The other 40,000 demon iron cavalry stayed in the capital to protect the monarch, even if the queen mother traveled, she couldn't take it away, let alone Fang Yun went north. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, there were too many rare resources such as demon iron looted from Jiaosheng Palace, and the Gongdian had already agreed to prepare one million sets of demon iron cavalry equipment for Fang Yun alone to arm the generals of the Blood Mangrealm Realm.

Fang Yun didn't think about borrowing troops from the imperial court long before he came, and the words and deeds of Zuo Xiang Liu Shan were like juggling in Fang Yun's eyes, and what really caused dissatisfaction was that Liu Shan actually forced the Queen Mother to go to Ning'an.

"Then I will make a plan! When the class master returns to the court, it will be the day when Liushan will be completely purged!"

Fang Yun was constantly plotting in his mind, deducing tens of thousands of possibilities while taking into account countless surprises.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

"Fang Xusheng, there seems to be something wrong with the Yamen of the Ministry of War, the door is blocked, let's take a detour. The coachman's voice came from outside the door.

"Someone dares to make trouble in front of the Yamen of the Ministry of War?" Fang Yun's mind moved, his hearing enhanced, and he could hear the conversation nearly a hundred feet away clearly.

The driver explained: "It started three days ago. The three sides were defeated, many soldiers were killed in battle, and those old people who lost their children ran to the yamen of the military headquarters to make a fuss, and there was a lot of trouble. Didn't some veterans from the three sides arrive in the capital yesterday to tell the details of the front line, and those old people didn't give up when they found out, and asked the veterans who fled back to kowtow to their dead sons. It seems that it is estimated that there are three more veterans blocked there. ”

"I'll get out of the car and walk, you follow me. ”

After Fang finished speaking in a cold tone, he stepped out of the carriage, as if walking, and slowly walked towards the yamen of the military department.

The coachman drove the carriage of Wen Xiang and slowly followed.

The coachman followed behind Fang Yun and looked at the people nearby in surprise, and the more he looked, the more angry he became.

The Void Sage of the Human Race in green clothes walked on the road, and none of the people took the initiative to salute, is there any etiquette in this Jingguo?

But in the next moment, the coachman suddenly remembered that sometimes when Wen Xiang was in the crowd, many people seemed to turn a blind eye.

"This ...... Could it be that Fang Xusheng has also reached the realm of the old man a few years ago?" the coachman secretly smacked his tongue, looking at Fang Yun's back with more and more awe.

The entrance of the yamen of the military headquarters was crowded with people, and the soldiers who were supposed to maintain order were sad and did not dare to drive the people away.

Fang Yun walked into the crowd, and everyone instinctively gave way to him, but they didn't look at him.

Fang Yun smoothly squeezed into the crowd and stood in the innermost circle.

I saw that at the bottom of the stairs of the yamen of the military headquarters, seven dusty soldiers were kneeling on the ground, each soldier's armor was in tatters, each soldier had scars on his body, and several soldiers still oozed blood from their wounds.

In front of these soldiers, there stood nearly 100 old men, both men and women, all with angry faces.

An old woman pressed her index finger to the nose of a young soldier and scolded: "You still have the face to come back? My son is younger than you, he died on the battlefield, why did you come back? A group of deserters! Why didn't God kill you! What did you do when my son killed barbarians on the battlefield?"

An old man slammed another soldier with a cane, scolding as he did: "Bastard! The soldiers on the front line are bleeding and sweating, but you are enjoying good fortune here! Why don't you die! Since my son is dead, you all have to bury him! Get out of the capital!"

"Get out of the capital!"

Many old people scolded.

Several young soldiers bowed their heads, tears dripping down their faces.

The older veterans looked blank, oblivious to what was happening, and did not hear it.

An old man dressed in a fancy costume slapped a young soldier in the face, and his crisp voice even interrupted the shouting and scolding of the others.

The young soldier lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and remained motionless.

The old man in fancy clothes pointed at the young soldier and scolded: "What are you, you deserve to come back alive? My sons and daughters have all died in the north, why do you deserters come back? Why don't you barbarians kill all you deserters!"

"I ...... We are not deserters, we are defeated and retreated......"

Syllable!

Before the young soldier finished speaking, the old man in the Chinese costume raised his hand and slapped him again, scolding: "My son is dead, you are still alive, you are a deserter! You deserve to die! You still dare to speak out? Lao Tzu beat you to death!"

I saw the old man in fancy clothes stretching out his two hands, opening his bow left and right, and constantly slapping the young soldier.

The young soldier gritted his teeth and remained motionless.

The old men applauded, and many people in the distance frowned.

When the soldiers in front of the yamen of the military department saw this scene, they sighed, but they didn't dare to step forward.

A butcher-like man in the crowd whispered: "Jingguo has been fighting for many years, and no one has ever killed relatives and friends, and I haven't seen others use small soldiers to get angry." Look at these soldiers, if the deserters had been killed earlier, they would obviously have come back to report the news, so that our court can better understand the situation on the front line, and they are helping us. ”

"When these soldiers are well recuperated, they will still go to the front line to fight, and they can't be deserters. ”

"Why didn't anyone persuade those people. ”

"I can't persuade you, these people have at least one child and grandchild dead, whoever persuades whom, even the master of the military department doesn't dare to provoke, let alone us. ”

"They're pitiful, but they can't be angry with the creeps. ”

At this moment, a young man in Tsing Yi walked out of the crowd, grabbed between the old man in Chinese clothes and the soldier with an arrow step, raised his hand high, and waved his arm at the old man.

Syllable!

In the crisp slap, the old man fell to the ground heavily, and his mouth of blood gushed out, as if he had knocked over a soy sauce bottle.

The old man was beaten and lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.

The hundreds of old men also stayed in place, looking at Fang Yun stupidly.

Fang ...... Fang Xusheng!"

Everyone recognized Fang Yun, most of the people knelt on their knees, and some knelt halfway down on one knee.

An old woman was obviously so frightened that her legs trembled, but she still mustered up the courage to point at Fang Yun and shout, "You...... You dare to hit the old man?"

Fang Yun raised his chin high, glanced at those old men contemptuously, and said coldly: "From now on, if you dare to scold, I will dare to beat until you dare not scold!"

"You...... You're not human!" the old woman trembled with anger!

Fang Yun made no secret of the contempt in his eyes.

"I ...... I'll fight with you!" the old woman was annoyed, lowered her head, and bumped into Fang Yun.

"Get out!"

Fang Yun raised his right hand and slapped it on the old woman's cheek, and the old woman fell to the ground with a scream, her eyes were dark, and Venus was in a hurry.

"Kill someone! Fang Xusheng kills someone! Fang Xusheng can't beat the demon barbarians, he wants to kill our old man! All the saints quickly open their eyes and see what Jingguo has become......"

The old woman rolled around, and Fang Yun frowned coldly.

The people and officers and soldiers nearby were of different shapes, some couldn't understand Fang Dong's beating of the old man, some didn't expect the old man to die like this, some were thinking deeply, and some were glaring at Fang Yun......

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