Chapter 575 Trial

In the camp, Zhang Zhen'e, who was tied up, was escorted to arrive.

Snapped.

Zhang Zhen'e was thrown to the ground. He seemed to be still drunk and looked confused.

Lingyang, which was guarded by millions of soldiers and was strictly guarded by horses and horses, was captured by a surprise attack overnight, leaving everyone in a state of confusion.

"Zhang Zhen'e, I've heard about his name for a long time." Ye Fan's voice woke him up. Zhang Zhen'e raised his head and glanced around, only to see many Nanchuan senior officials.

His eyes moved, and when he saw Ye Mou, Zhang Zhen'e trembled: "General Ye..."

"Zhang Zhen'e, why didn't you answer the call?" Ye Mou was obviously furious, "Why, you don't even recognize me?"

"I don't dare." Zhang Zhen'e shook his head quickly, and when he was about to explain, Ye Fan spoke up first.

"Everyone has his own ambition, and it is natural that he should not be called."

"Marshal Ye, Zhang Zhen'e has retired for many years and is no longer a member of the Imperial Army."

The words had some profound meaning, Ye Mou hesitated, did not speak anymore, and took a step back. oeI

The atmosphere in the hall obviously changed, and Zhang Zhen'e also felt something bad, and he knelt down quickly: "Master Tiangong, Zhang Zhen'e is willing to lead the entire Lingyang Army to surrender!"

"Now the Lingyang Army will surrender to me without your leadership." Ye Fan replied, patting the table gently. Behind the scenes, Zhu Bai walked out and came to stand behind Ye Fan.

"Zhu Bai, why are you..." Zhang Zhen'e's face turned a little ugly when he saw Zhu Bai.

"Compared to you, God has earth-shattering ambitions." Zhubai replied with a calm face: "I was determined to learn when I was fifteen years old. I read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles, in order to one day put what I have learned into practice, not Drunk to death in a pond of wine and a forest of meat.”

Hearing this, Zhang Zhen'e choked up and saw Mark by chance, only to find that there was something cold in Mark's eyes.

"God, are you going to kill me?" With some fear in his heart, Zhang Zhen'e said bluntly: "Although I did not accept Marshal Ye Mou's order, I am not an enemy of Nanchuan."

"I am not a hero like God. I just want to stay in Lingyang and have no intention of competing for supremacy. In the eyes of God, is this also a capital crime?"

"In my eyes, it's a capital crime." Ye Fan replied, his eyes cold.

"Why?" Zhang Zhen'e couldn't believe it, "What I did was even lighter than that of the Governor of Nanchuan, Pai Zuzi. When God took Nanchuan, he did not punish Pai Zuzi but instead reused him. When it came to me, he said I was a capital offender. "

"It sounds like you know a lot about me."

"No wonder you dare to indulge in such joy."

Ye Fan replied, looking at Zhang Zhen'e who couldn't accept it, and snorted slightly:

"Zhang Zhen'e, although I am easy to kill, I don't distinguish between right and wrong."

"During his tenure as governor, Zuo Zuzi had no great achievements and could not be said to have served the human race. He devoted himself to governing Nanchuan. He became an enemy of me for the sake of the people. I will not kill him. It is reasonable."

"And what about you? Zhang Zhen'e, what did you do during your tenure?"

"I haven't done anything, I have no merit, and I'm not the worst." Zhang Zhen'e replied.

"It's easy to say." Ye Fan shook his head and tossed out a bag of things. "Take a good look. This is something I can buy casually on the streets of Lingyang."

Snapped.

The thing fell in front of him. Zhang Zhen'e was stunned. He picked it up and tore it open. It was a bag of white powder. He was a little confused. He stretched out his finger and put it into his mouth. His expression changed immediately.

Halfway through the words, Zhang Zhen'e seemed to wake up with a start, choked on his words, and kowtowed repeatedly: "God, I know I was wrong!"

"As an important minister, if you make a mistake, you will be punished by death. If you have no merit, it is the biggest mistake."

Ye Fan spoke meaningfully and shook his head again: "It's useless for you to admit your mistakes to me. I won't give you a chance to change. Nanchuan doesn't need people like you."

