“Are you trying to kill me?”

“This subordinate wouldn’t dare.”

“You’re definitely cursing me in your heart for being fussy and a pain in the ass.”

“My lord is wise.”

“Heh, but I am curious, what color is Si Niang’s self-embroidered dragon robe?”

“Golden yellow, matches our aesthetic.”

The Yan dragon robe values black, emphasizing the emperor’s heroic spirit; the Qian dragon robe reveres Daoist mystery, highlighting the emperor’s mystique; the Chu dragon robe emphasizes ornamentation, every small piece having a story to follow.

The Jin dragon robe…

The Jin Kingdom is already gone, so it doesn’t matter what style it is. Even for good luck, later generations wouldn't imitate the Jin dragon robe.

“It’s better to hide it well.”

“This subordinate understands.”

Zheng Fan knew that if he were to wear the dragon robe for a moment of pleasure today, then that would be great. The Jingnan Marquis, struggling and disregarding his injuries, might come directly to chop off his head within three days.

Honestly, so far, whether facing the Yan Emperor or the two Marquises of the North and South, Zheng Fan had no confidence in his heart, and not just himself, but even these devils had no confidence.

After putting on his armor, Zheng Fan walked out of the courtyard. Outside, someone had already prepared a horse.

Zheng Fan mounted the horse,

Turned his head to look at Xiong Lie and Tufa Chengji,

Waved his hand,

And said:

“Follow.”

Casually, like calling out his two dogs at home.

It wasn’t deliberately to humiliate them. Many people naively believed that constantly showing kindness, bathing together, eating together, sleeping together, could win people’s hearts back. That was simply too naive.

In this world, there were many people who, the more impolite you were to them, the more they would submit to you. The more warm and kind you were to them, the more they would sell you out.

As a conqueror arriving in a new land, the first thing to do was to establish authority, not virtue.

Tufa Chengji took the lead to cut in and block Xiong Lie behind him, taking Zheng Fan's reins in his hand.

Although he had become a Go is ha inexplicably,

Since he had already kowtowed to the ground, it would be a bit stupid to be coy halfway.

Xiong Lie was gnashing his teeth in anger behind him. Anything, he wouldn’t have thought much of it originally, but seeing someone snatching it, hey, it instantly became incredibly desirable.

It was just that there was no logic to two people holding the reins together, Xiong Lie could only follow behind the horse, step by step, his already dark and fat face becoming even more gloomy.

The blind man also rode a horse, keeping a certain distance from Zheng Fan, knowing to be tactful as a supporting character, not to steal the show.

And on the periphery, there were barbarian guards under Xiong Lie and a group of Tufa clan soldiers waiting. Tufa Chengji came alone, but the clan soldiers under him did not go home. Seeing their clan leader leading the horse for that Yan noble, some Tufa warriors had strange looks in their eyes, but they didn't dare to do anything rash.

Zheng Fan also saw Tufa Su. If this woman could be a little more beautiful, then he might not mind sacrificing himself to win over the Tufa clan by marrying her or something.

But on second thought, what kind of skill was it for a real man to rely on marriage?

Here, many people were gathered. Shengle City wasn't big, but the people inside were very mixed, especially after a series of battles, where all sorts of people had mixed in.

At this moment, countless pairs of eyes were staring here. They had no decision-making power, nor the ability to influence the situation, but they were still instinctively curious, curious about what kind of quality the sky above their heads would be in the future.

Would it be scorched by the scorching sun, or would it often leak rain?

Finally, the ground began to tremble slightly.

Everyone turned their gaze to the street in front. The trembling was coming from there.

The Yan army’s entry into the city this time can be said to be quite easy. Tufa Chengji stabbed them in the back, dealt with the other families, and opened the city gates himself. Liang Cheng can be said to have entered without firing an arrow, but breaking into the city was not difficult in itself. The next task was the focus.

The reputation of the Great Yan Iron Cavalry made the powerful families in Shengle City retreat before fighting, but they had to see some real things with their own eyes before they would completely submit.

This was propaganda, this was flexing muscles, this was also a show. How to show the style, how to show them so that they would cut off that possibly still restless heart with their own hands, the devils all knew.

The Jingnan Army was at the front of the entry into the city.

The Jingnan Army’s scale had never been large. After entering Jin, after ten days of continuous battles, the losses naturally couldn't be small. Fortunately, the original rear battalion soldiers officially entered the ranks, and the scale of the Jingnan Army’s main force was constantly increasing. According to the Yan court’s intention, the Jingnan Army’s main force had to be expanded to 100,000, and at the same time, it had to be matched with 100,000 Jingnan Army rear battalion soldiers.

According to the original tradition of 50,000 main force and 50,000 rear battalion, it was equivalent to doubling in the next two years.

Short-term expansion would naturally reduce the quality of the army. Even if Tian Wujing was good at training soldiers, it was impossible to offset this process. He could only say to shorten this process as much as possible.

But this Jingnan Army of a thousand riders that Zheng Fan borrowed from Ren Juan was a real old guard, without any water, all part of the original 50,000 main force that Tian Wujing personally trained, and at the same time, it was a true elite that had experienced the war in Jin.

