Chapter 1657 Su Tianzheng
The troops of Wuxiang City jumped out from the time and space channels one after another, and soon surrounded Thunder City, surrounding all the Qianyang tribe's large armies that were raging in Thunder City.
Over the Thunder City, three great suns fell, and the Qianyang tribe's army was leaderless. They all panicked and put aside their efforts to capture the Thunder tribe members, and fled in groups. However, they have no way to escape now. The Qianyang army at this time is just like the residents of Thunder City at that time.
The mysterious man in green held up the dying Ding Wenjia, and his majestic magic power quickly removed the Yang energy from Ding Wenjia's body. Ding Wenjia's appearance gradually returned to normal, and she was no longer a dying old woman. Ding Wenjia saw the troops emerging around him, looked at the logo of their army, and said in surprise: "It's not Guanghao's army! It's Wuxiang's army!"
"Yes, it's our phaseless army."
The man in green looked at the high-hanging Thunder clan members and the completely destroyed city of Thunder City, with faint anger beating in his eyes. He patted Ding Wenjia on the shoulder and said: "Girl, the city lord fled and the defenders collapsed. You are the only one who is still fighting hard. You are good. Now that our Wuxiang Army has taken over, we will help you with your hatred." "Report."
As he spoke, the man in green waved his sleeves and shouted.
"The phaseless army! Attack!"
The man in green gave the order, and the phaseless army surrounding Thunder City immediately attacked in unison. The densely packed army of formless soldiers, the soldiers with the lowest level of cultivation all had the peak level of cultivation, and there were even eight Mahayana monks leading the group. Facing the leaderless Qianyang army, it was simply unstoppable. The Qianyang army was defeated in one blow, and soon evolved into a shapeless army that searched and captured the Qianyang army with a broken liver and gallbladder.
Ding Wenjia saw the situation reversed, then glanced at the man in green next to him, feeling infinitely overwhelmed in his heart. The man's gentle and strong hands made her feel extremely at ease, and she couldn't help but ask: "Junior Ding Wenjia, do you dare to ask for your name?"
The man in green clothes said with a kind smile: "There is no need to call me sir, you and I are all compatriots of the spiritual power clan, and there is no distinction between high and low in Wuxiang City, as long as the peers are commensurate. I am Su Tianzheng, commander of the east city army of Wuxiang City. "
"Commander Su..."
Ding Wenjia looked at his trembling hands. The memory of fighting the Qianyang Army and fighting the three Xuantian monks just now was as unreal as a dream. Now that she thought about it carefully, she felt that all this was too fantastic. Where did she get such a powerful power? How could she, a member of the spiritual tribe, use such a profound law of gravity?
"mine……"
Before Ding Wenjia finished speaking, Su Tianzheng stopped her.
"Let's not mention your power for now. You are not at fault. You have done a good job. Just watch quietly as we deal with these evil thieves of the Qianyang tribe."
Su Tian was confident and sat in the sky above Thunder City, watching silently as the Wuxiang City army rescued groups of suffering Thunder tribesmen and beat groups of Qianyang tribesmen until they surrendered. Soon, under the suppression of absolute power, the remnants of the Qianyang tribe in Thunder City were escorted in front of Su Tianzheng.
Looking at these terrified prisoners of the Qianyang tribe, Ding Wenjia felt infinite hatred in her heart. She really wanted to tear them all into pieces and turn them into rain of blood to pay homage to the Thunder tribe members who died in this battle. But now Su Tianzheng was in control of the situation, and she did not dare to make any mistakes. She could only stand beside Su Tianzheng with gritted teeth, trembling as she looked at these people.
Su Tianzheng noticed her anger and asked softly: "The Qianyang army has committed many crimes. How does Miss Ding want us to deal with these people?" Ding Wenjia gritted his teeth and said: "The Qianyang clan has been brutalizing my spiritual clan for a long time, and there have been countless compatriots. They died tragically in their hands, and with the massacre of countless members of my clan, of course I want them all to die without their bodies intact!"
Su Tianzheng couldn't help but shake his head.
"I'm afraid I can't help Miss Ding fulfill this wish."
Ding Wenjia couldn't help asking: "Why?"
"Although the Qianyang tribe has brutalized our compatriots for a long time, according to the rules of Wuxiang City, the four major races will all be one family in the future and can no longer have hatred. All tribesmen captured by the army of Wuxiang City must be sent back to Wuxiang City with preferential treatment. Settling down in Xiangcheng, I will give them a worry-free rest of their lives.”
"What!"
Ding Wenjia was extremely angry and couldn't help but scream.
"Are they worthy of being evil pig thieves like them?"
"Why? They have harmed so many of our clansmen! They have killed so many of our relatives and friends, and have forced my spiritual clan into such a situation..." Ding Wenjia became more and more excited as she spoke, bursting into tears, and complained with grief and anger: "Why did they do such bad things? How can we live the rest of our lives without worries? What about the rest of their lives? Murderers are always killed, so how can we let them go and treat them preferentially? ?”
Su Tianzheng looked at Ding Wenjia's sad accusation and sighed: "I also think it is too merciful to let them go like this. There is a saying that being kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself."
"Little Lord!"
The Mahayana deputy commander on the side quickly remonstrated: "The city lord has made a military order not to harm the prisoners! If the city lord finds out about this, we will kill all the prisoners, and the city lord will deal with you!"
Hearing this, Su Tianzheng sighed again.
"Yes, we have to give the city lord an explanation. Then kill half and keep the other half. We must make these Qianyang tribesmen pay the price for their atrocities in the past and today."
"Little Lord……"
Su Tianzheng waved his hand: "No need to say more! I will bear all the consequences!"
Then Su Tianzheng looked at the soldiers following him and said loudly: "I know you don't want to let these beasts go, so go ahead and kill them! You have my permission, Su Tianzheng, and you are not guilty! Do it! "
"As you command!"
The surrounding army shouted loudly, and then pairs of red eyes locked onto the trembling captives. Then, the army rushed into the Ganyang captives like hungry wolves, blood splashed in the air, and screams echoed over the Thunder City.
Ding Wenjia did not move. She quietly admired the miserable death of the Ganyang people, and an inexplicable joy surged in her heart. She turned to look at Su Tianzheng, who also had a happy face, and said with admiration: "Commander Su, thank you, thank you so much."
"You're welcome, this is what I want to do."
Su Tianzheng waved his hand: "But it's really boring to just look at these. These people are just accomplices and not real criminals. Next, how about I take Miss Ding to see the truly vicious criminals in the history of my spiritual power clan? I believe that with such a strong racial integrity like Miss Ding, she will definitely want to kill this evil thief with her own hands to commemorate the countless innocent souls of my spiritual power clan who died."
Ding Wenjia patted his chest and said in a sonorous voice: "Of course! If there is such an evil thief, I, Ding Wenjia, will never forgive him. Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will try my best to make him pay the price! Commander Su can order me! I, Ding Wenjia, will do my duty!"
"No, no."
Su Tianzheng smiled and said: "It's not that dangerous. He is just a lamb to be slaughtered now."