Under the city gate, King Fu's coffin had been pulled out and thrown at the city gate.

The coffin had collapsed, and inside, there was not only a headless corpse, but also a large pile of burial goods.

The funeral goods here naturally do not include those in the tomb of King Fu, but as King Fu, the coffin is naturally very luxurious.

More than a dozen knights rode horses to stay next to the coffin, and Xue San sat on the edge of the coffin, his two small short legs hanging in the air, dangling.

King Fu's skull had spent several lonely nights with Xue San under the deep well,

So

For this fat and fat prince, Xue San still has a lot of feelings.

It's just that no one knows whether the Fu King under Jiuquan will recognize this "love".

Previously, it was precisely because King Fu's coffin was stuck at the gate of the city that the Yan army was able to successfully rush the door.

In other words, King Fu, oh no, is the remains of King Fu, and he has merit to Dayan!

When Zheng Fan rode by here, he glanced at the coffin, and suddenly felt a little funny, this blessed king is really a treasure all over his body.

The head allows itself to resist military feats, and the headless body can also help break the city.

"Lord, what should you do with this pimple?"

The "pimple" in Xue San's mouth naturally refers to the remains of King Fu.

"Take care of it first, pick it up here, and don't let the corpses of domestic violence be outside."

"Okay."

Xue San nodded.

From a rational point of view, Zheng Fan did not really want to put himself in the role of executioner, and he believed that annexation and occupation in a slightly more peaceful way was the most effective way.

King Fu is the king of the domain, and now that he is already dead, Zheng Fan's plan is to help King Fu finish the funeral after he is busy with the affairs in the city.

The major affairs of the country are in worship and Rong

In fact, the worship here not only refers to the sacrifice to the ancestral gods, but also fills in the respect for the culture and customs of the other country.

Fortunately, Yan and Qianren, in fact, there is not much difference in appearance, a little nitpicking, maybe it is in the hinterland of Qianguo and the people in the south of the Yangtze River, the facial lines are generally softer, while the edges and corners of Yan people's faces are slightly clearer and more obvious.

This is not a difference due to blood, but purely due to geography and climate.

Yan Ren didn't have a money rat tail behind his head, and Zheng Fan didn't have any trouble with shaving orders.

Through the burial of King Fu, you can send a more friendly political signal to the people of Qianguo, especially the elite class, if you really dig up other people's ancestral graves, won't you force people to fight with you?

On this issue, Zheng Fan had a very in-depth discussion with the blind man.

In the end, the main idea is that in what way Emperor Yan will rule the Qianguo, whether it is Huairou or iron-blooded, this can't be affected by himself and others anyway.

However, as long as you insist on being a "good person" on your side, even if you are an aggressor, if you are an aggressor with "kind eyebrows and kind eyes", maybe it will trigger the Stockholm syndrome of the Qianren people, and it will be easier and more convenient to attract the support of the Qianguo people in the future.

And lo and behold,

The war has just begun, and I don't know how the war will develop next.

But Zheng Fan and the demon kings under his command are already preparing for a rebellion in the future!

After entering the city, there are many corpses at the city gate and on the streets, and there are also arrows and traces of battle, but the will to fight of the defenders of Chuzhou City should be very low, and there are not many deaths.

On the contrary, when the Zhenbei Army cleared the streets, many people who had not yet reacted to "what the situation" wanted to run out to see the excitement at this time were directly beheaded or shot.

Riding all the way over, Zheng Fan was quite peaceful in his heart, war, there are no immortals, if you want to quickly stabilize the order of a city, it is impossible not to kill people.

But on the whole, Chuzhou City is now in a kind of "panic" calm.

The military discipline of the Zhenbei Army is indeed good, and there is no such situation of burning, killing and looting in the city.

Of course, this is also because the city came down too easily, and it did not arouse the anger in the hearts of the soldiers, but made the whole army feel unreal.

In the face of the tiger, it was not easy to knock it down, so naturally he had to go up and quickly mend the knife and result in it;

But in the face of a weak little white rabbit, for a while, you really can't bear to start.

So

Isn't the situation very good now?

What the hell is Li Fusheng crazy about!

