Chapter 263 Bloody Means

The shouts of killing in Wucheng did not completely stop until dawn.

When the Wusun people who were worried and afraid for a night got up early, they found that there were many black-armored iron cavalry in Wucheng.

These black-armored iron cavalry were majestic on the streets and guarding the city walls. From time to time, carriages carrying bloody bodies out of the city in the military camps of the four cities were coming out of the city, and a strong smell of blood drifted in the morning breeze.

The herdsmen in the city watched all this in fear and curiosity, and carefully began their day.

Princess Jieyou was also waiting for the rising sun to rise in anxiety. Maybe it was because of the blood of the Wusun people, and she was particularly sensitive to the shouts of killing in the city, and she wished that this sound would stop earlier.

After Hua Xiong, Tuobaxiong, Yelu Qi and Putou were settled in the city, they came to the palace hall and reported to Huangfu Jian. Such a suspenseless war was tasteless and boring for them and could not raise any spirit.

In the majestic and luxurious Wucheng Royal Palace hall, Huangfu Jian sat high on his head. Princess Jieyou, who had already changed into the costumes of Wusun King, sat quietly beside him. In addition to the generals of the Western Army, there were also leaders of dozens of major tribes in Wusun.

"This is Princess Jieyou, the only bloodline left by the previous king He Tuo in this world. More than ten years ago, the previous king He Tuo was plotted by his younger brother He Xu. The young Princess Jieyou was even chased by He Xu for thousands of miles and was rescued by me in the territory of the Han Dynasty. For more than ten years, I will send your princess back, and the evil king He Xu was also killed by me. From today on, Princess Jieyou is the king of the Wusun people, the Queen of Wusun. Why don't you pay a visit to the new king quickly!"

Huangfu Jian sat on the throne, calm and composed. His divine eyes glanced at the leaders of various Wusun departments in the hall, pointed to the worries he was wearing makeup beside him, and said majestic.

Although the Wusun nobles were not very clear about the sound of the shouts of killing last night and the changes in the palace, they also knew that the sky had changed. The Wusun King was killed. The elites of the four cities composed of major tribes in Wusun were also dead, and the wounded and the alive became prisoners.

The entire Wucheng, and even the entire Wusun, have been controlled by the Han army wearing iron armor and carrying spears. The leaders of the Wusun tribe and the Wusun nobles have now become nominal bachelors and lambs slaughtered.

So when they received the order from the queen, although they were very reluctant, they came honestly.

"See the lord and pay homage to His Highness the Queen." Huangfu Jian finished his words, before the leaders of the Wusun tribes in the hall could react, the Wusun general Yelu Qi had already walked out and knelt down and kowtowed.

Yelu Qi called Huangfu Jian the lord and Princess Jieyou the queen because he knew that this Han general was the master of this world, and he also knew that only by following Huangfu Jian could he maximize his talents.

The Han people’s famous sayings: Good birds choose trees to live on, and wise ministers choose masters to work!

The leaders of all the Wusun tribes in the hall were stunned by the name Yelu Qi. Look at me, I look at you, and step forward at the same time, kneel down in front of Huangfu Jian, Jieyou, and shouted: "See the General of the Han Dynasty and pay homage to His Highness the Queen."

If the situation is worse than that of others, even if they are unwilling to do anything, they will be powerless.

Jieyou slowly stood up, and the heavy makeup Jieyou looked noble and elegant in addition to the charming appearance of the city. Her perfect appearance and every move make people feel a sense of pleasure and a charm that makes people unbearable to refuse.

"Please come up! This general is my young master, the Great Han General Zhenxi, my savior, and my man, everything in my palace is his. Now the young master has unified the countries in the Western Regions, the Xianbei in the Western Regions, and the Xiongnu in the Northern Territory have also surrendered under the iron hoof of the Zhenxi Army."

"The young master will not only become the master of the prairie, but also the master of the entire Han Dynasty. No one can stop it or stop it. Therefore, this palace decided that Wusun will also be included in the rule of the young master and will be under the jurisdiction of the Zhenxi Army."

Princess Jieyou looked at Huangfu Jian with affectionate expression, her pride and happiness were beyond words, and she was slowly telling her.

"Your Highness, you must not!"

Before Jieyou could finish his words, an old Wusun nobleman stood up tremblingly and said with tears in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Jieyou Yurong asked slightly angry.

"Whether it is the former king or the Hexu king, they are all the Wusun royal family. In Wusun, the victors are kings, and the strong are respected! We Wusun people respect the strong, and it is natural for those who win to be the king. His Highness is the orphan of the former king, and now he has defeated Hexu king and become the queen of our Wusun, and we have no objection."

"But this land is the place where the Wusun people live for generations. Our ancestors left this prairie to us. We must protect him well. No one has the right to give him away, even the king of the Wusun people is not good!"

