Chapter 481: Died

"Didn't it mean there are nine hundred dead soldiers?"

This sentence was faint, but it seemed like a thunder thunder broke out on the spot, frightening the North Korean officials around him, especially those who knew the situation.

Baishanjun Li Rengong, who was leading the seat with a respectful expression, had a ghost in his heart, but was suddenly drunk by Jiang Feng and sat on the ground. Park Renyong was already sitting opposite Jiang Feng. After hearing this, he shouted:

"Things have been defeated, everyone will do it!"

Teng stood up suddenly, holding a short knife in his hand. The Korean emperor was originally a puppet. He was shocked to see such a scene and could not move there. Jiang Feng was even too lazy to stand up. A guard behind him quickly shot the bow and arrow. There was no reason for such a close distance to fail. Park Renyong had just rushed over the table in front of him and was nailed back with an arrow.

Jiang Feng picked up a glass of wine in front of him and chuckled and said:

"This wine probably didn't poison it!"

A Sima behind him said in a low voice:

"Governor, I've tried this wine just now, there's no problem!"

The palace of the small court in North Korea was not a big place. Now the sound of shouting and killing was loud. Li Rengong's whole body seemed to be trembling like a sieve. However, he was a powerful minister who was a treacherous and slim man. After a moment, he realized that no matter how loud the shouting and killing outside was or how fierce the sound of the weapons colliding, no chaotic soldiers came in around the hall.

Baishan Jun Li Rengong almost instantly burst into tears on his face, with a look of regret on his face, and he knelt in front of Jiang Feng with a strong agility, and cried with sincerity:

"Governor, this is all done by Park Renyong, a heartless bastard. The villain was also coerced by them. He always wanted to tell Governor that there was no chance to do this conspiracy..."

Seeing Jiang Feng's calm expression, he could not figure out Jiang Feng's thoughts. Li Rengong, as the highest official in North Korea, still called himself the king when facing a group of bureaucrats in Huazhou, was also a bit merciful to each other. At this time, he had already raised the title of villain. But seeing that Jiang Feng's expression had not changed, he could not care about anything and kowtowed there directly.

The other North Korean officials were all stupid. This was the same as raising pigs. These people were all dull. A few of them colluded with Park Renyong and had not even had time to react. Just when they were about to take action, there were already Jiang Feng guards standing behind them with murderous intent.

He was so scared that he was limp that he could not say anything. The king almost fell on his seat. The only official who had made some moves was Li Rengong who was "bumping" and kowtowing there. The room was actually in a strange silence.

Suddenly, there were a few screams at the door, and the heads were cut off again. Perhaps it was intentional. Blood splattered onto the open space in the middle of the banquet, bright red and smelled like fishy. These were the men of Park Renyong. They wanted to take action when they heard the movement outside, but were intercepted by the guards who had prepared themselves and chopped their heads directly at the door.

These screams and the blood splattering in front of them immediately woke up the high-ranking officials of North Korea. They all crawled behind Li Rengong in a manner and started kowtowing and begging for mercy like him. These people have been educated by the pure Ming culture since childhood.

The sound of shouting and killing in the capital was much weaker when Jiang Feng heard it back to the Ming Dynasty. These so-called dead soldiers were just full of passion or brute force. They were much worse than the elites of the Jiang family army in terms of fighting and killing skills.

After the initial confrontation and fighting, they were slaughtered unilaterally. Jiang Feng ignored the kowtows and begging for mercy in front of him. Instead, he picked up the chopsticks on the table and flipped over the plate of kimchi in front. Don’t think that such a solemn banquet was made of kimchi. In fact, ordinary people could not eat such things at this time, which shows what kind of living standard North Korea was like back then.

"The kimchi is really not good at making this. Is this the ability of the chef of the palace? Chili is too expensive at this time. He doesn't know how to use it. Why don't there be even pear slices in the cabbage? What kind of fragrance will be there? Why can't the pine nuts be seen? Then isn't the sweetness of this cabbage too strong? Oh, there is not even fish pine and shrimp sections. Isn't such a thing just salted pickles for farmers?"

The people who kowtowed below listened to Jiang Feng savoring the kimchi in front of him, and felt a strange feeling in his heart, feeling amused and laughed. He thought that at the moment of life and death, you are really leisurely. Does anyone in the North Korean officials know how to make kimchi?

