Lu Yan stood on the high platform and could see through the many so-called chivalrous people below at a glance. During the gaze, he noticed the unique temperament.

Well? This woman seems familiar.

Duanmurong was staring at Lu Yan, but when she saw that he seemed to be looking here, she was shocked and turned her eyes away with guilt.

Lu Yan's eyes did not stop on Nian Duan. After glanced around, he continued to speak: "The second article announced today is that from now on, private fighting is prohibited. Killing and fighting are prohibited. According to the degree of terror and the impact caused, the minor punishment will be punished to serve labor, and the worst punishment will be punished as well as corporal punishment, and even worse, the death penalty will be directed."

"Dang thump"

A group of soldiers ran out from under the platform, arrayed with swords. A group of prisoners wearing prison clothes were pushed and followed by a group of executioners with wide arms and round waists.

"What?! This is what you want!"

"Isn't it going to kill someone?"

"This is Dongshi, this is too unlucky."

There was a sudden riot among the people. The people who were so excited about receiving rewards just now became ugly.

"Master, is he going to be here-"

Duanmurong looked at the executioner's sword, holding her hands together in front of her. The fear, despair and screams made her feel unbearable.

Nian Duan did not respond to her this time, but just looked at both sides of the high platform, where there were some people wearing official costumes, and they had not yet shown any performance.

"Private fights cause minor injuries, such as hair loss, breaking the skin and flesh, and bruising; causing serious injuries and physical disabilities, such as broken ears, nose, lips, and broken finger bones.

These two types are subject to two years of punishment, four years of punishment, and four years of punishment. If you use weapons during private fights, from long swords and iron swords to thin wooden sticks and needles, you will be punished with the first level.

If a fight causes death and is cut in half to the market, it will be like this at this moment."

With a command from Lu Yan, the soldiers below pressed a row of criminals down, and the executioner began to prepare for execution.

Many people are afraid of this bloody scene, but no one dares to run out on this occasion.

Some of the rangers gritted their teeth secretly, some were panicked directly, and a few of them cast hatred eyes on the top.

"Handan County, blacksmith hammered, killed the long bow of the guest who took the sword due to price changes on a certain month. The wound that killed was a sword wound, and the murderer was hammered to abandon the market."

"A Bing, a ranger in Yan State, fought with the Ranger Lao Qi of Handan on a certain day. He destroyed the restaurant and killed the shopkeeper.

The Rangers of Handan Lao Qi and the Rangers of Yan A Bing were all abandoned."

"West of Dabei City in Handan, on a certain day, the old beggar and Qi Shang Guard Arm fought with each other, and used a sharp sword to break his legs and his arms. The old beggar was sentenced to four years old in Guizhou, and was sentenced to death for the crime of sharp swords."

"……,death penalty."

"……,death penalty."

Lu Yan remembered what these people committed and how to punish them according to the law. In his cold and ruthless statement, the executioner below raised the knife in his hand.

"No, that person insulted me first, and I took action. I didn't want to kill anyone! I was wronged~"

"Give me your life, spare me your life~"

"Lu Yan, you are disregarding human life!"

"The Qin people are cruel. You will see the ancestors of my Zhao State. It will be revealed soon~"

In the crowd, a ranger couldn't help but move, "Well~ Damn Qin people!"

The person next to him grabbed his hand in time, "Don't be impulsive. Are you going to die?"

A sentence cooled down his companion's mind, and he warned: "There are not only Qin troops here, but also Luowang killers. Never act rashly."

"Hmph... These are all bloody men from my Zhao State. I was like this and I was a dog thief Lu Yan..."

Lu Yan had no choice but to hate these people's tragic tragedy. He waved his hand and cut off the Qinggan sword, "execute."

The machete entered the flesh and there was a soft sound when it touched the bone. Then a stranger's head was splattered with blood and rushed out, rolling on the ground and turning it over twice, completely stopping moving.

The people present saw such a scene and almost all their faces were so scared that they looked like earth and swallowed their saliva tremblingly.

Even though Duanmurong has been following his master to treat the injured and patients, she has never witnessed such a bloody scene with her own eyes.

"Lu Yan..."

She looked up again, trying to see Lu Yan even with a slight sympathy or regret, but unfortunately she didn't get what she wanted.

"Master, he is really? How could he be like this in the medical world?"

Nian Duan also looked at Lu Yan standing above, but compared to her disciples, her expression even seemed a little relaxed.

"Rong'er, I taught you before that hearing is false, seeing is true. Now I want to tell you that what you see with your own eyes is only perspective, not the truth."

"What I saw with my own eyes is just perspective, not the truth." Duanmurong frowned and pondered for a while, but shook her head and said, "Master, I don't understand."

"Then use the next time to figure it out."

"……Um."

This simple execution ground was removed, and the officials under the high platform who had not yet played a role began to post legal provisions on handling private fights.

Lu Yan said to the terrified crowd: "Everyone said that there are many generous and tragic people in Yanzhao, and many knights have been born here since ancient times.

How many of these people who have just been executed are rangers? What achievements have they made to the country? Have they ever protected ordinary people who cannot do martial arts? Dear people, you can think carefully about what kind of people these knights are.

All along, you are the ones who grow food, and those who eat food and pay to defend their country are the men of the frontier. What did these vagabonds who are not engaged in production do?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone drew his sword and unsheathed it.

"The evil words confuse the public! Lu Yan, you shameless person! Don't be confused by him!"

"Starting from Changping, I, the Zhao people and the Qin people, are irreconcilable~"

Among a large group of people, there were only two people who were not afraid of death, or who were blinded.

The Qin soldiers who were escorting the guards were about to arrest people, but Lu Yan signaled them not to move for the time being.

He looked at the two Zhao Xia with interest, invited each other and amplified his voice, "You two dare to stand up and refute me, probably because you have something to say. The people of Handan are here, and you two can proudly say what you have done for the country and the people."

The people around him consciously gave the two people a space, and their eyes were filled with different emotions.

"Are we not contributions to the heroic and righteousness, punishing evil and eliminating evil?"

"Punish evil and evil, except for evil and evil, whose surname is, what is the other party's name, what bad things have the other party done?"

"this……"

"These are all the great achievements of your ranger to become a hero. You won't forget it."

"How is it possible! We..."

"You can't say it! If you don't have to do birth, and if you want to survive, you have to devote yourself to the nobles. Without the nobles, you would rather wander than farm even if you are willing to farm even an inch of land. You can still eat, drink, and hold a three-foot sword in your hand, just to make yourself get something for nothing!"

Lu Yan became more and more excited as he spoke. The green sword in his hand shone brightly, "Who knows that he will not be suffering to the border court, even if he dies, he will still hear the fragrance of a chivalrous man."

The sword carries his strong spiritual will, and constructs this scene of fighting with the Huns for everyone present.

No matter how sacrifices the Qin people or Zhao people made in order to protect the land and relatives behind them.

There are 150,000 people, and more than 70,000 people buried their bones in the north.
Chapter completed!