After a brief discussion between the two, they reached an agreement very happily. Out of the teahouse, Yang Fan and the four of them flew into the air in a flying boat, skimmed over the army outside the city, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Watching a few people leave, Murakami thought for a moment and walked quickly towards Luo Wanli's mansion.

Before dark, the army of 5,000 men came to the gate of the city and set up camp. On the city wall, whether it was the Terran defenders or the aliens, seeing the dense figures and small tents outside the city, they all felt a chill down their backs.

And in Ronan City, Murakami and Luo Wanli sat in the council hall with serious faces.

"Wanlijun, how about it, I don't think I need to say, you also know the current situation. Even if we win this time, we will definitely incur huge losses in the future. I think it's better to plan ahead. What do you think about sending some people out of here first?"

"This"

Luo Wanli has been thinking, but helplessly found that he really has no way at all. Since he chose to take refuge in the alien race, he will not let himself go if he wants to come to the human race. Only by firmly holding on to the alien race can there be a glimmer of life, and these tens of thousands of people are their future family background, and they really can't be buried here.

"Murakami-kun, promise you to, but can you ensure the absolute safety of these people?"

"Of course, they are all friends of my Decameron, and of course we will guarantee the safety of our friends. Murakami said rhetorically.

But in his heart, he had already regarded the tens of thousands of people in this city as dead. There is no other reason, if this place is lost again, it means that this front has completely failed. There are no more troops left in the rear to fall here. Besides, the daily consumption of these tens of thousands of people is also a large number, where is there too much resources allocated to them. It is precisely because of this that Murakami happily agreed to Yang Fan's deal.

As for the rest of these people, they are nothing more than shields used to deal with the army outside the city, if they can't even play this role, maybe Murakami-kun is very likely to slaughter them himself, so as not to bring trouble to himself in the end.

Luo Wanli glanced at Murakami, and saw that his expression was serious and serious, not like a fake, and finally nodded and said, "Okay, in this case, let's hurry up, according to Murakami-kun's opinion, how do you think we should start this matter?"

"Well, I think so, first send away the main personnel of the Luo family, as well as the children and young women in the city, they are your hope for turning over in the future, and there must be no incident. After that, depending on the situation, we will send the young men out, and as for the old people, I don't say that you don't need them. ”

"This"

Luo Wanli thought about it, and finally nodded heavily and said, "Okay, that's it, there is Lao Murakajun." ”

"Well, don't worry, let's start making arrangements without further ado. Murakami patted the arm of the chair and got up and said.

Soon, there was chaos in the city, and Luo Wanli sent a thousand people to go door-to-door. And told them that the army outside the city had slaughtered two big cities that had befriended foreign races one after another along the way, and tens of thousands of innocent people had died. In order to ensure everyone's safety, we will send everyone to the rear in batches, and friends of different races will ensure everyone's safety and let everyone rest assured.

With the Luo family's announcement, these ignorant people not only believed the Luo family's lies, but also organized themselves very spontaneously, and soon nearly fifteen thousand women and children were gathered in the square. There are still many more to come, but there are too many people, and they are arranged in the second batch. This group of children accounts for more than half. When Murakami saw it, he frowned slightly, and simply waved his hand and decided to give it to Yang Fan. I don't think he will treat himself badly.

In the evening, Yang Fan ordered another attack, this time with fifteen hundred archers. After nearly two moments of shooting between the city and the city, dozens of casualties were scattered before they stopped again.

At noon on the second day, Yang Fan and the others came to the city again. When I saw more than 10,000 people who had already been prepared, I was also shocked.

Seeing this, Murakami laughed and said, "Yang Fanjun, I'll give you this excess, of course you won't let me down, will you?"

"Hahahaha, Murakami-kun laughed. Since you're so generous, I can't be stingy. After speaking, Yang Fan stretched out his hand, took out a small wine jar, handed it to Murakami and said, "I still have half a jar of the best here, so I will give it to Your Excellency." ”

"Hahahaha, you're really our best friend, it's not too early. I'm going to send someone to send them out of your side, what's going on?"

"It's been prepared. ”

"Good"

Soon, amid the laughter of Yang Fan and Murakami, more than 10,000 women and children, as well as more than a dozen juniors of the Luo family, left Ronan City from the back door under the escort of a hundred alien warriors.

When it was late, Yang Fan said goodbye to Murakami, took his subordinates on a flying boat, and left here and flew into the distance.

Late at night, more than a hundred miles away from Ronan City, there was a small city called Doma that had been sacked by aliens. Because the place is small, after the aliens slaughtered this place, they did not leave anyone to guard it. Now, the small town that was originally full of corpses has been simply cleaned up, at least the bones that can be seen everywhere can be seen. And at the head of the city, the figures are shaking, and it is obvious that someone is stationed here.

Soon, there was a firelight flowing in the distance, which was spotted by the people on the city's head.

"Here, everyone get ready. ”

"Yes!"

At the head of the city, about hundreds of men dressed in ordinary clothes, armed with torches, moved quickly.