Zheng Fan found Li Fusheng,

At this time, Li Fusheng was squatting on the tower of the south city gate,

The Zhenbei army rushed in from the north gate, and quickly defeated the defenders of Chuzhou City after a rush, and then took the north city gate as the starting point, spread out, control the whole city, and at the same time imposed martial law on the four squares.

This made many people who were quick to react to the rout army and instinctively flee to the south gate, but unfortunately, there was already a force of 3,000 cavalry waiting there, completely blocking this group of people.

Therefore, at the gate of the southern city, there was a large number of people kneeling in the dark.

His eyes swept over, and he made a rough estimate in his heart, and the number of defeated troops was about four or five thousand, and the number of people was doubled.

The soldiers of Zhenbei squeezed them together as if driving a flock of sheep, and in the encirclement, it can be said that they were next to each other.

Around him, especially on both sides of Li Fusheng's side, rows of soldiers were already drawing their bows and arrows.

Zheng Fan quickly dismounted and ran up to the city tower.

Damn it

Li Fusheng had reminded himself several times before that he liked to kill, so if necessary, he had to stop him himself.

Zheng Fan thought that the other party was just making a half-truth joke, who knew that this product was really a heartless person!

This has just started the war, and you have successfully taken this capital city, and you want to slaughter the city with your head caught in the door?

Li Fusheng turned his head and glanced at Zheng Fan, who was running over quickly.

There was a faint red glow in his eyes.

This is a feeling that Zheng Fan had never seen when he was in contact with it before, a bit like the demon in Li Fusheng's heart, which seemed to have woken up.

Of course, Li Fusheng naturally can't have any demons in his heart, according to the analysis of the blind man Bei, a psychiatrist, Li Fusheng should have a mental illness.

Moreover, it has reached a very serious point.

In previous lives, this kind of mental illness often appeared in the murderer of serial murders, killing people, hunting their own targets, for this kind of people, it has almost become a more difficult addiction than drug rehabilitation.

"Your Excellency!"

Zheng Fan clenched his fist at Li Fusheng.

"You're here."

Li Fusheng said.

Zheng Fan suddenly had a feeling that Li Fusheng was waiting for him, just like when a person was sick, he called a doctor.

He was patient, waiting for himself to come.

Zheng Fan's gaze swept behind Li Fusheng, where there stood a row of generals and guerrilla generals, these people with higher official positions and status than themselves, no one dared to talk to Li Fusheng at this time.

Obviously, Li Fusheng's prestige among the soldiers and horses in his own town is incomparably high.

"My lord, is this going to be?" Zheng Fan asked knowingly.

Li Fusheng grabbed the wall tiles under him with both hands, and Zheng Fan saw clear dents on the wall tiles, this scene really looked like he was addicted to D.

"How could this city be taken down so easily!"

Li Fusheng gritted his teeth and said.

It's too easy to get down the city, but it's not fun!

People, there are too few deaths, but it's not enjoyable!

After running for so long, I thought that I could have a hearty hard battle waiting for me, but I actually won the whole city in this weird way!

If you do too much foreplay, the more disappointed you will be!

Zheng Fan was a little stunned,

Then his gaze swept to the black oppressive crowd under the city tower below,

Look,

Who told you to be so indisputable, resist a little longer, fight a little more,

It's good now

Defeat and surrender too quickly,

It's upset our boss.

"My lord, this city is already Dayan's."

Li Fusheng shook his head and said:

"We will not divide our forces to garrison here, and we will continue to move south."

Li Fusheng looked at Zheng Fan and continued:

"We won't defend this city."

The established policy is indeed to continue to go south, this is Chujun, to the south, if you take a straight line without considering the detour, there are also Xishan County and Beihe County, after these two counties, there is also Bianzhou County, to get there, and then cross the Bianhe River, it can be said that you have touched the capital of Qianguo.

"But this city, after all, is still Dayan's."

Li Fusheng smiled,

With a smile on your face,

With a touch of coldness.

At this moment, Zheng Fan's body began to chill, if he had the opportunity, he really wanted to ask Zhenbei Hou, can a mentally ill person be a general soldier?

"I'm angry."

"Your Excellency, you are our backbone."

