"Remnant Gang, Duan Xiu, and Jiufeng, attacked Yangzhou, slaughtered eighteen cities and fled overseas, with more than 10 million dead and wounded. ”

Every word is like a boulder impacting, and Yang Fanhai is dizzy and difficult to self-determine. Those three names were like three steel knives inserted into the heart, making his eyes black, and he couldn't help but sigh, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Gongsun Xuanyuan looked at him for a while before he spoke: "If you release the prisoners privately, you should not be pardoned, even if you are a high and powerful person, even if you are my general of the northern expedition in China." Why do you dare to do this, is it because of the great spirit of sacrifice?"

"No...... Do you think that you have a credit to Huaxia, and it is a great credit, or do you think that Huaxia needs you now, so I will not easily execute you, and I will keep you!"

"Yes, you guessed that right. Yu Gong, Huaxia needs you, very much. Yu privately, I don't have many friends, and even fewer friends who can make friends in private, you are one. I won't kill you for public or private. But don't you think you should give me an explanation?"

Yang Fanhai trembled as he held the piece of paper, his mouth was red, and he couldn't suppress it. Suddenly, he finally knew why the Yi clan looked at him like that just now, Yangzhou was her territory, and all the people she killed were her people. If it weren't for her abiding by women's morals and respecting Gongsun Xuanyuan, I am afraid that she would have made direct accusations just now.

At this time, Gongsun Xuanyuan pointed to the battle report and said: "Yang Fanhai, I have always felt that you are a qualified soldier, because you never ask me too many conditions, you always ask me where the enemy is, and you will not hesitate." ”

"It has been said that a soldier does not need to think. Although this is extreme, it is not necessarily unreasonable. The officials of the court may like intrigues, but it is precisely because of intrigue that they see many things more thoroughly. This time, you have overstepped your responsibilities and done things that you should not have done, which not only did not benefit the situation, but worsened it. ”

Yang Fanhai heard it and looked at it.

Gongsun Xuanyuan continued: "Most of the people who help Huaxia guard the Nanying front now are people from the former Cloth Country. Their roots are in Yangzhou, where their families live. This time, eighteen cities were slaughtered, and many of them were killed or wounded by the families of those soldiers. ”

"Hatred, not only has it not been eliminated because of your 'kindness', but it is like a bonfire that is burning more and more. The death of a family member, and the death of many family members, anger needs to be vented, and now the border has become more chaotic, and revenge is no longer restrained. ”

"I don't know how to say it, but I think you should go to Yangzhou and see the people who died because of your momentary 'kindness', and then come back and tell me what you should do!"

patted Yang Fanhai on the shoulder, and Gongsun Xuanyuan walked out directly.

Yang Fanhai held the battle report, his mind was blank, the piece of paper that should have been as light as a feather, but it made him feel like the legendary Buzhou Mountain pressed on his chest, and he couldn't even breathe, as if he was about to die.

Wu Clan, Yangzhou, Eighteen Cities...... and the so-called kindness, which made Yang Fanhai feel hopeless.

Holding the piece of paper, he stood up, walked to the door of the study, and looked at the sky, the dark and heavy clouds, like mountains, were about to collapse the whole world.

"Ahh

That roar seemed to be asking, as if it was venting, and it was even more self-reproaching.

Some soldiers were shocked by this, and when they saw Gongsun Xuanyuan staring at this place in the attic not far away, they didn't move, they all stayed in their positions and didn't come over.

Everyone sensed that the atmosphere here was extremely strange, but no one dared to approach it. The Yi clan looked at Yang Fanhai, sighed, and let go of the wasteland. The little kid picked a flower, and immediately ran to Yang Fanhai's side.

The little hand was raised and handed over: "Teacher, flowers!"

As soon as Yang Fanhai lowered his head, a violent aura instantly destroyed the flower, and there was nothing left.

Xiao Qianhuang frowned, and asked suspiciously, "Teacher, don't you like flowers?"

The immature voice pulled Yang Fanhai's heart back, and as soon as he lowered his head, the tears in his eyes slid down, and he could only say softly: "I like it...... The teacher loved it!"

When Qianhuang heard this, he immediately giggled, opened his hands and laughed: "Teacher, take me flying." ”

"Hmm!" Yang Fanhai nodded, threw away the battle report, picked up the dry wasteland, took off with one wing, and flew in the direction of Yangzhou.

He only had time to shout: "Hey, remember to feed him!"

Without any response, Yang Fanhai had already moved away from Zhengcheng and flew towards Yangzhou at all speeds. As Gongsun Xuanyuan said, he should go and see, look at the eighteen cities that were slaughtered, and also look at the eighteen cities of the human race who died because of his "kindness".

spread his wings and fly high, but after all, under the dark clouds, he turned into wind and lightning, flying over the mountains and rivers, and the whole person breathed solemnly, like a piece of steel. Even the dry wilderness in his arms seemed to feel Yang Fanhai's heaviness, and instead of babbling as before, he looked up at Yang Fanhai's chin and did nothing.

