement in the entire school grounds, and not a single swordsman came to answer!
Zhang Ji's face was gloomy, and there was a bloodthirsty murderous intention in his eyes. In the northern battlefield, he would definitely go on a killing spree, but now in Feishicheng, he had to suppress the murderous intention in his heart and shouted in a low voice: "Second strike!"
The drums sounded again, and suddenly there was a rush of horse hoofbeats from the west gate of the school grounds. Hundreds of knights were seen galloping over, carrying a fierce momentum of elites who had fought hundreds of battles. The hundreds of knights were like thousands of troops.
Zhang Ji's eyes suddenly shone with light. The Feishicheng army did not completely disappoint him. Although the overall strength of these hundreds of knights was not as good as the elites on the northern battlefield, their momentum was not weak at all.
The cavalry suddenly stopped in front of the general's stand. Hundreds of swordsmen dismounted in unison. Their movements were neat and tidy, as if they had gone through countless drills. Two middle-aged swordsmen dressed as commanders emerged from the crowd. The leader was a
A fifth-level spiritual sword master, and the other person also has the cultivation of a fourth-level spiritual sword master.
The two of them faced each other and prostrated themselves on the stage.
"Fei Shicheng's Sword Wei Yan."
"Xiaguan Feishicheng Dianjun Zhao Qingshan."
"Lead the two guards who protect the city to meet the Lord of the City!"
Zhang Ji glanced at the hundreds of prostrated swordsmen below, and his eyes were filled with coldness. It was not because the other party was late, but because the armors on the hundreds of swordsmen were worn out, and some of them even had swords without scabbards. Such an army was simply
They are no different from the beggar army. He suppressed the anger in his chest and said in a low voice: "No courtesy."
Wei Yan and Zhao Qingshan raised their heads and glanced at Zhang Ji. Knowing that the terrifyingly powerful spirit sword master in front of them was now the actual controller of the City Lord's Mansion, they thanked him and stood up.
"Wei Sijian, why are only the city guards coming to respond? Where are the city guards?" Zhang Ji looked at Wei Yan with cold eyes.
Wei Yan lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I don't know, I have already gathered all the troops that I can control."
Zhang Ji shouted angrily: "That's ridiculous! As the Sword Master of Feishic City, you have control over the entire Feishic City army! Can you shirk the blame just by saying you don't know?"
Wei Yan just lowered his head and said nothing.
"Okay! Let's not talk about the city guards for now." Zhang Ji gave him a deep look and turned to Zhao Qingshan: "Zhao Dianjun, there are 2,000 city guards on Feishicheng's military register, but now there are only 600 here.
Can you tell me where the remaining 1,400 people are?"
Zhao Qingshan trembled all over, lowered his head on his chest and said dryly: "There are only 624 people under the lower official's command, and now they are all here. As for the official who is recorded in the military register, I don't know."
"'I don't know' again! You are very good!" Zhang Ji almost squeezed out these words through his teeth, and suddenly shouted: "Wei Yan! Zhao Qingshan! Zhao Guojunlu, what should I do if the general can't do anything?
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Wei Yan was startled. He raised his eyes and glanced at the stage. Then he quickly lowered his head and said in a buzzing voice: "General, if you tap Mao, you won't receive ten army sticks for one drum."
Zhang Ji said calmly: "Well, take your people down to be tortured. The governor will continue to do it."
Wei Yan and Zhao Qinghua suddenly raised their heads, with surprise, confusion and a little... joy on their faces. Mo Wen, who was watching coldly on the stage, almost thought that these two people had masochistic tendencies. It was not until later that he understood the reason.
"Yes!" The two of them bowed to accept the order, which was more straightforward than receiving the reward. They led more than 600 swordsmen to the edge of the school field, where there were hundreds of military sticks! They executed each other by themselves.
"Keep playing the drum!" Zhang Ji waved his hand.
The second wave of drum beat completely stopped, and no one came to the school grounds.
Zhang Ji said with a sneer: "Hit again!"
With the third burst of drums, there was finally movement on the campus. Seven or eight well-dressed officers walked into the campus from the south gate, arm-in-arm with each other, letting out wild laughter and curses. Some of them were actually holding bags in their hands.
wine bottle.
Zhang Ji raised his hand and the drumming stopped suddenly. At this time, his eyes were extremely calm, as calm as looking at a group of dead people.
Seven or eight officers stumbled to the foot of the high platform, raised their hands casually to the platform, and shouted in confusion: "The official Feishi City Dianwei Wangba, the Dian Yusheng, the guard of the East City Gate..., the West City Gate...
Duwei..."
"I've met all the city lords. Uh, hiccup - haha, haha..."
