"Wenzheng and Zixiao, you're here. Where did you go? I couldn't find you."
Jiang Pengji's armor was covered in blood. Some were fresh, some were dried and dark. She looked like she had just returned from the battlefield.
The broadsword beside her had countless cuts. The edge of the blade was curled up, and there were pieces of flesh hanging on it.
Jiang Pengji didn't feel anything. She held a few gold ingots in her left hand and a dozen strings of pearls in her right.
She was surrounded by chests of all sizes. Each chest was filled with countless gold, silver, and jewelry. They were so bright that they were blinding.
That was not the end of it. More soldiers came over with boxes.
Looking at their strenuous movements, one could imagine how heavy the boxes were.
Without exception, these boxes were looted from the private storehouses of the nobles and the royal family.
Qiguan Rang said, "The city wall has a nice view, so I climbed up to take a look."
"What view is so nice?" Jiang Pengji held a dozen strings of pearls in her hand. Each pearl was round and full, with a warm luster. They were all top-grade pearls. The audience in the streaming room shouted, "If you came a little later, you wouldn't get a share."
The corner of Qiguan Rang's mouth twitched.
Conquering the Northern Borderline and leading a strong army would be recorded in history. But when the lord said that, there was a lingering sense of banditry.
They were a regular army, not a mob!
"Tsk tsk … The Northern Borderline is really rich. If I had known, I would have been more ruthless."
Jiang Pengji threw the pearls and the gold ingots back.
Hearing the sound of the objects colliding, the audience's hearts were in their throats.
What if the wastrel accidentally broke it?
Fireworks Ji Yuan: "Streamer, put your hand into the box and stir it. Let me see if it's the same as the props in the TV series. It's such a big box. Is it possible that it's the same inside and out? From the bottom to the top, it's all real gold, silver, and jewelry? "
Yixia Jixing: "It must be real. This isn't a TV series. It can't be that there's only one layer on top and the bottom is all hollow. If the nobles of the Northern Borderline dared to deceive the streamer with fake goods, the streamer might drag them back from the King of Hell and whip their corpses. "
The Fairy Queen's Crimson: "Dear Brain Master, you've made a fortune. Can I buy, buy, buy, buy on Double Eleven?"
[Potus' Maumi]: "I'm looking for a streamer who can help me empty the shopping cart."
Jiang Pengji secretly curled her lips. The North borderline would not put fake goods in the private storage of the manor. If the goods presented were fake, someone must have pocketed it. However, she was strict with the army, so no one would dare to do such a thing. If someone committed a crime, they would at most be greedy for a small fortune.
If the water was too clear, there would be no fish. Jiang Pengji would not go overboard.
As long as it did not violate the principles of discipline, such as robbery or killing the innocent, she could turn a blind eye to it.
Qiguan Rang smiled and said, "It's not too late now."
The Northern Borderline Imperial Court had already been destroyed, and most of the nobles were in Wangcheng.
The rest were all small tribes that could be completely annihilated in a short amount of time. Wouldn't all the money they plundered belong to the lord?
Jiang Pengji felt comforted when she heard that, but the more comforting thing was yet to come.
Jiang Nongqin, dressed in armor, walked over with a bloody aura. She cupped her fists and said, "Greetings, my lord."
"Officer Jiang, do you want to come and see if there's anything you like here? You can pick some to reward the soldiers of the female camp."
Jiang Pengji greeted them warmly. In this battle, the female camp not only made great contributions on the battlefield, but they also made great contributions to the logistics.
She would not mistreat the meritorious service, but …
Her attitude was too bold.
"On behalf of the female camp, I thank my lord for the generous reward." Jiang Nongqin said, "My lord, the soldiers found a severely rotten male corpse in the imperial court. The male corpse was rotten and had maggots, but he was wearing clothes that looked like a dragon robe. After questioning the palace maids carefully, we found out his identity. "
"Bring him up for a look." Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and said, "Could it be the king of the North borderline?"
The soldiers of the female camp carried a stretcher up. The stretcher was covered with a thin blanket, but even so, it could not hide the overwhelming stench.
Jiang Pengji did not mind the stench. She squatted down and lifted the thin blanket, revealing the male corpse in the dragon robe.
In less than a second, densely packed bullet screens covered the sky and covered almost every corner of the screen.
The audience was experienced and knowledgeable, but they had never seen a male corpse that had rotted to such a serious extent!
The taste was too strong!
Half of his face had rotted away. Corpse fluid flowed everywhere. Densely packed maggots crawled out of his half-exposed nose bone and burrowed into the hole below his brow bone. There was almost no part of his skin and flesh that was unscathed. Upon closer inspection, there were also white and fat maggots wriggling inside. His neck and collarbone were almost rotten. His skin and flesh hung unstably. One could vaguely see maggots crawling up and down his collarbone and neck bone …
Further down, the audience did not dare to watch at all. They all went to vomit.
However, Jiang Pengji said calmly, "Looking at the age of his bones, his age does match …"
Jiang Nongqin also sighed with emotion. "I heard that the king of the North borderline was also an ambitious and ruthless man of his generation. I did not expect him to suffer a stroke and be paralyzed. He starved to death on his bed. His corpse had rotted to this extent, but no one collected it. This kind of ending is really sad …"
Each of his nine princes had died a tragic death. Even he had ended up in such a state.
"Sad?" Jiang Pengji sneered. "In troubled times, human life is like grass. If I fail, I may end up worse than him."
No matter what, at least the king of the North borderline would have a complete corpse.
In troubled times, many people died without a complete corpse.
Jiang Nongqin said, "My lord, your martial arts are prosperous. You will certainly live a long and peaceful life!"
Jiang Pengji could not help but laugh. "Carry it down and burn it. Leaving a rotting corpse will easily cause an epidemic. It's not clean."
The corpse of the king of the North borderline was carried down. Liyun brought up another four corpses.
"Who are they?"
One was charred, another had livor mortis, and the other two were badly mutilated. Even their own mothers would not be able to recognize them.
Liyun, who was at the side, said, "According to identification, this charred corpse is the sixth son of the king of the North borderline. This is the third son. Looking at the wounds, they probably committed suicide. His corpse was found by the soldiers in the prison of the North borderline. The other two are the eldest and fifth sons of the king of the North borderline."
Jiang Pengji silently calculated in her heart. All nine princes of the North borderline had died in battle.
She rubbed her brows and waved her hand. "Send their corpses down and deal with them together."
A family was particular about reunion and tidiness.
Thinking about it this way, she felt that she was quite kind.
Not long after, Fu Wang came over to report.
"My lord, all the people have been captured. Please make an inventory."
In a place like Wangcheng, the number of nobles might be more than the number of mosquitoes.
Fu Wang handed over a booklet. In it, the names of all the nobles of the North borderline were recorded in detail. Following the names were the number of their family members. The total number was close to 15,000.
Jiang Pengji glanced at it briefly and put it aside. Her expression was cold and almost emotionless. She said, "The army has surrounded Wangcheng so tightly that not even a drop of water can trickle through. Now, even a mosquito can't fly out … If there are any fish that slip through the net, Fu Wang, bring your head to see me!"
Fu Wang cupped his fists and said, "This subordinate obeys."
The deputy general followed behind Fu Wang and left. After walking far away, he asked hesitantly, "General, those people … Have they all been killed?"
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