The leader of the old Wusun tribe showed a sense of righteousness on his old face. He talked generously in the face of Queen Jieyou.

Although Jieyou looked angry, from the perspective of all Wusun people, what this Wusun old man said was the facts, which made her speechless and speechless for a moment. She lived with Huangfu Jian most of the time, and her feelings for this prairie were already very weak, but the owner who lived on this prairie would not think so.

The old nobleman's words seemed to have detonated a bomb. The dozens of Wusun tribe leaders in the hall began to stir up. They whispered in the hall and bowed their heads to discuss, and their previous fear subsided a lot.

"Okay, okay, okay... I wish you all the time, what if I had spoken to you as a conqueror? Let me tell you the truth! Wusun is just a piece of territory that I had captured, not given up by your king. You should thank your queen. If it weren't for the sake of the queen, you would have been killed by me long ago, so how could you stand here and point me? "

Seeing Jieyou embarrassed, Huangfu Jian stood up, pointed at the Wusun nobles who were whispering in the hall and said sternly.

"You..." The old Wusun nobleman who had just looked righteous was frightened by the domineering aura on Huangfu Jian, and took two steps back, and was shocked. In his heart, the Han people are a country of etiquette and righteousness, so why would this Han say such naked words?

The old man from Wusun was puzzled, and the nobles of Wusun in the palace were also puzzled.

"You, you, now I will give you two choices, one is surrender and the other is death!"

Huangfu Jian is not as easy to talk to as Jieyou. He says a few words and it is full of murderous intent. He talks about etiquette to them, but there are not so many etiquettes. The big fist is etiquette, the survival rules on the prairie here.

If you don’t accept it, you will be beaten to the point where you will be killed. At worst, you will kill all these people!

The little courage that dozens of Wusun tribe leaders had just gathered disappeared in Huangfu Jian's stern shout, the clouds dissipated, and the anger faded! Unconsciously retreated to the side and stayed away from the old Wusun noble.

"How is it? Have you thought about it? I don't have that good patience, make a decision quickly. I don't care about killing a few more people, especially you pretentious nobles!"

Huangfu Jian did not give these people a chance to breathe, and pressed each other step by step, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent.

The old man in Wusun was already purple, shocked and angry! He was afraid and afraid! When did he, a Wusun noble, suffer such humiliation? Even the former Wusun King was polite to him. But in front of the powerful Huangfu Jian, the old man could not say anything except whisper!

How to reason with someone who likes to solve problems with force, in the face of absolute strength?

The generals of the Western Army in the main hall were all excited. They were all afraid that the world would not be in chaos. They wished that Huangfu Jian would order them to start a massacre, but they were not satisfied with the killing.

Zhang Fei's whimper was shaking, his leopard's eyes widened, and he looked at the group of Wusun tribe leaders in the hall with vicious eyes. Hua Xiong also added a big mouth and pressed the hilt of the sword with his big hands.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall was solemn and everyone had different expressions.

In this depressing atmosphere, Huangfu Jian waved his hand slightly to the Eighteen Dragon Cavalry behind him. The Eighteen Dragon Cavalry understood and pulled out like lightning. The Eighteen people collided like eighteen black shadows into the Wusun nobles.

"Puff, puff, puff..." The eighteen dragon riders took off their swords and blood splashed. Within a few breaths, dozens of Wusun nobles in the hall fell into a pool of blood and died so much that they could not die again.

"Zheng!" After the Eighteen Dragon Cavalry dealt with the Wusun nobles in the hall, the sword returned to the sheath and returned to Huangfu Jian like nothing happened.

Jieyou watched Huangfu Jian wave his hand, and when the Eighteen Dragon Cavalry took action, Yanhong moved her mouth several times, trying to say something, but she didn't say anything. He knew that his young master was decisive in his killing and had his own principles in his work. But looking at the Wusun nobles who fell all over the ground in the hall, Jieyou still felt a little unbearable in his beautiful eyes.

"Okay! Drag these corpses down and I will start to discuss politics." Huangfu Jian looked calm, clapped his hands gently, and said lightly to the guards outside the hall, without even frowning.

Dozens of personal guards rushed into the hall, dragging the bodies of these Wusun powerful men out like a dead dog. Several more people came in and quickly wiped away the blood on the ground.

Of course, Huangfu Jian didn't want to leave hidden dangers for Wusun, and he couldn't stay here all day.

These Wusun nobles are like Wusun's snake heads. They are not successful enough and have more than enough failure. At critical moments, they can bite hard behind you. After killing these nobles, Wusun becomes a mess of sand, without any threat.

What's more, he never had any good feelings for the nobles, this is true for the nobles in the Central Plains, and for the nobles on the grassland. He killed them and killed them. There were many nobles who died at his hands, so what if they had more of them!

Although the corpse in the hall had been dragged away and the blood had been wiped out, the strong smell of blood could not be removed for a moment.

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