Chapter 683
The rest stayed there like a stone like a stone, and Chen Luotian was killed like this. How could Zhao Rui let them go?
"You guys break a finger, and the previous video is sold."
Although Zhao Rui's voice was extremely cold, listening to these people's ears was like a bamboo orchestra.
They didn't hesitate at all, and immediately cut off their fingers, but most people cut off their left thumbs.
This is nothing at all for those who lick their blood on their heads.
Zhao Rui didn't say anything more. He took the team to explore the entire palace, and drawn a very detailed layout map, and then left here in a mighty manner.
The Black Sand Storm will pass two times from here, and the interval between the interval is extremely short. If they do not leave as soon as possible, they will be buried here by Huangsha.
After returning to the inn, Zhao Rui did not hesitate to hesitate, and immediately reported the situation here to report Luocheng. At the same time, he sent a lot of artisans to come and want to dig out the treasures in the palace in the shortest time.
Baihua City, South Xinjiang.
This is the small town in the southern Xinjiang's most, and then thirty miles to the south is the country.
From five days ago, a large number of frames came one after another. If you look closely, you will find that these people are the leaders of the local tribe.
Look at this, they seem to conceal their whereabouts.
In the main hall of Baihua City, many leaders gathered together, and a huge map was spread on the table in front of them. The maps drawn above are the maps of the southern Xinjiang and the country of Jiao toe.
"Everyone, now the big merchants are pressing step by step. How long can we be captured here? Today, the best way is to fight against the big merchant with the Jiaoxiaguo!"
"I really don’t know what the guys in the north are eating, so easy to break through the city."
"Many people did not even fight, so they surrendered directly, and I didn't know what the way the big businessman came."
"The most powerful mother of the entire southern Xinjiang is also overwhelmed by the whole army, and only tens of thousands of people fled to Khmer!"
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Everyone has a lot of discussions, and in words, interpretation of hatred of big merchants and dissatisfaction with many tribes in the north.
The man headed knocked on the table and pointed to a huge area on the map.
"We all lived in southern Xinjiang for generations, and we must not leave our homeland. We must take back all these land."
Everyone present was accompanied, and some of them also pulled out the weapons around the waist and tied hard on the map.
Just as they cheered, a biography broke into the hall in a hurry and put a letter letter on the table.
"The north was in a hurry, a woman wearing a mask, led tens of thousands of soldiers to go south, only twenty miles away from Baihuacheng!"
The crowd was not calm, and they did not receive any war reports before. The sudden appearance of the army seemed to fall from the sky.
The man headed by dare not to neglect, and quickly opened the letter, and took out a portrait from it.
"What? Princess Zhao of the big businessman! How could she suddenly appear here? Didn't the information a few days ago say that she dredged the canal in the old place in Nanchu?"
I don't know how to answer the soldiers, and hurriedly pressed the head lower, almost on the ground.
A man with a thick and three rough next to him directly got up and knocked the chair to the ground.
Chapter completed!