"I'm ...... Will you become the lord of the city? Huang Feihong was a little stupid, even the thirteenth aunt who had seen the world was stunned, and her heart suddenly became excited: "Hasn't the old lady become a nobleman?" ”

The big Yanma from Britain already knew about the slaughter of the British station, and he was angry and annoyed, and even resented Huang Feihong.

But at this moment, the Yanma swallowed his saliva.

For the bald man in front of her, she couldn't understand it.

I didn't see the other party do anything, and in just one month, he had already become the lord of a large territory.

God, it's terrible.

Although this territory was nothing to the mighty Qing Empire, it was huge to the British government.

If there is such a land in the UK, then Wong Fei Hung will instantly become one of the top nobles.

Yanma looked at Huang Feihong with bright eyes, and his heart was very excited: "Listen to them, I have become the other party's trophy?" ”

I don't know what came to mind, but the Yanma became more and more excited.

Wait, why do I say heaven?

Where did God go?

The Yanmar was a little dazed......

The entire city of Guangzhou was cleaned, and there was no trace of war. On the street, people come and go, all of them are big bald heads, and they look very happy. But it is like a sense of ritual, which makes people involuntarily respect.

Zhao Xiaolong did a good job, as a subordinate, even if he knew that Huang Feihong didn't care, he still did a good job.

Therefore, when Huang Feihong saw the neat and tidy Guangzhou City in front of him, no matter how much he was heartbroken, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Thinking that the city, as well as everything around it, was already under his control, Huang Feihong couldn't help but breathe heavily.

He is just an ordinary martial arts practitioner, with a bit of social status, and to put it bluntly, he is still an ordinary person.

But now that he has become a prince of a place, although he is still weak, it also makes Huang Feihong extremely excited.

Glory to the ancestors!!

"This is the Admiral's mansion, General, and this will be your mansion from now on."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Xiaolong took Huang Feihong into Lord Admiral's garden-like mansion.

Huang Feihong was a little reserved, his eyes rolled wildly, and he looked at the prosperous mansion with a twist. The thirteenth aunt didn't have so many worries, and ran in happily, pulling the big Yanma around to watch.

The big Yanma screamed in shock: "The royal garden of the East, oh my God." A governor's house is even more gorgeous and beautiful than the empress's palace. ”

Hearing the other party's sigh, Aunt Thirteen rolled her eyes in disdain.

Westerners are good at everything, but they have never seen the world, they lack the background, and they like to shout when they see everything.

Also the royal garden, when I really saw the palace, I don't know if I will die happily.

Even though her eyes were disdainful, Aunt Thirteen was still very excited.

This time I came back with a big surprise, although Huang Feihong has become a little like to do things, but he is also more motivated than before. Well, although this self-motivation is being pushed away, no matter what, Huang Feihong's achievements today really impress her.

"Feihong, will we live here in the future?"

The thirteenth aunt walked out of the garden nostalgically and went to the hall under the guidance of the subordinates. He looked curiously at the subordinate in front of him who claimed to be a slave with long braids, and said excitedly to Huang Feihong, who was sitting in the center of the hall with a somewhat unsightly face.

Huang Feihong stiffened his face and nodded: "Wait here for my father to come back, Aunt Thirteen, go and rest if you have nothing to do." ”

Aunt Thirteen noticed that Huang Feihong's expression was not good, so although Huang Feihong's tone was unhappy, she was still not angry. Today is different from the past, Aunt Thirteen is extremely smart, so naturally she will not ask for trouble. smiled faintly at Huang Feihong, and pulled the big ocean horse out.

Zhao Xiaolong sat below, his face was indifferent, and he didn't look anxious at all.

Huang Feihong's eyes were a little complicated, and his expression was still stiff: "The children of the Eight Banners who slaughtered the city were bleeding for several days, and the corpses were like mountains. Although I didn't see the corpse, I could still smell the smell of smoke and dust floating in the air. Brother Zhao, tell me, what is the difference between us and Tartar when we do this? ”

Zhao Xiaolong sighed when he heard this: "I didn't think I could hide it from you, I just didn't want to be stopped by you." General, you took in my Black Flag Army, General Liu Yongfu also trusts you, and even the brothers are grateful to you. However, now you are no longer the shadowless feet of Foshan as before, you are the leader of the Black Flag Army. ”

"So what?" Huang Feihong frowned slightly: "Could it be that to save the country, you must first slaughter your own people?" If so, then I, Huang Feihong, would rather this country die. ”

Zhao Xiaolong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I know your temper, so I did it anyway." Not just because of hatred, but more because we are too weak. General, the slaughter will continue, you can't stop it. The blood debt of many years ago can only be repaid with blood. Countless years of slavery can only be repaid with slavery. Perhaps in a hundred years, slavery will not exist. But now we need such toughness, such ferocious means. ”

"No, it can't break their arrogance as the master of the upper body. It is not hard, and it does not give confidence to those who follow us. ”

"General, if I don't hate, I will be killed by the Tartars in Guangzhou City that night. Now, you may have gone into exile, floating on the sea. The country is still the same, being oppressed. ”

"Others oppress the Tartars, and the Tartars oppress the Han people. Han people are always the lowest people. ”

"I'm different from what you think, if you really want to lose the country, then I'd rather all the Han people die in battle, out of sight and out of mind."

When Huang Feihong heard Zhao Xiaolong's words, his eyes flickered, and he was angry. He would rather survive than die. At this point, Zhao Xiaolong is just the opposite of him, Zhao Xiaolong is a soldier, he has a hard temper, and he would rather die than be enslaved.

The two of them couldn't talk about going together at all, Huang Feihong was about to get angry when he stared, and Zhao Xiaolong also looked at each other with a cold face, not backing down at all.

At this moment, Huang Feihong's palm slapped on the table with a click, and both of them were startled.

Wang Tian hadn't moved for a long time, and this time he finally stood up again.

"Brother Hand......"

Huang Feihong was the first to react, looked at his palm and said, his eyes were a little solemn. Such a performance made Zhao Xiaolong directly stunned: "General, you ...... What are you doing? ”

Huang Feihong smiled bitterly: "It's not me, it's Brother Hand." Brother Zhao, my hand...... Something is wrong. ”

"Huh?" Zhao Xiaolong's eyes widened.

Syllable!!!

His cheeks hurt, and Huang Feihong's face was black and stiff.

pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying and said, "No, you look at ......"