I have seen the rewards and support from my brothers and sisters, thank you!!!

If the big seal is the east wind, then you are the sails. Without you, the ship in the warehouse cannot move forward!!!

When the wind blew, Fang Xing smelled the smell of smoke and blood, wrapped his cotton robe tightly, sneezed and said, "Li Manzhu said he was an insider?"

Li Manzhu held Mengge Timur's head and knelt in front of Fang Xing with joy on his face and said, "Brother, Mengge Timur brings down his subordinates to attack the camp tonight. Xiaguan is silent and makes a snake. Finally, he will kill the head of this thief. Please accept it with a smile!"

Fang Xing rubbed his sore nose, "But Ben doesn't need a head test!"

What a joke? Xing and Bo from the Ming Dynasty actually wanted a head to prove their merits. If they said it, they would really laugh at others' teeth.

Li Manzhu was overjoyed and said in a daze: "Master, if you had known it, the lower lord would capture this thief and offer to capture Jinling."

Before offering prisoners and kings, this is the highest honor for military generals.

After saying that, Li Manzhu found that Fang Xing was just looking at him coldly, and smiled and said, "Brother, why don't Xiaguan capture the family of this thief? Mengge Timuer has a daughter at home. She gave birth to fish in the water and couldn't miss it. The birds in the sky stopped for it, so Xiaguan will send her here."

Li Manzhu turned around and heard Fang Xing's emotionless voice coming.

"You go, go far away, never go back here again."

As soon as his body stiffened, Li Manzhu turned around and kowtowed, "Thank you for not killing me, I'll go now."

Li Manzhu took away three horses, dry food and a lot of money, and then disappeared into the darkness with Boda.

Wang He has been getting angry recently. While squeezing the pustules on the corner of his mouth in pain, he hissed and asked, "Xinghe Bo, why do you want to let this villain go?"

Wang He likes to listen to books, especially when he hears those plots of loyalty to the country and unparalleled loyalty, he always burst into tears.

So he felt that Fang Xing should cut off Li Manzhu's head to warn the alien races around him.

Fang Xing saw that Lin Qun'an had also encircled the people of Jianzhou Wei, so he said lightly: "The dark night of Nuergandusi will swallow those who are not friendly to the Ming Dynasty."

"Li Manzhu escaped for fear of guilt. Don't you kneel down and wait for death?!"

"Kneel down and don't kill!"

"Didn't you say we are introverts? Why...Oh!"

After hearing the translation, Lin Qun'an said coldly: "What kind of internal response? Li Manzhu is the mastermind. When he saw that the situation was wrong, he killed Mengge Timur and silenced him. Now this thief has escaped. If you stick to yourself, then there is still a way out!"

The situation was settled, Fang Xing yawned and said, "It depends on the result of Fang Wu. I will find out the captive leaders later. I will use the two men as coolies as coolies. Let's go to sleep for a while."

After several battles, this level of night attack could no longer make Fang Xing excited. He lay in his sleeping bag, closed his eyes, and gradually entered the bizarre dream.

A middle-aged man was trapped in a wooden house, watching his entourage being called out in the name of drinking spell water.

"Uh!" There was a muffled groan outside the door, and everyone's bodies trembled.

"Your Majesty, I'm going first!"

One by one, no one kneeled down and asked to surrender.

Someone kowtowed to him before going out, someone shouted angrily before going out, and then was hunted and killed by Burmese people outside the door one by one.

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't regret it! Sun Kewang should not rely on it. He should have listened to the King of Jin back then!"

"Your Majesty, I'm leaving! Please don't insult your bloodline and be executed with mercy..."

The last minister was arrested and killed, and the man sat blankly, tears slid from the corners of his eyes.

...

Agu, the eldest son of Mengge Timur, packed up his luggage and according to Mengge Timur's arrangement, if he was defeated, he would take his family and escape to the Tatars.

We used to be enemies, but now we have a common enemy, so we may not be able to cooperate.

The room was full of family and guards, and Agu was fidgeting to calculate the time. When he missed the agreed time and still no one came to report the message, his lips squirmed.

"Let's go!"

The five guards are the best warriors in the entire left guard. With them here, Agu believes that the family will arrive at their destination safely.

"We will make a comeback and we will kill us again. By then, the Ming people will be the lamb to be slaughtered in our hands, let's go!"

Five guards opened the door first.

"volley!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

After the gunshots, the women and children stumbled back, screaming, searching everywhere, trying to find a place to hide from the terrible weapon.

There were people groaning outside the door, and there were no other sounds besides that.

Agu asked tremblingly, "Who is outside the door?"

The door was still silent, and when the atmosphere inside almost solidified, a cold voice came.

"I am Da Mingxing and Bo Family Ding Fang Wu. The people inside abandoned their weapons and walked out one by one by one!"

Agu fell to the ground softly and said in a trembling voice: "You...you go out first!"

The fierce Jurchens in the past came out one by one at this time.

"puff!"

Fang Wu pulled out the bayonet and said in a deep voice: "Next!"

"puff!"

When only Agu was left inside, he was unwilling to go out no matter what.

...

The middle-aged man screamed in panic. He grabbed the armrest of the chair tightly and refused to let go if he died.

A dark Burmese official frowned and said, "Give him along with his chair to the traitor of the Ming people."

The middle-aged man was lifted up with a chair, and he cried, but he still couldn't stop these vassal ministers who once regarded the Ming Dynasty as the supreme country.

When he saw the military camp, the middle-aged man couldn't help crying, and his voice alarmed the burly man waiting outside the camp.

"Wu Sangui, your family has received national favors from the whole country, and you are willing to be an accomplice of the Tartars. You will not die a good death!"

The man held a bow in his hand. The bow was very large and the bow string was very thick, and it could not be used by those who were not powerful in force.

Seeing the man strode, the middle-aged man couldn't help but climb back with his hands and feet on the ground. But the footsteps behind him were heavy, and the cold bowstrings were placed around his neck.

The man looked up at the sky and said to himself, "Has the descendants of the Zhu family fallen so much? He really lost the face of his ancestors. Do you have anything to say?"

As death comes to an end, the middle-aged man forgets his fear. He grabs the bowstring on his neck with both hands and hissed: "Wu Sangui, the Hu people have no fortune in a century. You will eventually be infamous for thousands of years! I am watching your family be despised by thousands of people under the ground!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The man laughed loudly and gasped, "This is the world. The benefits lie. People's hearts are not as good as they are. As long as there are benefits, I will be a hero in the future!"

The bowstring gradually tightened, the giggling sounded between the throat, and the middle-aged man's eyes gradually dimmed.

The only star in the sky hid into the dark clouds. Looking at China, the lights gradually faded.

Darkness descends on this ancient land...

Fate abandons those hardworking and ignorant people...
Chapter completed!