Chapter 484
The end of the war
Chapter 484 The end of the war
Lin Fan had a calm face from the beginning to the end, but it was this kind of calm that gave people the greatest pressure.If Lin Fan really showed any anger, what Liu Song, the Second Elder and the others felt might not be fear.
After all, dogs that bite people don’t bark, and people who don’t express their emotions are actually erupting deep down in their hearts, and after roaring like anger, they are actually more able to vent their emotions.
Before everything is done, he just wants to spread the fear and despair completely and efficiently.
But at this moment, those things were finally able to surge up from his heart, entwining his whole thoughts.
Yang Xinru stayed beside Lin Fan at this time, paying attention to the changes in the situation on the battlefield, and only they were close enough to be able to clearly understand what was going on around here.
Standing next to Lin Fan, Yang Xinru could also hear the strange tone humming in Lin Fan's mouth at this time. It was slow and ethereal, and there was an atmosphere that was incompatible with fighting on the battlefield.
The black-faced Yan Luo's roar was still coming, he really hated Lin Fan to the bone.
"Kill you--"
"You eagle dog of the imperial court! If you have the guts, come out for me..."
"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost, kill your whole family—"
Lin Fan couldn't help but shook his head when he heard the shout, this person is really funny, let's not talk about whether there are ghosts, even if there are ghosts, when you were a human, I would I won't be afraid of you, not to mention you will become a ghost in the future, it's really funny.
"I kind of look at Lao Tzu-"
The voice of the black-faced Yan Luo was still coming from a distance, but it didn't affect Lin Fan in the slightest.
The number of people killed with him has become less and less, and most of the rebels have died in the battle.
The black-faced Yan Luo brandished a double axe and walked forward all the way. He really looked like a god of war. As he walked, he shouted:
"Those who stand in my way die!—"
At this time, the black-faced Yan Luo was wielding a pair of axes like a blood-bathed demon god, and he had already killed him nearby. The spear next to him pierced him, and the hook was bound to him.
This is the biggest advantage of Yuanyang Town, both offensive and defensive.
This kind of war attack, to be honest, is still somewhat useless to the black-faced Yan Luo.
He swung and pulled vigorously, and the soldiers next to him were pulled down to the ground, but after all, he had already been pierced with many arrows, and a few hooks flew in, embedded in his chest and abdomen, almost tearing his stomach apart. pull away.
This black-faced Yan Luo is also a ruthless person. Although he has been injured in many places, he still holds his hands and strives forward. He has always been firm and strong.
However, this kind of strong will may not be able to succeed. After all, the factor that determines success is not just will,
Finally, the black-faced Yan Luo was stabbed in both legs, and he knelt on the ground, but he was still roaring and walking forward.
Behind the shield formation not far away, Lin Fan opened his eyes, rubbed his forehead, and after a while, walked out with a mace.
The black-faced Yan Luo's entire stomach was almost pulled away. He looked ferociously, looked at Lin Fan, and shouted ferociously:
"You are a bitch, you kind of...look me in the eyes, I will...will..."
Lin Fan looked into his eyes, raised the iron bar, and said in a flat voice:
"Looking at it for a lifetime..."
After saying this, the iron rod in Lin Fan's hand hit the black-faced Yan Luo's face with all his strength, and he tilted his head back. Then, a roar was suddenly heard from half of the battlefield:
"A bunch of bastards!"
The second strike broke the black-faced Yan Luo Zhengxiu's entire neck, and his head was thrown backwards.
Life was passing by gradually, and the killing on the battlefield was coming to an end. Lin Fan returned to the rear barracks, wiped off the blood stains on his body, and then prepared to start dealing with the aftermath.
Just as the arrangements were being made, a spy came in from outside the tent. He seemed to be running around in a rush. He was quite excited that the rebels had finally come to this point, but first he handed a note to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan unfolded the note and looked at it. For a moment, he looked at the spy.
The spy naturally understood the meaning in Lin Fan's eyes, and hurriedly said:
"General Lin, the secret agent who was in charge of inquiring information that day was on his way when he got the news, but your whereabouts are erratic these days, general, so we haven't been able to catch up with you..."
Lin Fan nodded, looked at the people in the tent, and finally said:
"I just said that the heads of Liu Song and the others should be given to General Zhang Feiyu, and the rest can be fed to dogs or wolves or burned, whatever is convenient..."
