Chapter 988 988: Kill now to get 'Mo' [asking for monthly votes]
Twenty or thirty pairs of eyes looked back "reluctantly".
Everyone has different thoughts about Gong Xiqiu.
Veteran ministers such as Qi Shan are no strangers to Gong Xiqiu, but there are also officials who joined in the later years or became official only after the establishment of Kang State. They have always been in a state of "only hearing his name but not seeing his person" towards Gong Xiqiu.
I'm still curious.
Mysteries make people more attractive.
There are countless mysteries about Gong Xiqiu on one hand.
This person is majestic and beautiful, and there are many rumors among the people that the emperor fell in love with this person at first sight, and the position of king's wife/wife has been vacant for many years and was reserved for him. In the words of the best-selling storybook author "Five Elements of Immorality",
This is called "White Moonlight".
"White Moonlight" went abroad.
From then on, the Lord sealed his heart and loved her, but he loved the whole family and he was particularly fond of men and women whose temperament and appearance were similar to Gong Xiqiu. He regarded these people as Gong Xiqiu's substitutes. To describe it in the story "Five Elements of Bad Virtues", this is called Wan Wan Lei Qing
, XX kind of hatred.
In addition to his appearance, his strength is also first-class and tyrannical.
It is said that in the battle of Xiaocheng before the founding of Kang State, the lord and he exchanged secret arrows, and the two armies were greatly shocked. This scene is so outrageous that even ordinary writers cannot write it, but it is true.
It happened, and there were tens of thousands of witnesses!
This is also further evidence that Gong Xiqiu is the master "White Moonlight". Folk gambling houses are very vocal about Gong Xichou becoming the king's husband. If Gong Xichou had not been hanging around abroad all the year round, he would have absolutely no ability to suppress Qi Shan. Chu Yao
, Qin Li, a great rider!
In addition, his origin is also very mysterious.
Many courtiers also joined in the fun and made bets for fun.
Regarding the winning or losing of the bet, when these people heard that the "Returning White Moonlight" was there, they all appeared to be indifferent on the surface, but in fact they secretly went to take a peek at Gongxi Qiu to get a glimpse of the "White Moonlight" - Gongxi.
Qiu Jinjin is also dressed in a typical "Gongxi Qiu style". A sharp outfit outlines his figure, making him look even more handsome, with red lips and white teeth. His aura is not as overwhelming as rumored, but on the contrary, he is restrained and unpretentious, and he has returned to his original nature.
Perhaps the expectations were too high at the beginning, but I was not as shocked as I imagined when I met the real person. In addition, Gong Xiqiu threatened to bury the Lord alive, and the atmosphere between the two of them was not at all ambiguous and sticky.
, innocent and serious.
Oh, their eyes are too firm.
So firm that it gives people an illusion——
The two of them can relieve themselves in a row of pits in a dry toilet.
For the first time, Liang Lang regretted that he had a good memory. From time to time, the outrageous metaphors in the article "Five Elements of Immorality" floated through his mind, which really affected his work status. He lowered his head and silently recited the Heart Sutra several times, discarded the distracting thoughts that should not be in his mind, and followed the other ministers.
Salute together.
Gong Xiqiu didn't notice the looks in these people's eyes.
But he always goes his own way.
No matter whether it was under Tang Guo's tent or later as a "mercenary fighter", no amount of strange looks from the outside world could catch his eye.
Gong Xiqiu had been forced to hold the false title of General of Kang for many years, but today was the first time he participated in a more formal meeting. He didn't know where his position was, so he simply found a quiet corner to stay - he just wanted to fight,
Dislike brain-intensive work.
Someone beside him reminded Gong Xiqiu.
"The general should sit..."
Gong Xiqiu said: "It's relatively quiet here."
Since Gong Xiqiu didn't think it was offensive and humiliating to sit at the second table, everyone couldn't say anything. They and Gong Xiqiu were not even acquaintances. And because of the Lord's indulgence and preference for Gong Xiqiu, they also understood his interests. With Shen Tang's thoughts in mind, he no longer cared about what Gong Xiqiu said outside the door. He temporarily suppressed his greed and turned his focus to business: "General Uncle Gong led his troops to destroy a group of Northern Desert troops this morning. More than a thousand people were captured and 300 were beheaded. Important information was obtained from these troops."