A group of people laughed loudly, and several people even threw wine bottles into the air.
A stern smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Ji's mouth, and he leisurely said to Wei Yan, who had just completed his team's execution: "Wei Sijian, what should I do if the general can't click the two drums?"
After being tortured, Wei Yan looked bright and cheerful, and said solemnly: "The military law of Zhao State is that two drums are not worth forty military sticks."
"What about the indecency before the military?"
"Receive the ten army sticks."
"What about alcoholism in the military?"
"Receive twenty military sticks."
"What about contempt for the superior?"
"Receive thirty military sticks."
"Punishment for several crimes!"
"Behead!"
Zhang Ji smiled slightly: "There's no need to behead him. This is the city lord's first military parade. It's not easy to see blood. Just add up the number of crimes and there will be a total of one hundred military sticks. Wei Yan! You execute the execution for me!"
"Take the order!"
Wei Yan waved his hand, and a dozen swordsmen under his command immediately came out. They grabbed one person in pairs and dragged him to the execution site.
Seeing that this was a joke, many soldiers and gangsters suddenly woke up from the wine. A hundred military sticks were no joke. Ordinary swordsmen could be beaten into a pulp. This would cost their lives!
Wang Ba, as the chief officer of the First City Guards, is naturally not weak in strength. The strength of the fourth-level spirit sword master is genuine. He broke away from the escort of the two swordsmen with a loud shout and shouted: "What do you want to do? I am flying."
Captain Shicheng! Who dares to touch me?"
"I dare to touch you." A person next to him said coldly, and Dianjun Zhao Qingshan appeared in front of Wang Ba at some point, with his spiritual sword unsheathed and two swords slashed at Wang Ba's left and right wrists.
Originally, Wang Ba had the strength of a fourth-level spiritual sword master, so it would not be so easy for Zhao Qingshan of the same strength to succeed, but he had been addicted to wine and sex for many years, and his training had long been wasted. In addition, he drank a lot of wine, and he did not react. Knowing that the wrist upload
Only when it hurts did I realize that my hands were disabled!
"Zhao Qingshan! How dare you destroy my hands! I'll kill you!" Wang Ba rushed towards Zhao Qingshan like crazy, but the two swordsmen behind him suppressed him tightly, and he could only scream with red eyes: "Zhao Qingshan
!You will not die well! You all will not die well! Lord Sikong will avenge me!"
Dianxu Yusheng was just a literati with no strength. At this time, his hands and feet were paralyzed with fear, and his nose was full of tears and he was wailing: "Lord City Lord, this villain has realized his mistake! This villain deserves death, please spare his life."
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Other subordinate officers of the Dianwei Dian need also cried out for mercy, but they were destined to escape today. After a while, the school field remembered the screams one after another. The swordsmen of the city guard army who were executing the execution did not know if they had suffered anything from these people.
Angry, each one of them swung the stick as hard as they could, but with just one or twenty sticks, seven or eight people were already bruised and bruised. The military personnel with sword energy were okay, but a few logistics and civil servants such as Dianxu Yusheng had already vented their anger.
More air intake and less air intake.
The third tom continued to roar, and the last hammer of the straight line fell completely. A group of dark figures appeared at the edge of the school field. Qiqi Aai seemed to be extremely timid and approached the center of the school field. These people were swordsmen of the Four Guards City Guards, and their master
To be on the safe side, they went to Dianmao after the second drum, but asked them to go after the third drum. Because of the military law of Zhao State, if the three drums were not met, they would be punished with extreme punishment. Naturally, the city lord could not kill all thousands of them, but he did not
Thinking of the officers who were only late for two drums but were punished so severely, it was no different from the death penalty! These two thousand people did not know what fate they were facing, and they did not dare to escape, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet and go forward.
Hula, two or three thousand people knelt down on the ground and went up the mountain to the Dianjiangtai to plead guilty.
Zhang Ji glanced at the more than 2,000 well-dressed city guards and found that among them there were children aged 12 or 13 and old men in their 60s or 70s. Several of them were even disabled. The murderous intent in their chests was about to explode!
"All military positions above captain are listed!"
There was a commotion among more than two thousand people, but only a few people came out in the end.
Zhang Ji snorted coldly: "Those who conceal their identity - behead!"
As soon as the word "Zhan" came out, the commotion below became even worse. Many officers could no longer hold their breath and rushed out one by one, fully walking out for less than half of them.
Looking at the huge army of seven to eight hundred officers below, Zhang Ji laughed angrily: "That's great! The full strength of the Four Acropolis Guards is only five hundred team-level officers, and you only have two thousand, but there are eight
Hundreds of officers! Haha, okay, everyone is an officer, Wei Yan!" dd