Painting the Ruthless Tyrant of the Rivers and Lakes

Lu Linxuan's cheeks were flushed, he was very embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "Husband, I, I didn't do it on purpose, it was just an accident."

In front of Liang Jun's formation, Wang Yanzhang, who was about to charge to kill, quickly reined in his horse and turned around, he was shocked, this damn shot missed, what if I rushed up now and was smashed into meat stuffing?

Thinking about it, the cold left behind.

My Majesty, this is a dragon chariot cannon, not a toy for setting off fireworks, so don't let your woman play with it.

However, he didn't dare to complain, Zhu Youwen's fierce power was too strong, he could only swallow his saliva secretly, and slowed down.

At this moment, the Jin army who rushed out of the Taiyuan city gate was still in shock, with a dazed expression on their faces. Why did hundreds of people become meat sauce in an instant.

This is the fire from heaven, it is the punishment of heaven, and manpower is unstoppable.

The morale that had just been stimulated by Li Keyong collapsed in an instant.

"Liang Jun has a magic weapon in his hand, we can't beat it."

"If you can't beat it, you will definitely die."

"Even Your Highness was killed by King Jin himself just now, we must be cannon fodder."

A sad atmosphere was brewing, and some people were even ready to turn around and run away.

Seeing Lu Linxuan admitting his mistake, Zhu Youwen lost most of his anger, but it wasn't enough. He said with a wicked smile, "Lin Xuan, come in for me. I want you to test my length. Next time you will continue to be short."

"Oh," Lu Linxuan trembled in his heart, and walked over obediently.

Chapter 80 Punishment Rewards

The terrifying sky fire descended, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the Jin army outside the city was all stunned at this moment.

Wang Yanzhang also stopped moving forward, fearing that Lu Linxuan missed another shot, and if he was fried into meat sauce, he would die too unjustly.

As a result, a strange scene was formed. Tens of thousands of Liang Jun and tens of thousands of Jin troops faced each other under the city of Taiyuan, separated by Li Cunxu's body.

He was shot to death by Li Ke, and he stared at the death. It was so ironic that the soldiers of the Jin army felt chills in their hearts.

Li Keyong even killed his own son, aren't they inferior to cannon fodder?

Looking at the big pit in front of the city tower, which was very close at hand, covered in blood, Li Ke's hands were shaking, and his back felt cold.

Fortunately, the cannon shot was short, otherwise he would have gone to see Hades.

The feeling of gratitude for the rest of his life has not faded away, but his heart is trembling with fear. If the next shot hits him, wouldn't he also be crushed to death?

How to do?what do I do?

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth cruelly, instead of sitting still and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative to attack, and waved his big hand, "The whole army, go out of the city and face the battle."

The attack trumpet sounded, and the trembling Jin army began to move forward.

Wang Yanzhang's eyes turned cold, and he said without saying a word, "Liang Jun will surely win, go ahead."

The hooves of the horses were moving, the armor was heavy, and the shouts of killing were all in one piece. All the soldiers' eyes were blood red. The two armies joined together in an instant, and Li Cunxu's body, which was originally separated in the middle, was directly trampled into a pulp by the rebel army.

To be killed by one's own father, even after death, there is no body left, it is really miserable.

Winners and losers are nothing more than this.

In Liang Jun's big tent, Zhu Youwen pressed Lu Linxuan's head with both hands, and pressed it firmly between his legs, until he felt comfortable enough, then let go.

"Cough cough," Lu Linxuan panted heavily, feeling sick and uncomfortable for a while, tears full of sorrow, almost crying.

"Husband, please, Lin Xuan won't miss the shot again next time," Lu Linxuan cried.

Ji Ruxue felt a little sympathetic and felt the same. She also knelt at Zhu Youwen's feet and begged, "My lord, Lin Xuan already knew she was wrong, just let her go this time."

Zhong Xiaokui and Shi Yao didn't care, they squeezed Zhu Youwen's shoulders and beat his back.

"Xuan Ling, what do you think?" Zhu Youwen asked.

Chang Xuanling paused, and Qiqi Ai said: "We are all the master's women, and only the master is in our hearts. Xuanling is like this, Lin Xuan, Xue'er, Huanniang, and Xiaokui and Shiyao sisters are all like this. I made a mistake, but it's just a trivial matter, so please take pity on me, Master."

"It's good that Lin Xuan knows, master," Xu Huan also pleaded.

Zhu Youwen laughed, this kind of blessing is really a joy in life, and it is also a man's dream to live in harmony with the women around him, and now he has realized it.

"Okay, my Lin Xuan is so good, I won't punish you this time, go ahead and continue playing with your firecrackers," Zhu Youwen said with a smile.

Lu Linxuan kept shaking her head, she didn't dare to play anymore, for fear of being punished again.

Just now, she helped Zhu Youwen bite, forced it into her mouth, and even entered her throat, which made her feel scared and terrible now.

"Don't worry, you can let it go this time, I won't blame Lin Xuan again, do you understand?" Zhu Youwen said softly.

"Really?" Lu Linxuan raised his head abruptly, overjoyed.

Zhu Youwen nodded, and Lu Linxuan jumped up happily, "Yeah, my husband is so kind." He ran over and kissed Zhu Youwen, and then ran out happily, dragging Ji Ruxue along.

With an extra back, she won't be afraid.

For him, marching and fighting is just a game, those soldiers are not just pawns, they are like wild monsters in the game, it doesn't matter at all, even if they are killed by Lu Linxuan, they have nothing to lose.

He just wanted to take the opportunity to play the game of punishment, which was more interesting than he thought.

When the two armies fought together, even Li Keyong went out in person. The melee was unbearable, and the dragon chariot cannon could not directly face the battlefield, but continued to aim at the city gate.

"You, adjust it for me. If you miss it again, I will kill you with a single knife, and I will be punished by my husband, hum!" Holding a sword in his hand, Lu Linxuan said angrily to the calibrating soldier.