"That is the prince's trust. How can a subordinate dare not serve his orders wholeheartedly?" Xi Ning did not dare to look as cheerful as usual, but listening to this tone, it seems that he is not in danger of his life, right? He quickly stretched out his hand.
Not pregnant, he respectfully handed the certificate of credence to Yang Hong.
"Okay, how dare you not serve your orders wholeheartedly?" Yang Hong, who took the credentials and threw it to the soldiers around him without looking at it, couldn't help laughing. Before his laughter stopped, Yang Hong suddenly raised his big hand.
When he got up, he saw a whip shadow like black lightning slapping directly towards Xi Ning who was standing in front of him.
Yang Hong has been leading troops in border towns all year round. Although he is now in his sixtieth year, he can still ride a fast horse and shoot a strong bow. A few months ago, he personally commanded 800 cavalry, smashed the tiles and stabbed nearly ten thousand cavalry, and even killed them with his own hands.
A few Waqi cavalrymen can easily deal with three or five men. With this whip alone, not to mention Xi Ning, even the Boer technique cannot escape.
There was a sharp snap, and Yang Hong's wrist force was so strong that it split the brocade robe on Xi Ning's body, and even the person was rolled to the ground by the force of the whip.
"Prince Yang..." Borshu could not have expected that Yang Hong, who had been smiling just now, suddenly changed his face, and whipped the envoy representing Wac to the ground with a whip. He couldn't help but blush.
Turning white, his hand was about to press the scimitar beside his waist, but he saw the Ming cavalry standing proudly on horseback holding crossbows in their hands at some point. The iron arrows, which were black and glowing, just
As if poisonous snakes spitting out snake letters were staring at him, Borshu's hands could not help but freeze in mid-air. From those cold and blood-eating eyes, Borshu could feel the undisguised killing intent and cold-bloodedness.
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"I'm teaching Ming Dynasty a lesson for his rebellion. If you know what I'm doing, get out of here." Yang Hong's eyes flashed and he glanced at Borshu and the others coldly. His originally gentle voice suddenly turned cold, like
What was just a spring day with a gentle breeze blowing in the willows has turned into a severe winter with blizzards.
That ice-cold and biting gaze, like a sword pulled out from a pond of ten thousand years of coldness, was like a basin of snow poured down on the heads of these Tatars, causing all those in the mission who were ready to move to lose their lives.
The courage to resist in vain.
"Prince Yang, he is now our envoy of Waci. Aren't you afraid of our prince's wrath by doing this? Aren't you afraid that your emperor will not be punished?" Borshu shouted in a stern tone, but his confidence was not enough, not so much.
Roaring, rather begging.
Yang Hong didn't even pay attention to the Bor Technique. He walked slowly down the rolling ground and pressed the painful spot hit by the whip in front of the howling Xi Ning. With a wave of his hand, he struck hard with the whip. This time,
Xi Ning's throat was like a broken gong, as miserable as if a group of ogres were turning his rice.
Yang Hong took his time, whipping his clothes to shreds, and whipped the Xi Ning who was rolling on the ground hard. Every time he whipped, he would give a cold shout.
"You should share your worries when you eat the emperor's salary. You must have read this in the imperial examination, right? The emperor has treated you well, how dare you bear it?!"
"The land east of Liao belongs to the territory of our Ming Dynasty. Although you are not a Han, since you have lived in Liao, you are naturally a citizen of our Ming Dynasty. How dare you claim that you are not from our Ming Dynasty?!"
"You are neither a member of our Ming Dynasty nor a person of Wacai. Since you are willing to be loyal to Wasac today, why don't you be loyal to me, the Ming Dynasty?!"
"How can a person who lives day and night have the nerve to talk about loyalty and filial piety?!"
Along with Yang Hong's shouts and questions, the crisp sound of each whip hitting Na Xining's body made them shiver, as if it was being slapped on the faces and hearts of Borshu and others.
The furs and brocade robes on Xi Ning's body have been completely torn. Every time the whip is struck, a bright red blood trough will be brought up. The splash of blood will follow the tip of the whip and hit the faces of Boer Shu and others.
, but they didn’t even have the courage to wipe it.
Gao Bin stared at Xi Ning, who had screamed in agony without blinking, and was covered in broken skin and whip marks. He subconsciously stretched out his smile and licked the corners of his mouth.
The splattered blood and the salty smell on his tongue did not make him feel any discomfort, but instead gave him an indescribable pleasure in his heart.
After being whipped for dozens of times, he was whipped until he fainted, and then woke up again. Xi Ning, who had been repeatedly whipped, was already covered in bruises, and there were several ferocious blood marks on his head and face even when he tried hard to dodge, and he had a Mongolian look on his head.
The small pointed helmet he wore had been whipped away to nowhere, and the pleading look on his deformed and twisted face was like that of a wild dog that had been led into the slaughterhouse. "Please forgive me, Governor... please forgive me, Governor."
Take me as a slave..."
Hearing the intermittent begging for mercy coming from Xi Ning's mouth, Yang Hong, whose forehead was soaked with sweat from the activity, took a few deep breaths. Looking at Xi Ning who didn't even have the strength to roll, his voice couldn't help but leak.
There was a burst of pleasure: "Are you begging for mercy now?"
"Do you remember that when you followed the army of Wasi to the border town of Ming Dynasty, you destroyed so many of my fields and villages, injured so many of my people, and took so many of my people captive. When they begged you, how could you have any mercy?!
"
"Under the Bauhinia Pass, you actually dared to falsely convey the emperor's will and lure General Sun, the censor of the garrison, into your treacherous plan. As a result, thousands of soldiers died in battle, the Bauhinia Pass was broken, and our capital, the Ming Dynasty, was in danger of falling into the hands of the Wazai thieves.
At that time, did you ever think that this day would happen?" Yang Hong lowered his head a little, staring at Xi Ning who had no strength to struggle any more. His rebuke with such heartfelt feelings made everyone present feel like
After the huge boulder was pressed down, all the soldiers and civilians of the Ming Dynasty could not help but stare at Xi Ning, who was like a dying wild dog, with hatred and resentment on their faces.
And those Tartars, I don’t know when, had already gathered into a pile and crowded into the corner of the post house, like a nest of quails, trembling there non-stop.
"Spare you?" Yang Hong laughed loudly. Under his white eyebrows were his eyes like blood-devouring tigers. "If I spare you, how can I be worthy of the millions of soldiers and civilians in Xuanfu Town of the Ming Dynasty?"
"If I spare you, a traitor like you, how can I be worthy of General Sun and the thousands of Ming elites who died at Zijin Pass, as well as the countless wronged souls of Ming soldiers and civilians who were killed by Wa Ci?!"
"I won't kill you now, because your life is not worthy of soiling the sword in my waist, which is specially designed to kill Tatars."
"I will order people to chop off your limbs, chop them into minced meat, feed them to wild dogs, put you in a wooden box, and send you to the capital, so that everyone in the world can see what will happen to those who betray me, the Ming Dynasty.
!At least, you will not die during the days when you leave Xuanfu and go to the capital. You should be grateful, hahaha..." After the massage, Yang Hong, who seemed to feel relieved all over his body, couldn't help but say with great interest
Xiang Xining explained what to do with him.
The second update has arrived. Well, there are still too few recommendations. Is it a character problem? I implore students to work harder and work harder, and let Zhu Zhu rush forward!
