"He actually cut off the hilt of my sword!?"

Zhu Rong was shocked and shocked, so shocked that the flower was discolored, and he clearly did not expect that the potter's strength would be so strong. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The hilt was broken, and there was nothing to stop the potter's indestructible blade from slashing down on top of her head.

At this moment, Zhu Rong smelled the smell of death.

"My dignified No. 1 martial artist in Nanzhong, actually died under his sword like this, I knew this was the case, I shouldn't have ...... with him in the first place"

In the moment before he died, Zhu Rong's heart finally swelled with a trace of remorse, repenting and following Meng Huo to the north, and even more regretting that he should not go against the potter.

At this moment, the potter was in front of her, as if he had become a demon god.

Man fights with demons, is this self-destruction!

It's a pity that it's too late for Zhu Rong to have remorse, the blade has been ruthlessly cut down, and the next second will send her to hell.

Moments before he died, Zhu Rong let out a long sigh in his heart, closed his eyes, and prepared to welcome death.

"You want to die, I just don't want you to die, Lao Tzu has worked so hard, isn't it just to capture you alive......"

The corner of the potter's mouth raised a sneer, and the war knife that was almost about to hit Zhu Rong's forehead suddenly closed in a minute, changed to a slash, and slapped towards Zhu Rong's waist.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Zhu Rong's plump and delicate body, like a kite with a broken string, rose from the horse, was shot five steps away, and fell heavily to the ground.

The first warrior in Nanzhong, he was defeated by the potter between two moves.

The remaining dozens of barbarian soldiers were all stunned, they were still counting on their first beauty in Nanzhong to be able to lead them out of a bloody road, and they still had a trace of faith in survival.

They never expected that Zhu Rong, who was as strong as Zhu Rong, would be easily shot down by the king of Great Wei in two moves.

The pottery merchant's ghostly martial arts completely stunned them, shocked them to the point that their will collapsed, and they completely gave up resistance and waited to die.

Those Wei soldiers on the left and right, as if they were merciless, swept up like a tide, and smashed the remaining barbarians in an instant.

The last wave of brutes was killed.

On the ground, Zhu Rong, whose lips were stained with blood, staggered to his plump body and stood up, his beautiful face was full of misery and anger.

In her field of vision, the barbarian soldiers who had followed her for many years had all been killed, but she was powerless, and her body was in pain to the point where she couldn't even pick up a weapon.

The potter slowly stepped forward with his horse, shrouded her under his majestic figure, and sneered: "Zhu Rong, this king said that you can't escape from the palm of this king's hand, what's the matter, this king can still be regarded as talking." ”

Zhu Rong was ashamed and angry, his towering chest rose and fell violently, and Jufeng seemed to explode out of his chest, panting and shouting: "Potter, you son of a bitch, I'm going to kill you-"

Zhu Rong staggered and pounced on the potter, opening his hands, intending to fight with the potter's bare hands

The potter sneered, stretched out his hand and grabbed her by the waist, and then lifted her onto the war horse and placed her horizontally in front of him.

Zhu Rong, who was shocked and ashamed, had ever suffered such humiliation, desperately fluttering, desperately struggling.

"I advise you not to toss again, otherwise don't blame this king for making you even more faceless." The potter said sarcastically with a frown.

"Potter, you dog, let me down, I'm going to strangle you-" Zhu Rong still didn't care, and he was crazy.

The potter was not happy, without saying a word, the big hand was so slammed, only to hear the sound of "pop", and the big slap was slapped her buttocks.

In an instant, Zhu Rong was directly photographed, and his face was red, and he was embarrassed.

The first beauty and the first warrior in the dignified South Middle School were treated like children by the potter, and in front of so many people, she openly slapped her ass!

What a humiliation, a great humiliation.

Zhu Rong, who came over in shame, was about to explode in anger, and he was about to scold again, but the potter warned coldly: "This slap just now is just a small warning, if you are still disobedient, this king will pick up your pants and directly slap your big white cheek, if you don't believe it, you can call this king two more sentences to try." ”

As soon as these threatening words came out, Zhu Rong had already poured into his throat full of scolding, and he forcibly blocked the pottery merchant, biting his lips until his lips were bleeding, and he didn't dare to scold, so he could only swallow back with hatred.

There's no way, even if Zhu Rong is a barbarian woman, even if she is open again, she is stripped of her pants by a man and spanked in front of thousands of other men, this kind of humiliation to the extreme, she can't bear it.

In order not to be humiliated by this extreme, Zhu Rong had no choice but to forbear, allowing the potter to hump her on the horse in such an indecent posture, and could only use the vicious curse used in his heart on the potter's body.

"This is good, very good, a good woman this king likes ......" The potter nodded with satisfaction, laughed wildly, turned his horse back, and looked at Jiangyang City with his head high.

In the early afternoon, the war was completely over.

On the four gates of Jiangyang City, the banner of the King of the Great Wei has been fluttered high, announcing that this important town, which leads to Chengdu in the north and connects the seven southern counties in the south, has been incorporated into the territory of the Great Wei.

In addition to the 1,000 Shu soldiers led by Wu Yi, who surrendered to the Great Wei, more than 10,000 barbarian defenders in the city were all annihilated.

