Qin Huaidao and Luo Zhang took down about twenty people in an instant, both in the light and in the dark. When the remaining ten people saw that something was wrong, they yelled and fled in all directions. Qin Huaidao chased them, and his crossbow arrows were like meteors, killing several people.
Luo Zhang also chased several people and stabbed them to death.
The remaining few people escaped from the courtyard, but were greeted by dozens of guards, each of whom was a veteran of hundreds of battles who had followed Qin Qiong in the world. They cooperated closely and attacked fiercely. In a short time, they killed all the murderers, and no one escaped.
"Here comes a team of people." Luo Zhang chased him out and shouted, then he turned and walked towards the backyard.
Jia Youcai followed him into the backyard with about ten people. He was shocked when he saw the corpses on the ground, but he didn't ask any more questions.
Qin Huaidao didn't chase him out just now, but stayed behind to collect arrows and hide them, and stabbed the wound with a sword, creating the illusion of stabbing the murderer to death with a sword. The crossbow must not be exposed. When he saw Luo Zhang coming back with his men, he ordered: "Will
The bodies will be taken out and the survivors will be interrogated immediately, and the weapons will be kept for your use."
"Here!"
Jia Youcai bowed down to accept the order. He was a veteran and knew what to do. He took them all down in a short time.
"Are you okay?" Qin Huaidao looked at Luo Zhang.
"It's okay. Thank you for your concern, cousin. Did your cousin use a crossbow just now?" Luo Zhang asked curiously.
"Yes, you like it?"
"Hey!" Luo Zhang smiled sheepishly.
"I like giving it to you, but I can't expose it."
"Save it! According to the law of the Tang Dynasty, holding a crossbow is a felony."
Qin Huaidao was very happy. This boy fought hard enough. The killers just now were stronger than the ones he met yesterday. They were not afraid of a challenge of thirty. His brain was not stupid and he could be used in a big way. He found the crossbow and gave it to the opponent.
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"Thank you, cousin." Luo Zhang was overjoyed and couldn't put it down holding the crossbow.
Qin Huaidao saw that the other party was not very good at using it. After all, it was a thing from later generations. It was different from the common crossbows in the Tang Dynasty. After taking it for a drill, he said: "This is a crossbow gun. It can be fired ten times in a row. After that, the arrow box needs to be replaced. The second
Ten-meter range, remember, once exposed, the consequences will be endless."
"Remember." Luo Zhang said solemnly.
"Find a place to hide. If someone comes again, he will be killed without mercy. I will go and see the prisoners." Qin Huaidao warned, and hurriedly left with his sword.
Not long after, Qin Huaidao came to a side hall in the front yard. The nursing home was interrogating. When Jia Youcai saw Qin Huaidao coming, he hurried forward to greet him and said, "Young Master, he is a dead soldier. I'm afraid it will not be easy to pry his mouth open."
Qin Huaidao stepped forward and saw a nurse beating one of the survivors violently, and the remaining survivors were tied up with five flowers. However, each of them looked indifferent, their eyes were dull, and they looked like they were waiting to die. The one who was beaten did not howl, dodge, or beg for mercy.
, gritted his teeth and endured it, not caring at all.
It is impossible for a person who wants to die to speak.
Qin Huaidao shouted: "Stop, I will teach you an interrogation method."
Everyone stopped one after another and looked at Qin Huaidao with some surprise. Isn't interrogation just about beating him to death until he is willing to speak? What means are needed?
"Interrogation is a skill. Beating people is the most superficial and unskilled. It's okay to deal with ordinary people, but it's definitely not good to deal with dead soldiers. Who can go find some paper and bring a bucket of water." Qin Huaidao explained.
Someone immediately took the order and hurried away.
Qin Huaidao continued: "Bring a bench and tie the person to the bench."
Not long after, someone brought a long rope and tied a prisoner to a stool, with his head facing upwards and his hands and feet fixed.
