Seeing the white blade shining behind the other party, he couldn't help but change his expression. "Old Zang, why is this happening? My dear nephew, don't be impulsive. I'll just let you go see him!" At this point, Guo Jia had already entered the tent with the white blade.

Chang Fu turned pale again and knelt down on one knee beside the case. "Deputy Envoy Guo! I was certainly rude before, but the crime is not worthy of death. If you kill me, Langya will definitely be separated!"

Guo Jiali ignored him, but directly raised his voice and declared: "Chang colluded with the Southern bandits and intended to plot rebellion. On the orders of General Zhendong and Lord Zangfu, he will be killed with canonical punishment! It has nothing to do with others!"

Before he could finish speaking, while the attendant officers in the surrounding tents were still at a loss, Chang suddenly stood up and drew his sword, trying to cut open the tent from the rear and escape.

And at this moment, Xu Yuanzhi, who was rushing forward, stepped forward quickly, first kicked the opponent to the side of the case, and then stabbed the opponent's neck with a sword, causing blood to flow out.

Xu Yuan did not change his expression when faced directly, he drew his sword again and cut off the opponent's head. He calmly cut off the opponent's head beside many officers of Changbu and carried it in his hand. The head left the body and continued to bleed, just like a butcher carrying a pig during the Chinese New Year.

The first one is average.

It's not wrong to say that he is a pig.

Now that Chang was dead, the officers and subordinates in his department were all stunned, as if the incident was too sudden and there was no turning around at all.

At this time, Guo Jia had already sheathed his sword at his waist. After looking around, he ignored the senior officers under Chang's command in the tent who had met him once. Instead, he stepped forward and held the trembling officer in his hand.

The leading officer's hands were like sifting chaff, and he calmly gave instructions in the tent:

"Today's incident is a result of one's own fault. And as you can see, Guo's trip was based on the wishes of Qingzhou Guan Zhendong, and then he got the help of Zang Fujun. All the generals west of Yishui also know it.

...The matter has come to this, I appoint you as the commander of another department, go out and put my four hundred soldiers in, and then help them clean up the situation and pacify people's hearts, okay?"

The man nodded repeatedly and agreed hastily.

Seeing this, Guo Jia turned around and gestured to Xu Shu behind him. Xu Yuanzhi understood and put Chang's head on the case, then sheathed his sword and followed the man out of the camp. However, Guo Fengxiao ignored the corpse beside him and continued to bleed. The head on the case was hideous.

For a moment, he calmly sat down on the main seat in the tent that was stained with the blood of the former owner, and remained motionless.

It wasn't until there was a bit of noise outside, and then Xu Shu left and returned, that Guo Jia just looked around and said to the Changbu officer who had recovered from his nerves: "Gentlemen, of course you know where I am from. We have met before.

...But today's matter has come to this, and I don't want to cover it up. I want to control these 7,000 Dongguan soldiers by myself, rather than hand them over to Zang Fujun and others. What do you think?"

Several senior officers under Chang's command faced each other, but they all breathed a sigh of relief, and then all of them bowed their heads except for one who shed tears.

"What does Zhang Sima mean?" Guo Fengxiao motioned towards the officer who did not bow down in a hurry.

He recognized this man and called him Zhang Weiyu... He was a native of Dongguan, whose surname was Zhang Mingyu. Later, his father died, and his mother remarried to a family surnamed Wei. However, the Wei family treated him very well and even continued to give him the surname Zhang.

In gratitude for his stepfather's kindness, he named himself Zhang Weiyu, and he was regarded as a hero in Langya Dongguan area.

Back in front of him, Zhang Wei Yu sighed, wiped his tears and held his hands in front of him: "Captain Changdu is certainly responsible for his own fault, but he and I had the kindness to meet each other. Can you ask Deputy Envoy Guo to allow me to collect the body, and then return to Dongguan to farm, no more..."

Before the other party could finish speaking, Guo Jia pursed his lips. Then, although Xu Shu hesitated for a moment, he drew his sword and easily killed the man in the tent.

The corpse fell to the ground, and there was no more sound.

But Guo Fengxiao spoke to Zang Ai, who was standing in the tent in amazement and confusion: "Master Zang, please go across the river and tell me about today's events..."

"This Zhang Sima is a loyal man, why did you kill him?" Zang Ai interrupted the other party and asked directly in a rude manner.

"I'm about to ask Mr. Zang to pass on a message to your Majesty." Guo Fengxiao was in no hurry. "There are big and small righteousnesses. Small righteousness values ​​private favors over small feelings. Great righteousness uses public laws to bring peace to the world. I will kill Chang today."

This is where great righteousness lies! As for this person, Aichang is just a small righteousness..."

"Small righteousness is also righteousness!" Zang Ai interrupted him again.

"It's just Xiaoyi himself. He returned to the camp crying and asked for burial after tomorrow's hanging of his head in public. How could I kill him? But he insisted on pretending at such a critical moment, in case it caused a commotion in the camp.

, spoiling the overall situation, isn't it because small righteousness ruins righteousness?" Guo Fengxiao finally sneered again. "And it's just that he cried alone today, but when he cried, did he remember that the whole county of Dongguan had been crying for several years? As a person,

People close to Chang could not persuade Chang to take the right path, so that he ended up here today, but instead he cried here... Such behavior is simply hypocritical!"

"That's nonsense!" Zang Ai was still angry. "You said that Zhang Sima cried at the wrong time because he was afraid of causing turmoil in the military camp, and even dealt with him at the last moment. I have nothing to say. But what happened to Chang today?

Isn't it ridiculous that Zhang Sima didn't dissuade him? Chang is certainly to blame, but Wei Yu is just a subordinate, so how can He De make Chang listen to his words?"

"Yes, he is just a subordinate. How can He De make Chang listen to his words?" Guo Jia turned his head, the sarcasm on his lips was clear. "You might as well say this to your father and let him listen carefully!"

Zang Ai turned pale for a moment.

I am the pale dividing line

"... Hearing this, he sighed: 'For example, Guo Fengxiao has scriptures and history in his belly, and his belly is full of armored soldiers. This man is brave and courageous, and although his literature is far away, Meng Qi may not be able to compare with him! Only Zilong is like this!'" "Heroes of the Late Han Dynasty!"
Chapter completed!