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    The heads were cut off one by one, because the effect of disinhibition has not yet passed, so these adults really interpreted what it means to "entertain until death" with practical actions.

    As for the other prisoners kneeling in the government office, Zheng Fan did not order them to be cut off.

    Although it is said that Dayan values ??military merits and retains the method of counting military merits based on the head, but to be honest, this time he rushed to the city and did not actually kill many people.

    Compared with the countless first-level military exploits, the symbolic significance of you taking the heads of high-ranking officials headed by the prefect is actually greater.

    At the same time, it will be more convenient for you to go back and brag.

    As for how to blow it in line with the Basic Law, Zheng Fan had to discuss it with the blind man after returning home.

    For example: Zheng Shoubei raised four hundred tigers and slaughtered Mianzhou City!

    Do not believe?

    Look at the heads of the adults in that city were all cut off and brought back. The heads of other people were really killed too much, so they didn't take them away!

    Of course, there is another important reason for letting go of the people in the government office, that is, there is no Internet media or social software in this era;

    Regardless of whether it is a famous person or a prince who is wise, in fact, people need to rely on people's mouths to spread it. Zheng Fan believes that Yan Kingdom must have its own espionage system on Qian Country's side, plus the relationship between the two countries.  The trade is very close, even in the event of a war, it may be difficult to cut off the smuggling trade.

    so,

    When Zheng Fan left the government office,

    Insert the knife in your hand into the floor tile,

    Loudly:

    "The one who broke the city¡ª¡ªZheng Fan!"

    In order to prevent these human propaganda machines from making homophonic mistakes in their propaganda, which would affect the transmission of their great achievements to the Kingdom of Yan, Zheng Fan also deliberately wrote on the pillar at the entrance of the government office with a brush:

    "Da Yan Cui Liu Castle guard Zheng Fan is here for a visit!"

    After finishing the work, he clapped his hands and read it again. In fact, he felt that this sentence was a bit old-fashioned, but compared to:

    "Reject pornography, refuse gambling, refuse pornography, gambling and drugs¡ª¡ªDayan Cui Liubao Police Station Announcement"

    Zheng Fan still thinks the former is better.

    It's over, Zheng Fan waved his hand:

    "Withdraw!"

    Entering the city, entering the mansion, and then gathering the team to go out along the north gate that came in, everything actually happened very quickly.

    It is impossible for Zheng Fan to give the city time to react, and at the same time, he cannot give other nearby cadres a chance to react.

    In the final analysis, there are only more than three hundred of them now;

    Moreover, even though the people of Qian Kingdom have given Zheng Fan a lot of self-confidence, Zheng Fan still will not naively think that all the troops in Qian Kingdom are as unbearable as this.

    If this is the case, then Zheng Fan really does not plan to go back. He will go all the way south to Shangjing, burn down the Qianguo Ancestral Temple, and capture the three sisters of the Yang family alive!

    Now, the next task is to go back safely.

    The waves have passed, and the fun has already passed. I was swept away by myself for pornography, gambling and drugs.

    Right now, going back safely is the top priority, after all, the one who laughs last laughs the best.

    Before leaving,

    At the city gate,

    Zheng Fan sat on horseback,

    Looking back at the city,

    He felt that he should say something at this time and leave a sentence, otherwise, after recording his behavior today in the history textbooks of later generations, if there is no sentence of his own to embellish, it will be boring and boring.

    After thinking for ten seconds,

    Zheng Fan said slowly:

    "Farewell, a city with only one man"

    artistic conception,

    ridicule,

    Forceful,

    stand,

    All are available.

    Zheng Fan is very satisfied with this sentence, but it's a pity that Liang Cheng's flattering skills are not good enough. If Xue San or the blind man were here, the rainbow farts must have come like a tide.

    In the entire Mianzhou City, except for the old man with a gun who went retrograde, the rest of the people basically turned their backs to their own weapons.

    but,

    One person seemed dissatisfied,

    and,

    He also seemed to intend to use practical actions to express his dissatisfaction.

    above,

    On the city tower,

    A man with disheveled hair appeared,

    in his hand,

    Holding a crossbow.

    No one knows when heRegret that I obviously have a father who used to be an eighth-rank martial artist,

    However, he has been putting most of his energy on piano, chess, calligraphy and painting,

    In the end, he, the general's son, couldn't even hold a knife securely.

    His father has already left, so he should too.

    Fortunately,

    I finally seized the opportunity,

    The person who took the lead of the opponent was shot dead.