Roaring in the sky, over the mountains and mountains, running wildly all the way, within five days, suddenly felt a stirring of the heaven and earth vitality in front of him, and looked from a distance, he saw that the human monks and the Wu clan were fighting together, and there were countless dead corpses around.

Looking around, using the sun and the terrain, I found that I had gone in the wrong direction in a panic and arrived at the junction of Yangzhou and Jingzhou.

The battle here can no longer be described as a conflict, but a war, with more than 100,000 men on both sides. The strength of the Terran side obviously had an advantage, and the Wu people who killed them turned on their backs.

"Kill, kill them!"

A large number of Terran monks were roaring, their eyes full of flames, the light of hatred, igniting the void.

Where is the hatred...... How to vent hatred...... Gongsun Xuanyuan's questioning shook like thunder in his ears, making Yang Fanhai a little distracted.

Seeing that the Wu Clan was defeated like a tide, and the Terran was still in pursuit, Yang Fanhai finally rushed over, stopped the leading general, and said loudly: "Don't chase, it's enough!"

The man didn't know who it was, so he just slashed out with a sword and shouted: "Death to those who stand in my way!"

The purple spear was horizontal, blocking the long sword, and Yang Fanhai did not repel the opponent, but just held it.

"Who are you!" The man asked in surprise when he saw that it was not a witch in front of him.

Yang Fanhai said softly: "I'm Yang Fanhai, don't chase it, it's enough!"

"Enough, how is it enough! I have more than 100 people in my clan, and there is not a single one left, how can you make me feel that enough?" When the man heard this, he roared excitedly: "It's not just me, you go and ask, our brother, how many people's families are gone." Why, why let them go, why? General Yang!"

The last sound almost cried blood, and the man swung his long sword and slashed out, which was directly slashed by Yang Fanhai, who was stunned for a while. A stream of blood flew out, and the whole person fell to the ground like a meteor, smashing into a huge pit.

"General Yang, you asked me not to kill them, do you want to kill you?"

With a roar, the general fell from the sky with a sword in hand and slashed at the bottom of the pit. The sword qi surged, like a frosty comet, terrifying.

Unlike other places, the country has little contact with the outside world, and the monks in it are all in the form of families, and almost all of them have received the guidance of the Yuyi clan, so the cultivation speed is extremely fast. In this way, the entire country of the cloth is obedient to the orders of the cloth clan, but it also means that the monks here have a lot more concern.

The extermination of the Ju clan is unbearable for no one.

The terrifying sword light came, and Yang Fanhai's figure flashed, and he had disappeared from the bottom of the pit. didn't continue to entangle, just ran away. It's not just that he's afraid of hurting the famine, but because he feels like he can't face it.

Away from the border, I went straight to the hinterland of Yangzhou, and from a distance, I saw fireworks everywhere and a barren place. The ruined city walls, the earth is full of ravines, all the way through, as if a huge fierce beast has trampled it.

In the ruins, I heard the sound of crying and shouting, and half a month had passed. The dead are dead, but the living are tormented by bereavement.

From the barren ruins, you can feel the aura of Jiufeng's power. Yang Fanhai finally knew where he was wrong, and he could still be persuaded by Remnant Gang and Broken Cultivation, but Jiufeng was already crazy.

It was because Mu Yifan came to Xuzhou, it would be good if she didn't show up, but after she appeared, let her know that the person she was looking for was not fiction but really existed. When he woke up and found that Mu Yifan was gone, he would inevitably go crazy again, and he would be even more terrifying than before.

Unable to find anyone, she chose the most witch way to vent: slaughter, destruction!

This is the hinterland near the coast, there are not too many defenders, and the disparity in strength is huge, and it can't stop the crazy Jiufeng at all, not to mention that there are two people by her side, Remnant Gang and Duan Xiu. Even if the two of them wouldn't help Jiufeng kill people, they would never watch Jiufeng fall into danger.

A crazy woman, with two men who didn't care much about the human race, slaughtered all the way, slaughtering cities one after another.

Eighteen cities, coastal areas, connected in a line, like a sharp sword, pointed into the distance, inserted into Yang Fanhai's chest.

slowed down, and looked at the cities one by one, the sound of pain and the sound of the wind were entangled, as if thousands of unjust souls were roaring, and the wisps and wisps were bound to Yang Fanhai's soul, making him miserable and painful.

One city after another, blurred in front of the eyes, flew into the sky with countless souls, turned into a huge shackle, rushed to the eyes, tightly wrapped around the hands, feet, chest, and top of the head......

It grew heavier and heavier, and it became difficult to hold on, until at last it was like a big bird with broken wings, falling from the sky.

Qianhuang flew out of his arms, his whole body was wrapped in a layer of energy, and it was no big deal if he fell to the ground.

Yang Fanhai is like a stone rolling down from the top of a mountain, constantly bouncing up, falling, and finally falling into the sea.

"Ahh

There was a howl of pain, and an infinite amount of water vapor rushed into the sky, like a landslide and tsunami, covering half of the sky.