Today, there was a celebration banquet, but the marquis insisted on coming to this wild tavern to drink. After a recent large-scale battle, Mao Zhi was completely defeated. He tried to preserve his direct line and eventually ruined him. Although he still retained this direct line, this guy was entangled with a group of mobs and heard that he had retreated to the sea cliff.

Wei Yuanzi also died in this battle. Although this man was skilled in military tactics, he hit the retreat path of Mao Zhizheng's main force. He was really unlucky.

The Marquis really didn't plan on him.

The Marquis, who was not in the way of dealing with Wei Yuanzi, should have laughed three times, but after just now, he happened to meet Wei Yuanzi's hearse, the Marquis actually went to cry.

What the hell is this? The Marquis was caught in an evil spirit?

Yuzi thought so and looked at Zhang Jingtao.

Zhang Jingtao was stumbled into the crowd who saw Wei Yuanzi off, including Wei Qing.

Wei Yuanzi has used Wei Qing's body to lure and kill several generals who are in the same camp but are not obedient in the past few years. For this reason, Wei Qing never smiles whenever he comes to Zhang Jingtao's bed.

At this moment, Wei Qing was actually arranged to be buried with her because she was Wei Yuanzi's personal maid.

As he approached, he grabbed Wei Qing and a little maid who was forced to be buried with him shouted loudly: "Brother Wei! Brother Wei! My soul is back! I cry silently, how can I continue? This person will never return forever! Alas! Hurry! The silence of the fragrance of the soul, the vast fortune, wipe the tears and caress the coffin, where can I find you? Brother Wei, Brother Wei, if you have a spirit, please take a look at what your ministers are doing! They clearly want to use burial to ruin your reputation!"

After this scream, the team suddenly became chaotic, and there was the sound of sword drawing around, and countless ferocious eyes shot towards Zhang Jingtao.

The pale little faces of the ten burial little maids all turned around, looking at Zhang Jingtao who had grabbed the maid's sleeve in surprise.

The girl who was pulled by Zhang Jingtao also showed some hope in her eyes.

Wei Qing, with a pretty face, actually laughed for the first time in these years. That smile was a little confused and a little contemptuous. Through Zhang Jingtao's body, she was facing the distant sky. She seemed to be laughing at the torture of fate. Why bother torture? It hurts in her heart when she sees it.

Sure enough, some people don’t want to let this burial go through twists and turns.

There was one person first, Wei Yuanzi's subordinate, who came to come and whispered: "Marty, everyone knows that you are not in harmony with my lord, and you dare to cry! Don't go too far!"

Another tall man with a dark face held the hilt of the sword in his hand, glared at Zhang Jingtao, walked up thud, it turned out to be Gai Nie, and sneered: "Marquis! What does General Wei have to do with you! Please don't disturb the general to rest in peace!"

"What happened?" As Gai Nie came, a handsome and majestic man followed him, it was Indra.

These two people were also sent under Wei Yuanzi's command.

However, Wei Yuanzi would die in a bad way, and it was really not caused by Zhang Jingtao. After all, Wei Yuanzi is very useful, and Zhang Jingtao is not in a hurry to kill Wei Yuanzi.

Wei Yuanzi would die, and it was Indra's struggle for merit that he once took the lead in destroying a Song Confucian scholar, which led to Wei Yuanzi taking risks in order to compete for merit. After calculating Mao Zhizheng's withdrawal route, he rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, when Mao Zhizheng fought with Zhang Jingtao, it seemed that it was very soft, and even the large-scale encirclement pockets would be broken through one by one by one by Zhang Jingtao, but when fighting with Wei Yuanzi, it was very tough and accurate. The combat power of the direct army of the Democratic Army, which was claimed to be better than the imperial guards, was fully exerted.

But Wei Yuanzi was led by a group of new recruits brought together by Liean and others. Although the number of them was three times that of Mao Zhizheng, his combat power was not strong.

For this reason, after Wei Yuanzi took away a direct division of Mao Zhizheng, his army was completely destroyed! He also died of a rushing arrow. Because on the battlefield today, everyone is used to using bows and arrows as regular weapons, and the rest are all auxiliary.

What if there is no supplies?

Of course, you can't beat others without supplies. Just like fighting with guns, if you don't have bullets, you'll still be a ghost.

Zhang Jingtao sobbed in sorrow, pulled the two maids, and shouted loudly: "You are going to destroy Brother Wei's reputation! Alas, my subjects are unworthy, this will make the princes laugh at us for not understanding etiquette!"

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of Emperor Shitian, and he said loudly: "Marty, don't be tainted by our name. If the Martyr doesn't say it clearly today, huh, even if you have a high position and a powerful position, you must understand that there are some heroes in this world, and the young general will definitely fight you for a lifetime and death!"

"Damn it! Is Wei Yuanzi your brother? Do you have the attitude to call me that? Wei Yuanzi must have been killed by you!" Gai Nie was so angry.

"You have to care!" Zhang Jingtao smirked, then rose up solemnly and said angrily, "Brother Wei has no achievements in expanding the border, and the achievements of the two traditional tribes. How can you use accompanying and sacrificing people to sacrifice? Isn't it rude?"

This is the rule of Confucians. Although it is not as Zhang Jingtao said, it is not much different.

In short, those who want to enjoy a luxurious funeral must have some achievements.

But although Wei Yuanzi had some achievements in expanding the territory in the first few years, he later relied on the Qingyang Army, and that little contribution had long been ignored.

After that, no matter how powerful Wei Yuanzi was, his contribution was only part of the Qingyang Army.

Not to mention, although Wei Yuanzi's every battle is worthy of military service, it is really powerful. Just like the battle he died in battle, people talked about it, and they were amazed that he could use a new recruit division to defeat Mao Zhizheng's direct division. Unfortunately, under Zhang Jingtao's magical use of troops, these lights were completely covered.

There was a buzzing sound around, and there were many people who still had good thoughts in their hearts. Everyone could not bear it when they watched these bastards bury the ten little girls to death.

Zhang Jingtao also knew that burying this way was Indra's intention to create the false five thousand-year-old culture, which would make the ancient Chinese look very ignorant.

Come and bury the 268 million years of civilization of Jehovah.

How could Zhang Jingtao give up? He spoke loudly: "There are gods in the sky, the ghosts in the earth, and people have ancestors, so you should not be rash! Everyone, lie, that is easy to deceive, but do you think gods are so easy to deceive?"

Everyone shouted, "Yes, yes, don't be rash."

Not to mention, Zhang Jingtao's position in the Communist Party is now very noble, and even many of Wei Yuanzi's subordinates are very convinced by him.

Indra was helpless and could only salute the coffin respectfully, and immediately shouted: "Get up, stay with the maid, don't have to accompany you!"

After all, his status is not as good as Zhang Jingtao now, so he cannot be rash.

The team was solemn and everyone sighed.
Chapter completed!