"My subordinate is here!" Wei Yan changed his self-identity unconsciously, completely recognizing Zhang Ji's leadership position.
"As the Sword Commander of Feishi City, the city's garrison has been overstaffed with vacant officers. What do you have to say?"
"I have nothing to say."
"Do you have any objection if I punish you for dereliction of duty?"
"My subordinates have no objections."
"Okay, let's record the crime of dereliction of duty for now. When this happens, you can go to the city lord's mansion to receive the punishment."
"I obey my orders."
Then Zhang Ji pointed at the more than 800 officers in the audience: "What crime should these people be guilty of if they don't even make a fuss?"
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Zhang Ji waved his hand coldly: "Push it down and kill it!"
More than 800 people were immediately in an uproar. They did not expect that the city lord would actually dare to kill them. This was more than 800 people! Who would lead the city guards who killed them? But the current situation made them unconvinced.
"Damn it, the city lord is going to kill everyone! Everyone is rebelling!"
"Rebellion! Are there more than 800 of us afraid of them?"
"Brothers, come on! Kill that little city lord! How dare a little kid ride on my head!"
"Yes! Bloodbath the City Lord's Mansion!"
More than a thousand ordinary city guard swordsmen below also became commotion. Zhang Ji's methods were too cruel. The chief officers were sentenced to death one by one. I'm afraid they and the other soldiers would not escape death either.
Zhang Ji smiled coldly, as if he was watching another monkey show, and his clear voice spread throughout the audience: "You city guards, listen to the order. These people are rebelling and conspiring to rebel. Now I order you to put down the rebellion immediately. After the rebellion is put down, you will be exempted from the need to do anything.
It’s a crime not to be able to do it!”
The city guard swordsmen who originally wanted to join the rebellion gained a glimmer of hope. Immediately, more than half of them gave up the idea of rebellion and drew their swords and rushed towards their former superiors. The battle was not particularly fierce but extremely bloody.
A fierce battle began.
These officers were all relatives and friends of officials at all levels in the city. They relied on their connections to get into the army and earn some military pay. How could they have any real skills? Although the more than a thousand city guards had been neglecting training for a long time, they were still able to deal with them.
Soon more than 800 officers were beheaded on the spot, and the more than 1,000 city guards also suffered hundreds of casualties, reducing their number to less than 1,000. The executions of the chief officers of the Munitions Department of the city guards over there had also ended, and eight bloody corpses were found.
Lying on the ground, the thick blood stained the ground below black and red.
"Wei Yan obeys the order."
"My subordinate is here."
"I order you to lead the city guards to block the gates of the four cities and implement martial law throughout the city. Anyone who causes trouble will be killed without mercy!"
"I obey my orders!"
Wei Yan took a deep breath. He had been waiting for this day for a long time. With a wave of his hand, he began to announce orders one after another. Soon, nearly a thousand city guards who had just passed through the fighting were sorted out by him and followed by his six hundred guards.
The elite city army marched out of the school grounds.
"Fu Qing, you lead the Sword Master Hall to cooperate with Wei Sijian's actions. If there are any changes, you can make your own decision."
"Others stay at the school grounds and are ready to come to your aid at any time!"
A purge started without warning, targeting the relatives of officers at all levels of the Feishic City Guards. There was only one way to deal with these restless factors, to kill them all! After today, the entire military power of Feishic City was taken back
In the city lord's mansion.
"Asshole! Asshole! How dare he do this? Why would he dare to do this?!" Huang Renjian smashed more than ten precious porcelains in Sikong Mansion. He did not expect that the City Lord's Mansion would do so cruelly!
More than 800 people, kill them all! Isn't he afraid of causing unrest in the city? It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that he had been in a misunderstanding. This time he was not facing politicians who only knew intrigues and intrigues, but politicians who were full of evil intentions.
He is an iron-blooded soldier who returns from the battlefield with determination and determination!
"Sir, do you want to ask Mr. Zuo Xiang for help?" Pang Guang said weakly.
Huang Renjian glared at him fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him up. Pang Guang's legs were so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground, and he didn't dare to say a word anymore.
His stern eyes swept over the faces of many subordinates one by one, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Feishicheng is mine, mine! No one can take it away!"
After taking a few heavy breaths, Huang Renjian suddenly laughed nervously: "Don't be complacent. Liu Dao will return to Qingcheng Villa soon. Soon, you will suffer soon. The young master of this generation in Qingcheng is a
Out-and-out perverts, just wait..."
Next, Feishicheng seemed to have returned to calm. After Zhang Ji took over the military power, he began to restore Feishicheng's defense force. He recruited new soldiers to expand the army with 600 city guards and 1,000 city guards as the backbone, and soon restored the full establishment.
, the next step is to train the new army. The Sikong Mansion is not in trouble. It is extremely supportive of the components of the new army and supplies the equipment and materials in full without any deductions. It seems that it has lost its ambition to compete with the city lord's government, but anyone with a discerning eye understands.
This is the calm before the storm, and the tension in the city is even greater than before. Both parties are accumulating strength, waiting for the moment when their fangs are exposed...