In their eyes, these were all work done by women. After Jiang Feng said it for a while, the sound of kowtowing in the room also stopped. He heard Jiang Feng creaking and chewing kimchi. Suddenly, Jiang Feng grabbed the table, picked up the low table and smashed it out, pointing at the person below and cursing:

"Our family spends a lot of money to support you useless waste every year. I don't know how to repay you with gratitude, but I have done such a dirty thing to plot against our family. Do you have a few heads on your neck? Do you really don't want to live anymore!"

The table fell to the ground and suddenly became a mess. The people below were frightened by the rage above. The person who was already stunned began to kowtow again. Jiang Feng took out his arms, but took out a piece of paper and pronounced it out one by one.

Every time he pronounced a name, Jiang Feng's guards would directly catch a person from the crowd. The North Korean officials in the hall felt cold. Jiang Feng had been in North Korea for ten years and had only been to Seoul three times, but he was so familiar with these officials. Moreover, among the names he pronounced just now, they were Park Renyong's confidants or friends. It turned out that he was so clear from his home that everyone was trembling for a moment.

Those who sent people to the Ming Dynasty to file a lawsuit against the emperor, arranged their relatives to do some tricks in Pyongyang, and some colluded with Japanese Daming to do something. They were already scared out of their courage, fearing that the next name they would read would be themselves, but Jiang Feng did not read it again.

After taking a machete on the ring, he walked among the people who were caught. It is estimated that these people were also passionate when they were in trouble with Park Renyong, but at this time they were frightened and had no heroic spirit at all. Jiang Feng looked at these people and smiled coldly:

"A small place, a small ethnic group, I thought the head of an official was smarter, but I didn't expect that I would be so stupid."

After saying this, someone below breathed a sigh of relief. Generally speaking, if the rules in the officialdom do something rude and the other party is kind to you, it is dangerous. If you scold you hard, there will be a turning point. When you feel a little relaxed and are about to say something about self-examination.

But he heard a click in front of him. The sound was extremely crisp, like the feeling of a sharp blade cutting off a radish. An official kneeling there had already fallen off his head, but the ring-headed knife in Jiang Feng's hand was not stained with any blood. The knife in Jiang Feng's hand flew left and right, slashing and slashing.

The sound of the crackling sound was continuous. In a blink of an eye, six or seven heads were already rolling on the ground, and the blood had stained Jiang Feng's black horse boots into purple. Such a scene was like hell in the palace with a little wealth.

Jiang Feng stood there with a calm expression, but in the hearts of the people around him, he seemed like a god of killing. Standing in a pool of blood, he was not like the world.

The King of Korea was already scared and paralyzed there. There were palace maids serving him around him. The girls couldn't stand such blood. They had long been incontinent when they fell there. The king made some meaningless sounds, which were obviously scared and a little mentally ill.

Li Rengong was the one who reacted the fastest, and he didn't care about the bright red and sticky blood in front of him. He kowtowed vigorously. He originally wanted to hold Jiang Feng's legs and other actions that seemed more sincere, but seeing the big knife in Jiang Feng's hand still gave up the past.

At this moment, the voice of the guard came from outside. A guard walked in with blood all over his body. He saw his movements and knew that the blood was not his. After entering, he first saluted Jiang Feng and then reported:

"Governor, nine hundred dead soldiers here have been arrested, killing 670 people, capturing 230 alive, and a musket was seized!"

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Feng jumped and asked loudly:

"The muskets there?"

"Report to the Governor, it is the original Franchise machine, not the artifact of our Huazhou!"

“Support it!”

The guard quickly turned around and went out. When he came back, he had already brought a thick musket, and the muzzle was pointed at him and the handle of the gun respectfully handed it to Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng reached out to take it and found that this was not a modified standard in Huazhou, but it should be an artifact from the Franchise ship.

The ammunition of the musket was already fully loaded, and Jiang Feng felt a little scared. If the musket fired in a cold place, some things would be hard to say. However, Jiang Feng glanced at the king on the head coldly, sneered in his heart, took out the fire medium in his arms, bit off the copper cap, blew a few times, and blew the ashes inside, and tapped them on the urination medicine.

There was a loud bang, and then the screams of the palace maids rang out. Those who kowtowed raised their heads and looked at the direction of the throne. There was a blood hole in the chest of the Korean king, which was obviously dead.

Jiang Feng said lightly:
Chapter completed!