Jiang Ling stood in the sunset with his hands in his hands, looking at the slowly falling sun, and sighed in his heart.

He naturally knows very well that what he has done today has already committed the world's great disapproval, killing officials and rebelling, and forcibly occupying a city, the severity of this matter is almost at the same level as his own ancestor Fu Zhou.

Once it doesn't fall well, I'm afraid it will be a dead end.

Three thousand years ago, King Wu conquered and laid the foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty for 800 years.

However, in this process, it is also a bloody storm. I don't know how many people died, how many families disappeared, how many nations perished, and how many new forces rose at one time......

"yes, you're right. Now the situation in the world is about to change greatly, in this great turmoil, it is not just the change of dynasty, the world of one family name changes hands so simple things, although we and other martial arts people have no intention of being the master of the world, but on the top of this wave, we must also be cautious, carefully plan the future road, so as not to drown under the turbulence of red dust, into the catastrophe ashes in the catastrophe ......"

Hearing Jiang Ling's words, Jiang Chen raised his head and replied lightly.

His eyes were looking at the sky, and his face was a heavy color, but he was not worried at all.

He is "in the midst of the great waves, neither happy nor afraid".

At this moment, no matter how ever-changing the world is, it can no longer shake his heart of pursuing martial arts and freedom.

Jiang Chen looked at the sky from afar, his gaze firm. Although the Xiyi people are now powerful and have the power of firearms, he has now reached the peak of the Transformation Realm, and he is not far from the realm where King Kong is not bad, so he has full confidence in dealing with this situation.

Now, of course, he can see that the national fortunes of the Daning Dynasty have declined, and they are incorrigible, and under the transformation of the rise and fall of yin and yang, they have already reached the verge of inevitable destruction. can actually give up the safety of the country and the people to the outside for their own selfish interests.

This kind of court, whether it exists or perishes, has almost no meaning for the common people.

Therefore, he might as well take action, promote a helping hand in the long river of history, kill the Duan family, and temporarily let Zhao Yu'an's Taihe Hui control everything in Changsha City. This is not a momentary anger or ambition, but a deep purpose.

"Well, but we can't talk more. Whether it is a human or an immortal, a dragon or a snake, whether it is detached or sinking, I am afraid that it will be distinguished in an instant. This time, you and I will kill the officials and rebel, which will inevitably anger the imperial court madly, and offend the powerful Xiyi caravan, how to do things in the future, but I have to go back and think about it carefully. ”

Jiang Ling's eyes moved, and he was also thinking about ideas.

He has been studying in the Jiang family since he was born, and he is also a person who is familiar with the art of war and conspiracy, but at this moment, in the face of the chaotic and untraceable general trend today, he feels clueless, as if it is a mess, and it is difficult to figure out the fundamental changes.

However, at this moment, a strange voice poured out from all directions, as if a sharp blade had cut through the tranquility of dusk.

Ping Pong!

The earth-shattering noise rang out again.

As soon as Jiang Chen and Jiang Ling's ears moved, their eyes looked around in unison.

At this moment, in all directions from the street where the two of them were, there was a sudden sound of strong footsteps clattering, and there were many screeching sounds of knives and knives, swords and swords, and weapons colliding with weapons.

In the city of Changsha, it seems that a fierce battle is breaking out.

"Kill !!"

"We fight!!"

I don't know how many people are fighting with swords in hand at the moment.

However, if they listened carefully, they could easily tell that the strength of these two fighting troops was very different, and there was no suspense at all.

Although there are few people on one side, they are full of fighting spirit, and their bodies are as strong as bears and tigers, and they are as agile as spirit monkeys. And the troops on the other side, although there are many people, they are already a defeated army, and they are completely unable to fight each other.

This is the rout of the southern Hunan army, and Zhao Yu'an's men and horses are engaged in a fierce battle.

After a while, the sound of the fighting between the two sides gradually stopped, and more than a hundred veterans wearing Xuanxi armor and superb martial arts, who had been killed on the battlefield at a glance, finally occupied every important place nearby, quelled the riots, and easily captured and subdued all the elite soldiers brought by Duan Ruhu.

These people are the elite soldiers of the Taihe Society who are hidden in the center of Qingquan and disguised as slaves on weekdays, and they belong to the masters of the Taihe Society's henchmen group.

They are individuals, full of energy, and each of them is a good hand who can be a ten. At this moment, it is distributed in Changsha City, which is equivalent to more than a thousand more troops out of thin air, which can maintain absolute order.

Many of the elite troops of the Southern Hunan Army, after Duan Ruhu was killed and the camp was also defeated and chaotic, faced with these enemy troops that appeared out of nowhere, they wanted to resist at first.

However, when they found out that their opponent was just one person, they could cut down a dozen of their companions with a knife. The last shred of faith in their hearts completely collapsed!

Individual soldiers against elite troops, able to fight one as ten. Such people in the Daning army, each of them is a hundred enemies, and they are the material for being a pioneer!

With their remnants of five or six hundred men, they were completely unable to compete with them.

After about a quarter of an hour, the situation calmed down completely.

More than 100 soldiers, each in their own position, stood in line. A cold girl dressed in white appeared from a position not far away, and slowly walked in the direction of the two of them surrounded by everyone.

This girl is Zhao Yu'an, who brought people here.

Zhao Yu'an walked calmly in the middle of her Four Seasons team, with a lofty temperament like a victorious general on the battlefield, walking under the gaze of countless Xiangnan officers and soldiers who were cut to the ground and surrendered and captured, slowly examining their own results.

Her face was cold, her expression was full of murderous intent, and she actually changed the cold temperament of the fairy in the clouds on weekdays, but like a king, parading in her own army, there is a kind of grand artistic conception of "the general trend of a thousand autumns, all lies in me".

It wasn't until Zhao Yu'an's steps slowly passed by Duan Ruhu, who had been dead for a long time, that she slowly stopped, and her eyes swept coldly to the corpse at her feet.

Zhao Yu'an turned his head to look at the ground and observed it all at once. Duan Ruhu's face still had an angry and distorted face until he died, and he didn't blink an eye. I can't believe that I died here so easily......

"Hey...... Bury him. ”

Zhao Yu'an waved his hand and instructed the people next to him: "Be careful, don't bury him in the cemetery outside the city, let alone throw him into a mass grave." And I will build him a great tombstone, and I will count the debauchery and iniquity of this thief, and I will build it by the pit where the garbage is buried by the wall, and he will be the companion of filth forever after his death, and he will be reviled by all the people for all generations. ”