The Jingnan Army was in the front. From armor to horse to people, all the knights controlled the speed of their horses. The warhorses trotted with measured hooves, but this kind of organized murderous aura had already poured out.

The barbarians and Tufa clan members present, including the people of Shengle City who were watching here at this time, since they were born here, had naturally seen blood and experienced battles. Unlike the people of Qian’s Shangjing who only pursued gorgeous and shiny armor, they could tell whether an army could fight or kill, and even tell how many people they had killed.

Otherwise, how could this murderous aura be stained on them?

Some of the Tufa clan soldiers who were still dissatisfied before subconsciously lowered their heads at this time. They knew very well in their hearts that if they were to face this cavalry one thousand against one thousand, they would have no chance of winning at all.

After the Jingnan Army knights came to Zheng Fan, the leading Lieutenant General's surname was Gao, and his name was Gao Yi.

He looked at Zheng Fan, and Zheng Fan was also looking at him.

Zheng Fan was calm on the surface, but he was a little muttered in his heart. He also didn’t know if Liang Cheng and the others had persuaded the other party well along the way, at least, they had to make him willing to put down his airs and cooperate with him to make this show perfect and thorough.

Finally,

Gao Yi dismounted,

Knelt on one knee in front of Zheng Fan,

And shouted loudly:

“This humble general Gao Yi, pays respect to the City Lord!”

The thousand Jingnan Army knights behind him simultaneously raised the sabers in their hands and shouted in unison:

“Paying respect to the City Lord! Paying respect to the City Lord!”

Zheng Fan felt a surge in his heart. It seemed that Liang Cheng and the others had done a good job of persuading them.

To be honest, City Lord Zheng started from scratch with barbarian soldiers. Barbarian soldiers were brave and good at fighting, natural cavalry, with high combat quality, and to a certain extent, they were also easy to brainwash.

But barbarian soldiers wouldn't cooperate in terms of posture. They were a little silly, unable to let City Lord Zheng achieve the enjoyment he wanted.

Back in the Prince's mansion, Zheng Fan led Tian Wujing's guards to act like a tiger, tsk, that was comfortable, that was enjoyable, and he had been thinking about it ever since.

The penal servitude soldiers were sensible, but there weren't many of them, and then there was another wave of barbarian soldiers, sigh…

So, at this time, when Zheng Fan looked at these thousand Jingnan Army soldiers, he had already made up his mind, no matter what, these thousand soldiers must not be returned!

Even if he played a trick of raising bandits to build up his own strength, he had to keep this Jingnan Army in his hands and make them his main force.

Zheng Fan didn't care if Ren Juan would be angry, and he didn't care if the Jingnan Marquis would be angry, anyway, the Jingnan Marquis was reluctant to chop off his head.

After the Jingnan Army came the barbarian cavalry and the penal servitude soldiers, all veterans who had witnessed the great war, and had also been trained in rhythm. They may be a little less sharp than the Jingnan Army, which had fought across half of Jin in ten days, but the neat formation still gave people a very strong visual shock.

At the end were two thousand Jin puppet troops, and Xu Youcheng was also among them.

Yes, Xu Youcheng was not dead. After the Wen family was destroyed, he entered the capital in a daze. After the capital was trampled down, he was captured and handed over to Zheng Fan.

He had always been a little confused, and he knew that this confusion would continue.

Because a few days ago, the blind man beside that Yan noble told them that anyone among them whose family members were serving as official maids would be redeemed by the City Lord himself at his own expense.

The morale of the two thousand Jin soldiers was still a bit problematic, but after all, they were Jin soldiers. Their appearance made the people of Shengle City subconsciously feel a lot closer, after all, they were from the same place, not to the point of being like their own troops, but after all, they spoke with the same accent.

Liang Cheng rode out, came to Zheng Fan, dismounted and knelt down to salute.

“Greetings, my lord!”

Tufa Chengji knelt down, Xiong Lie knelt down, the barbarians and the Tufa clan soldiers also knelt down, and many people around also knelt down.

This was very inconsistent with etiquette, very presumptuous.

But the atmosphere in Yan was very good at this time, and they didn't care about these taboos. Back in front of Nanwang City, the formations made by the two Marquises were much grander than this.

Zheng Fan didn't make any gestures to get off his horse to help them up. After putting on his armor, he sat lazily on the horse, looking around.

This was his city,

This was his territory,

This was his future home,

And it would also be the place where he made his fortune!

One year after transmigrating to this world,

He had been a laborer, had been chopped, and had also chopped others, coming through wind and rain, working hard, which felt like people in later generations working hard and emptying six wallets at the same time to pay the down payment.

I, finally have a home!

A surge of heroism rose from Zheng Fan's heart, instantly sweeping through his limbs,

At the same time,

The blood and qi in his body seemed to be attracted,

As if the long-accumulated magma had finally ushered in its release at this time.

Boom!

A soft black light flowed from Zheng Fan's body,

Zheng Fan felt so comfortable that he almost wanted to roar,

At this moment,

He advanced!

At the same moment,

Liang Cheng in front of him, the blind man beside him, A Ming, Fan Li, and Xue San nearby, all released a glimmer of light in their eyes!

Si Niang in the distance,

Licked her alluring red lips.