Li Fusheng was a little unaccustomed to this battlefield, because the Yan Kingdom and the barbarians had a deep blood feud for hundreds of years, and it had risen to the level of racial hatred.

Killing and extinguishing the barbarians is the political correctness of the Yan Kingdom, and under this political correctness, Li Fusheng is like a fish in water.

In fact, the most important point is that Yan is unable to develop and control the desert, because the desert is too barren, but Qianguo is different, Qianguo is the fat meat that Emperor Yan wants to swallow.

Li Fusheng stretched out his hand and put it on Zheng Fan's shoulder,

Road:

"But I really want to kill someone."

"My lord, if you have a chance, please bear with me a little longer."

"What are you going to do with these people?"

The blood in Li Fusheng's eyes was slowly fading, which meant that this person was recovering from his previous extreme state.

"My lord, our army is coming, and we don't have much baggage grain and grass with us, so the lower official suggests that we first conduct a selection and take the homes of rich and noble families, and half of the grain obtained will be included in our army's military funds, and half of the goods obtained will be rewarded to the officers and soldiers of the whole army to boost morale."

Li Fusheng narrowed his eyes and said:

"Go on."

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and pointed to the crowd below and said:

"Find some local military leaders or officials in Chuzhou City, push them to the throne, and the adults should be in a hurry to follow the power, reappoint the heads of the civil and military officials in Chuzhou City, and then let them reorganize their own team.

At the same time, the family will be wiped out, and it must be killed, but it is not up to our Yan army to take action, but by themselves, and our Yan army soldiers are only responsible for pressing the formation on the side. ”

"You said that we will only take half of the wealth and grain and grass mentioned earlier, and what about the remaining half?"

"Divide them and the heads of the city and beyond."

Li Fusheng pressed down with his hands slightly, and stood up holding the ground.

Zheng Fan continued:

"However, they will do the work of raiding the family and exterminating the clan, but we will do the work of distributing grain, grass and goods."

"Interesting."

"This is just a superficial personal opinion."

"It's not shallow, it's deep."

Li Fusheng stretched out his hand, took out a bright yellow booklet from his arms, and handed it to Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan opened it and took a look, and found that what was written inside was the policy to deal with the occupied city.

It is very concise and to the point, and it uses a very vernacular narrative, and it is obvious that the person who wrote this has a very clear understanding of the cultural literacy of the "soldiers" in this era.

The first is to unconditionally satisfy the supply of the army under any conditions, that is, to provide food to the enemy.

The second is the policy to be taken on the premise that the supply of the army is sufficient.

The approximate meaning is similar to what Zheng Fan said before, but it is more detailed and has been added, which shows that the person who wrote this booklet is more detailed and comprehensive in planning and thinking about things.

Right now, Zheng Fan's 30,000 horsemen and horses, which are Li Fusheng's horses, have entered Chuzhou City, so it can be said that this is one of the fattest places in Chuxian County, which is naturally the second strategy in the booklet.

Finally, two stamps were affixed to the booklet, one on the top and one on the bottom.

The one Zheng Fan knows above should be the seal of Emperor Yan, and the seal below is really unrecognizable to Zheng Fan for a while.

"Before, Master Hou said that your kid has a very good eye, and I still don't believe it, but now, I believe it, do you know who wrote this booklet?"

"I don't know."

"I'm Dayan Zaifu, Zhao Jiulang."

Zheng Fan was stunned for a moment, his first reaction was that he and Zhao Jiulang had a holiday, after all, he had led a barbarian army to step on the other party's alma mater.

Now, he has a deeper understanding of this Dayan Zaisuke.

A Zaifu can personally write this kind of booklet for the front-line commanders, and the content of the booklet is so detailed, tsk.

"You certainly haven't read this booklet, you, it's good."

Li Fusheng stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and continued:

"I'll leave these things to you."

As he spoke, Li Fusheng glanced back at the generals standing behind him, and these generals surrendered their promises together.

"If you don't have enough people in your headquarters, go to them and ask for help."

"The last general will not be dishonored!"

"Hehe, yes."

Li Fusheng patted Zheng Fan's shoulder for the second time, and then left.

Zheng Fan took a deep breath,

everything

It's easy to say, but when you really want to start doing it, it starts to get complicated.

