Daqin: A buff of incredible comprehension

The official glanced at the terrified crowd and said, "Today, I want to show you whether my reason is stronger than He Bo's or whether He Bo is more powerful!"

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With a loud bang, a solid iron bullet was quickly launched, causing a two-meter-high splash on the river surface, and the waves took a long time to subside.

The onlookers were terrified, almost wanting to kneel down and beg for mercy. He Po's eyes widened, also shocked by the powerful force of the artillery.

"Tie a few stones to the old woman's legs so she can't sink and miss Lord Hebo."

"Sir..." He Po was frightened out of her wits.

It was obvious that the official wanted to take her life.

He Po quickly pleaded, "You can't do that. Wait until I perform the ritual for seventy days, and then He Bo Ye will definitely appear."

"I have conveyed your message. What else is there to do?"

"Let's go, don't waste everyone's time."

"Don't you want to go? No problem, I'll give you a ride."

The officer pointed to a spot on the high ground and said, "Set up a wooden frame there and tie up the woman."

He Po kept begging, but the guards had already started dragging her away.

The heads of the village, the village head, and the elders all turned pale. If it weren't for the soldiers guarding the area, they would have fled long ago. To build the altar, a large amount of stone and wood had been piled up. Soon, He Po was tied up tightly and carried to the edge of the altar.

"Let's fire."

Tian Zhou adjusted the artillery, but hesitated at the last moment.

Hepo struggled violently, with linen stuffed in her mouth, but her eyes were full of a strong will to survive.

The officer took the torch and lit the cannon.

After a while,

The river lady standing at the highest point flew backwards along with the huge wooden stake in an instant, and her body scattered on the river surface like minced meat.

Everyone shuddered involuntarily and looked at the official again with eyes filled with fear.

The official said coldly, "How dare you cheat in front of me?"

"Is anyone going to ask He Bo for help again?" he shouted angrily.

A pavilion chief was almost out of his mind:

"Sir, I am guilty. I shouldn't have been so obsessed with money as to collude with that evil man. But besides collecting

"When I went to clean up her body, I discovered that there was almost no intact part of her body. She must have been tortured to death!"

"Woooooooo..."

"That old woman Li spread rumors throughout the village, saying that I was disrespectful to the gods and that was why I was suffering this retribution."

"She also said that my daughter had evil intentions and had clung to powerful people, which was why she ended up like this. She said it was her own fault."

"How blind God is!"

"How could you confuse right and wrong and make me **!"

The old man knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly: "Please, sir, make the decision for me."

The commander sighed deeply and shook his head heavily.

"Is this a calamity of fate?"

"Is this her retribution?"

"You are just low-level officials, yet you are so powerful that you can cover up everything here. You are worse than dogs!"

The guards were horrified when they heard this and immediately fell to the ground, not daring to even breathe.

"Come, take them to see the river god."

The commander gave orders in a low voice.

"Sir, spare your life!"

"Please spare me! I know I was wrong!"

"Please hand us over to the court for punishment. We are willing to plead guilty!"

The head of the pavilion, the head of the village and the two elders were terrified.

The commander's eyes were cold and showed no mercy at all as he watched the guards tie these people back to the altar.

"Senior Brother Zhang..."

"I'll do this myself."

The commander finally understood the true nature of Hepo and the others, and could no longer show them mercy. He, a man who had endured hardship and begged for food, knew how fearful the petty officials of the village were. It was too easy to force someone to their death if they did something bad.

Who would have thought that such a thing would happen near Xianyang.

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Three consecutive cannon shots blasted flesh and blood everywhere, staining the entire altar red as blood continued to flow.

Thousands of villagers witnessed this bloody scene, and no one spoke for a long time.

"It seems that Chen Fuling accidentally entered the Shadow Village, and the local sages used their clone techniques."

The officer said this jokingly, without any ripples in his heart.

These grassroots officials and village elders have formed a close chain of interests based on the belief in the river god. If they are not eliminated, who knows how much more evil they will do in the future.

"Huh? Doesn't it mean that everyone here can escape?"

He deliberately opened his eyes wide and looked carefully at the debris on the messy altar.

"Come here, bring two buckets of rice soup! I want to break this witchcraft!"

He turned to Master Zhang and said, "Turn the cannons around and aim them at the temple."

"I'm a representative of the Imperial Court, demonstrating the royal majesty. That river god is nowhere to be seen. Is he just there to watch the fun?"

The guards carried the pungent smell of manure carefully through the ruined area.

Broken bones and fragments of internal organs were everywhere, and the strong stench in the air was extremely oppressive. Despite this terrifying environment, the two men walked firmly. After all, they were following a person who could not be offended.

"Sir, are you going to fall down from here?"

The two came to the edge of the altar and looked down at the rushing Wei River below.

Hold the spoon tightly in your hand, take a deep breath, and then pour the feces down.

A yellow, turbid substance drifted downstream, and a strong stench was carried by the wind.

The officer also covered his nose and took a few steps back.

