The side of Dajier's face was bleeding profusely, his face was pale, and he looked at Yun Jingchu with anger, pain and anger.
Yun Jingchu ignored him, but raised his head, looked at the Ninth Prince Damour on the top of the city, and said loudly: "What? Up to now, the Ninth Prince still hasn't agreed to this commander's request? Does it mean that the Ninth Prince wants to watch this commander kill him?
Died alive in front of you?"
"You bitch, don't be too arrogant. If you dare to touch a hair of my twelfth brother again, I will let you die without a place to die!" Damour's face was ashen and he said viciously.
"Hahaha..." Yun Jingchu laughed out loud, "The Ninth Prince is really good at joking. Who can't say cruel words? I have cut off his ears now. I want to see it. You want me to
How can Shuai die without a burial?" At this point, Yun Jingchu's expression became colder, and he looked at Damour's expression with condensation and contempt, "Ninth Prince, listen, I will give you dozens of more blows from my commander, if you
If you don't give the order to evacuate the city, I will chop off the five fingers of the twelve princes."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Jingchu lost all the smile on his face and started counting loudly: "One...two..."
"..." Damour's face was ashen and he looked at Yun Jingchu without speaking.
"...Five..." After counting here, Yun Jingchu looked at Dajir, smiling with pity on his face, "What should I do, Twelve Prince, your ninth brother really doesn't care about your life or death. You should do it now."
Do you believe what I say?"
Dajir's face became anxious, he looked up at Damour at the top of the city, raised his neck and said loudly: "Brother Ninth, do you really want to watch me being chopped alive? You are so ruthless, won't you let other soldiers and
Are you feeling cold, brother?"
"..." On top of the city, Damour's eyes flashed slightly, and he was silent for a moment before speaking loudly, "Twelfth brother, don't fall for that woman's plan to sow discord. Ninth brother is not ignoring you, but
There is nothing Brother Ninth can do, and you also know that Brother Ninth is not stationed and responsible for this city alone."
"...Eight...you are so helpless..." Yun Jingchu sneered, "I have never seen you work hard, so I said you are helpless. The brotherhood between you in Dajin Kingdom is so weak that I am surprised," his face
With a sarcastic smile on his face, Yun Jingchu continued counting, "...nine...ten!"
As the last number fell, Yun Jingchu glanced at Damour with a half-smile, and then looked at Dajir with a trace of pity: "What should I do, twelfth prince? Your ninth brother seems to be determined to see me.
How about cutting you into pieces?"
Dajir's face turned pale, and there was a look of fear in his eyes. He was considered a man, and he could only kill people with a nod of his head. He was not necessarily afraid of death. However, the woman in front of him was a madman, and he didn't know what torture he would come up with in the next moment.
Fazi, he was really scared. Yun Jingchu's face turned cold and he looked at Lin Wenlong, "General Lin, chop off the five fingers on your left hand!"
"Yes!" Lin Wenlong responded expressionlessly, gesturing with the knife in his hand near Dajier's left hand.
"No!" Dajir began to struggle violently, but his whole body was tied tightly and he could not make any big movements. He was so anxious that Dajir could only ask Damour for help again, "Brother Ninth, please, please, the city
No more, we can still fight, you can't just watch this crazy woman torture me to death!"
Yun Jingchu raised his hand to signal Lin Wenlong to slow down, and then looked at Damour with a smile, "Yes, Ninth Prince, think about it."