At the command, the 60,000 people sprang into action.
They lined up in two neat rows, brandishing their sabers, and walked toward the corpses lying on the ground.
Regardless of whether these people are already dead or not, I must chop off their heads and give them absolutely no hope of survival.
Swish swish...
Swish swish swish...
Sixty thousand swords were wielded continuously, and wherever they passed, the heads of these Xianbei people were cut off.
Anyone who was pretending to be dead would be terrified and get up from the ground when they saw the sabers coming at them in unison.
However, these guys didn't get very far before they were caught.
What awaited them was being chopped in two and then beheaded.
If they are far away, chase them on horseback or fire a shot from behind.
Jiang Tian's meaning was very clear: all 400,000 people must be killed without exception.
…………
Within the imperial city.
Several fast horses rushed in.
Ling Yunzhi threw Murong Chui onto the street.
As soon as the local people saw that it was Murong Chui, they quickly gathered around.
Murong Chui's house has been sealed off; this is common knowledge throughout the city and beyond.
"That bastard is Murong Chui."
"It was he who colluded with the Russian Kingdom and caused the deaths of so many of our people."
"This bastard is unforgivable. We must kill him to appease our hatred."
“We must kill Murong Chui. The Russians stormed our home and killed 12 members of my family.”
"Today I will avenge my family."
Everyone had long wanted to kill Murong Chui. If it weren't for Menglong Chui escaping, Murong Chui would have been beaten into mincemeat by the people.
Murong Chui looked at the crowd of people surrounding him, three layers deep, and roared angrily.
"You've all been fooled."
"Jiang Tianshi wants to kill you all."
"Jiang Tian is a despicable and shameless scoundrel. He made us fight the Rakshasa people to the death."
He wanted to reap the benefits without lifting a finger.
"Master Jiang wants to wipe us out. Do you still think Jiang Tian is your great hero?"
If you keep thinking like that, I'm afraid you won't even know how you died.
Murong Chui shouted at the crowd.
However, no one believed him.
"Murong Chui, you old dog, you should have died long ago. Without Lord Jiang, we wouldn't be where we are today."
"You bastard, you only slandered Lord Jiang like this because you saw that Lord Jiang had squandered your entire fortune to reward the brave warriors fighting on the front lines."
"Murong Chui, no one will believe anything you say if you are such a treacherous villain who brings disaster to the country and its people."
"Lord Jiang is devoted to our Xianbei people. The Russians you lured in were beaten to death by Lord Jiang."
"Fellow villagers, don't listen to this scoundrel's lies and mislead the public. Beat her hard and beat her to death."
Murong Chui never expected that no one would believe what he said.
Even if the facts were presented to them, these people would not believe it.
The crowd grabbed whatever they could and smashed it at Murong Chui's head and body.
Murong Chui was smashed on the head, bleeding profusely and crying out for his parents.
The crowd still felt unsatisfied.
"Don't kill him so easily."
"This bastard has so many lives on his hands. If we let him die so easily, it would be too easy for him."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, and they all threw away everything they were holding.
After a full incense stick's time had passed, when Murong Chui had recovered, the crowd rushed up and beat him again.
The screams rang out once again.
That bastard Murong Chui is crying and begging for mercy.
Nobody paid him any attention.
No matter how bad a guy is, you can't do anything too harsh to him.
…………
The treasure pavilion of the Marshal's Mansion.
Jiang Tian moved to the top floor of the Treasure Pavilion.
He put all the Simmons mattresses and other furniture he had redeemed from the system store into the room.
Simmons mattresses, sofas, and high-end dining tables and chairs.
Putting these things on the sixth floor instantly elevates the style.
Jiang Tian lay on the sofa, drinking milk tea and eating fruit.
This life is incredibly blissful.
"My lord, a young woman who claims to be the goddess of flowers wants to see you," Ling Yunzhi said from downstairs.
“Bring her to see me,” he said, having not seen the Flower Goddess for more than half a year.
How did this little girl end up in the Xianbei capital, after traveling from Tai'an City?
Soon, footsteps echoed from the stairs of the treasure pavilion.
The goddess of flowers climbed the white marble staircase of the treasure pavilion.
When they reached the sixth floor, Jiang Tian hid behind the door.
The little girl gently pushed open the door.
Jiang Tian was nowhere to be seen inside the house.
"Da Lang, where are you?"
"Big brother, come out quickly! I haven't seen you for so long."
Jiang Tian rushed out from behind the door and hugged the Flower Goddess tightly. He buried his nose in her neck and took a deep breath.
The little girl still smells so good.
It's so refreshing and invigorating; just one whiff and you feel completely refreshed.
Jiang Tian threw the little girl directly onto the bed.
...
An hour later.
The Flower Goddess nestled in Jiang Tian's arms.
"How did you get here from Tai'an City?"
"My dear brother, I told you before, wherever you go, my red sleeves will open there too."
"Really?" Jiang Tian was somewhat skeptical.
"How could it be false? My eldest son went to Japan, and I opened 12 Red Sleeve Inns there." The Flower Goddess said with a smug look on her face.
"Later, my brother went to Khitan. I just opened a Hongxiuzhao shop there."
"Your business is expanding too fast. There's no point in opening more and more of these stores. Can you even make money with these red-sleeved booths?" Jiang Tian asked, putting his arm around the Flower Goddess.
"Being able to make money, our Hongxiuzhao has now become the number one brand in the brothel industry."
Miaoyinfang, Xianyinge, Baihualu, Yihongyuan, Xiankelai... none of these can rival us.
Since I joined forces with Young Master Shen Wansan, our Red Sleeve Pavilion has become highly industrialized.
Jiang Tian glanced at the Flower Goddess in his arms: "Not bad, you've really grown up, you even know how to industrialize it."
The Flower Goddess looked up at Jiang Tian's incredibly handsome face.
"Isn't this all what you taught us? Shen Wansan has already turned your First Building into an industry."
"Alright, let's continue. It's been more than half a year since we last met. Let's see if your skills have improved."
The Flower Goddess smiled slightly: "What skill? You've only been here for an hour. Can your body handle it? Let's talk about it tomorrow."
“I’m perfectly fine. It’s getting dark, and we have nothing to do, so let’s stay until tomorrow morning.” Jiang Tian said, pulling the blanket over himself.
Early the next morning.
The two of them finally calmed down.
"I'm going to take a nap. Don't disturb me. There are still beautiful girls in the city, including the Marshal's Mansion and the Imperial Palace. If you see any you like, bring them all to your Hongxiuzhao."
"These are all free."
"You can make a fortune off these girls."
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