Chapter two hundred and ninety seventh forced confession
When the sunset reflected a blood-red glow, the Cambridge Mixed Regiment escorting the last batch of baggage finally arrived at the Yale Oasis.
This mixed regiment is composed of the llama archers of the Haus tribe and the ostrich light cavalry of the Ostrite tribe, with a total number of 1,200 people. The officer leading the regiment is none other than regimental captain Boban.
After entering the Yale Oasis, the ostrich general first saw dozens of huge snails in the west and tunnel-like nest holes on the sandy ground. About twenty half-dead dwarfs with sandy-yellow pupils were hung on a coconut tree aside.
Jujube tree next to torture.
At the east end of the oasis is Beamon, which is shuttled back and forth, and is being decorated with lanterns and festoons in great joy.
"Hello, Your Majesty Richard." General Boban, captain of the Ostrich Regiment, shouted as his mount squatted on the ground and politely saluted Liu Zhensha under the green shade: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, because I'm wearing a battle armor, I can't
It’s all done.”
"You're welcome, they are all members of my family." Liu Zhencheng lay on the bamboo chair and smiled evilly--------------The Ostrich Man has always been Smai's hereditary retainer. If he and Gotani
It’s a fait accompli, we are definitely a family.
"Your Majesty, are these the enemy troops who came to attack our supply base?" General Boban glanced at the desert dwarf hanging on the tree, but did not hear the meaning of His Majesty the Divine Comedy Shaman's words.
"Yes, there were four hundred of these desert dwarves in total, and twenty-seven of my warriors went to the battlefield without even having time to put on their armor, and were injured! In the end, only about twenty of them were captured alive by me. It's really
You die-hards who resisted to the end!" Liu Zhencheng said bitterly.
As he was speaking, O'Neill, who was executing the execution at the side, was shirtless, exposing his tendons and thick black chest hair. He picked up a branding iron from the stove and branded it on the crotch of a desert dwarf with a "sizzling" sound.
Amidst the shrill screams, there was the smell of burnt flesh and fishy smell. General Boban on the side suddenly frowned and quickly covered his mouth with his gloves.
"Are you going to tell me?" Aopang used the red soldering iron to lift the dwarf's chin and asked with a ferocious look on his face.
"Bah!" The tortured desert dwarf spat out weakly.
"Damn it!" Ao Pang was angry. He took out a flaming stick from the stove, stabbed it into the dwarf's belly with a "plop" sound, spun it three times in a row, and pulled the stick suddenly.
, a long string of blue-gray intestines was wrapped around the smoking iron bars.
This desert dwarf was like a prawn thrown into boiling water. He screamed and twisted his body desperately, causing the date palm tree behind him to shake violently.
General Boban almost vomited on the spot, quickly said hello to His Majesty Shenqu Shaman, took the baggage and the soldiers and detoured away without looking back.
"General Boban, remember to change into a dress tonight! I'm getting married tonight!" Liu Zhencheng raised his head and yelled at the back of the Ostrich Captain. His actions were so intense that he almost opened the healed wound.
Come on, I was so painful that my mouth twisted.
"Damn! I can't ask anything!" Ao Pang dropped the pipe in his hand in frustration and shrugged helplessly at Liu Zhensha: "Boss, you've already died three times, don't blame me.
The guy’s mouth is so damn tough!”
"There are really tough guys every year, and there are so many this year!" Liu Zhenzhen sighed.
"In my opinion, they'll knock them down with one chop." Rodman used a sharp long knife to trim his long, bushy beard and muttered: "Why are you keeping them? Military intelligence? Damn, go up and fight two, what kind of military intelligence are you talking about?"
They're all out."
"They wish we could kill them right now!" Liu Zhenzhen became angry when he saw these desert dwarves. These dwarfs were indeed capable enough. They destroyed the entire oasis's water source in one go. Liu Zhenzhen had already checked again and again.
After that, the concentration of arsenic in the lake was so high that the pungent smell of bitter almonds could be smelled from a distance, and the entire lake was now covered with a dense layer of dead fish.
Fortunately, Liu Zhenshao had brought the Golden Steel Magic Teleportation Array with him. Even if the water was cut off, it would not be a big deal. There were many snow-free springs in the Sanggan River.
"Boss, we dwarves are all stubborn, so you won't be able to tell if you ask like this." Barkley, the king of the hill who had never dared to interrupt, finally mustered up the courage to stand up, lowered his body and quietly said to Liu Zhensha: "I think
You should attack the dwarves' weaknesses."
"Oh?" Liu Zhencheng straightened up suddenly, blinked a few times, and laughed: "How could I forget you and Battle? You two are authentic dwarves, so you should tell me about the dwarves.
What are the disadvantages?”
The King of the Hill took a deep breath with great effort, calmed down his bellows-like breathing, and whispered into the boss's ear for a long time. A sudden expression gradually appeared on Liu Zhenshao's face.
"Come here, all of you!" After listening to the narration of the King of the Hill, Liu Zhenshao immediately waved to a large group of Feileng Cui warriors around him, calling for everyone to gather around him.
The desert dwarves who were tied to the date palm trees stared at the Western barbarians who were gathered in a circle not far away with an uneasy mood. It was obvious that what these Western barbarians were discussing was definitely not a good thing. There were already three companions there just now.
Being tortured to death by different methods, this kind of tragic misfortune will come to them sooner or later. Thinking of this, the desert dwarves can't help but feel a little sad. Although it is their character to not be afraid of death, they really feel that death
When the time comes, no one with feelings can cover up his attachment to life.
The discussion soon came to an end. The Feileng Cui warrior quickly untied a desert dwarf from the date palm tree, half-lifted and half-draged him to the shore of the oasis lake. After asking a few questions, he saw the desert dwarf.