At this point, the 50,000 barbarian army was wiped out, including Meng Huozhurong, and the elite of the barbarian tribe, either dead or captured, could no longer make waves and could not pose a threat to the Great Wei.

When the potter arrived at the south gate of Jiangyang, Wu Yi was already kneeling there and waiting for the potter's disposal.

Wu Yi is a general, but also has an in-law relationship, and is quite popular in Shu, his surrender is bound to have a great impact on the morale of the people in Shu, and the influence is even greater than the original surrender of Meng Da.

Moreover, Wu Yi also has the merit of opening the city to surrender, and for such a general, the pottery merchant is naturally welcome.

At that moment, the potter turned over and dismounted, helped Wu Yi up, and said with a smile: "General Wu surrendered so slowly, why didn't he come to surrender to the king until today." ”

Wu Yi's face was both helpless and awe-inspiring, he arched his hand, and sighed with a wry smile: "The king is clever, just a letter, he almost took Yi's life, I knew that the king was the lord of the mandate of heaven, and the gods were majestic, and Yi should have surrendered a long time ago." ”

Wu Yi was also honest, and calmly stated that he was helpless, so he chose to descend to Wei, and slapped the potter's ass by the way.

The potter likes this kind of person who can not only tell the truth, but also pat his own ass, it is very comfortable to listen to, he can't help laughing, stroked his shoulder and said: "This king likes to listen to the truth, rest assured, you help this king to take Jiangyang, make a great contribution, how can this king treat you badly, in the future, follow this king to fight the world, just wait for the generation to be glorious and rich, and leave a name in history." ”

Glory and wealth, name in history!

The heroes and heroes of the world, no matter how martial arts, are they pursuing these two things.

The potter's promise happened to hit Wu Yi's heart, listening to his excitement, a pride ignited in his chest, the previous anxiety disappeared in an instant, and he only hoped to follow the potter's left and right and make contributions.

Without any further hesitation, Wu Yi immediately knelt on the ground again, and said with a straight face: "Sincerely appreciated by the king, the last general is willing to go to the soup for the king, and he will never give up!" ”

"Okay, get up." The potter was even more satisfied, smiled from ear to ear, and waved his hand: "Let's go, go into the city and drink, we won't get drunk tonight." ”

The potter helped Wu Yi up, turned over his horse, and went straight into Jiangyang.

"Tick...... The system scanned, and the host potter won the Jiangyang offensive and defensive battle, obtained charm point 1, and the host's existing charm value was 98. ”

In the potter's mind, the prompt sound of the system elf sounded, and at the same time, the tsunami-like sound of Jiangyang Shimin Mountain sounded in his ears.

"Long live King Wei—"

"Welcome King Wei into the city-"

"King Xie Wei saved the grass people from fire and water—"

The doors of the houses, which had been closed, had already been opened, and the people of Jiangyang spontaneously came out and knelt down on both sides of the street to welcome the entry of the new occupier.

The potters can feel that the cheers of the people of Jiangyang are different from those of Jiangzhou and the cities of Yubelly, but from the heart, and they are sincerely grateful for the return of the potters.

It is no wonder that in order to deal with the pottery merchants, Gou Jian ruthlessly gave Jiangyang City and the people of this city to the barbarians.

Those barbarians are all ferocious people, as soon as they enter Jiangyang, they will rape and plunder on a large scale, and do all kinds of evil, the people of Shu in Jiangyang can be said to be deeply affected, and they all hate the southern barbarians, but they have no way to resist.

Now, the pottery merchant broke through Jiangyang City and wiped out the barbarians, which is equivalent to saving the people of Jiangyang from the mouth of the barbarians, and the people of Jiangyang are naturally grateful to him.

In the eyes of these people, the potter was no longer an invader, but already a liberator, deep in his heart.

Because of this, these people of Jiangyang City can spontaneously go to the streets and shout long live to express their gratitude and respect for the potters.

The potter's eyes were bright, of course, he also knew why the Shu people supported him so much, and he was not hypocritical or pretentious, and calmly accepted the gratitude and thanks of the Shu people in Jiangyang.

As for Meng Huo, the loser of the barbarian, his luck was obviously not so good.

In order to relieve the anger of the people of Jiangyang, the potters specially ordered Meng Huo to be put in a cage and dragged Meng Huo into Jiangyang City in a carriage in the form of a parade on the street.

When the people of Jiangyang City, after kneeling down to thank the pottery merchants, they immediately saw the Nanban chieftain, the guilty culprit who caused them to be devastated and how many of their families were ruined.

So, the angry people began to scold Meng Huo, and their saliva frantically spit at Meng Huo, what rotten vegetable leaves, stones, thrown at Meng Shu in all directions.

Meng Shu, who had a broken arm, had no way to resist, so he could only lie in the cage like a dog, tucking his head into his hair, not daring to meet people in person, and let the Shu people scold and spit on him.

When Meng Huo crossed the entire street and was taken to prison, the whole person was covered with saliva and vegetable leaves, and he became extremely dirty.

"Liu Zhang, you dog, I knew that I shouldn't have been deceived by you, and I would have gone against King Wei for a little profit, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen to where I am today......"

Meng Huo, who was in the cage, regretted it, but he had no choice but to complain about Liu Zhang over and over again, and regretted it.