Mo Wen's life began to become regular. He taught Fang Ping basic swordsmanship in the morning, traveled around the city in the afternoon to find some rare ores for sword refining, and used the ores to refine his body while practicing the nameless mental method in the evening. His strength gradually improved steadily.
It's growing. It's just a pity that it's impossible to find rare objects like Xuantie again. Even if he finds it, he can't afford it. What he's buying these days are some common cloud iron and copper mother, which contains essence.
Very rarely, it only takes a lot of physical strength to show a slight increase, but it is always better than nothing.
One afternoon ten days later, dozens of knights, all Spirit Sword Masters, suddenly came galloping towards the north of the city. Dozens of not weak spiritual energy fluctuations converged into a huge spiritual energy tide, pressing towards Feishi City from a distance.
The North City Gate has already received a warning from the guard sword tower outside the city. The new city gate guard is a former Black Wind Iron Guard guard. After hearing the news, he immediately climbed up the tower and felt the huge spiritual pressure in his face.
Wei Bai, one of them was not weaker than Zhang Ji in his heyday! There were also two who were obviously sixth-order spirit sword masters, and the other weakest ones were also at the fourth-order spirit sword master level. This power was enough to overwhelm their city lord's palace!
Soon, dozens of knights rushed under the city gate without any intention of slowing down or stopping. The traveling caravan swordsmen who lined up to enter the city all dodged, and several of them, who were not weak spirit swordsmen, also dodged aside. After all,
The momentum of dozens of riders is truly terrifying.
"Stop, whoever comes!" A group of city guard swordsmen stood in front of the city gate with their swords raised. The leader shouted to the knights on the opposite side: "It is forbidden to mount horses at the city gate! Please slow down and dismount immediately!"
The young knight at the front stopped when his horse was about to hit the swordsman. The wild horse neighed and its front hooves were raised high. The knight on the horse had already yelled angrily: "Get away! You dare to go my way."
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The whip was raised high and hit the swordsman captain with a fierce wind. The captain, who was only a third-rate swordsman, flew backwards without any resistance and fell heavily into the city cave.
There was a commotion among the other swordsmen, and they retreated timidly.
"Who are you? Why did you injure my swordsman?" The North City Gate Guard pressed his sword hilt and strode out, staring at the domineering young knight in front of him with anger in his eyes.
The young knight sneered: "This little slave dares to block my way. It's his blessing to give him a whip. You are the city gate officer here? Let your men clear the way quickly and welcome the young master into the city!"
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The knuckles of Du Wei holding the sword turned slightly white, and he suppressed his anger and said: "This is Feishicheng, the fiefdom of Marshal Dingbeihou. No one can act arrogantly. Your Excellency, please respect yourself!"
The young knight laughed loudly: "Self-respect? I don't care about myself at all. Isn't it just the fiefdom of a dead prince? I am lucky to be here."
"Insult the commander--you will be punished!" Du Wei finally couldn't bear it anymore. He was a warrior on the battlefield. It was impossible for him to endure the humiliation and bear the burden. When facing the enemy, even if the opponent was a sword master, he could use his sword!
The spirit sword was unsheathed and slashed at the young knight. Although the young knight was only in his twenties, his cultivation had reached the peak of the fifth level. Facing the Du Wei's sword, he only had a mocking look on his face, as if looking at
A dead man. Sure enough, a sword energy that was several times more dazzling than Du Wei came from behind. It suddenly cut through Du Wei's sword energy and struck him in the chest. The black breastplate that could withstand the sword energy of a fourth-level spiritual swordsman was instantly shattered.
, the whole person also flew backwards and fell far away, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The young knight frowned slightly when he saw this: "Xiao Jian, why don't you kill him?"
A beautiful young female swordsman behind him said coldly: "This person is from Dingbeihou's mansion. The young master wants to marry Dingbeihou's daughter, so it's better to leave some room."
Only then did the young knight laugh, and stretched out his hand to pinch the smooth and tender face of the female spirit swordsman: "Xiao Jian is still thoughtful, I will love you one more time tonight, I haven't tried the few magic tricks I just studied yet.
It will definitely make you want to die."
A trace of fear and shame flashed in the eyes of the female spiritual swordsman known as Xiaojian, but it was quickly replaced by empty indifference, and she looked forward without saying a word.
"Hey! Everyone, get out of my way quickly. I, the Young Lord of Shaoqing City, Liu Yueqiong, will propose to your Lord's sister today. It will be nice for you to delay my happy event!" The young knight raised his riding whip towards the void in front of him.
Thrash hard.
Many swordsmen dared to stop him, so they rolled and crawled aside. They had the dexterity to see that the situation was not going well and quietly sneaked to the city lord's palace to report the news.
Seeing the swordsmen and pedestrians making sacrifices one after another, Liu Yueqiong laughed with great satisfaction. He raised his legs and the horse galloped again, followed by many knights behind him.
Mo Wen, who walked out of a blacksmith shop, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Beicheng. Although they were far apart, the huge spiritual energy fluctuations were clearly transmitted into his spiritual sense.
"What's going on? Did Zhang Ji do something else?" Thinking of this, Mo Wen shook his head, ignored it, and continued walking along the street.
But after walking about half a street, Mo Wen suddenly stopped and his eyes flashed: "No, these are not the spirit sword masters of the City Lord's Mansion!"