Many villagers were whispering, looking frightened and uneasy.

"Give it a special taste and it will reveal its true form!"

The officer's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to be heard by those around him.

Even after all the manure was drained out, the muddy river water remained the same as usual.

"You lazy bastard, you're even more patient than me!" The officer curled his lips.

"Is the artillery ready?" Master Tian replied, "Yes."

He picked up a torch and pointed it at the temple, cursing, "You old thief, River God, eat shit!"

The people live in hardship and still have to provide for your offerings.

You eat the offerings from the people and don't care about their peace.

The people no longer fear this evil god! The commander lit the ** rope.

Suddenly a strong wind blew up and dust flew everywhere.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the wind carried sand and gravel that hit the artillery.

The officer had to turn his head away.

"The river god has appeared!"

"Stop now and beg the river god for mercy!" The crowd knelt down and kowtowed continuously.

Master Tian reminded the commander, who looked up at the sky. The guards also panicked and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

Lightning flashed suddenly.

The commander remained standing.

The people fled in all directions, and some cried out, "Thunder will strike!"

"Don't be afraid! If I really get hit, the imperial court will send 50 people to dig ditches and divert river water to irrigate the farmland!" "I just don't believe in evil, I dare to fight Lao Qin head-on!

At a distance of less than a hundred meters, the artillery's accuracy was remarkably reliable. A single strike destroyed the tall, ornate door lintel, sending bricks and tiles flying everywhere.

"Keep reloading and aim at the statue of Habaek."

General Zheng immediately gave the order.

"Yes!"

Tian Zhou and others did not dare to dissuade him and had to obey orders.

The artillery fire fired three times, not only destroying a corner of the magnificent hall, but also finally hitting the statue inside the hall accurately. The majestic dragon head instantly rolled down from the shrine and shattered; the originally tall body was also half collapsed, revealing the muddy interior.

"You evil He Bo, why don't you thunder now? Come and show me a noise!" General Zheng raised his head and challenged with an arrogant voice.

The scene was completely silent, and everyone's expressions were extremely complicated. Although disrespect for the gods and spirits was not uncommon, no one dared to imagine General Zheng openly attacking the temple and provoking the gods!

"My fellow countrymen."

General Zheng bowed to all four of them and said, "I am the military governor of the Imperial Household Department. Whether you recognize this position or not, I have made a decision today - building waterwheels along the Wei River will benefit both the country and the people."

"Whoever dares to stop me again, no matter whether you are a god or a monster, will have to take a few shots from me! Whoever dares to make trouble in the future will have to bear the consequences!" He pointed at the wreckage on the altar and shouted sternly, "Okay, let's go." General Zheng swung his sleeves and caught a glimpse of an old farmer looking at him anxiously.

General Zheng ordered his guards, "Go tell Commander Zhao that the Black Ice Platform is responsible for supervising officials and investigating who killed my father-in-law's daughter and who is secretly condoning the crime."

"Don't worry, old sir, I will definitely give you justice." After saying that, General Zheng left with his guards in a majestic manner.

Before leaving the city, General Zheng asked Tian Zhou to return the cannon to the iron smelting workshop and went home himself.

Seeing General Zheng ride away as if nothing had happened, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. The guards discussed today's actions, and some sighed.

"Master Chen..." One guard sighed, unsure how to respond. Some worried that using firearms privately would get them into trouble. After all, the Emperor strictly controlled their use, and unauthorized use was a serious offense.

But Tian Zhou was unfazed, believing his superiors had a plan. Even Habaek could be publicly criticized, and his temple had been destroyed, yet he remained unscathed. Who else could possibly challenge his position?

As night fell, the red shadow of the horse's hooves slowly moved forward, and General Zheng walked towards home.

In front of the door, a figure kept lingering, looking inside. "Isn't this Han Xin?" General Zheng smiled and jumped off his horse. He originally wanted to approach secretly, but was noticed by Han Xin.

"Uncle is back." Han Xin turned around and greeted him with a smile.

"Why are you pacing here?" asked General Zheng.

"Mother invited Uncle to our house for the new house banquet. I just saw that the foundation of the vacant land in Uncle's house has been laid, but no construction has started. I guess there is not enough cement. But you gave me 300 kilograms of cement to repair the new wall of my house. I am so grateful."

"Nothing, the new house naturally needs to be cleaned up." General Zheng laughed heartily, "And three hundred kilograms is enough. If I were to build it, I'm afraid even ten thousand kilograms wouldn't be enough."

That piece of land, it turned out, had been reserved for a building, a part of a lost youth. "Back then, before I got married, I always wanted to do something," General Zheng sighed. "I thought I could spend time with the prince."

But now it seemed those thoughts had become illusions. The Empress was fiery and aggressive, and Wang Shi was equally difficult to deal with. If the entertainment center were built, there would be no peace in the house.

Han Xin suddenly picked up an exquisite bronze mirror that had fallen out of his arms, wiped it clean, and put it back. General Zheng smiled.