Seeing Lin Fan's serious face, Yang Xinru hurried over and said to Lin Fan:
"What's wrong? Has something serious happened?"
Lin Fan shook his head, and said to Yang Xinru:
"I have something to do...Xinru, will you accompany me to Lin'an City?"
Over there, Yang Xinru was bandaging his elder brother Yang Liu's slight wound. Hearing what Lin Fan said, he couldn't help but raise his head and said:
"Of course you can."
"I have to go right away. I have made arrangements here, and we will set off. You should prepare first, and you go to call people..."
"...It's better to stay here to kill the aftermath. In fact, it has been arranged before. Brother Yangliu, you are in charge of dealing with the local officers and soldiers and the surrounding government... The matter is a bit urgent. I will ask everyone here. More things will wait for me to come back. Say it again."
Seeing him in such a hurry, Yang Xinru frowned, and asked suspiciously:
"What's the rush?"
"Um……"
Lin Fan pondered for a while, and then said to Yang Xinru:
"It shouldn't be a big deal. Everyone should deal with the business first. I'll come over when I'm done, or if you're done, join me in the past. It's the same."
The arrangement here was completed. Not long after, Lin Fan got out of the tent and got into the carriage. In the valley over there, the killing was going on to the final stage, but the light stretched to the surrounding mountains. It was some people who escaped during the cleaning battle. up.The carriage drove away from the barracks, followed by 200 people either on horseback or at a gallop. In the carriage, Lin Fan took the note and read it several times, but in fact, he couldn't see anything more.
"I'm going to sleep for a while, even if I'm on my way."
Lin Fan said so, adjusted his clothes, and lay down on the side of the carriage.
Not long after, Lin Fan fell into a dreamland. He was really tired. All the actions these days and all the heavy burdens were on him alone. To be honest, he actually wiped out the The power of the entire rebel army of 5 people.
In the dream, several children came over and said goodbye to Lin Fan. These children were the children who were killed by the rebels during their escape.
I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me!
In fact, Lin Fan still felt a little guilty about the deaths of these children. If he hadn't come to eliminate these rebels, maybe these children wouldn't have to die. Any chance of them escaping would probably not be the current situation.
(End of this chapter)
Lin Fan had a calm face from the beginning to the end, but it was this kind of calm that gave people the greatest pressure.If Lin Fan really showed any anger, what Liu Song, the Second Elder and the others felt might not be fear.
After all, dogs that bite people don’t bark, and people who don’t express their emotions are actually erupting deep down in their hearts, and after roaring like anger, they are actually more able to vent their emotions.
Before everything is done, he just wants to spread the fear and despair completely and efficiently.
But at this moment, those things were finally able to surge up from his heart, entwining his whole thoughts.
Yang Xinru stayed beside Lin Fan at this time, paying attention to the changes in the situation on the battlefield, and only they were close enough to be able to clearly understand what was going on around here.
Standing next to Lin Fan, Yang Xinru could also hear the strange tone humming in Lin Fan's mouth at this time. It was slow and ethereal, and there was an atmosphere that was incompatible with fighting on the battlefield.
The black-faced Yan Luo's roar was still coming, he really hated Lin Fan to the bone.
"Kill you--"
"You eagle dog of the imperial court! If you have the guts, come out for me..."
"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost, kill your whole family—"
Lin Fan couldn't help but shook his head when he heard the shout, this person is really funny, let's not talk about whether there are ghosts, even if there are ghosts, when you were a human, I would I won't be afraid of you, not to mention you will become a ghost in the future, it's really funny.
"I kind of look at Lao Tzu-"
The voice of the black-faced Yan Luo was still coming from a distance, but it didn't affect Lin Fan in the slightest.
The number of people killed with him has become less and less, and most of the rebels have died in the battle.
The black-faced Yan Luo brandished a double axe and walked forward all the way. He really looked like a god of war. As he walked, he shouted:
"Those who stand in my way die!—"
At this time, the black-faced Yan Luo was wielding a pair of axes like a blood-bathed demon god, and he had already killed him nearby. The spear next to him pierced him, and the hook was bound to him.
This is the biggest advantage of Yuanyang Town, both offensive and defensive.
This kind of war attack, to be honest, is still somewhat useless to the black-faced Yan Luo.
