Li Chengming was defeated twice by the Ming army, and both of them were defeated in the case of being outnumbered by the crowd, so of course he knows that he can't be good today.

But this man let his only son die first. Why?

Xiaoxiong also knows that licking calves is deep!

He didn't even send someone to escort his only son to break through from the side. Is this man crazy?

Li Yuanjia in the telescope looked excited, and he rushed to the front, with more than 200 cavalry following him.

"First row..."

Xin Laoqi's loud voice rang through the battlefield and suppressed the rapid sound of horses' hoofs.

The distance was very close. Fang Xing put down his telescope and saw a touch of surprise on Li Yuanjia's face. Then... The gunshot rang.

"Volley!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Before the smoke of gunpowder was about to cover his sight, Fang woke up and saw that Li Yuanjia seemed to be hit hard on the horse's back, and the consternation on his face turned into despair

"Yuanjia..."

Li Chengming also saw the process of his son's falling off the horse. He even saw that he was not dead after falling off the horse. He desperately wanted to stand up, but the horses coming from behind raised their hooves

Li Chengming hung his head and two lines of tears fell on the horse's back.

When he looked up again, his expression became calm. Looking around, he smiled and said, "gentlemen, do you dare to go with me?"

Both sides bowed their heads, and even the domestic servants who grew up together said goodbye.

"Ha ha ha!"

Li Chengming shook his head slowly and then laughed.

"In that case, I'll go now!"

The attack ahead had been defeated, and the defeated soldiers fled to both sides and were forced to surrender by Rangers.

So a wonder appeared on the battlefield: a man, a horse and a sword came against the wind.

Fang Xing's face was solemn, and he had roughly understood Li Chengming's mentality.

This is Annan's hero!

But it's also a cross toed enemy!

"Ha ha ha!"

The long sword stretched obliquely behind him. Li Chengming suddenly laughed because he saw his son who was beyond recognition.

Fang Xing took out his pistol, shook his head at Xin Laoqi who wanted to stop him, and then walked out of the array.

"Fang Xing!"

Li Chengming has rushed to a distance of less than 100 meters from Fang Xing. He stares at Fang Xing, carefree, bored and annoyed in his heart, as if he had returned to his childhood.

Fang Xing raised his hand and Li Chengming clenched the handle of the sword. The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Xin Laoqi immediately drew a bow and arrow.

Those Musketeers didn't know why they didn't order to shoot. In the end, it can only be attributed to Fang Xingxiang's single fight with the other side's coach.

Fang Xing closed his left eye and his heart was like Mochou Lake in autumn.

If you are given a chance, there will be a second Riley in Jiaozhi, so... Go to hell!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As the enemy and we watched quietly, Fang woke up and pulled the trigger.

"Poof!"

Li Chengming fell off his horse, and the blood on his chest and abdomen immediately wet his clothes.

"Hey, hey!"

The sky was very blue. Li Chengming smiled, and then saw a face blocking the blue sky. He couldn't help frowning slightly.

"You are a hero, Li Li is not as good as you!"

That face stepped aside and Li Chengming saw the blue sky again.

How blue!

It's as blue as the sky I saw in my mother's arms when I was a child!

"Yuanjia... My father is here..."

"Mother..."

"Annan..."

Fang woke up and heard the murmuring voice gradually weak, so he ordered: "bury their father and son together."

As soon as Li Chengming died, the rest of the people knelt down and surrendered. Xu Jingchang excitedly asked people to count.

Seeing Fang Xing meditating beside Li Chengming's corpse, Xu Jingchang said, "Fang Xing, now our sugarcane has finally landed. Should we have moved the seedlings now? If only we had known better..."

Fang Xing nodded absently. Xu Jingchang said in surprise, "Why are you unhappy?"

With the fall of Li Chengming, the haos in Jiaozhi have almost been swept away. Since then, the rule of Daming in Jiaozhi will be much smoother.

That's a good thing!

Fang woke up and looked at Li Chengming, who was lifted up by two sergeants. He sighed softly, "if it weren't for the hostile relationship, I'd like to drink with him and talk about heroes."

"Are you stunned?"

Xu Jingchang felt that Fang Xing felt the inexplicable melancholy of some scholars. He did not advise him, and hurried to check "labor".

The prisoners were very docile, more docile than ever.

"Uncle, they had internal strife before, and those rich families were killed by Li Chengming."

Fang woke up and nodded, relieved and relaxed, but also a trace of melancholy.

"Hold our house quickly and hold it steady!"

Wang he is standing on horseback, supported by people on both sides.

"Too much."

After Li Chengming died alone, the city gate opened on his own initiative. Wang he looked at the dark head inside and was a little scared.

"Come out one after another. Let's get an approximate number of people."

Wang he knew this was the last battle, so he couldn't wait to write a memorial to ask for merit.

Those women and children came out with their heads down, like animals, and let the Ming army drive them into piles, and then counted the number.

Fang Xing walked into the County alone. Many sundries were discarded on the narrow slate road.

The low wooden houses on both sides were empty, and many were broken up and turned into firewood.

After avoiding a pile of filth, Fang woke up and heard a sound.

“***”

"Master, be careful!"

A woman came out of the front corner. She hung her head on the ground looking for something.

After hearing Xin Laoqi's voice, the woman raised her head, smiled at Fang Xing, revealed her mouth with few teeth, and then looked down blankly for something.

Xin Laoqi and Xiaodao ran to Fang Xing. Xiaodao had sharp eyes. He whispered, "this woman has been bullied!"

The woman suddenly bent down and looked through a pile of sundries on the ground. The torn skirt opened, revealing her bruised body.

After searching for a while, the woman got up and sighed. Her voice sounded like a midnight dream.

Looking at the woman staggering out of the city, Fang woke up and felt a little stuffy in her chest.

Xin Laoqi didn't respond to this, but Xiaodao asked, "Sir, do you want to get justice for her?"

Fang woke up and looked at several corpses in the wooden house beside him. He couldn't hear his likes and dislikes. "Now that you see it, stretch out your hand and leave one of the participants to take care of her obediently, and kill all the others. The owl head passed to the first capture camp and various fields. If the man can't take care of her well, castrate and feed the dog."

There are also many corpses left by infighting in the city, as well as food and grass that have no time to move away.

"Uncle, a messenger from Zhancheng has arrived."

Fang xingcai turned half a circle and said faintly, "let him come in and say."

Zhancheng believes in Buddhism. In fact, all Indochina Peninsula believe in Buddhism, which makes the exporting countries feel ashamed.

The messenger of Zhancheng was a middle-aged man. When he saw Fang waking up, he quickly knelt down and said hello.

Fang woke up and stood with his hands on his back and asked, "what does the messenger mean?"

The messengers smiled and said, "my king is very happy to hear that Daming has destroyed the rebellion. I'll come to congratulate you."

Fang Xing slowly turned back and said indifferently, "occupy the weak city. Don't take a chestnut from the fire. Please go back!"

"Xinghebo, I'm sorry..."

The messenger knelt down again in fear, but Fang woke up but said coldly: "the intersection of toes is completely calm, but your country is flustered? Or is there a problem with the ownership of shunzhou and Huazhou!"