After saying that, someone handed over the battle report with both hands.
As soon as I got closer, I could smell the strong smell of blood.
Shen Tang received the battle report.
Before opening it, I felt that my fingertips felt slightly sticky.
The source of the sticky feeling is blood that has not completely dried!
This is a battle report written in human blood. Judging from the handwriting, it should be written by Gong Shuwu himself. She was right. This battle report was indeed written by Gong Shuwu himself. At first, she planned to use ink, but in order to catch up This Northern Desert soldier lost the cloth bag containing the ink sticks, so he had no choice but to use the materials locally.
Gong Shuwu was holding a writing brush between his teeth and looking worried. He glanced at the Beimo military general who was seriously injured and captured but had an unclean mouth.
This Northern Desert military general cursed people in the language of a certain tribe in the Northern Desert. The content of the curse was very dirty. Others could not understand and did not realize that he was swearing. This is the language characteristic of this tribe. The pronunciation of strong emotions can also be heard. The expression was soft. But Gongshu Wu’s ancestor had been dealing with Beimo for several generations. He not only understood but also spoke, and asked calmly: "Aren’t you going to surrender?"
Lu Ji, who was escorting the prisoners, looked up.
Hearing the slightly awkward but familiar pronunciation, the general's face turned blue, and he could faintly see the sharpness in his face. He forced himself to say: "We have irreconcilable hatred, and you and I are incompatible. Our clan only has warriors who sacrificed their lives for their country, and there are no treacherous cowards." !]
Lu Ji asked: [What bird language did he say?]
Gong Shuwu's words were concise and concise: [He said that he would rather die than surrender, so let us not waste our efforts. For such a loyal minister and good general, you and I regard ourselves as our own honour, and give him some dignity.]
Lu Jidao: [This is a pity.]
Gong Shuwu's topic jumped very much.
[There is a shortage of ink strips. Is there any in Zhisong? 】
Lu Ji: [How can I bring these things with me?]
Gong Shuwu looked at the blank paper in his hand and sighed. The next breath, the soldiers who had just finished the fierce battle and were resting heard a crisp sound of bone cracking. Looking at the sound, Lu Ji patted the blood stains on his hands. Beside her, The neck of the Northern Desert general was strangely twisted, and his face that should have been facing forward was turned backward. The traces of dislocated and broken bones on his neck were clearly visible, and blood was dripping from his neck.
With a pop, the body fell limp.
Gong Shuwu took off the brush from his mouth.
He bent down, took the pen and smeared the blood on the opponent's body.
The tip of the brush was filled with warm blood.
Gong Shuwu wrote very steadily, penetrating through the back of the paper, and his writing was smooth and flowing. The content of the battle report was brief, but every word was soaked with chilling murderous intent. He finished it in a short time, threw the brush away and handed it to the messenger.
Soldier: [Leave it to the Lord.]
Lu Ji did not take his eyes away from "Mo Tiao".
Gong Shuwu asked: [What’s wrong?]
Lu Ji worriedly said: [Isn’t it a good idea to kill the captured enemy generals like this? The Lord will turn around and hold him to account...]
Gong Shuwu was vaguely speechless.
Lu Ji didn't show any hesitation when he struck, especially on the battlefield. When the enemy encountered him or others, he could still keep a whole corpse, but when he encountered Lu Ji, he only had a puddle of flesh. Every time he came off the battlefield, he felt like
It means jumping into a pool of blood and rolling across it.
Would she still worry about such a small thing?
Gongshu Martial Arts: [It’s just a lackey.]
For a brave warrior, being weak is a sin.
This person was willing to surrender but could not see the Lord. He was too weak, not to mention that he was not willing to surrender. Not only did he not surrender, he also insulted and slandered him in all kinds of ways. With Lu Ji's temper, she did not immediately turn him into a "mo stick"
I still suffered from the language barrier.
