The Song Dynasty hated Luo Yongsheng to the core, and Wen Huiliang hated Luo Yongsheng to the core.

Today, he finally had the opportunity to see Luo Yongsheng, a traitor, rebel, and chief.

Unfortunately, the scene where Luo Ni knelt in front of him after he imagined that after he was sitting in a high position in the case of a handsome man, was completely opposite.

It was Wen Huiliang who was kneeling.

In the battle of Fenning, the entire city was burned. The Song army who could escape alive had less than 10,000. Even if they escaped, most of them became Luo Yongsheng's prisoners, including Wen Huiliang, but Li Xi did not escape. He died under the sword of the Breaking Formation Cavalry, and his whole body was burned to charcoal and could hardly be recognized.

When he thought of this, Wen Huiliang, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly burst into tears and smashed his head towards the ground like crazy.

Ning Haijun and Xuande army had a total of 80,000 troops, and they were wiped out in this way.

What is the face he has to go to the underworld to meet Taizu Zhao Da, and what is the face he has to go to the ancestors of his Wen family?

"Thief!"

After going crazy, Wen Huiliang's eyes cracked and bleeding was dripping. His whole face was ferocious and he roared at Luo Yongsheng, who was drinking porridge after the Shuai Case and reading the newspaper: "You must die well, you will be punished by God. You will be cut into pieces and then eaten by thousands of ghosts in the underworld..."

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, Zhou Bai's big-eared posts were not allowed by ordinary people. Wen Huiliang was knocked to the ground and vomited a few broken teeth with blood.

Luo Yongsheng was too lazy to raise his head, and continued to hold the newspaper in his hand and read it with relish. He could put it down for a quarter of an hour to read Wen Huiliang: "The pseudo-Song and the underworld are really a group of wastes. Since ancient times, they will be a bellowing nest. When the emperor abolishes the country.

What are you and that person? Li Xi, right? They pushed the lives of 80,000 soldiers into the fire pit, but scolded the orphan here. It's really a joke. What's your face?"

"Rebel, rebel!"

This old man really has no cultural level. He either scolds the traitor or the beast. Luo Yongsheng shook his head when he heard this: "The defeated general dares to speak badly. Zhou Bai pulled down his teeth all over his mouth."

Zhou Bai took the order, took a pair of visors, pinched Wen Huiliang's mouth, and pulled his mouth and teeth cleaned. The latter rolled on the ground in pain and could no longer speak.

"The King Gu Xing's army attacked Song, and it was in harmony with the way of heaven. If you don't know the time of heaven, you will rush the army to get rid of the chariot, which will lead to a miserable defeat today. I will save your life. After Gu pacified the Jiangnan Road, you will report to the way of heaven. There will be thunder to kill you into a scum."

After saying that, Luo Yongsheng waved his hand, and the personal soldiers in the account stepped forward and dragged Wen Huiliang out, leaving bloodstains on the ground.

From beginning to end, he never said a word of surrender, and even disdained to surrender Wen Huiliang.

The defeated generals who ruined the three armies, what are the faces of breaking out of the encirclement? Should we commit suicide in the fire?

"My king's divine power is divided into a handful of fire, which is comparable to Zhou Lang in Chibi and Lu Xun in Yiling."

Zhou Zhen stood up and bowed to Luo Yongsheng with conscience, sighed: "I will use my vulgar talent to measure the wisdom of the king. I am ashamed and ashamed."

Both were killing prisoners, but Luo Yongsheng used more than 7,000 prisoners of the Song army to make a lie. He read out that the Ninghai army and the two armies tricked into the grave, and their own losses were even less than 1,000.

But among these thousand people, the hundred broken formation cavalry were wiped out.

This broken formation cavalry blocked the route of the Song army's escape in the city with his life, accompanied the Song army and buried in the fire in the sea of ​​fire in Fenning City.

Until death, no one retreated!

