In the Blade

Things happened a little too fast.

When the three Wu Zhaos woke up and prepared to teach those useless people who didn't know how to obey, everything was over, and he knew what those useless people in his eyes had done.

Although in Wu Zhao's eyes, those who couldn't even use the most basic evil spirits were simply useless people, but even if they couldn't even let the evil spirit enter their bodies, the combat effectiveness of those trained by him was much higher than those local guards and guards.

So, when the conflict occurred, when these useless people in Wu Zhao's eyes, as the vanguard, destroyed the formation of the guards, the local nobles were defeated as they should be.

For the first time, these trained people found that they were so strong, and Wu Zhao also found for the first time that the people here were much weaker than he imagined.

As for Du Chengfeng's words...

"You win."

Facing Du Chengfeng, who came back after being imprisoned for only a few days, Wu Zhao resolutely bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Your method is indeed more useful than mine. I'm convinced."

"Ah, this."

Du Chengfeng never thought that he would use this method to prove his ideas.

What's more, this result is not what he wants.

"Too violent, too violent."

Du Chengfeng shook his head repeatedly.

"I mean, I don't actually want to use such a violent... method, you know what I mean? I just want to be friendly with everyone..."

"Yes! Yes! That's it!"

Wu Zhao nodded repeatedly!

"I lost here! Hold on! This way we can go back soon!"

"You started, right?"

Facing Wu Zhao's weirdness, Du Chengfeng naturally wouldn't indulge him, so the three Wu Zhaos were beaten up, and even the yellow dog didn't escape.

After venting his anger, Du Chengfeng became distressed again. As a pacifist and a kind person, this is not what he wanted.

Just because he was caught, a group of people ran to hang all the nobles and guards. Hundreds of people died in one breath. Didn't they think about the consequences? Using killing to solve the problem, is this really a good thing?

It seems to be a good thing, at least the Yellow Sand City is still operating normally.

There are still many bandits around, people in the city are still trading normally, and the old farmers near the city are still living their lives normally. Everything seems to be the same. In fact, because there are fewer guards and nobles to exploit, everyone's harvest has begun to increase.

"This is all because the kind giant came here!"

After seeing the extra harvest, the people of the Yellow Sand City began to appreciate the kind giant.

"He uses a sword that burns with fire. He must be a messenger sent by God! He is here to save us!"

Such a statement gradually spread in the City of Yellow Sand. Soon, even the merchants who came to this small town knew about this matter. There was a messenger of God, holding a sword that burns with fire, who brought down divine punishment on the local city lords and nobles and saved the people here.

Such a magical thing, of course, they would remember it firmly and use it as a topic of conversation when chatting with others in the future.

But such a story, in the ears of other people, is a different scene.

"What the hell? The Empire announced my rebellion?"

Du Chengfeng was stunned. He didn't even know what this so-called empire was.

He was not even a local, how could he rebel?

"Strictly speaking, it was not your rebellion, but the rebellion of the City of Yellow Sand."

Wu Zhao, who was called by Du Chengfeng, explained. The news of these two men and one dog was much more informed than Du Chengfeng.

"It seems that there should be a Southern Chen in the local area, which you call a country, and they think that your killing of the city lord is an armed rebellion..."

"No, how could I kill him?"

Du Chengfeng swore to heaven that he had been imprisoned at the time and had never come out. It was unreasonable to put the blame on him.

But Wu Zhao just shook his head.

"It doesn't matter whether you killed him or not. What's important is that they think you killed him, and they have sent troops to ask the City of Yellow Sand to give an explanation... Either hand over the murderer, that is, you, or they will rush over and massacre the city."

"This..."

Du Chengfeng began to scratch his head.

To be fair, it was unreasonable to put the blame on him. He was not the one who killed the murderer, so why should they trouble him.

But the problem is, if we want to talk about the real murderer...

Do we have to hand over the local neighbors of the City of Yellow Sand?

That would also mean that all the people in the City of Yellow Sand would die, which seems to be no different from being massacred.

"Forget it, I'll go."

Du Chengfeng sighed and finally stood up.

He didn't intend to take the blame, but he didn't intend to watch these neighbors who were kind to him die. Of course, many times if you want both, you will have neither. But it doesn't matter. After all, he has practiced it - this is the benefit of having power. Even if he goes to war with the so-called army head-on, he is sure to kill all the opponents.

With such ability, he can naturally talk about reason, anyway, those people can't kill him.

Thinking in this way, Du Chengfeng simply set off, alone, without anyone.

This is the most advantageous form for him. When he is free of worries, he is at his strongest. Without any burden around him, he can exert all his strength. Of course, this is on the premise that the opponent is worth his full effort.

Even if the opponent is too weak and not worth his full effort, this alone posture can also ensure that he can come and go freely.

Du Chengfeng thought so.

But the locals of the Yellow Sand City did not think so.

"The big guy is gone."

When they found that the kind giant suddenly disappeared, some locals had already had a vague guess in their hearts.

"The big guy is gone, he suffered for us."

"Yes, originally those nobles were hanged by us, but he... hey."

Thinking of this, people were a little sad. They did not expect that what they did in a moment would lead to such a tragic result.

He is a good man, a kind and benevolent man. Why can't such a good man live in peace?

"This is our business! It's our own business! He shouldn't bear it!"

I don't know who shouted such a slogan.

"Anyway, those soldiers are coming for us, so why not pick up weapons and fight them!"

The second update is here, everyone should go to bed early.

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I will continue to sort out my thoughts, good night everyone.