Hearing this, Lu Ji felt relieved.
This battle report written with fresh human blood came into Shen Tang's hands. Shen Tang read the ten lines at a glance and frowned: "Fortunately, the weather is cold now. If it were hotter, wouldn't it attract flies? Go back and talk to Banbu about marching and fighting.
We also need to pay attention to hygiene.”
There is no other rebuke.
Someone whispered: "Your Majesty, General Uncle Gong's actions are too cruel and go against what a righteous soldier should do..."
It doesn't matter if you use the blood of the dead.
But killing "Mo" now is really a bit out of line.
Shen Tang waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to say more about this matter.
Gong Shuwu has been working under her account for nearly ten years.
Although he spends most of his time training, he has also been on several frontal battles. He does not like to abuse prisoners of war, and he tries to respect his opponents as much as possible. If he can kill with one blow, he will never kill him with a second blow. He kills the enemy purely because the two sides have different positions.
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But towards Bei Mo, he showed a rare violent side, and Shen Tang was one of the few people who knew Gong Shuwu's true identity, and knew that Gong Shuwu's hatred for Bei Mo was deeply rooted in his bones.
What's more, the general offended him first.
He asked for his own death.
The man could only swallow the rest of his words.
The living man was writing records in the corner.
Shen Tang didn't care about what Qi Julang wrote at the moment. Anyway, she had enough "dark history" and she didn't have to worry about too many debts. Let future generations debate the merits and demerits. After discussing with everyone, she allocated some
The elite troops went to support Gong Shuwu and worked together to encircle, intercept and kill the soldiers and horses from various tribes in the Northern Desert who were constantly gathering.
Follow the sound to the east and strike to the west, making a feint.
The main force of the army is approaching the North Desert camp.
The meeting lasted for more than an hour.
Near the end, someone suddenly said: "According to the past practice of the northwest countries, before dispatching the main force, it is necessary to offer sacrifices to the sky to reward the gods and comfort the heroic spirits here for protection..."
Shen Tang subconsciously looked at Chu Yao.
She didn't understand these customs, but Chu Yao should be familiar with them.
"Is there such a thing?"
Chu Yao nodded: "Yes."
The main purpose is to boost the morale of the three armies, which is similar to the process of sacrificing flags before going on an expedition. Over the past hundreds of years, although the northwest countries have had the upper hand and built Beijing temples in Tuocheng nine times in a row, it does not mean that the northwest countries have not made any efforts. It's a price.
The damage was particularly serious last time.
If Chu Yao hadn't accidentally joined, the losses would have doubled.
Over hundreds of years, countless heroic souls who could not return home have been buried here, especially Yaoriguan. The number of sleeping heroic souls here is dozens of times that of Chaoliguan. Over time, the northwest countries have left sacrifices to the gods to comfort the spirits. customs.
After all, war affects other people too.
It’s always good to establish a good relationship in advance.
Shen Tang nodded: "Okay, let's get someone ready."
The proposer asked again: "What about the sacrifice?"
Shen Tang said: "Sacrifice?"
Chu Yao said: "That's enough, no need to prepare anything special."
Seeing that the people at the bottom spontaneously arranged things properly, Shen Tang felt at ease and left the shopkeeper until nightfall. The camel city in this season is prone to wind, especially after dark, the night wind is stronger. The flags in the city are blowing and the bonfires are crazy. dance.
Temporarily built general point platform.
Dozens of bonfires surrounded it.
Shen Tang was familiar with all the processes, and her specialty was to inspire and inspire the troops. The troops who were about to go on the expedition shouted in unison, and their morale soared into the sky. The dark clouds in the sky broke away, revealing the bright white moon. The moonlight poured into each piece of fighting spirit. The high-spirited young faces also illuminated the faces of decadent and lifeless faces - nearly a hundred tied-up people were pushed out.
They are all men.
Body types range from tall to short, fat or thin, and hair colors vary.
The only thing they have in common is their luxurious and exquisite clothing - although the materials of the clothes have long been dirty and the original color cannot be seen, it is not difficult to see how expensive they were originally. Shen Tang was a little surprised by their appearance, but it was not good. Ask in public.
