Chapter 188: A journey of a person, her backpack

On a clear winter, the sky was pale and people were pale.

"Cut down!"

The prison officer gave a cold order, and rows of comrades raised the Xueliang fast knife indifferently and swung it down quickly.

When bloody heads rolled down from the platform occasionally, it triggered people's exclamations. Even in the winter months, some people were still sweating profusely, and some were still steaming with heat.

A group of people lost their heads and became headless corpses. Another group of people were successively taken to the stage, leaving their heads behind.

This is the heaviest and dark day in the past year of Wang Ce's journey through time, no, three days. From today on, countless heads will be cut down and implicated in the next three days.

One hundred? No, one thousand? No, ten thousand, maybe more.

How could the emperor take action personally and only cut off one hundred and one thousand heads, at least in tens of thousands. Otherwise, he would still have the face to be the emperor?

In the chaotic and boiling noise, in the dying struggle and cry, Wang Ce came silently and went silently.

The clear winter day made Wang Ce feel particularly cold. Rebellion, implicated, beheaded, ten thousand or even more, all kinds of entangled like poison ivy.

It is difficult to count how many royal families there are after four hundred years. However, one-quarter of the people in the capital may have royal blood, which is true.

The royal family needs martial arts geniuses, which requires a population base. Once the population base is large, the royal family will have a greater burden, so it is inevitable that the new people will replace the old people every year and the newly enrolled royal family will replace the old ones.

This is a killing that is very involved. Wang Ce understands the emperor's intention to cleanse up and reduce the burden on the royal family. However, if so many people have fallen to the ground, isn't there any psychological pressure?

Suddenly he laughed at himself and said that killing a hundred people is a murderer. Isn’t it? Wang Ce remembered that there were better people who died at his hands.

Wang Ce has never been a stubborn person. He always has to adapt to living in such a world. He is unhappy or even in a heavy mood. That is inevitable. Do you think he is an African who is in a fire of war.

A man came from the city to the outside of the city, climbed to the top of the mountain in a deep mountain, and then bungeled down from the top of the mountain.

From this extreme exercise, Wang Cefang felt some comfort and some forgetfulness. He could not stop feeling the sound of the wind, and the taste of life falling and soul leaving the body.

For a moment, nothing seems to matter.

A man fell to the ground, and Wang Ce suddenly pressed his heart, felt the leaping of his heart, and silently showed a smile.

It’s so good to feel soft-hearted. It’s so good to feel alive!

After climbing to the top of the mountain again, Wang Cezhi's chin was thoughtful.

It has been a few days since he returned to the capital from the northwest. Xu Chonglou, according to the emperor's wishes, gave Wang Ce a few days off. After all, he was too tired a few days ago.

The fall of Emperor Zhu Wu of the Great World and the birth of Emperor Xinwu of the Northern Tang Dynasty announced that another powerful country in the north of the Eastern continent was about to rise.

When the emperor returned to the capital, the war report from the Northwest Prefecture came. Tan Jiguo was really a very personal lord. He clearly avenged Xiu'er, but he still did not betray the emperor.

Therefore, it was obviously an illusion that day that Tan Jiru was robbed halfway. In the days when Tan Jiru disappeared, he went to Pingyuan Prefecture privately. The war in the Northwest Prefecture was because the army of Pingyuan Prefecture suddenly appeared, and then defeated it in one fell swoop, and even annihilated several Xiliang troops.

The 80,000 elite Xiliang Army, defeated the sudden attack on Pingyuan Mansion, and only less than half of the troops escaped. This was a great victory. When the war report was reported, the capital shouted long live.

A newly born Emperor Wu, after decades, once again, won the war of a large scale, which made the emperor's prestige quickly climb to the top.

If the emperor wants to go to war immediately, he is afraid that neither the cabinet nor the Military Academy will be able to stop it.

Fortunately, the emperor, who always cannot see through, seems not an impulsive person, and is not easily lost. Not only has the war not started yet, but he ordered the northwest prefectures not to fight in the near future.

Wang Ce is on holiday for the time being, but as the general leader of the two yamen, some information is still known.

Today, the Northern Tang Dynasty seems to be an emperor in an internal purge, but the Cabinet, the Ministry of War, and the Military Academy are vaguely preparing for money and food, recruiting new soldiers, and mobilizing troops, which are obviously preparing for the war.

In less than half a year, the Northern Tang Dynasty will inevitably ignite the war.

No one can tell the ambition of the Northern Tang Dynasty without reminding others. If there is Emperor Wu, then he has no ambition, that is simply a joke, and you don’t believe it.

The emperor was very busy and Wang Ce was very idle. However, no one had ever thought of seeing him again. He said he didn't believe that Ji Ru said that day, and if the emperor really thought that Wang Ce didn't believe him, it would be 250.

Although Wang Ce and the emperor had only had one more close private conversation, Tan Ji Ru's words still set a gap.

"The Northern Tang is really good." Wang Ce suddenly said to himself. An ambitious emperor, a martial emperor, and two scholars, it seems that humans can no longer stop the rise of the Northern Tang Dynasty.

Judging from the intelligence, the surrounding countries obviously lived the most prosperous people under the rule of Dongning and Northern Tang. If allowed, Wang Cezhen was willing to settle down in Northern Tang.

"Aren't you determined to be in the world?" Zhu Haitang showed off from the back of the mountain, followed by Xiong Shiwu and others: "We knew you must be here."

"What ambition is in the world? Don't say that I seem to be planning to rebel." Wang Cecai didn't want to be an emperor. He would chop a large number of heads at any time when he became an emperor. It was not fun at all.

The emperor is a high-risk and high-pressure profession, which is not fun. Being a Martial Emperor is much more refreshing. When you are happy, you ask the emperor to blackmail the candied haws, and when you are unhappy, you ask the emperor to play the game of playing beans.

After becoming an emperor, everyone was always watching usurp the throne, and they couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep. No wonder Cao Cao had the hobby of sleeping and killing people. After three or five years of hard work, he had already grown aging before he got old.

Blowing the cold wind, chatting on the mountain for a while.

Zhu Haitang was the first to shout enthusiastically and unrestrainedly, falling straight to the earth. Api Ake and the others all yelled and jumped down bravely. Wang Ce laughed and shouted: "Wait for me."

After a few exciting extreme sports, Wang Ce finally caught up with Zhu Haitang. The two of them stepped on a branch and half rose into the air. Zhu Haitang suddenly said, "I'm leaving."

"Hmm?" Wang Ce almost fell down after a fight.

"I am in the Gangsha Realm. It's time to collect evil spirits. I also need to sharpen my martial arts." Zhu Haitang did not look at him, but watched the sky rolling down.

Wang Ce was silent: "When?"

"Let's leave tomorrow." Zhu Haitang stepped on a branch and looked into the distance: "I hope I will meet again one day."

"Xu'er, don't worry, I will save my life and save your son."
Chapter completed!