Soon, more than 10,000 people, escorted by aliens, walked directly into the city of Doma, which had been opened.

Yang Fan came to the city gate and said to the leader Qu Tan, "Thank you for your hard work, go back and help me, thank Your Excellency Murakami." Now you tap the quantity. After speaking, Yang Fan waved his hand, only to see the two people behind him carrying a wooden box. When I opened it, it was full of egg-sized spirit jade, and there were nearly a hundred pieces.

The land of the alien race is barren, and the important resource of spirit stones is even more scarce. There is enough spiritual jade, not to mention the substitution, even the alien race in this city was also sold to Yang Fan cheaply. After a while, the alien left the town and disappeared into the night. And this small city also closed the gate tightly and sealed it.

In a brightly lit courtyard in the city, Luo Xing and a group of brothers were constantly yelling outside, "Bastard, do you know who I am, I am the young master of Ronan City, who are you? ”

Just now, after Luo Xing and the others were respectfully brought here, no one paid attention to them, and after a long time, they also discovered the problem. So the shouting never stopped.

After a while, the courtyard door opened, and I saw a man and two women smiling into the courtyard. When Luo Xing saw it, he was happy at first, but he quickly reacted.

"It's you!" Luo Xing shouted in surprise.

"Young Master, let's meet again. Unexpectedly, your injuries healed quite quickly. Yang Fan said to him with a chuckle.

"Why are you here? Where are we?"

"This was the capital of the Doma tribe in the past, and now I bought it from a foreign race. And of course you are also the goods sold to me by the aliens. Oh no, you're just in passing, it's not worth much. Hahahaha"

"What?"

"How so?"

In an instant, more than a dozen Luo family members were shocked and angry.

"You're lying. This can't be, we are allies with Murakami-kun. Luo Xing couldn't believe it and yelled loudly.

"Hey, I said are you in a bad head, think about it, there are more than 10,000 women and children here, why are there no men? Do you think that monster in the village will really treat you as an ally? Don't be stupid, seeing that Ronan City is about to be attacked by the Teng family, when the time comes, only your Luo family will die. Murakami-kun, it's just waste utilization, just to make more money. Ma Xiaoling said sarcastically.

"Ahh

Hearing this, the junior of the Luo family almost collapsed and sat on the ground.

"Let's go, master, let's go back and calculate carefully, how much can we earn this time?" Ji Yue'er said excitedly holding Yang Fan's arm.

"Well, good. Hahahaha!" Yang Fan laughed and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, two figures quickly jumped into the courtyard from the outside, one of them grabbed Luo Xing, who was almost collapsed, and clamped it under his armpit, and said loudly, "Young master, don't panic, I'm here to save you!"

"Ah, Uncle Rosan, that's great. As soon as Luo Xing heard the familiar voice, he was immediately overjoyed.

Yang Fan noticed the movement, quickly turned around to take a look, and immediately shouted loudly, "Come on, come on!"

In an instant, the gate of the small courtyard opened, and more than a dozen people rushed in, and then there was a big chaos outside, and more people poured into the courtyard.

"Let's go. I'm covering for you. ”

Another man shouted loudly and shot one after another, injuring several samurai who came in, but he didn't expect it to be a monk.

Luo Sang nodded, Zhen Yuan agitated, picked up Luo Xing's figure and jumped over the wall, and disappeared directly into the darkness.

Seeing people leaving, Yang Fan's shocked face instantly recovered, and he calmly glanced at the men who were shooting one after another. In a flash, the figure appeared directly in front of it, and at the same time raised a palm and slapped it out.

When the man saw that it was not good, he hurriedly withdrew his palm and greeted him.

"Bang!"

"Poof!

The man was directly slapped away by this palm, and he spat blood and fell to the ground. After that, he stood up tremblingly, looked at Yang Fan in disbelief and said, "You are actually a monk, who are you?"

"Hehe, it doesn't hurt to tell you, the army outside Ronan City was brought here. So go well, don't send. After Yang Fan finished speaking, he raised his palm again and slapped it.

"What?"

"Bang!"

After a while, Yang Fan walked out of the small courtyard with the two girls. After that, a junior of the Teng family brought more than a dozen samurai into the courtyard. Immediately afterwards, there were begging for mercy and shouting from time to time, and it seemed that everyone still knew each other. Soon, though, it was quiet again.

I saw the junior of the Teng family open the door, and scolded and said as he walked, "A group of bitches raised by a group of bitches, and they dare to call me brothers and sisters, and they dirty my hands." ”

Taking advantage of the night, Yang Fan and the others took a flying boat and quickly returned to the camp.

After briefly explaining the matter, Tang Yao and the others were relieved. After that, he sent people to bring some food and food to the city of Doma overnight.

Late at night, Luo Sang quietly took Luo Xing into Luo Wanli's room.

"Dad, you have to be the master for your son, we have all been deceived!" Luo Xing knelt in front of Luo Wanli and cried loudly.

"What?"

"Smack!"

A teacup shattered into countless pieces.

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