Vaguely, she guessed something.
These are the Northern Desert nobles imprisoned in the dungeon of Tuocheng, the original owners of the mansion in the center of Tuocheng. Every house is full of concubines and countless slaves. In recent years, they have been running rampant in Tuocheng, secretly extorting money. Merchants who come here to do business.
To put it bluntly, it is "protection fee".
In addition to "protection money", he also embezzled a lot of other things.
Tuocheng was controlled by Shen Tang's soldiers and horses. All these people had their homes confiscated and were thrown into dungeons. When the people of Tuocheng found out, they all clapped their hands and cheered. Among them were many merchants from the Northern Desert.
This shows how disreputable these people are among the people.
These businessmen understand the fate of these people better than Shen Tang.
They are the sacrifices that go out to sacrifice the flag.
At the same time, it is also the most basic level of Jingguan.
Although this battle is between the Kang State and the Northern Desert soldiers and horses, the people are more optimistic about the Kang State. Who has allowed the Northern Desert to lose for so many years? Some people are even secretly talking about whether there will be a tenth Beijing Viewing. If it can Built, the momentum of the Northern Desert has not been driven into the abyss?
"All kneel down!"
The soldier escorting these people raised his foot and kicked the person's leg.
Thump, thump, thump——
The soldiers who were blushing with excitement all fell silent.
The only sounds left in the air were the night wind blowing the flags and the bonfire, and the sound of the knee colliding with the ground was particularly clear at this moment.
Some people just groaned, while more people were horrified, kowtowed and begged for mercy, trying to use the wealth they had accumulated over generations and the beauties they had worked so hard to collect in exchange for their own lives. Some even hoped that their sons and daughters could be beheaded on their behalf, just to keep themselves alive. .
The soldiers did not stuff their mouths with anything.
Let them show their ugly face.
Seeing that bribery was not enough and begging for mercy was not enough, she was willing to exchange information about the Northern Desert for a chance of survival. At this moment, Shen Tang's expression finally changed, and she said: "Oh? What do you know?"
"I, I know, I know everything!" The speaker's hands were tied behind his back and he could not crawl. He could only kneel down in desperation. He looked eager, fearing that the opportunity would be snatched away.
"I, I know better."
"My Aweng is..."
"Who is your Aweng? My Azu is..."
He was indeed someone who could occupy a prominent position in Tuocheng. Everyone had some background. Shen Tang's eyes fell on the first person.
She said: "Speak first."
The man was humble and frightened.
His voice was hoarse, and his speech was difficult and vague. Kang Guo's elegant speech was not very good, and it was difficult for outsiders to listen. Shen Tang asked people to come closer and listen carefully. His throat rolled up, and he spat at the person who came up to him. He had bloody phlegm and laughed wildly: "Ahaha!"
The visitor reacted quickly, but his saliva got on his clothes.
"you--"
The man's voice was hoarse, as if he had used the strength he had gained from burning his life, and shouted out his last words: "Destiny is in the north, and our clan will win!"
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To put it bluntly, I weighed around 110 before I went to college. After I started working in the industry in my freshman year, my life was chaotic, coupled with my relative financial freedom (in fact, the royalties were very low, but for someone who once only had a pocket money of 50 a week, it was really (a lot of money, but I can still fully control it), I became increasingly addicted to carbonated drinks, desserts and various fried takeaways, which were heavy in oil, salt and calories, and my weight increased. I gained weight and stayed at home after graduation, too lazy to move.
From the time I entered the industry as a freshman to now, my weight has been around 150. This year after my confinement, it reached a peak of 65, and dropped back to 9 before I started losing weight.
I lost weight ruthlessly in order to survive, not because some people spread rumors about serving in the US military. Have you ever seen someone who served in the US military and failed for ten years?
Moreover, I also found a personal trainer to lose weight, and I conscientiously changed my diet and exercised. I worked hard, rain or shine, and I still have four days to go until I am three months old. During this period, I did not lose weight in extreme ways to please anyone.
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