Chapter 633

Cheng Guogong's troops and horses are really unusual.

The soldiers were in formation, their movements were neat, and even the sound of horses' hoofs sounded neatly.

What's more terrible is their blood gas.

Countless people retreated back like the wind blowing through the rice waves. Everyone looked like earth and his breath was stagnant.

No, no, they dare not.

The man in the middle of the road shouted wildly.

Do you really want to kill in public?

The officers and soldiers standing on duty looked frightened.

One step, two steps, three steps, step.

The look of the long gunman here remained unchanged.

One step, two steps, three steps, step back.

The people crowded on the road looked frightened, and many people couldn't stand.

Looks like they really kill.

No, they've really killed people. They've killed countless people.

It's said that there are too many murderers. They all become bloodthirsty. They don't distinguish anyone at all.

They just want money. Do they have to die?

Who says Cheng Guogong loves vanity and fame?

How can I forget how his reputation came from? It was killed in the blood mountain and blood sea. If you succeed, your bones will wither. That's not a good man.

"Run!"

I don't know which one shouted first. Suddenly, the whole crowd collapsed and ran back to both sides. They cried and cried. Those who lost their shoes were hit and climbed by themselves.

With these chaos, the long gunmen who marched in formation rolled over like giant cars without stopping at all.

"Take it!"

Clear shouts, the long guns are put away, the queue changes again, the crossbow soldiers come forward, the shield soldiers have two wings, and the gunmen are in the middle.

There was no confusion in the formation change during the March, which was in sharp contrast to the crowd crying and running on both sides.

This solemnity, this neat and uniform change, with a dazzling beauty, the noisy crowd calmed down, one by one numb.

This is the military array. This is the brave general who can kill the golden thief and seek peace.

The military array rolled forward, as if it had not been blocked at all before. The cheers in the distance rang out again, more awe than the cheers in the past.

The man who fell and sat on the ground and ran away with a shoe and was hit with scattered hair and temples raised his head in embarrassment and looked at the distant army array with fear.

How did this happen?

They dare to use knives and guns against the people!

It's horrible! It's horrible!

This is the teacher of tiger and wolf! This is a bloodthirsty mob!

The soldiers on duty on one side could not hide their awe and envy.

This is a soldier, a warrior with a long history of war.

It's too awesome.

It's too awesome.

Standing in the crowd, Chen Qi put down his hand close to his mouth.

"I'm so powerful that I scared the shit out of these people at the sound of my voice." He said with a low smile, "I really should let Jinxiu come and have a look."

A steward of Deshengchang smiled.

"Seventh master, don't make trouble." He laughed.

Chen Qi looked at the panic stricken crowd on both sides.

"The Duke of the country is mighty, and the Castle Peak army is mighty." He raised his hand and shouted, "congratulations to Deshengchang."

The guy over there was already ready. Hearing the sound, he immediately brought a basket of big money.

Money is always the most attractive.

The people who had been panicked suddenly recovered and rushed here in disorder.

This made a group of people who had just stood up and blocked the road suddenly stagger around by the impact, shouting and howling again.

The noise behind has been overshadowed by the cheers ahead.

The soldiers also regained their solemn look. Since they are chaotic people, they don't care.

They come from the most dangerous north, where the rioters can be treated as enemies. Of course, there is no surprise and sadness about the enemy's attack.

Zhao Hanqing crossed the queue and came to the center.

The generals here gathered around Cheng Guogong and looked dignified.

Unlike the soldiers, they knew in advance that someone would make trouble.

These dark tides surged in the city. Of course, Duke Cheng couldn't have been unaware.

Looking at Zhao Hanqing coming, the generals nodded genially to her.

"Good soldier." Cheng Guogong said with a smile.

"I don't know which annoying guy shouted and let these people run away." Zhao Hanqing said, some regrets.

Cheng Guogong's order is to let him open the way and don't care. Otherwise, Zhao Hanqing really dares to kill several.

"Also kill the chicken to show the monkey. It's a deterrent. There are still people making trouble in the province." She said.

