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A black whirlwind is blowing on the northern wasteland!

Those small and medium-sized burning slave tribes who did not choose to accept the leadership of the king's court and still lived a life of water and grass, ushered in the demons of their lives.

Under the leadership of Chen fan, all the burning slave tribes were killed along the road!

No chicken or dog left!

Although they were not led by Dadan Yu, they had also participated in the war against Da Xuan or plundered in Youzhou!

Therefore, for Chen fan, this is the enemy!

But to the enemy, chen fan's values are only one!

In the case that the military of burning slaves did not do anything, more than a thousand well-trained Huben guards were simply an admirable existence. There was no tribe, which could not be solved by one charge. If there was, another round of charge would be needed!

Under the rampage of horse choppers or black cloud guns, there was also the impact of war animals rushing by. Chen Fan led people all the way to attack the city and plunder the stronghold. It was built from the heads of burning slaves. The Jingguan temple also changed from a dozen meters in height at the beginning to tens of meters.

When Jingguan has reached the height of 100 meters, the king's Court of burning slaves is finally in sight!

At this moment, including Guo Gang, who joined later, everyone's armor has been covered with a thick layer of blood.

From time to time, there are flies around, and the whole body stinks. However, no matter in the eyes or expressions, they keep this frightening and firm color.

Many people are carrying their dead comrades in arms behind them. The incomplete bodies are stitched up a little bit, and the unique antiseptic measures of the great Xuan kingdom are applied, which can ensure that all the bodies are well preserved before returning to the capital to report their duties!

But there is no such treatment for the roasted slaves. At this moment, on the more than 100 meter high Jingguan, the heads have rotten, and there is no appearance of the reason. Even if you look carefully, you can see maggots swimming in it!

This scene is absolutely shocking, especially for the roasted slaves.

They believe that the head is the source of life, and the body must be burned after death, so that it can be integrated into the grassland and reincarnate.

The act of cutting off the head after death and not burning the corpse is the biggest punishment in the world for the burning slaves.

They would rather endure the criminal law than see such a scene.

In this way, chen fan stabbed and bumped into the pain of the burning slaves. Even among the tribes he met recently, the wolf of the roasted slaves broke down in a rout after seeing the frightening Jingguan temple, howling and fleeing in all directions.

Because they're scared!

At this moment, Fangyuan is standing on a mound, gazing at the distant court of burning slaves. In the depth of his eyes, there is an imperceptible solemnity.

He looked at Guo Gang beside him and said, "have you ever been to the king's Court of burning slaves before?"

Guo Gang shook his head and said, "in this place where birds don't poop, I thought I would only come once when they were destroyed in my life!"

Guo Gang said, while looking at Chen Fan's eyes, but keenly aware of the dignified meaning in Chen FA's eyes.

"Why, do you think there's something wrong with the king's court?"

Chen Fan did not answer, and at the moment along his line of sight, the distance is a super large city, covering an area comparable to xuanjing, and even had it!

On the vast plain, the city is as obvious as the light in the night, and it is announced to everyone with pride all the time.

This is the imperial court of burning slaves. It is the political power center of the burning slaves. It is the place where Dadan lies!