From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 749

Not every army has experienced the trials of life and death and the baptism of blood.

Not every soldier is a time-tested warrior.

The Five Army Camps were originally a pool of mud. It was Zhou Yuan who brought them back to life in the heavy snow in Miyun Lake. It was Zhou Yuan who set rules for them and led them to fight in all directions, which led to the current discipline and iron will.

However, An Fuman's army was worse than the original Five Army Camps. The changes on the battlefield caused them to collapse again and again. Even the remaining 5,000 elite soldiers were scared and ran around.

After killing Danzeng with a sword, Zhou Yuan looked around. Facing the charge of only a few hundred cavalrymen, the 5,000 elite soldiers had no power to fight back. They only cared about escaping, getting on the boat or going up the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yuan used all his internal strength and shouted: "An Fuman is dead, you can't escape, throw away your weapons, kneel down and surrender!"

"Surrender can save your life!"

The last six words made these people feel like they had found a life-saving straw. They threw away their weapons, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, shouting for mercy.

An Fuman shouted: "Don't surrender! I'm not dead yet! He lied to you!"

His voice seemed too small in this noisy world.

When people are extremely panicked, they can only hear the information they want to hear.

Countless people knelt down, and countless people were still fleeing.

"Shuizhou! Go catch those who are fleeing, don't let them enter the village!"

Zhou Yuan shouted loudly, but in fact Shuizhou had already started to act with the Miao soldiers. In this moonlit night, these soldiers were not familiar with the terrain. Under Shuizhou's search, they could be said to have nowhere to hide.

The noise and shouting of killing resounded throughout the Xiangshui Beach.

It was just like the tragic incident on the night of Shanhua Festival.

All causes have their own consequences, and all hatreds will be repaid with blood.

Zhou Yuan locked his eyes on An Fuman. He no longer needed to care about other people at this moment. He just strode towards the enemy chief.

An Fuman screamed in fear and turned around and ran away.

Only four or five confidants followed him and were still protecting him with their lives.

At a loss and in a panic, An Fuman subconsciously shouted at this time: "Mr. Guo! What should I do with Mr. Guo!"

After shouting, he was stunned. Mr. Guo had already rebelled, and he was still thinking about what he was doing.

"Don't worry, sir!"

A guard shouted, "Let's flee to the village and take the hostages up the mountain. It's winding here, and that guy can't catch up with us."

An Fuman seemed to have triggered an inexplicable memory and roared, "Don't say hurry!"

Zhou Yuan rushed forward and chopped several guards with a few swords, and then kicked An Fuman in the butt.

An Fuman fell flat on his face, grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist, and shouted, "Come on, I'll fight you!"

He couldn't draw his sword, not because Zhou Yuan interfered with him, but because his stomach was too big and it hurt.

He was obviously stunned for a moment, then simply untied the scabbard, and finally drew the long sword.

He held the sword with both hands and gritted his teeth, saying, "Don't come over! I'm very skilled, you may not be my opponent."

Zhou Yuan said calmly, "Yes, it is said that you were also a very skilled warrior when you were young."

"But look at your appearance now, you are fat and bloated, like a pig walking upright."

An Fuman was so angry that he stomped his feet, but he didn't dare to come forward, and just retreated.

Then he stepped on a stone and fell backwards to the ground, and the sword flew out.

Zhou Yuan looked at him, shook his head and sighed: "An Fuman, look at your miserable appearance now, do you still remember yourself when you were young?"

An Fuman gritted his teeth, his face twisted, almost collapsed: "Zhou Yuan! Why do you want to make things difficult for me! You are already such a big shot, why do you still want to deal with me!"

"The world is so big, so what if you give me Guizhou!"

"Why are you...why are you so greedy, not leaving me any chance!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan hesitated for a long time before finally laughing out loud "Hahaha! Your idea is really strange!"

"For many years, you have lived like a local tyrant, treating the people under your rule like pigs and dogs, and you are still thinking about dividing the world."

"Unfortunately, this world does not belong to me, Zhou Yuan, or you, An Fuman. No one is qualified to divide it. It belongs to everyone."

Zhou Yuan shook his head and said, "It's meaningless to tell you this. You should face your own end."

He rushed up and broke An Fuman's calf with one foot, causing An Fuman to scream in pain.

At this moment, shouts were heard all around, and teams of Miao soldiers came along the river bank., dragons of fire lit up the whole world.

Grandpa Mu Rong and his men finally arrived.

But at this moment, they no longer needed to fight. What they needed to do was to judge.

Zhou Yuan picked up An Fuman and shouted, "No killing for surrender! No killing for surrender!"

Seeing this scene, the remaining Tusi soldiers who were still fighting knelt down helplessly.

Xiangshui Beach was occupied and controlled by Miao soldiers one by one.

Grandpa Murong hurried to Zhou Yuan, glanced at An Fuman, and said, "Duke, we are late, but fortunately nothing happened."

Zhou Yuan looked around, then slowly said, "Grandpa Murong, maintain order, organize the Miao soldiers to surrender, tie up all the surrendered soldiers, and control them."

"Also send out pursuers to search for deserters in the river and forests, and eliminate all evil."

Mu Rong nodded immediately and said, "No problem, Shuixi is our territory, no one can hide here."

He turned around and greeted them, and Zhou Yuan's 600 cavalrymen were able to rest. They were exhausted after traveling and fighting for so long.

An Fuman seemed to still have some energy. He recovered from the pain and begged, "Zhou Yuan, no... Lord, please spare my life and let me go!"

"I have no ambitions anymore. I don't dare to do anything. Please let me go and let me be an ordinary citizen!"

"I won't let you work in vain. I have money, millions of taels of silver, and I'll give them all to you."

"I'll also give you the more than 20 concubines in my mansion. They are very obedient, more obedient than dogs."

"I... I'll also give you my land, hundreds of thousands of acres, all to you."

"As long as, as long as you are willing to give me a way out."

He cried and shouted, tears and snot flowed, and he kept kowtowed to Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan looked at him calmly, and said coldly: "You are really a waste. Among all the opponents I have met in these years, you are the worst one."

"You don't even have the courage and grace to die, how can you succeed? You are not even as good as Zhang Bailong."

"Don't expect anything. Your life is burdened with too much injustice and hatred. Shuixi has been oppressed, exploited, and harmed for so many years. This justice comes too late, but it has come after all."

Zhou Yuan kicked him to the ground and heard cheers.

He looked back and saw a woman riding a horse next to the silver-shining river bank under the waning moon. Her dress fluttered and her long hair fluttered. She was as beautiful as a fairy descending from heaven.

His Cai Ni has arrived.

Shuixi's Yang Asha has arrived.