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Chapter 276 Suppression of Taiyuan

This is a meeting on a narrow road, well-equipped, not greedy for alcohol, and those who train hard will win!

In fact, the strength of the Central Army and the strength of these wing troops is like the strength of European football giants and Chinese teams.

It can be seen from the figure.

Xiangjun each looked broad-minded and fat. He usually had no wind and sunshine. He was white, fat and oily. He had a big belly and a fat face.

I really can't hold anything else in my mind except how to make money and how to play with women.

Oh, it's also a good guy to escape.

The Jin people went south, and they ran the fastest.

Run to the mountains, hide in deep ditches, and plunge into cesspools.

Tonight, they regretted it as soon as they fought with the Central Army!

Why?

Because they were shocked to find that the combat power of the Central Army and the willpower exuded in war were almost the same as the Jin army at that time!

Just like the Chinese national football team has just played and encountered some small Asian countries.

It’s time to just fuck at this time, so it’s time to hide in the cesspool and pretend to be dead!

Oh, my stomach hurts!

Oh, I slept with a stiff pillow last night!

Oh, I had my teeth stuck in my supper, pressing my meridians, causing my whole body to be weak. I'd better go to the cesspool to rest for a while.

When I pretend to die, I apologize when I go back and apologize in style. Anyway, the superiors are also idiots who can only make money.

How could a canvas allow real talents to be found below?

Maybe the bosses have retreated now and are hiding in the cesspool that no one wants to go to!

So, as soon as we met, the rebels' willpower collapsed instantly.

The situation immediately turned into a crushing situation!

What is crushing?

It is a group of people wearing heavy armor of dozens of kilograms, holding sharp spears, powerful crossbow arrows, or iron hammers, like a torrent of steel melted in magma, and no grass grows wherever they pass!

Flesh and flesh flew across the air, their heads rolled down one by one, screaming of despair and fear, and the collapsed rebels rolled and crawled on the not-so-wide streets.

The person in front turned around, bumped the person behind, stepped on it, and was completely in chaos.

And what about the Central Army?

Pushing the shield, holding a spear, shooting a crossbow arrow, and continuing to push horizontally.

Some spears also had corpses that were penetrated through the throat. Because they were too hard when rushing, the spear head was hooked at the neck and it was difficult to remove it. So they could only take the gun back and kick the corpse away with their feet.

The spearhead was torn out of the neck, making a "crunch" and "chirping" sound, which was the sound of the sharp spearhead slashing across the spine and tearing the flesh and blood, making the person who heard it numb.

Human life is cheaper than the grass on the roadside.

Such killing had just begun. The people in the room were so scared that they were huddled in the corner, trembling, afraid that someone would smash the door and rush in.

The child was so scared that he cried and his emotions were on the verge of collapse.

The heavy cavalry of the Central Yulin Army plowed one side on the main street, with ground minced meat and blood all over the ground.

Some people have only half of their bodies left, but they are still alive, like the screams of the evil ghost thrown into the sword forest of Daoshan Mountain, rolling on the ground.

No one cares about him, he can only slowly suffer in pain and die.

The killings in the distance were even more intense. Some rebels were so scared that they almost collapsed. They kept knocking on the doors of houses on the side of the road and wanted to enter. Some people started climbing the houses directly, intending to climb onto the roof.

But when dragged down, some were stabbed into the back of the head by pencil sharpener, and some were cut off half of their necks.

That night, the rebels in Taiyuan City finally realized the strength of the emperor's new army, and the people in Taiyuan City finally realized the strength of the emperor.

Those playboys who are idle on the streets and bully the weak even if they have nothing to do have finally felt how terrible the thunder wrath in the Ninth Heaven is.

They swore that they must be a good person who abides by laws and loves others in the future.

A historian truthfully commented on the Taiyuan riot Yulin Army. The emperor's sword was as powerful as thunder, which shocked people's hearts.

In the future, the large families with a little bit of power in Taiyuan Prefecture dare not be moved any more.

In the middle of the night, the war in Taiyuan City had come to an end, and the rebels were defeated on a large scale, killed and fled.

The blood on the street is like a stream, and it has become a purgatory on earth.

The situation has been decided.

It should be said that the ending was destined at the beginning.

But the emperor's real purpose has not been achieved yet. In Zhao Huan's eyes, the only local wings were just the legacy of previous bad politics, and what was hidden behind it was what Zhao Huan really wanted to get rid of.

This is also the real purpose of Zhao Huan sending Liu Yanzong.

There is a prominent surname in Taiyuan City, called Wang.

This surname means "the descendant of the emperor" and "the descendant of the Wang family", which means that their ancestors are kings.

The ancestor of the Wang family was the crown prince Jin, who was the crown prince of King Ling of Zhou. His name was Jin and his courtesy name was Ziqiao. He was born around 565 BC and died in 549 BC. His original surname was Ji.

In fact, he is the descendant of Emperor Huangdi of Xuanyuan.

Therefore, this family is of a very noble origin.

During the pre-Tang Dynasty, it was ranked among the five surnames and seven hopes, and countless powerful people of the dynasty broke their heads and wanted to have some relationship with the Wang family.

During the rebellion of Huang Chao, this family was in a miserable state and his family was almost killed.

But it was not defeated in the end. In the century of peace in the Song Dynasty, it rose again through prosperous commerce.

However, they have already put away their former arrogance and nobleness, and are more concerned with keeping their low profile and hiding themselves among the people.

They are very respectful to the court on weekdays, at least they are absolutely supportive of Wang Bing, and often donate money.

He also had a relationship with Wang Bingpan and said that everyone used to be a family.

Unfortunately, Wang Bing is a stubborn man and reacts very coldly to this.

After Liu Yanzong finished drinking tea, he went to the toilet several times frequently. The people outside finally came back and said, "My husband, he has finished."

Wang Bing couldn't help but ask, "How is the battle?"

"The Yulin Army won all the victory!"

Wang Bing was slightly stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Liu Yanzong stood up and said, "Ship Wang and I went to the Wang's house in the north of the city."

It is said to be a royal house, not a royal house because the Wang family is just an ordinary family of merchants and does not allow the mansion to be owned according to the specifications.

"Where are you doing?"

"Wang Shuai doesn't want to know who is instigating Shi Jian to kill you behind his back?"

"You mean this matter has something to do with the people in the Wang House?"

"It's not only Shi Jian who is involved with them, but the rebels were also incited by them."

Wang Bing shook his head, "Impossible, Wang Houren is just a businessman. Although his hands and feet are not clean on weekdays, he can be considered a good citizen."

"You will know if Wang Shuai goes with me."

"good!"

Under the escort of a group of people, Liu Yanzong came to the Wang's house in the north of the city with Wang Bing.
Chapter completed!
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