But

Zheng Shoubei didn't panic at all,

He has a group of helpers.

In his previous life, Zheng Fan was not without YY crossing things, thinking about how he would develop, taking this road or that road, in short, all kinds of life peaks.

But after crossing into this world,

Zheng Fan is becoming more and more aware of one thing,

If you don't have these seven demon kings by your side,

I don't know where the farts have gone.

Reached

Zheng Fan summoned a soldier beside him,

The other party walked over and bowed his hand to Zheng Fan:

"Your Excellency."

Zheng Fan pointed to the location of the blind man and Fan Li under the city wall, and said:

"Come on, help me call them both up."

"Whoa!"

Immediately afterwards, a general in his early thirties with thick eyebrows and big eyes walked up to Zheng Fan and said very enthusiastically:

"Zheng Shoubei, my 5,000 men and horses have no city defense and external outposts for the time being, so they can be driven by you."

Zheng Fan knew that the other party's name was Sun Guyi, and he was a guerrilla general under Li Fusheng.

Although Li Fusheng had told him when he was leaving, Sun Guyi took the initiative to come over and say this, and the purpose of wanting to build a personal friendship between the two was very clear.

"Thank you, General Sun."

"You're polite, Zheng Shoubei is also from the north, we are our own family, if you want me to say, no matter how much this is coiled, in fact, it is not as good as the porcelain of our villagers, it is not easy for us northerners, we have been fighting with the barbarians for several lifetimes, what do we rely on, isn't it just a watch and help each other."

Zheng Shoubei, you say, isn't this reasonable? ”

"What the general said is very true."

"Okay, you hurry up, but if you want to send troops to send someone to my place to respond, besides, you have to hurry up, we can only stay here for another day."

"I understand, thank you General Sun."

"Alas, you are still polite, you can't drink alcohol in the army when you pull out the camp, if he has free days, you can come to my tent, and I will call those all again, let's have a good meal together."

"Okay, the end will be licking his face and only bringing one mouth."

"Hahaha."

Sun Guyi left, and the rest of the guerrilla generals and staff generals had already gone down to the city tower one after another.

After a while, the blind man Bei and Fan Li walked up.

Zheng Fan told the blind man what he said to Li Fusheng before,

In fact

In the eyes of the surrounding sergeants, Zheng Fan just stood there silently, as if he was thinking about something, but in fact, the blind man had already opened a "guild channel" with Zheng Fan and was chatting privately.

"Then this Zhao Jiulang is really a character."

The blind man's words were filled with a little dissatisfaction, and ...... Helpless.

Yan Guo seems to casually pull out a person, they are all amazing characters, so what should he do with others in the future?

It's just that

When Zheng Fan told Sun Guyi's words to the blind man,

The blind man was silent for a moment,

Opening:

"Lord, there begins."

Zheng Fan nodded, indicating that he also understood this.

"Previously, the Marquis of Zhenbei wanted to dig up the lord, it was out of public heart, cherishing talents, with the height of the Marquis of Zhenbei, what he did was basically out of his true temperament.

But Sun Guyi is different, in the general army, the most xenophobic, although the lord is from the north, but he is developed in the south, and he is already a person of Jingnanhou.

In addition, this raid on the house and the distribution of goods will be presided over by you, the Lord.

An outsider, who entered the army temporarily, and also took charge of the distribution of the spoils of war, should have been squeezed out. ”

"Yes."

"Sun Guyi, it should be Li Fusheng's meaning, lord, according to the previous experience of his subordinates, the IQ of mentally ill patients is actually not low, even higher than ordinary people.

Moreover, although Li Fusheng is the general of the general under the Marquis of Zhenbei, his meaning may be different from that of the Marquis of Zhenbei. ”

Zheng Fan nodded,

Road:

"Yes, even if the two Hou Ye and Emperor Yan are standing together, the people below are already starting to pull the mountain."

"Rest assured, Lord, this is just a symptom, and at present, it will not affect the war."

"I know that."

"And, Lord, in the long run, this is an inevitability, and at the same time, it is also where our opportunities lie in the future."

"Don't think about these things first, do what is in front of you first."

The blind man Bei smiled and said confidently:

"Small."