Their death was valuable. A fire in Fenning made the Ninghai and Xuande troops lost all the battles, and the imperial army in Jiangnan were only three imperial guards near Shengzhou, including the Huaiyang Army, Taiping Army and Gaoyou Army.

South of the Yangtze River, there is still a Wugang Army composed of imperial guards, wing soldiers and chieftain soldiers on Jinghu South Road.

Apart from these four armies, there is no more warrior in the entire Yangtze River half to the south!

The twisted rope tied tightly around Luo Yongsheng's neck finally untied two loops, which could loosen his muscles and bones and take a breath.

Now that the Song Dynasty court wants to wipe out Luo Yongsheng's pseudo-Chu regime, it must mobilize the three imperial guards in Tokyo. This is the trump card of the Song Dynasty and the lifeblood of the Zhao family.

Even in the Battle of Yingzhou in Liao and Song last year, the battle between Dangxiang and Li Jiqian in the northwest two years ago, this central imperial guard did not make a big move, and the main force was the imperial guards in the border areas.

But in the future, can Zhao Heng or Kou Ge still sit and stay?

Unless they transfer the Weilu army guarding the northern land to fight Luo Yongsheng.

The Khitans can drive south again and ravage Hebei.

Zhao Heng did not dare to do this. If he did it, it would be no different from Sima Jin. He led Hu Yi's troops into the Central Plains, and the world would rebel in an instant.

The ancestral tomb of the Lao Zhao family can make the people dig up.

"Team, take the captives of the Song army back to Nanchang."

Luo Yongsheng stood up and told him that after the battle here, there is still a new battlefield waiting for him.

"Send Li Xi's body to Jiujiang and let Xing** see it."

Luo Yongsheng left the tent, looked at the direction of Jiujiang, and sneered: "Let them know that Ninghai and Xuande army have all died in their own hands. If they do not retreat across the Yangtze River, then they will personally lead the army to talk to them.

In addition, we will use the military information and the world to know the news, and report to Kou Gu. Zhao Heng knew that he was not going to hunt in Jiangnan with Gu Hui. He said that Gu was very satisfied with this prey and wanted to invite Kou to go to Qinhuai River to recite poems and essays, and enjoy singing and dancing together."

Looking at Luo Yongsheng, Zhou Bai and others who were in high spirits, they couldn't help but look at the stars and knelt on one knee to chant.

"The king is in no time."

"The king is in no time!"

The whole army cheered, especially the members of the Jun Gu Youzhi, who yelled all their strength and showed their loyalty to Luo Yongsheng.

Under the endless shouts of shouting, the bound captives of the Song army were trembling, but some of them looked at Luo Yongsheng, who was powerful in the morning sun, and their eyes were blurred, and they couldn't help but murmur.

"The king is in no time."

The victory of the Ning Dynasty was like a shot of adrenaline that penetrated into the morale of the army to fight against the rebellion, and also made Luo Yongsheng look refreshed from the inside and outside.

When the fire broke out, he was outside the city, watching a city with his own eyes, and nearly 70,000 lives disappeared in front of him.

What a tragic massacre between relatives and relatives!

At that moment, Luo Yongsheng suddenly realized, oh, it turned out that this was rebellion.

Rebellion is not about shouting a slogan, it is about killing people, and there are a lot of people who need to kill.

A general's success will be even more broken, and the cause of a king or even an emperor will be accomplished.

The lives required may be hundreds of thousands or even millions.

Wherever you push your so-called kingly career, you will be a new Fenning and a new Purgatory of Blood Sea.

The bones that have been involved in thousands of miles will become his throne of Luo Yongsheng, and the souls that wail all day long under the throne will become the crown of his day of ascending the throne.

And that sea of ​​blood comparable to rivers will turn into a scepter in his hand.

He is the real god of death, and he is definitely not the judge Yan Jun who dares to hide underground and dares to look directly at his emperor's power.

In front of the emperor, the immortals and Buddhas should retreat and accept their heads!
Chapter completed!