Li Wei quietly watched Fan Jizhou prostrating himself on the earthen platform, and even though he knocked his forehead until it bled, she did not feel any sympathy.

She had only been in the mirror world for a month, but she had heard so much about the brutality of the barbarians that her ears were almost callused.

Three years ago, they tore through the Great Wall defense line from the northern foot of Bajing Mountain. Wherever more than 80,000 barbarian soldiers passed, the villages were reduced to scorched earth, the strongholds were reduced to ruins, and even six or seven county towns were captured.

During this period, they committed rape, looting, and all kinds of evil.

If any city offered any resistance, they would massacre it to vent their anger after capturing it. It is unknown how many people died under the swords of the barbarians.

When they evacuated, they abducted more than 100,000 young and strong men, scholars and craftsmen of all kinds, like driving away livestock, and took them outside the Great Wall to serve as slaves forever.

Young men were incorporated into the Eight Tribes and became slaves. Whenever there was a war, they were driven to serve as cannon fodder.

Two years ago, under the pretext of revenge for the old Khan, they stormed Jincheng. The general defending the city tearfully reported in a memorial that the barbarians "used captured Jingmin as their vanguard, and continued to advance when they fell, leaving their corpses level with the city walls."

As for the woman, her fate was even more miserable.

Those with decent looks could still work as slaves in the houses of the powerful and wealthy and survive; those with mediocre looks were thrown into the camp and became military prostitutes.

Jinyiwei's spies once reported secretly, "The woman took on more than ten men day and night, and threw them into the ravine after they were killed."

Let her let these beasts go?

Haha, it’s really a fool’s dream.

Before coming here, she thought it would take a lot of effort to clean up one mansion after another before all the main culprits could be killed.

Unexpectedly, I happened to run into them gathering together as they swore to march south.

This is a godsend opportunity to catch everything in one fell swoop.

Li Wei swept her cold gaze over Fan Jizhou, and was about to take action to put an end to this group of troublemakers.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of his particularly conspicuous rat tail, and her mind suddenly changed.

Wouldn't it be too easy for them to just let them die like this?

Li Wei waved her hand.

Wuerhan's head, with its eyes still open, flew up from under the earthen platform, swaying.

She grabbed the shiny braid behind her head and swung it in the air a few times as if she was holding a worn-out ball.

Seeing this scene, all the barbaric nobles kneeling below were so angry that their eyes were bloodshot and their livers and livers were chilled. A chill went from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Li Wei lowered her eyes, staring at Fan Jizhou who was still kowtowing, and said slowly: "Why, you want to beg for mercy?"

Fan Jizhou endured the humiliation, buried his head even lower, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I, a common people of this small country, deserve death. I dare not ask for forgiveness from Your Majesty. I only pray that Your Majesty, under your divine majesty, can show me a clear path forward! I, Wu Zhen, am willing to submit to the Celestial Empire and be its vassal forever!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sturdy man with a leopard head and round eyes suddenly jumped out from the surviving white-armored soldiers under the earthen platform and cursed:

"Fan Jizhou! You little bastard, how dare you..."

clang!

A flash of sword light flashed by.

The white-armored leader and several soldiers around him were turned into minced meat and scattered all over the ground in the biting cold without even a grunt.

Among the dignitaries, a few people originally wanted to follow the example of the leader in white armor and stand up to denounce Fan Jizhou's weakness.

Seeing this scene, they all shrank their necks, swallowed the words that were about to come out of their mouths, and quietly hid in the crowd.

Fan Jizhou didn't even frown. He raised his head and looked directly at Li Wei on the high platform, his eyes revealing a firmness: "As long as the Queen is willing to give us a way out, all the people of Wuzhen are willing to follow the Queen's lead and go through fire and water without hesitation!"

A playful smile appeared on Li Wei's lips.

She lifted Wuerhan's head, tapped the rat's tail with her finger, and said leisurely, "As for surrender, it's not impossible... But I have a rule here."

"That is - either you can keep your head but lose your hair, or you can keep your hair but lose your head."

"How about this, everyone? Give it some thought?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of many barbarian dignitaries in the crowd below turned ashen in an instant.

Suddenly, a burly young man stood up with red eyes.

Beside him, the commander of this southern expedition, the leader of the Snow Python Banner, Nartai, grabbed his arm tightly and shouted in a low voice, "Duoduo! Calm down! Don't be impulsive!"

As Nartai spoke, he shook his head desperately at the young man, his eyes full of anxiety and pleading.

Unfortunately, Duoduo was already blinded by anger at this time and was not willing to listen to any advice.

He gritted his teeth, swung his arm, pushed Nartai aside, and strode out of the queue with a thunderous sound:

"The braids of my wild boar family are connected to our backbone! The head can be broken, but the braids cannot be broken!"

"Warriors of the Snow Python Banner, follow me to kill the enemy and avenge the Khan!"

This roar was like boiling water poured into boiling oil.

In the dark army formation below, the elite soldiers of the Snow Python Banner, wearing white armor with red edges, immediately became agitated, and a murderous aura faintly spread.

With Duoduo taking the lead, several hot-blooded barbarians walked out of the crowd, stood side by side with Duoduo, and glared at Li Wei.

"The descendants of Taizu can be killed but not shaved!" A man suddenly drew out the long sword from his waist and pointed the blade at Li Wei.

The other man ripped open his shirt with a "swish" sound, revealing his muscular chest covered with crisscrossing scars, and roared fiercely:

"The lice in my braid have more backbone than you lowly southerners!"

Li Wei nodded slowly, as if she agreed with their "guts".

The next moment, she flicked her fingers.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——!

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