Cheng Guogong smiled gently.

"Some people can be intimidated, while others cannot." He said that he was not perfunctory because of Zhao Hanqing's childish words. "It can't be generalized, nor can it be solved by killing."

Zhao Hanqing said.

"Is that still the case?" She asked.

Cheng Guogong nodded with a smile, and Zhao Hanqing turned his horse's head and went forward.

"My Lord, what's next?" A general whispered.

Cheng Guogong looked ahead, and the city in the distance was entrenched like a giant beast.

"It is not easy to live in the capital, nor is it easy to enter." He said.

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Loud music came from the Imperial City, which meant that the emperor had gone out of the palace to climb the city tower.

The officials standing outside the gate of the Imperial City hurriedly adjusted their clothes and stopped laughing to line up to the gate, but they saw a team of people running in the imperial street.

Everyone looked surprised at the man.

"Hey, look, have they gone and returned?" An official whispered to Ning Yunzhao.

Otherwise, according to this time, it is impossible to come back after solving the problem.

So it seems that the matter over there has been solved?

Did Cheng Guogong really solve it himself?

Ning Yunzhao looked peaceful and with some joy.

"Your Majesty is really a bright King, blessed by heaven." He said, full of sincerity.

The official looked at him and felt that what he said was good and reasonable. He didn't know how to answer.

"Hail, your majesty." He had to nod and say.

The music was getting closer and closer, but Huang Cheng, who stood at the top of the queue, didn't greet the emperor with much anxiety, but listened to the whispers of the people around him with a calm look.

His expression was not impatient, but also with a gentle smile.

"Cheng Guogong is really a thunderbolt means of Bodhisattva's reputation." He whispered.

The visitor doesn't look so peaceful.

"These people are really rubbish. They are so unprepared." He whispered, with some anxiety.

Huang Cheng smiled with pity after the vicissitudes of life.

"This is a small civilian merchant who seeks money without faith. Don't be harsh." He whispered.

"Then Cheng Guogong is so cruel, next..." The visitor was a little uneasy.

Huang Cheng smiled.

"No, no, believe it, many people in the world still have character." He said with a solemn and sincere look, "read the books of sages, be clear and reasonable, and have no fear of death."

He smiled again.

"What's more, Duke Cheng loves his people like a son. How can he be said to be cruel?"

He really wanted to see Cheng Guogong's ferocity, as if he was reluctant to give up his good reputation.

The visitor looked relieved and didn't speak any more. He bowed his head and retreated.

Huang Cheng seems to turn his head and look aside.

"I suddenly want to hear a play." He whispered to his colleagues.

My colleagues don't think this is endless. It seems that they have been talking about this topic.

"Today is a happy day. We should celebrate together. After celebrating for the Duke of Cheng, we will listen to the play with Mr. Huang." He laughed in a low voice, with respect.

Huang Cheng smiled.

"... I'm like a marshal besieged in front of the iron cage mountain, I'm like a tiger standing on the ground, or a shallow water dragon trapped on the beach..." he hummed softly and hurried to meet the honor guard of the emperor who came out of the palace.

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At this time, the marching chengguogong military array stopped again.

The gate of the capital city is visible, but the wide official road is blocked again.

This time, there were still more than 100 people. There were no men of the same sex, old or young. There was no noise and crying. He sat quietly and upright in the middle of the road.

They were all dressed in Confucian clothes, with a solemn look and extraordinary bearing.

Sitting together in such a quiet manner, he was even with the majesty of the military array on Cheng Guogong's side.

This is the great Confucian students from the sub prison of the city and the scholars from the study tour. Although they have no officials or nobility, they are respected and respected. They have a reputation that none of the senior officials, Royal relatives and relatives have.

At this time, they were all tied with sackcloth, and a big flag stood in the team.

The white flag and blood characters flutter with the summer wind, revealing the big characters on it in everyone's sight.

A subjugated soldier.

The white flag is like mourning, the blood is like weeping, and the four words are like scolding.