The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 1022 Chapter 1022: Dominance in the North (2)

"Wen Zheng and Zi Xiao are here. Where did you go just now? You can't find anyone."

Jiang Yanji's armor was all blood, fresh, and darkened, and she just came down from the battlefield.

The large knife beside her broke numerous openings, the edge of the blade was curled, and there was still a piece of minced meat hanging from it.

Jiang Yanji didn't realize it. He held a few gold ingots in his left hand and dozens of strings of Dongzhu in his right hand.

She was surrounded by large and small boxes, and each box was piled with countless gold and silver jewels, which made her eyes blind.

It's not over yet, and there are soldiers carrying the box over—

Seeing their laborious appearance, you can fully imagine the weight of the box.

Without exception, these boxes were all raided from the northern Xinjiang Guiyi and the imperial court.

The **** asked, "The city wall is just right, so I climbed up and took a look."

"What kind of scenery is so good?" Jiang Yanji hung dozens of strings of Dongzhu necklaces, each of which was round, plump, and lustrous, all of which were superb Dongzhu. But it's impossible to divide. "

The **** twitched the corners of his mouth.

After the fall of northern Xinjiang, the strong army she led will be recorded in history, but the protagonist said that there is always a lingering bandit.

They are regular troops, not all black people!

"Well--Northern Xinjiang is really rich and oily--I knew this before, and I should have been more aggressive before."

Jiang Yanji casually lost Dongzhu necklace and gold ingot.

Listening to the sound of the collision of objects, the audience raised their little hearts.

Prodigal son, accidentally broke what to do?

[Pyrotechnic Age]: Anchor, you put your hand in the box and stir it up. Let me see if it is the same as the TV show props. Such a large mouthful of boxes, is it true that the inside and the outside are the same, from the bottom of the box to the mouth, all genuine gold and silver jewelry?

[Yi Xia Ji Xing]: It must be true. This is not a TV series. It is impossible to have only the upper layer, and the bottom is hollow. If the northern Xinjiang spouse dare to fool the anchor with fakes, the anchor may catch them back from Lord Yan and give him a whip.

[Fairy Queen's Crimson]: Kiss yourself, you made a fortune, can the baby buy and buy on Double Eleven?

[Dance of Potus]: Find a anchor who can help your baby empty the shopping cart—

Jiang Yanji secretly pouted his lips. Beijiang will not put the fakes in the private storehouse of the Fuzhong. If the fakes are presented, there must be some people in the pocket. However, she has a tough governing army, and it is estimated that no one dares to do so. If anyone commits crimes, at least he is a little bit greedy.

There is no fish when the water is clear, and Jiang Yanji will not go too far.

As long as it is not a violation of principled discipline issues, such as gangster robbery, killing innocent people, she can open one eye and close the other.

The **** let out a smile, "It's not too late now--"

The northern court of the Northern Territory has been destroyed, and most of the noble lords are also in the royal city.

The rest are small tribes, which can be completely wiped out in a little time. Isn't all the money collected by the protagonist?

Jiang Yanji listened to these words and felt comfortable, but more comfortable things are still to come.

Jiang Nongqin wore an armor, walked with blood, and fisted, "See the lord at the end."

"Lieutenant Jiang, would you like to see if there is anything you like here, pick some back and reward the women camp officers."

Jiang Yanji greeted him warmly. In this battle, the women's battalion not only made great achievements in the frontal battlefield, but also made great achievements in logistics.

She won't treat her heroes, but--

It's too bold.

"The end will thank the hostess for his reward." Jiang Nongqin said, "Back to the host, the soldier found a rotten male corpse in the royal court. Cross-examining Gong'e carefully, only to discover the identity of the other party. "

"Look up and see—" Jiang Yanji raised an eyebrow and said, "Can it be the king of northern Xinjiang?"

The female barracks lifted up the stretcher, and the stretcher was covered with a thin quilt, so Rao couldn't hide the bad smell.

Jiang Yanji didn't feel bad, squatted down and opened the thin quilt, revealing the male body in a dragon robe.

But for a second, the dense body of barrage came over the sky, covering almost every corner of the screen.

The audience is also quite knowledgeable, but never seen a male body so severely rotten!

The taste is too heavy!

Most of the face was rotten, the corpse was overflowing, and the dense maggots crawled out of the exposed nostril and penetrated into the hole under the brow bone. The flesh was hardly a good piece. Take a closer look. The inside is also writhing white. Fat Ascaris. The neck and clavicle are almost rotten, and the flesh hangs unconsciously. You can see the tapeworm crawling up and down on the clavicle and neck bone--

Further down, the audience didn't dare to see it, and all vomited.

Jiang Yanji said calmly, "looking at this bone age, the age is in line--"

Jiang Nongqin also said with emotion, "I heard that the King of Northern Territory is also a generation of magnificent men, with a great reputation. I did not expect that he would be paralyzed by a stroke, starved to death on the bed, and the corpse rotted so that no one would accept it-such an end, it is really regrettable-"

Nine princes under his knees, each died terribly, even he ended up like this.

"Hello?" Jiang Yanji sneered, "If the troubled world lives like a mustard, if I fail, maybe he will be worse than the end."

Anyway, the King of Northern Territory can still leave the whole body.

In this troubled world, how many people have died without corpses.

Jiang Nong said, "The protagonist, Wu Yun Changlong, must live forever!"

Jiang Yanji laughed abruptly. "Carry it down and burn it. The decayed corpses are left behind, which is likely to cause disease and is not clean."

The corpse of the Northern Territory King was carried down, and Li Zhi brought in another four corpses.

"Who are they?"

One scorched corpse, one corpse has already appeared corpse spots, the other two flesh and blood are blurred, my mother can't recognize them when they come.

Li Yidao aside, "According to people's recognition, this corpse is the sixth son of the King of Northern Territory, this one is the third son. Seeing that the wound should have committed suicide, his body was discovered by soldiers from the prison in North Xinjiang. Gu are the eldest son and five sons of the King of the Northern Territory— "

Jiang Yanji silently calculated that all nine princes of northern Xinjiang were killed.

She rubbed her brows and waved, "Their corpses were also sent off and dealt with in a unified way."

The family pays attention to reunion and neatness.

Thinking of it that way, she felt kind.

Before long, Fu Wang came back to his life.

"Person, all the people have been arrested. Please check them."

In the city of Wangcheng, there may be more nobles than mosquitoes.

Fu Wang handed out a booklet detailing the names of all the northern power lords. The name was followed by the number of family members, and the total number was close to 15,000.

Jiang Yanji stood aside at a glance, with an indifferent expression, almost ruthless, she said, "The army has surrounded Wang Cheng with water, and now even mosquitoes can't fly out ... See you now! "

Fu Wang hugged his fist, "The general will command."

Lieutenant General left behind Fu Wang. After walking away, he hesitantly asked, "General, those people-all killed?"

Fu Wang raised his weapon with a sneer, "Don't listen to the protagonist? If there is a missing fish, I will raise my head to see her."

Northern Xinjiang: Liu Yan's kindness? Northern Xinjiang has a population of more than 1.6 million. After fighting, it is worth 900,000. Is this kindness?

Wei Ci: Certainly benevolent. After fighting for a year and a half in previous lives, it was less than half a million.

(End of this chapter)