He swung and pulled vigorously, and the soldiers next to him were pulled down to the ground, but after all, he had already been pierced with many arrows, and a few hooks flew in, embedded in his chest and abdomen, almost tearing his stomach apart. pull away.
This black-faced Yan Luo is also a ruthless person. Although he has been injured in many places, he still holds his hands and strives forward. He has always been firm and strong.
However, this kind of strong will may not be able to succeed. After all, the factor that determines success is not just will,
Finally, the black-faced Yan Luo was stabbed in both legs, and he knelt on the ground, but he was still roaring and walking forward.
Behind the shield formation not far away, Lin Fan opened his eyes, rubbed his forehead, and after a while, walked out with a mace.
The black-faced Yan Luo's entire stomach was almost pulled away. He looked ferociously, looked at Lin Fan, and shouted ferociously:
"You are a bitch, you kind of...look me in the eyes, I will...will..."
Lin Fan looked into his eyes, raised the iron bar, and said in a flat voice:
"Looking at it for a lifetime..."
After saying this, the iron rod in Lin Fan's hand hit the black-faced Yan Luo's face with all his strength, and he tilted his head back. Then, a roar was suddenly heard from half of the battlefield:
"A bunch of bastards!"
The second strike broke the black-faced Yan Luo Zhengxiu's entire neck, and his head was thrown backwards.
Life was passing by gradually, and the killing on the battlefield was coming to an end. Lin Fan returned to the rear barracks, wiped off the blood stains on his body, and then prepared to start dealing with the aftermath.
Just as the arrangements were being made, a spy came in from outside the tent. He seemed to be running around in a rush. He was quite excited that the rebels had finally come to this point, but first he handed a note to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan unfolded the note and looked at it. For a moment, he looked at the spy.
The spy naturally understood the meaning in Lin Fan's eyes, and hurriedly said:
"General Lin, the secret agent who was in charge of inquiring information that day was on his way when he got the news, but your whereabouts are erratic these days, general, so we haven't been able to catch up with you..."
Lin Fan nodded, looked at the people in the tent, and finally said:
"I just said that the heads of Liu Song and the others should be given to General Zhang Feiyu, and the rest can be fed to dogs or wolves or burned, whatever is convenient..."
Seeing Lin Fan's serious face, Yang Xinru hurried over and said to Lin Fan:
"What's wrong? Has something serious happened?"
Lin Fan shook his head, and said to Yang Xinru:
"I have something to do...Xinru, will you accompany me to Lin'an City?"
Over there, Yang Xinru was bandaging his elder brother Yang Liu's slight wound. Hearing what Lin Fan said, he couldn't help but raise his head and said:
"Of course you can."
"I have to go right away. I have made arrangements here, and we will set off. You should prepare first, and you go to call people..."
"...It's better to stay here to kill the aftermath. In fact, it has been arranged before. Brother Yangliu, you are in charge of dealing with the local officers and soldiers and the surrounding government... The matter is a bit urgent. I will ask everyone here. More things will wait for me to come back. Say it again."
Seeing him in such a hurry, Yang Xinru frowned, and asked suspiciously:
"What's the rush?"
"Um……"
Lin Fan pondered for a while, and then said to Yang Xinru:
"It shouldn't be a big deal. Everyone should deal with the business first. I'll come over when I'm done, or if you're done, join me in the past. It's the same."
The arrangement here was completed. Not long after, Lin Fan got out of the tent and got into the carriage. In the valley over there, the killing was going on to the final stage, but the light stretched to the surrounding mountains. It was some people who escaped during the cleaning battle. up.The carriage drove away from the barracks, followed by 200 people either on horseback or at a gallop. In the carriage, Lin Fan took the note and read it several times, but in fact, he couldn't see anything more.
"I'm going to sleep for a while, even if I'm on my way."
Lin Fan said so, adjusted his clothes, and lay down on the side of the carriage.
Not long after, Lin Fan fell into a dreamland. He was really tired. All the actions these days and all the heavy burdens were on him alone. To be honest, he actually wiped out the The power of the entire rebel army of 5 people.
In the dream, several children came over and said goodbye to Lin Fan. These children were the children who were killed by the rebels during their escape.
I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me!
In fact, Lin Fan still felt a little guilty about the deaths of these children. If he hadn't come to eliminate these rebels, maybe these children wouldn't have to die. Any chance of them escaping would probably not be the current situation.
(End of this chapter)