The defeat is like a mountain of fall, and this sentence is not an exaggeration to say. In ancient times, wars were a head-on collision of iron and flesh. Once a soldier collapsed, this atmosphere of fear could easily be exaggerated. One person's fear turned into the fear of several people, and finally the entire army was filled with defeat.

Although Zhou Bo was holding the years of survival and death with Fu Yang, when the Qin army shouted the slogan "Wind, Wind, Wind" like waves swept over, the tens of thousands of soldiers under his command who could barely be called were already swarming towards another city gate. Everyone was fleeing in panic, as if rushing to escape.

At this time, two confidants were holding him and quickly following the escape team. Zhou Bo's eyes were red, and soldiers fleeing around were passing by his eyes. An unprecedented sense of shame surged in Zhou Bo's heart.

This picture is really funny. The team running in front is three or five times that of the back. But the people in front are like rabbits chased by wolves all over the mountains and fields, scattered and fleeing.

Under the raging artillery fire, the black dragon flag of Daqin was slowly raised on the broken city wall that had been plowed many times. This means that this Fuyang County, which was temporarily ruled by Liu Bang's rebels, has returned to the embrace of Daqin.

"Damn it, this damn Zhou Paopao, you're so running like a tm, or I, Old Fan, would have to chop him alive." Fan Kuai said angrily while standing on the city wall, obviously worried about Zhou Bo's cold arrow.

"Oh, it's a blessing for the people to suffer. You'll see the rebellion, which makes Fuyang County, the wealthy county in our headquarters even worse." Li Chen stood on the city wall and looked at the closed street in the distance.

After this war, the people will inevitably suffer the most. Not to mention anything else, among the rebels who fled with Zhou Bo, there are probably many of them who are young and strong in Fuyang. Fuyang County has lost these young and middle-aged people, and farming after the autumn harvest will inevitably be a problem, so the harvest next year will naturally not be guaranteed.

Also, this city wall is so dilapidated. If it is not repaired, how can it resist the bandits everywhere? But how can it withstand this disaster-torn Fuyang County?

The Qin army's "rabbit-catching" operation continued until the evening. The sky was completely dark, and there was no rebel in the entire Fuyang County. Now Fuyang has become a mess, and Li Chen was a little worried for a moment.

"Where is Chen Ping, call Chen Ping here." Li Chen shouted loudly. Li Chen was not good at cleaning up such a mess, but he naturally had his own way.

"Mr. Marquis, Lord Chen Ping went to the county government when the city was broken." A sharp-eyed soldier noticed Chen Ping's whereabouts and said hurriedly.

Li Chen hurried to the county government office. At this time, Chen Ping was carrying some people wearing official robes to collect documents and materials. These people should be officials in the county government office.

"What are you doing?" Li Chen suddenly appeared behind Chen Ping, frightening Chen Ping.

"These are all inheritances of our Great Qin, and they cannot be destroyed in the hands of these reckless men." Chen Ping said while packing up the messy documents that were tampered with by the rebels.

The difference between humans and animals is words. Because of the words, there is inheritance. Li Chen naturally joined the team that packs documents.

Li Chen asked while packing the information on the ground: "That is the local county magistrate."

Hearing Li Chen's question, the officials were stunned, and then someone said, "The county magistrate was killed when the rebels entered the city. We did not kill them to appease the people."

Hearing this, Li Chen knew that the county magistrate was killed by Zhou Bo to warn him.

"Is the county magistrate still here?" Li Chen asked again.

"I am still here." The old man who just spoke to him said, obviously he is the county magistrate.

"From today, you will be the county magistrate of Fuyang County." Li Chen said.

This Fuyang County needs a person in charge, and Li Chen's large army is about to continue to advance to eliminate the rebellion and cannot stay for a long time.

"I have something to ask for," said the old man, the current county magistrate Fuyang, suddenly kneeled down and said.

"Get up quickly, just say something." Li Chen quickly helped the old county magistrate up and said to himself: "You can be my grandfather at your age. Isn't this a shortage of my life?"

"Mr. Marquis, can I release the young and strong men who were captured by Fu Yang? Most of them were rebels who were forced to be recruited, and a few were deceived by the rebels. And I, Fu Yang, really cannot be without these young and strong men. If I were not for these young and strong men, I, Fu Yang, would be the old man. If I were not for these young and strong men, I would be the old man. If I were young and small, Fu Yang would be finished, Marquis." The old county magistrate said in tears.

At this time, Li Chen was also worried about these prisoners. There were more than 20,000 prisoners than Li Chen's Shenwu Army. If you let go, you are afraid that they will have trouble. If you take them with you, then the Shenwu Army will only guard the prisoners and don't fight.

Li Chen turned his gaze to Chen Ping at this time, meaning: "It's time for me to use you."

Chen Ping naturally noticed Li Chen's gaze, first nodded, then shook his head.

"Damn it, you are still welcome to refuse, so don't give me a correct letter." Li Chen said in his heart, and glared at Chen Ping viciously.

Seeing Li Chen's fierce look, Chen Ping lay in Li Chen's ear and muttered in a low voice: "It will not cause any trouble if you let go. The people have no choice. As long as we are not beaten back, Fu Yang will always be from the Great Qin. But the Marquis, in accordance with the laws and regulations of the Great Qin, they will have to behead their heads. Although these people are just Jing Congke is a slave, it is inevitable that if you let these people go, there will be impeachment in the court."

When Li Chen heard the word impeachment, he only had the word "hehe" in his heart. How could he care about those personal impeachments? With his "friendship between Guan and Bao" with the princess, he was still afraid of such a mere impeachment.

"Prisoners, there are no prisoners? We will capture Fu Yang, but there is no prisoner." Li Chen suddenly spoke.

"Yes, there are no prisoners, then what are there?"

"Then Marquis, I'll go and have some advice." Chen Ping said and slipped out of the county government.

Chen Ping took advantage of Xiao Jie's excuse to secretly return to the camp where the army was stationed. Under his screening, except for some rebels who joined the rebels and let them go, the rest were released.

After Chen Ping released everyone, Li Chen "stumbled" back to the military camp.

"Marty, after they identified each other, these more than 3,000 people were stained with the blood of the people on their hands." Zhao Que handed Li Chen a list and said.

"I won't look at it anymore, are you trash? Just deal with it." Li Chen said coldly. Zhao Que's interrogation methods naturally cannot be wronged. Since Zhao Que said they were guilty, they would definitely not be wronged.

The rebels who were more than 3,000 guilty of 10,000 deaths were driven into a deep pit. The Qin army poured the barrel of turbulent oil in, and as the torches were thrown into the deep pit, the blazing flames rose, accompanied by screams.
Chapter completed!