Chapter 711 Surrender! !
Chapter 711 Surrender! !
Chapter 711 Surrender! !
"Clap!!"
Zhen Jiang's pretty brows frowned. Of course, there was no need to keep such tough bones, so as not to bring unnecessary trouble to herself.
Since suffering losses on the grassland, Zhen Jiang has learned how to hide her true side.
Love is reserved for one's own people.
For the enemy, only killing will make them cold.
These people are not as good as animals, if they are not killed, there will definitely be endless casualties to more Han people in the future, this is what Jiang Chen does not want to see.
This point, Zhen Jiang wanted to help him realize it.
The gun in Zhen Jiang's hand fired twice without hesitation, directly beating the general who was about to stand up to resist into a sieve. His shooting technique was accurate and direct.
Following the tragic scene of the general's death, some people who were ready to resist completely gave up their thoughts that they shouldn't have.
With such sharp weapons, and without the curse of longevity, they have no chance of winning at all.
To resist, there is only one dead end, and to live is more important than anything else.
"Let's talk about it, is he right??"
"There is only one chance to answer, if the answer does not satisfy Ben, he will end!"
The short spear in Zhen Jiang's hand pointed at another lieutenant behind Azazamu. Judging by his attire, he was also at the level of a tribal commander.
Those who can reach this level must be Azazamu's cronies or close ministers, so these people must also know about his military plan.
"I I. Say."
"Yes"
"Snapped!!"
"real."
The lieutenant fell down with reluctance to die. He never thought that because of his nervousness, he stuttered and was still shot.
The speed with which she fired the gun was incomparably decisive, and if she hesitated for a moment, she would definitely end up with a bullet.
"Speak too slowly!"
"Stuttering, as a general, it's too much of a hindrance!"
"If it's like this on the battlefield, wouldn't it be a big deal, and it's useless to keep it!!"
The general who was not dead yet shed a tear. He would never have thought that being nervous was a sin, and he would not have been so nervous in the first place.
But the atmosphere at that time was too solemn, and the explosive power of the musket was so amazing that many soldiers were scared to pee.
He was still able to speak, which was pretty good, but unexpectedly, he was still shot.
He hated himself for speaking too slowly. If there was a next life, he must practice speaking well, and he would never die on speaking again.
With such unwillingness, he left forever.
"Now it is your turn!"
"Think clearly before answering, otherwise, you know the consequences!"
Without giving everyone any time to hesitate, Zhen Jiang looked at the other Chief Wan. There were only four of them, two died, and the remaining two were trembling.
The one who was named felt a burst of warmth below him.
Then, a paralyzed liquid appeared under him, and the smell was so strong that Zhen Jiang covered his nose with his hands very dissatisfied, as if extremely dissatisfied.
"I answer, it's true!"
"What the leader said is true, absolutely true, I can guarantee it with my life!"
The frightened captain replied quickly.
He was afraid that Zhen Jiang would be dissatisfied, and he would be attacked again. He was terrified. After all, facing a murderous god like Zhen Jiang, any hesitation would cost him his life.
"Snapped!!"
But what people didn't expect was that the gunfire still rang out, and the Chief Wan looked at the huge blood hole in his chest, and looked at Zhen Jiang in disbelief.
"For, why."
He seemed to want to ask, why did he still shoot when he had already answered so well, what did he do wrong, he wanted to die in peace.
"As a general, I was scared to pee!"
"What I hate the most is people peeing on the ground, dirtying my nose and eyes. Do you think you should die??"
After hearing Zhen Jiang's words, the captain of ten thousand men also breathed his last with a look in his eyes.
And the soldiers who were scared to urinate were trembling there, and some were even sobbing, covering their mouths tightly with their hands because of fear.
They avoided Zhen Jiang's eyes in horror, and even quickly lay down on the ground to cover the area where they were peed, for fear that Zhen Jiang would find out.
The murderous intent of this female general is too serious.
They are just praying to Changshengtian constantly, don't look at them, don't kill them.
Perhaps their prayers had some effect, Zhen Jiang's eyes just swept across the audience, and then pointed the gun at the last sentence of Chief Wan.
"What about you, what should I say??"
There was no emotion in Zhen Jiang's eyes, and the invisible pressure made the Chief Wan feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Back to General, what the leader said is absolutely true!"
"I still have a specific time and schedule here!"
"Please take a look, General!"
The last lieutenant was Azazamu's confidant. As he answered, he quickly took out a parchment, knelt down in front of Zhen Jiang, and I walked in front of her.
He was very fortunate that he could have this itinerary, otherwise, he would very likely end up like the previous ten thousand heads.
Because at least at this moment, Zhen Jiang did not shoot.
"Ok!"
"Fortunately, you're a little clever. If that's the case, you can stay!"
"I will see that you have the talent to replace him. How about giving you a chance to kill him yourself? How about it?"
Zhen Jiang looked at the lieutenant general, and then at Azazamu, as if he was probing, and also seemed to be asking him to make a choice, two people can only live one.
Who can survive in the end? ?
"General, I'm wrong!"
"The young one is the leader, who knows many secrets of the Twelve Tribes, the price must be higher than him!"
"General, please show mercy!!"
Hearing Zhen Jiang's words, Azazamu next to him became impatient, and he immediately began to reveal his cards, as if he wanted Zhen Jiang to let him go.
Now, their lives are in Zhen Jiang's hands. Life or death is just a matter of her finger pulling the trigger.
As for the soldiers of those tribes, they could no longer control their leaders. They just lay on their stomachs, shivering there, not daring to make any changes.
After all, it is better to die than live.
The more vicious robbers are, the more they cherish their own lives, and the more they know what fear is like.
"I didn't ask you, shut up!!"
"If you interrupt casually again, you have no need to live!"
"Don't let Ben warn you again!"
Zhen Jiang's pistol was pointed at Azazamu's head, with his finger on the trigger, as if he could open and pull it at any time to end Azazamu's sinful life.
This scene scared Azazamu into a cold sweat! !
"I'm asking you!"
(End of this chapter)
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