Ling Yunzhi rushed up to Jiang Tian.
"My lord, I've captured that scoundrel Li Chuang." After saying this, Ling Yunzhi picked up Li Chuang and threw him to the ground.
Ling Yunzhi appears to be the kind of person who is rather thin and frail.
Li Chuang was a big, burly man, weighing at least 270 or 280 pounds.
But Ling Yunzhi lifted Li Chuang as easily as an adult lifting a kindergarten child.
"This guy is Li Chuang?"
Ling Yunzhi: "I would recognize this guy even if he were ashes. He used to be one of my soldiers."
Unable to endure the harsh cold of the northern frontier, he went to the Central Plains to work as a courier.
Later, things didn't go as planned.
Five years of famine, three years of severe drought.
This bastard rose up under the guise of serving the people.
As a result, all he did were commit despicable acts of murder for money and harm the people.
Li Chuang was thrown to the ground by Jiang Tian and couldn't get up for a long time.
Jiang Tian walked over and kicked Li Chuang.
Li Chuang had already suffered severe internal injuries during the explosion.
The guy's entire body was blackened by the flames of the explosion.
Skin burned, hair burned.
The charred clothes clung to his body, and beneath the charred skin lay bright red flesh and blood.
"This guy is just a dog kept by Grand Secretary Pang Hao."
"Ling Yunzhi never expected that you would make such a great contribution on your first battlefield experience."
"Guards, cut off Li Zicheng's head and send it, along with half of Zhang Shicheng's body, to the capital and hand it over to Grand Secretary Pang Hao."
"promise……"
Ling Yunzhi swung his saber and beheaded Li Chuang in one stroke.
Two people were tied to Chen Feilong's lasso.
In addition, five or six heads were hanging on each side of his saddle.
"My lord, this is Liu Zongming, Li Chuang's top general."
"The person next to him is Li Guo."
"Both of them were stunned by the explosion. I caught them as easily as catching dead dogs."
"I killed over a hundred rebel soldiers this time. The heads that can be hung on the saddle are all I have left."
Jiang Tian was very satisfied after hearing this.
"Take your brothers to register. Commander Han Xin is waiting for you on the city wall."
"promise……"
Everyone was incredibly excited upon hearing this.
Capturing the general is far more useful than killing 1,000 ordinary soldiers.
Chen Feilong will receive tens of thousands of taels of silver in bounty alone. In addition, he will be allocated at least a thousand acres of fertile land, more than 100 houses, and more than 100 servants.
You can replace the servants and slaves with maids.
The cavalrymen following behind Chen Feilong all returned laden with spoils.
Jiang Tian waved his hand and said, "Soldiers, follow me back to the city."
"Yes..." The crowd cheered.
Han Xin's army escorted a large number of prisoners back to the city.
Li Chuang's attempt to steal a chicken backfired, and he lost the rice instead.
Half of the rebel army was killed in the bombing, and the rest were either killed in battle or captured.
Li Chuang thought he could capture Longcheng and killed Jiang Tian first.
As a result, it was completely destroyed by Jiang Tian's 5,000 barrels of raging oil.
Li Chuang, a powerful figure who proclaimed himself the "Chuang King," met a tragic end, his head severed from his body.
The people outside the city were overjoyed to see a large number of prisoners being brought in.
“Kill them, avenge the villagers who were poisoned by them.”
Just then, someone in the crowd shouted.
"Yes, kill those bastards, they're all tired of living."
“These bastards first sent assassins to kill Lord Jiang, but they ended up killing four or five hundred of our brothers.”
"Today they poisoned more than 2,000 of our people."
"These are all blood debts."
"We swear we will not be human if we do not avenge this."
These disaster victims were extremely angry.
They rushed over without regard for anything else.
The refugees then proceeded to punch and kick the prisoners.
They picked up everything they could.
Carrying pole, wood-chopping knife, wooden stick, stone, kitchen knife...
The weapons rained down on them.
The prisoners screamed in agony as they were being smashed.
On the city tower.
Han Xin hurriedly went out of the city to greet him.
"My lord, this great fire killed half of the rebel army. When I saw it from the city wall, I was deeply shocked." Han Xin rarely admired anyone.
Han Xin, a man of unparalleled talent, was always proud and arrogant.
Historical figures like Bai Qi, Xiang Yu (the God of War), Sun Tzu (the Sage of War), Lian Po, and Li Mu were all insignificant in Han Xin's eyes.
However, Han Xin held Jiang Tian in high esteem.
"These are just trifles, not worth mentioning." Jiang Tian pointed to the prisoners who had been knocked to the ground behind him. "Let those people vent their anger. Li Chuang has already been beheaded by me."
I was counting on these prisoners to build bridges and roads for us, construct houses, and do hard labor.
Killing them all would be such a waste.
"promise……"
Jiang Tian pointed at Liu Zongmin and Li Guo, and said to Shen Lian, "Li Chuang has been blown to bits, I chopped off his head."
However, these two guys managed to survive, albeit barely.
"Shen Lian, take these two men to your Jinyiwei prison and interrogate them thoroughly."
"promise……"
Shen Lian has already arrested everyone in the area responsible for cooking porridge.
Although some of Li Chuang's spies escaped after the incident, all of them were shot dead on the spot.
However, this does not mean that there were no spies of Li Chuang among those responsible for cooking the porridge.
"Rest assured, my lord, I will interrogate him on the spot."
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