Qin Huaidao stepped forward and said indifferently: "I know you have strong bones and would rather die than give in. Let's play a game. Wet the paper and stick it on your face. It will make it difficult for you to breathe. The more paper is stuck on your face, the harder it will be to breathe until you die of suffocation.
Let’s see how many you can bear and how long it lasts. We have time to play slowly.”
"Come on, I'm afraid you won't succeed." The other party shouted.
Others are a little confused. Stickers can make dead soldiers surrender, right?
Where do these people know that this method is the most test of a person's willpower and endurance? Death is not terrible. It can be done with one knife. In the blink of an eye, you will not know anything else. But who can bear to be suffocated to death slowly? This kind of prolongation of death
The pain is simply inhuman torture. The lack of blood supply to the brain caused by hypoxia and the feeling of mental breakdown are unbearable even by specially trained soldiers.
Soon, someone brought yellow paper. It looked very rough, not as delicate as white paper, and was barely enough. Qin Huaidao did not accept it, but asked: "Who is usually responsible for more interrogations?"
"Young Master, I." A dark, thin, middle-aged man came out. He was not tall and his eyes were a little cold.
"Here, first wet a piece of paper and stick it on the other person's face."
"Here."
The other party agreed, then wet the paper and carefully placed it on the other person's face. The wet paper stuck to his face, cutting off the air and sight. The killer became inexplicably uneasy and blew hard, trying to blow the paper away, but in vain.
Qin Huaidao said indifferently: "Come again!"
"Here!"
Soon, another one was posted, but the killer was still stubborn and screamed strangely. After a few pieces of paper, his brain began to lack oxygen and his willpower loosened. He opened his mouth desperately and tried to breathe. Unfortunately, the air was cut off, and he couldn't push the paper with his tongue.
Yes, this feeling of not being able to die and living alive is the most torturous and can drive people crazy.
Soon, the other party suffered a mental breakdown due to the suffocation caused by lack of oxygen. His lungs were about to explode. His whole body seemed to be squeezed and rubbed by an invisible force. He wished he could be freed immediately, but he couldn't. He felt aggrieved and collapsed.
Despair and other emotions welled up in my heart.
Soon, a strong desire to survive surged into his heart, and the killer yelled at the top of his lungs, shaking his head wildly.
When Qin Huaidao saw that it was almost done, he asked someone to tear open the paper.
The other party was breathing heavily, and his face was cyanotic, like a fish that jumped ashore and was exposed to the sun. The look of fear and despair made everyone's scalp numb, and they began to breathe hard, as if they themselves were suffocating due to lack of oxygen.
After a while, Qin Huaidao said coldly: "Tell me, do you want to try again?"
"I said... I said... we are dead soldiers of the Wang family." The other party's eyes were filled with fear and he was already broken.
"Kill them all and hand them over to the government."
Qin Huaidao had already made a guess, but he just wanted to verify it. He turned around and left without saying anything. He wrote down the account with great anger in his heart.
Jia Youcai chased him out and asked, "Young Master, don't you need to leave your Majesty alive?"
"It's useless to just rely on the killer's words. The Wang family can completely refute that they are not theirs, and even bite back and accuse us of frame-up, and organize people to put pressure on the Holy One, asking the Holy One to punish us severely, which is counterproductive. Let's slowly find the Wang family for this debt.
Forget it, I won't cause trouble to the Holy One." Qin Huaidao said and walked away. Since he didn't want to get too involved with Li Er, he naturally couldn't take the initiative to stick to him.
"But the Wang family is powerful, and the Qin family alone might..."
"Believe me!" Qin Huaidao walked away without looking back.
"Here!"
Jia Youcai bowed, his eyes eager and excited.
Until Qin Huaidao's back disappeared behind the courtyard gate, Jia Youcai clenched his fists, his eyes were wet, and he couldn't help himself. He murmured to himself: "General, you have a successor!"