bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 461 Important things for girls

"The captain is dead! The leader will execute him——!"

"The captain is dead——! The leader will kill him——!"

"The captain is dead——! The leader will kill him——!"

For the battlefield, victory in the battle is important, but equally important is the communication of victory news.

When there are no more military orders from top to bottom, the war situation does not end. As execution machines, soldiers will only act in accordance with the last military order received.

Because it has such execution ability and trust, it is an excellent army.

The Jingbu is certainly an excellent army, but its master is no longer Simeng.

After hearing such news, the Jingbu troops flowing around Haizhou City seemed to be divided into two types of people.

Most of the ordinary soldiers at the bottom have lost their fighting spirit. They know that the situation is over and it would be easier to surrender.

Where are the safe people? I can only help the slightly injured ones and the seriously injured ones.

Naturally, it was these high-ranking officers who shocked the department.

And these officers would not survive.

Rubble, gravel, and the air mixed with the smell of burnt and blood made every breath require great determination.

This is the next thing arranged by His Highness.

The top soldiers rebelled, but they did not "conspire" to rebel. It was the result of obeying orders. As an army, they had already been trained to obey orders.

But alive anyway.

However, most of the relatively high-ranking commanders and generals violently resisted or fled desperately - they knew that Simenglu, who rebelled and betrayed the country, would be killed by nine tribes.

She shook her head vigorously, as if to shake out the chaotic thoughts in her head, and tried her best to clear her thoughts.

"When the Jingbu generals are defeated, let the strangers pursue the Jingbu generals with all their strength. They will definitely run away."

Xiao Hongdou looked at the square in front of the palace that used to be empty and lonely. Now it was filled with moaning people from Haizhou, and her heart ached.

Some people were injured, some lost their loved ones, there were wailing children with yellow lips, and there were also octogenarians who were unable to lower their hands and were dying.

Smoke filled the sky, and no one could tell what time it was.

After people around her asked her many times, she finally realized that this was calling her.

"Lord Souji?"

How could he be the chief executive? The chief executive was Jiang Ningyun, Tantai Funa and other important figures.

Even so, these shocking soldiers will definitely be thrown into prison or exiled.

"Lord General, we have confirmed that there are no people living outside. What should we do next?"

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Whose orders do you obey?

So they will definitely run.

Since His Highness left the palace, all the things he asked her to do sounded confusing, but they all came true one by one.

Xiao Hongdou couldn't figure it out.

Why must the Jingbubuwei be defeated?

Why did those generals run away after defeat instead of surrendering?

Why are strangers chasing these generals, and why do these strangers obey his orders?

But Han Dongwen didn't need her to figure it out.

Yang Churan was defeated.

The defeated general fled.

"Purchase the defeated generals, don't let any of them escape!"

Xiao Hongdou tried her best to make her voice sound more confident, but to her own ears, she still had no confidence at all.

With her temperament, she always thinks of herself as useless. This has been her problem since she was a child.

In fact, it took a lot of effort for her to restrain herself from adding "Okay?" after this command.

"rush!"

What startled her was the alien's shocking roar.

Did they...obey?

Not only did they obey, they were even...happy?

Little Hongdou's mouth widened slightly, and she looked at the alien's actions in front of her in disbelief.

They may not have strict military etiquette like ordinary generals, but they did obey orders.

The scene was still chaotic and order was in disarray.

But compared to the officers and soldiers of the National Law Department who were stationed in situ watching a show, these strangers were really moving. They are reckless and chaotic.

But at least it's moving.

Xiao Hongdou looked at the crowd, and for some reason, she felt a subtle touch in her heart.

She raised her eyes and looked at the direction where the fire clouds were shrouded in the distance - the direction where Han Dongwen was, and there was another layer of worry in her eyes.

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[Taking out the Yunbo Sword——65%]

Han Dongwen stood quietly on the spot, unable to move.

Unit No. 1 - the former Chi Hanyang knelt in front of him, lowered his head and exposed the back of his neck.

The figure's whole body was burning with blazing flames, reflecting the silhouette of Emperor Simeng, and also lengthening the shadow behind Li Zai.

A burning corpse, a king and a minister, stood in the center of the most anxious battlefield just now.

A few dozen steps away from them, more and more people were watching them.

Standing at the front is Jiang Ningyun.

There was no expression on her face, and there was no joy of victory at all. She was as focused and wary as a supervisor inspecting the exit of silver coins.

As the Director-General of the Department of National Law and the most important person in the Jiang family, she needs to know what Han Dongwen did after receiving the Double Ninth Crown.

The Jiang family has always had a secret.

Throughout Simeng, most of the sects, big and small, belonged to the State Military Department and the Tantai family.

Leaving aside the National Finance Department for the time being, in this case, the Jiang family can rely on this secret to stabilize their position in Simeng as the National Legal Affairs Department.

Since she was a child, she has heard that there are gods in the world.

Like all young children, she yearned for those otherworldly fairylands. She imagined the gods and burned incense and offered sacrifices devoutly.

But she is Jiang Ningyun after all.

But she is the daughter of the Jiang family after all.

Jiang Ningyun will never forget the day when he came into contact with the gods. It was an ordinary night. His sister was arranging flowers while watching him practice martial arts. Both sisters felt that it was just another night spent under the moonlight.

"Why never teach me how to sword?"

Xiao Jiang Keyin muttered, unable to tell whether it was a question to her sister or talking to herself.

"I have never learned the magic of human puppets. How can anyone learn everything?"

Sweat slid down Jiang Ningyun's cheeks and splashed on the bluestone on the ground, leaving flower-like water marks.

She stabbed her sword while answering her sister's unintentional question.

"Is it because I'm too weak?" Jiang Keyin puffed up his cheeks.

Jiang Ningyun smiled bitterly, took back the sword he just thrust out, and danced a sword flower on his wrist:

"This sword is very heavy for me to hold."

Jiang Keyin looked at the moonlight reflected by the sword in her sister's hand, and suddenly handed over a small white flower in her hand.

"I don't like flowers," she said.

"Sister, you always like flowers. Why don't I learn swordsmanship and you arrange flowers? Why don't I sweat so much and you learn the magic of human puppets?"

After hearing what his sister said, Jiang Ningyun's mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to answer, but couldn't think of an answer.

"You are prettier," she said at last.

Jiang Keyin frowned slightly.

Complimenting a girl on her beauty does not always put her in a good mood.

A hint of pampering helplessness crept up Jiang Ningyun's brow. She was about to open her mouth to say something more when her expression suddenly changed. She held the hilt of the sword with both hands and put it in front of her forehead. She lowered her head and said:

"Mother."

Jiang Keyin was stunned, then quickly turned his head to look behind him, and also lowered his head to greet the woman in front of him.

She was a woman as beautiful as a sculpture, with a girlish look between her brows, and no trace of time on her skin.

If anyone was watching, they might think that the mother Jiang Keyin and Jiang Ningyun were referring to was someone behind her.

Her clothes were snow-white and her skin was almost bloodless, but she was holding a box in her hand.

"These two hairpins are yours. Your birthday is coming soon."

Her tone didn't sound like a mother giving a gift to her daughter, but more like a general arranging a battle plan.

"Ke Yin, you can enter the palace next year."