    That guy actually rode out alone and stood under the tower in a daze,

    hehe,

    Fool, he is!

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "My lord? My lord? My lord?"

    "Cough cough cough"

    Zheng Fan coughed, and when he fell off the horse, his entire back hit the ground. Coupled with the weight of the armor on his body, the fall was not light.

    "My lord, don't move, I'll help you get the arrow."

    Liang Cheng has a zombie body, so he can keep the spear point in his body first, and then deal with it when he is free, but Zheng Fan is not.

    The crossbow arrow hit Zheng Fan's heart. If it was not handled carefully, it would most likely endanger Zheng Fan's life.

    Zheng Fan shook his head, stretched out his hand to grab the crossbow bolt inserted into his armor, and pulled out the crossbow bolt without waiting for Liang Cheng to stop him.

    "Crack"

    The expected splash of blood did not appear, Zheng Fan sat up slowly on his own,

    shook his head and said:

    "I'm fine."

    Having said that, Zheng Fan began to untie the armor on his body, reached in, and took out a stone from it.

    smiled,

    "Do you know, before we set off, the blind man once told me not to take him with me anymore, luckily I didn't listen to him."

    Son, you saved Dad's life again!

    After finishing speaking, Zheng Fan coughed a few more times.

    At this time, the group of barbarians who went up had already brought down Sun Jianming's head.

    It is worthy of being the character who once founded X teaching in the comics and was 404,

    The brainwashing effect is really powerful,

    The feelings of this group of barbarians for Zheng Fan are deep-seated fear, and at the same time, extremely strong attachment.

    They were extremely angry at this Gan Chinese who almost killed his master.

    "Master, take his head back and let the third master cut his head into a bowl for drinking!"

    A few barbarians suggested so.

    In their hearts, Xue San, who performed "Use Your Skulls as Bowls" in front of them, was the cruelest punishment in the world, and even his soul could not rest in peace after death.

    "It's not necessary."

    Zheng Fan shook his head. In the final analysis, it was his own fault. Why did he run out of the queue and stand downstairs in a daze when he had nothing to do?

    It's still too smooth, I feel slack in my heart.

    However, I was slapped in the face as soon as I said it. I said that this is a city with only one man. Well, the second man immediately stood up.

    However, there are only two.

    Zheng Fan got on his horse and signaled that he was fine, and the rest of the people got on their horses one after another, and they all went to the dirt slope where they had rested before.

    A grave was erected there, in which was buried the body of the old man with a gun, and some stones were piled on it. As for the inscriptions, firstly, the conditions did not allow it, and secondly, it was too difficult for the cultural level of these barbarians.

    As for the remains of the other dead barbarians, they were not buried, because Zheng Fan's request was to take their remains back with him.

    "Can you, turn them into zombies?" Zheng Fan asked Liang Cheng.

    "Not yet, but in the future, it should be possible." Liang Cheng replied.

    "Then take their remains back and keep them well first."

    "Um."

    "You, give me that head."

    Zheng Fan pointed to a barbarian soldier, who immediately stepped forward and handed Sun Jianming's head to Zheng Fan.

    "Tsk, this is death without peace."

    Sun Jianming's eyes were still open.

    Zheng Fan stretched out his hand to wipe it, but failed to close the opponent's eyes.

    For this phenomenon, Zheng Fan knows some scientific explanations. It is estimated that the eyelid muscles lose tension, resulting in enlarged eye fissures and unable to close the eyes.

    However, Zheng Fan didn't intend to take his head back. Instead, he walked to the grave and placed Sun Jianming's head beside the grave.

    "The two of you are carrying handles, let's be a companion here, I guess you will have some common language."

    After speaking,

    Zheng Fan looked up at Mianzhou City in the distance again,

    turn around,

    ordered:

    "Let's go back!"

    A group of cavalry rode away and disappeared into the night.

    The evening wind blows over the grave,

    Other than that, there is only a deep silence left.

    And the eyes of that skull,

    But at this moment it slowly closed</div>The head was placed beside the grave.

    "The two of you are carrying handles, let's be a companion here, I guess you will have some common language."

    After speaking,

    Zheng Fan looked up at Mianzhou City in the distance again,

    turn around,

    ordered:

    "Let's go back!"

    A group of cavalry rode away and disappeared into the night.

    The evening wind blows over the grave,

    Other than that, there is only a deep silence left.

    And the eyes of that skull,

    But at this moment it slowly closed</div&gt
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