Ye Chunqiu's expression was still indifferent, and he couldn't even see the slightest emotion, and his movements looked light, but the sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake, easily breaking through Zittle's throat, and the tip of the sword entered from the skin, like lightning, piercing out of the back of his neck. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

So much so that Wang Shouren on the side almost suspected that he was dazzled!

Zittle's eyes widened in astonishment only the moment before the tip of the sword pierced into his throat, he couldn't have imagined that Ye Chunqiu wouldn't give him the slightest chance at all.

Before that, he was the son of the Khan who was high on the grassland, but on this day, he did one stupid thing after another, first with 30,000 troops he was easily defeated by the hands of the Zhenguo New Army, and then after falling into the hands of Ye Chunqiu, he stupidly overestimated his importance.

He boasted of having a noble identity and thought that he still had value that could be used, but he didn't know that today's world had changed, and in the business strategy outside the customs established by Ye Chunqiu, there would be no place for him to be a place in the Tuxie Department.

Bargaining also depends on whether you have capital or not, and his identity, in Ye Chunqiu's eyes, is not worth a point.

And after this battle, it is almost certain that the Tatars no longer have the capital to shake hands and make peace.

In fact, a few days ago, if Zhu Houzhao's life and death were not unknown, or if the two sides had not really started a war, the Tatars still had the capital to make peace, and if Batu Munk was willing to cooperate with Zhenguo Gongjing and not violate the river water, there might be some room for turnaround.

And now, when this battle begins, it is destined that the two will not be able to stand together, and there will be no place for them here.

Then, since they used barbaric methods to treat other races, Ye Chunqiu didn't mind teaching them what it was to treat others the way they would.

The new soldiers roamed the mountains and began to clear the battlefield, and the young and strong men were captured, and those who were wounded and chirping on the ground were stabbed by bayonets, giving them a painful pleasure.

This place is already full of devastation and corpses, Wang Shouren has too many things to do, and he is a scholar, and he can't help but feel a little touched when he sees this situation.

In essence, there will always be a little weakness in the feelings of the reader, although these robbers are hateful, but at this time they can't help but feel pity.

Wang Shouren had no choice but to stagger his gaze, no longer looking at the severed arm and stump on the ground, but looking at the sky with a complicated mind, and the sky was endless.

The green dragon is already boiling.

The profits here are very high, in fact, it is not far from the Jingshi to transport goods here, and there are no rivers and mountains that hinder the trade route on the way, at most it is just through Shanhaiguan, but such a high profit is essentially because anyone who goes out of the customs business knows that it is very dangerous outside the customs, and it is necessary to be cautious when entering the industry.

Because of this high risk, the price of goods is more than double that of Jingshi, and the merchants also took advantage of this to make a lot of money.

The salary here is at least twice as much as that of the Kannai, and everyone will always come when they should come, and everyone pins their hopes on the new army, and when the Tatar soldiers point here, presumably those merchants with thousands of dollars in their pockets, those well-paid men, those craftsmen who follow, and countless people who are running for a living, all have some regrets in their hearts.

You can't make enough money, but no matter how much money you earn, you have to spend it.

Their apprehension lasted for several days, and during these days, everyone was unable to sleep and sleep, and there was always a feeling of impending disaster, so everyone hid their softness, and the market became extremely depressed, and even their faces were listless.

But now, when this battle with the Tuxie tribe was over, they had a boiling reason, because they knew very well that they had survived, that they had not only earned money, but also saved their lives, and that these bold and reckless people in the eyes of the people in the Guannai had made the right bet.

Now they are only glad that they have seized the opportunity and occupied a place here, while the latecomers are obviously not so lucky.

The good news sent by the new army in a hurry began to spread in the mouths of the patrol police, and it was also used to announce that the Qinglong with the new army was absolutely safe, and it was no different from the Beijing Division, Hangzhou, and Ningbo, and it was as stable as a rock here, and there was no safety concern at all.

At first, some people refused to believe it, but when the Tatar captives were dejectedly strung with ropes and ragged as they were escorted into the camp of the new army, and when they saw the spirited new army return triumphantly, no one doubted the promise of the Zhenguo Gong and the Zhenguo Mansion.

In this emerging city outside the gates, firecrackers are lit everywhere, and there is an endless stream of crackling.

As for the new army, this is just an ordinary battle, and even, the next hardships are suffered, because soon, the town government will summarize and reflect on this battle, whether there are problems with the coordination of artillery and infantry, what problems have arisen in the trenches in actual combat, and then, in response to related problems, new drills are about to begin.

Ye Chunqiu returned to his dilapidated Zhenguo Mansion, this great victory did not make him feel better, he thought that revenge could relieve hatred, but when the broken sword was drawn and pierced into the throat of Nazitl, Ye Chunqiu saw that the dark sword body was flowing with blood, and the blood was overflowing on the blood groove of the sword, but Ye Chunqiu suddenly thought at that moment that this sword was a double sword, and its other brother was in the hands of another person, but that person, where is he now?

Ye Chunqiu sat on the sofa, silent, his eyes closed, as if he was pretending to sleep, so that when Tang Bohu came, he was cautious.

Tang Bohu was still immersed in the joy of victory, but when he saw Ye Chunqiu like this, he immediately smiled, and he tiptoed down a cup of tea, just about to leave.

Someone behind him called him: "Brother Bohu." ”

"What does Grandpa command?" Tang Bohu turned around and waved towards Ye Chunqiu.

Ye Chunqiu had already opened his eyes, with a little tiredness, smiled gently, and said, "I'm afraid that I will have to bother you, and I have to prepare a good news." ”

Tang Bohu hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, the student will go to polish." ”

When Ye Chunqiu opened his eyes, although he was complicated, he still restrained his emotions, and he smiled lightly at Tang Bohu: "You have to write with flowers." ”

"Yikes." Tang Bohu was a little stunned and said, "This ...... Grandpa didn't like ...... the most in the past."

(To be continued.) )