Not long after Zhao Yun and Xiang Yu 'shared the spoils', Chen Qingzhi arrived with the Emperor's Tibetan army. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's finally over!" Looking at the scene of kneeling down, Chen Qingzhi smiled, immediately waved his hand, and ordered: "Escort them all down and wait for the lord to deal with them!"

"Yes!"

The generals took the order, pulled up the civil and military officials who were kneeling on the ground, and walked out with a push.

"Huh?!..... this person"

At this moment, Chen Qingzhi suddenly saw a person out of the corner of his eye, this person had a deep low head, hid in the crowd, and walked out with the escorted people.

"Wait!"

Suspicious, Chen Qingzhi immediately shouted to stop.

Squeezed through the crowd and walked in front of the man, "Raise your head!" Chen Qingzhi shouted.

was yelled at by Chen Qingyi, and the man's body was suddenly shocked, and he slowly raised his head with some reluctance.

"Sure enough, it's you, Haoyu!" Seeing this person's face, Chen Qingzhi finally confirmed his guess, this is exactly the person Mo Xuan focused on naming in addition to Bao Qing, the judge and the soul envoy of the government, Haoyu.

"Why is the dignified Cloth Soul Envoy so low-key? I almost made Ben lose his eyes!" Chen Qingzhi sneered and mocked.

"Hehe~" Haoyu laughed dryly, his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't speak.

"Meng Qi, this cloth soul envoy is the person the lord wants, you take him down and take good care of him, after all, ..... The power behind him is not small!" Looking at Haoyu, the corners of Chen Qingzhi's mouth curled up sarcastically, and he commanded Ma Chao.

At the same time, he is also reminding Ma Chao that there is a mysterious organization behind Haoyu, in order to prevent him from being rescued, let Ma Chao cheer up and guard it firmly.

"Yes, Ghost Capital!" Ma Chao understood the meaning of Chen Qingzhi's words, walked forward with a cruel smile, and slapped Haoyu on the back of the neck, "Let's go, Lord Cloth Soul Envoy!"

was slapped by Ma Chao suddenly, Haoyu's body couldn't help but stumble forward, fortunately, Ma Chao didn't use much force, Haoyu stepped forward, and immediately stabilized his body to avoid the ugly appearance of falling.

But even so, being so humiliated in front of a large crowd, Haoyu was immediately furious, and his eyes flashed with viciousness, but he was well concealed, glanced back coldly, and followed everyone out.

"Tell the ghost capital, Bao Qing is dead!" Not long after Haoyu's matter was dealt with, a soldier ran in front of Chen Qingzhi and said in a low voice.

"Dead, how could it be dead?" Chen Qingzhi was surprised.

"The subordinates don't know, but it looks like they were killed by anger!"

“..........”

"Okay, bury him, how to say it, it's also a generation of princes and kings, and you can't be violent corpses in the wilderness, well, there is a mass grave outside the city, let's bury it there!" Chen Qingzhi waved his hand casually and walked out.

“...........”

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"This feeling is unprecedentedly sour!"

After three days of sleep, Mo Xuan finally woke up, touching his head and still having a residual pinprick pain, Mo Xuan's mouth was full of bitterness.

"Lord, you're awake!" A voice came from beside him, and when he turned his head to look, it was Zhang Zhongjing.

"Mr. Zhongjing, I've troubled you to take care of it these days!" Mo Xuan smiled weakly at Zhang Zhongjing and expressed his gratitude.

Zhang Zhongjing shook his head, held Mo Xuan's pulse and felt it quietly before saying: "Lord, some time ago, your brain seemed to have suffered a great impact, resulting in restlessness and lack of qi and blood, so you will be unable to fall asleep.

Mo Xuan nodded, he knew his own situation, there was not much problem in his body, it was just that his mental power was consumed too much, according to the system elf, he could slowly make up for it by sleeping more.

"In this way, the lord is recuperating, and Zhongjing will not bother!" Zhang Zhongjing opened some orders and handed them to the guards, then said goodbye to Mo Xuan.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Zhongjing!" Mo Xuan bowed his hand to Zhang Zhongjing and thanked him again.

.....

"Lord, how do you feel?" After Zhang Zhongjing left, Chen Qingzhi and the others rushed in and asked with concern.

With Gai Nie's help, Mo Xuan leaned on the side of the bed, looked at a group of brothers under his command, and smiled, "It's okay, Mr. Zhongjing told me to pay more attention to rest, you don't need to worry." ”

When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces were all smiling.

"By the way, Ziyun, what's wrong with Chaocheng?" After a few casual conversations, Mo Xuan turned the question to the war.

"Hehe~ Lord, let's talk to you about ..... end" Chen Qingzhi sat next to Mo Xuan, with an excited smile on his face, and loudly described the battle situation of the past few days to Mo Xuan.

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After listening to Chen Qingzhi's colorful description, Mo Xuan's expression was excited for a while and sighed for a while, and after taking a deep breath, he ordered: "Although Bao Qing is dead, he is not Xue Morui after all, with my understanding of him, he will inevitably arrange follow-up measures, but the sky is not as good as people, and he was angry with himself before these means were used, so when dealing with the follow-up situation, you should pay more attention." ”

"Those forces hidden in the shadows, there are many means, you should not take it lightly, in addition, recruitment, land resumption, political restoration, etc., I have a feeling that the alliance has noticed us. ”

"Yes, my lord!"

Mo Xuan's words made the faces of the generals slowly solemn.

Now that the Emperor Tibetan Army has destroyed Baoqing, the two hellish places that originally belonged to Baoqing, the Screaming Hell and the Iron Net Abi Hell will also be renamed and included in Mo Xuan's chassis.

A hellish place, no one cares about it yet, but Mo Xuan alone occupies a whole three hells, in this era of war where land is divided, such a large area has obviously attracted the attention of all the princes, and now Mo Xuan is like a piece of fat pork, attracting the wild wolves around to grab food.

However, the officers and men of the Emperor-Tibetan Army have just finished the six-month-long offensive, and they are already physically and mentally exhausted, and a string that is too tight will break sooner or later, and there will be no good rest and recuperation, and the combat strength is not high, and the morale will also be hit.

And the two newly occupied hells are also in chaos because of the escape of officials from all over the world.

If any of the armies of the two alliances come now, Mo Xuan will not be able to resist it at all, if he is not careful, not to mention that Xinzhan Hell is robbed, even his hometown is threatened.

Being prepared for danger in times of peace is Mo Xuan's purpose, and waiting for a crisis to come before making preparations is obviously not Mo Xuan's style.

"In this way, send a message to Xuan Cheng, let him hurry up and send political personnel to the two hells, the cities and pavilions, before that, all the major legions sent troops to suppress the dissatisfied voices in various places, and anyone who dares to spread rumors and slander the emperor's Tibetan army will be directly detained without nonsense, and if there is armed resistance, they will be killed on the spot. ”

At the moment of the crisis, Mo Xuan temporarily abandoned benevolence, and dealt with emergencies urgently, although the bloody high pressure would cause dissatisfaction among the people and have an impact on Mo Xuan's prestige, it was also the fastest and most effective way.

After everything was on track, Mo Xuan would be appeased in the follow-up, of course, he also believed that Wei Zheng had the ability to deal with the 'rotten ass' he left behind.