"Quick! Fast! Go and protect King Zhuang, if King Zhuang loses anything, you can't afford to stay with him for ten lives. Cheng Jia was afraid that if he died on the weekend, Cheng Pan would be poisoned and died, so he commanded the Praetorian Guards in a panic. He is a civilian official, he doesn't know martial arts, so he asked the Praetorian Guards to hurry up, but he didn't dare to follow.

King Zhuang led the Praetorian Guards and the private soldiers of the Lin, Wei, and Xu clans to meet on the long street.

Some of the people who didn't have time to hide fled in a panic. Some of the private soldiers of the three clans thought that the people were in the way, and directly cut off the heads of the people, the swords were cold, and the blood was like rain.

"That's King Zhuang, whoever brings me his head, I will reward me with ten taels of silver." A tall, thin man shouted. He led a group of private soldiers, apparently the patriarch of one of the three clans.

As he said, the patriarchs of the other two clans also hurriedly joined in, and now it has reached the critical moment for the survival of their three clans, and they are not stingy in terms of money.

"Kill!" Soldiers from both sides fought at each other at the same time. The sword light and sword shadow, the blood rain flying.

At the end of the week, he changed the saw chain sword back, and instead took out a long sword, chopping, slashing, stabbing, and teasing, and the blood around him was sprayed, and people kept dying under his sword. And he escaped the enemy's attack by coming and going without a trace. Capture the thief and capture the king first, and while he is constantly fighting, he is constantly rushing to the position of the patriarch of the three clans.

There will be brave men under the heavy reward, and you can get a huge bounty if you kill the weekend. Although they were brave on the weekend, the private soldiers of the three clans kept rushing up for money. The long sword in his hand was like a finger, and there were constantly three clans' private soldiers around him who fell down, countless tiny lines of blood flowed on the ground, and the strong smell of blood was disgusting, but someone still rushed up regardless of their lives.

As the weekend grew, more and more people died under his sword, and he slashed the enemies who tried to kill him like a god of war. His eyes were red, and his face and armor were covered in blood, but none of them were his.

Seeing that their king was so brave, the Praetorian Guards were also aroused by their fighting and killing intent, and they killed the enemy with a completely lethal fighting style.

The three families of Lin, Wei, and Xu have been friends in the past, but their private soldiers have never trained together, and their combat effectiveness is not comparable to that of the Chu Wei army, and they have to protect their masters while fighting.

The private soldiers of the Lin, Wei, and Xu families continued to die, and the number of them dropped sharply, and the ranks of several hundred people were killed to less than a hundred, and many of them were hung up. And the Praetorian Guard, led by the weekend, became more and more courageous.

Cheng Jia was dumbfounded, this is the Zhuang Wang who can hunt all day long and mingle in the women's pile? I didn't expect him to have a time when he looked away.

Some curious and bold people followed from afar and watched King Zhuang fight with the private soldiers of the three clans.

"Our king is so heroic!"

"How can our king be so brave that he is the kind of faint king who only knows how to play and entertain, the rumors are really not credible!"

"The king used to ignore government affairs, it must be to paralyze these families and make them negligent."

"There is hope in the state of Chu!"

The eyes of the people as they looked at the weekend were full of adoration.

The casualties of the private soldiers of the three clans increased, and the courage and killing intent that had been poured out because of the bounty were also extinguished by the threat of death.

The private soldiers of the three clans fought and retreated, especially around the killing god on the weekend, no one dared to approach him again.

"I am the king of Chu, bestowed by the mandate of heaven! You and others are all subjects of my Chu State, but it is only because of the bewitchment of the patriarchs of the three clans that they have done such a great rebellious thing, as long as you abandon the darkness and surrender, disarm and surrender, this king is willing to forgive your crimes and let you join the army of Chu. Otherwise, there will be no mercy. ”

The fighting spirit of the private soldiers of the three clans has obviously weakened.

"Shijun is a big sin to destroy the three clans, don't believe King Zhuang's nonsense!" The tall and thin man shouted. Their private soldiers may really have a way to survive if they surrender, but these initiators have no physical health. In this case, it is better to take the private soldiers to kill.

The private soldiers of the three clans, who had already been a little shaken, fought again because of his words.

"I swear to the sky with my life, as long as you are willing to surrender, I will definitely keep my promise and give you a way to live!" The ancients believed in ghosts and gods very much, and if they couldn't do what they said, they would never make an oath easily.

Weekends are not born murderers, and if less killing can solve the conflict, he will fight for it. Besides, the people who can survive in the private soldiers of the three clans are all elites, and they can all join the army with one block of five, and with a little training, they can improve the combat effectiveness of the Chu army.

The resistance of the private soldiers of the three clans hesitated, and the hands holding the swords seemed weak.

"I command you to lay down your arms! Otherwise, I will not only kill you, but also destroy your three tribes. ”

The private soldiers of the three clans were no longer willing to resist, so they stopped and put down their swords. They have no chance of winning, they will definitely die, and at this time, they are even more afraid of affecting their families.

The tall and thin man screamed frantically, as if he had lost his mind. "Raise your swords, you wretched!"

With a wave of his hand, the Praetorian Guards immediately stepped forward to subdue the tall and thin man, and the patriarchs of the other two clans were killed and seriously wounded.

At the end of the week, he retracted the sword in his hand into the system space.

The tall and thin man watched his movements and shouted, "You are not King Zhuang, you are a monster." ”

"Presumptuous! King Zhuang is my King of Chu, and his immortal skills are given by the gods! ”

"The patriarchs of the three clans are to be executed immediately." The tall and thin man was already a little insane by this time, and he mercilessly ordered him to be killed on the weekend. As soon as he fell, the leader of the Praetorian Guard swung his long knife, and the tall and thin man's head rolled to the ground, his eyes unwillingly open.

After solving these stubborn resistance families, some of the remaining families will recognize the reality.

At the end of the war, Cheng Jia cautiously stepped over the dead bodies on the ground and walked to the weekend, and couldn't help but shrink when his eyes touched the weekend.

The civil official didn't know where to hide when he was fighting just now, and at this moment he came out of nowhere, and the book with the pen was trembling there.

"Cheng Jia, what other families want to follow in their footsteps?" Standing among the scattered corpses, Weekend asked without any warmth in his voice.

"King Zhuang, I think they will not dare to have any more dissent at this time, as long as King Zhuang gives an order, they will definitely do everything." Just kidding, King Zhuang is simply a god of killing, if he doesn't obey his orders, then wait for the three clans like Xu, Lin, and Wei not only to confiscate their family property and private soldiers, but also to be exterminated, King Zhuang has both ruthless means and the ability to command the army, who will die for some property?

"I'm afraid there is still a family waiting to see! However, I don't want to kill again, as long as they are willing to pull back from the precipice, and I don't want them to be basically destroyed in a hundred years, so it's up to you to lobby the rest of the family, if any family is unwilling, you can report it to me. ”

Weekend thought that this level of killing should make the other families afraid.

"Wechen will do everything in his power to make them lose their way." Cheng Jia's body was tense, and the corner of his eye touched the corpse on the ground uncomfortable.