"I really knew I was wrong!" He said silently. Seeing that Ye Fan really wanted to kill him, Zhang Zhen'e also panicked and said hurriedly: "God, I was once a member of the Heavenly Royal Army. Seeing as I have worked hard and bloody for the human race on the front line. For the sake of a few years, spare my life!"

After talking, Ye Fan didn't respond. Zhang Zhen'e quickly looked at Ye Mou and wanted to step forward but was stopped by the guard: "Old general, help me!"

"I still have my mother, wife and children. If I die, they won't know how to survive in this troubled world!"

"I can't die!"

After all, he was a former subordinate. Ye Mou obviously couldn't bear this scene. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he saw Ye Fan shaking his head lightly at him, he struggled.

"You have retired for many years and are no longer a member of the Heavenly Royal Army."

For a while, Ye Mou just said one sentence, sighed deeply, then stepped back a few steps and disappeared into the crowd.

"No!" Ye Mou disappeared, and Zhang Zhen'e became even more panicked. He looked around and found that everyone was indifferent to each other. Finally, he turned his attention to Zhu Bai again.

This was the last straw. Zhang Zhen'e opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Zhu Bai said: "Zhang Zhen'e, I won't say anything for you."

One sentence was like a basin of cold water being poured down on him. Zhang Zhen'e visibly froze, and his whole person seemed to turn into a wood sculpture.

It wasn't until the guards came to pull him down that he seemed to have gone crazy and kept saying: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"I don't want to die!"

"..."

Begging for mercy was of course useless. Soon, the guards dragged him down, and soon, wailing sounds could be heard outside.

As the voice fell, there was silence in the hall, but Mark didn't seem to care much and waved everyone away.

Zhubai did not retreat, and the two were silent for a long time. Ye Fan suddenly asked: "Zhubai, did you just want to beg for mercy for him?"

"God has a sharp eye." Zhu Bai replied: "Although Zhang Zhen'e is stupid, he was the one who promoted me to his side."

"Although he didn't listen to me, he still had a favor for me..."

"Why didn't you say it just now?" Ye Fan asked.

After saying this, Zhu Bai shook his head, looked outside the door, and said lightly: "If I said it, God might keep him, but in that case, I'm afraid my weight in God's heart would be insignificant."

"Nanchuan is like a sleeping dragon. Now that the sleeping dragon has awakened, there will be a steady stream of talented people in the future. I need God's use to realize my ambitions in the future."

He didn't have to execute Zhang Zhen'e, but now that the situation has risen, he needs to unite so many people and horses, work together, and move forward bravely.

Nanchuan has been at peace for a long time, and many people are not sober, and death is the most sobering punishment.

...

"Boy, I've recovered a little."

In the Beast Taming Space, the full Qiongqi was picking his teeth out of boredom, looking at Ye Fan who was practicing quietly there, and seemed to be curious, so he came over with a huge bone.

"Boy, you practice so fast, you have already broken through the Star Glory..."

Boom.

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan's huge momentum rose to the sky.

"Well, it's already Star Glory." Qiongqi smacked his lips.

"Next time I practice, if you dare to disturb me again, I will never let you off easily." Ye Fan opened his eyes, slowly retracted his sharp momentum, and spoke lightly.

"Why do you always think I'm so weird?" Qiongqi replied, smiling flatteringly: "We've been getting along very well recently."

"You attack the city, I eat people, I eat people, you attack the city... At this rate, when you conquer more than a hundred provinces of the human race, I will definitely have recovered."

"By then, you will have your own territory and a powerful beast like me to help you. You will have no worries. You only need to practice quietly for a few years and you will be able to transcend."

"Don't give me that, Qiongqi, you are full of bad water." Ye Fan replied, but at this moment he suddenly remembered something , asked Qiongqi: "I've heard you talk about transcendence many times. It sounds like your master's transcendence is very important to you?"

"No." Qiongqi replied, but soon, seeing Ye Fan's sharp eyes, it was a little embarrassed, "I forgot about the soul contract."

Speaking of this, Qiongqi scratched his head, and stopped talking nonsense, and said seriously: "The mythical beasts born in ancient times are all derived from the way of heaven. Although they are extremely powerful, they are also restricted for life. It is both an advantage and a curse."

"The only way to lift the curse is to get help from a transcendent."