After shaking their heads, several takin warriors with big muscles and round waists directly picked up the desert dwarf and threw him into the middle of the lake with a "plop", causing a huge wave of water.
The desert dwarves who had taken off their armor struggled desperately in the lake. For dwarves who were naturally afraid of water, the fear of being drowned was more frightening than any way of death.
The desert dwarves who were tied to the date palm trees all lowered their heads, not daring to look at their comrades who were struggling helplessly on the lake.
Fei Luo used his sheathed sword to straighten the head of a desert dwarf, forcing him to continue looking at it. Fei Luo was obviously imitating Pan Shuai.
"Next." Seeing the blue waves quickly engulfing the dwarf, Liu Zhenzhen remained calm.
This time, another desert dwarf was carried to the lake. When the takin warriors asked something, the desert dwarf shook his head and was immediately thrown into the lake.
The desert dwarves who were still tied to the date palm cursed the cruel enemy in front of them like crazy, trying to anger him, and simply killed themselves with a knife. All they suffered were internal injuries, and they were weak even when they cursed.
The surrounding Behemoth warriors responded to the delusions of these desert dwarves with contemptuous smiles.
"Drag out the dwarf who scolded the loudest." Liu Zhencheng picked up the huge water bag, tilted his neck and drank half a gallon of water, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said to the takin warriors again
A wave of his hand.
Another desert dwarf was carried to the lake. This time the takin warriors' interrogation came to a conclusion. The desert dwarf actually nodded. The takin warrior lowered his body and started chatting with the desert dwarf.
He nodded from time to time, as if he was also saying something.
The desert dwarves who were still tied to the tree kept looking with their necks raised. They were too far away and had no idea what the desert dwarf who was brought to the lake was talking to the takin warriors.
The desert dwarves became nervous when they saw that their companion who had been taken away had not been thrown into the lake and was tied to a date palm tree.
As if to confirm their most worried thoughts, the desert dwarf who was brought to the lake immediately received a high-level hospitality after talking to the takin warrior. Large pots of wine were brought to him, and there was also a
The roasted orange-red yasha is served as a snack, and the permeating night breeze spreads the fragrant wine aroma and the sweetness of the roasted yasha's honey juice to every corner of the oasis.
After being captured, every desert dwarf's hands and feet were broken, but this dwarf's frail body burst out with strength from nowhere. He pounced on a hamster leg and began to chew it wildly, his arms trembling slightly.
I held the bottle of wine and poured it into my mouth. Because I drank too fast and too hastily, I choked on a mouthful and almost coughed out my heart, lungs and five internal organs.
A takin warrior rubbed his back affectionately with an ambiguous expression.
Every desert dwarf who was tied to the date palm swallowed a mouthful of saliva and burst out with a burst of curses such as "traitor~" "dwarf~" "softhead". The distance was too far, and they were weak.
The curse was destined not to reach the ears of the desert dwarf on the lake shore. Looking out from the dim sky, when the desert dwarf on the lake shore looked up, he could at most see the lips of his companions clasping together -----
-------But now he obviously doesn't have the time, because he is talking nonsense.
After cursing for a while, the desert dwarves tied to the date palm tree no longer had the energy to continue cursing, and their eyes began to become complicated.
Wine! God! This is a temptation that no dwarf can resist!
"You tough dwarves, if you want to drink, I can give it to you." Liu Zhancheng pointed at a wine barrel that had just been carried by the Behemoth warriors, and looked at the desert dwarves tied to the tree with a smile.
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Although the irresistible temptation was right in front of them, the desert dwarves finally chose integrity, although they appeared a little hesitant.
"Forget it, I will give each of you a spoonful of wine. Who knows that I am a kind person." Liu Zhenzhen let out a sinister laugh.
So every desert dwarf was lucky enough to taste a spoonful of the Hobbit Halfling's special aged wine. They actually refused, but the aroma of the wine in front of their noses was too much for them to resist, so they just took it with their mouths by accident.
past.
The spoon was really too small, so it was easy to pour out such a small amount of wine without tasting it. After tasting it, the painful expressions on the faces of the desert dwarves became even more intense.
"There are still ten gallons here! A total of forty pounds!" Liu Zhenshao used the devil's seductive tone, unplugged the cork of an oak barrel next to him, and took a deep breath of the rich aroma of wine wafting in the air to relax.
After looking at the desert dwarves tied to the date palm tree: "You tough dwarves, your smart companion is ready to confess. He is not as stupid as you! Tsk tsk... Let's do this... I'll give it to you.
A decent way to die. As long as any one of you is willing to speak like him, I will let you drink enough of the finest wine in the Aegean continent before you go on your way! Am I kind enough?"
The aroma of wine floating in the air is so tempting. Dwarves are not a race that is good at winemaking, but their desire to possess fine wine is stronger than all other races combined.
The nostrils of these desert dwarves who were tied to the date palm trees were twitching violently, their Adam's apples were rising and falling as they swallowed in vain, and their eyes were staring straight at the oak barrel. Their gazes could make even the hungriest
The hyena felt ashamed. If his eyes could devour him, not even the sawdust from this oak barrel would be left.
Hearing what Behemoth said, most of the desert dwarves' eyes were shaken.
"Listen, this is not betrayal of military intelligence, but military intelligence has been exposed! What you need now is to exchange for a dignified death, like a real soldier! If I were you, I would definitely be a dead man." Liu Zhenshao continued to incite.
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A battle between heaven and man appeared in the eyes of the desert dwarves.
"I almost forgot to tell you, I didn't say that I will give all of this barrel of wine to you..." Liu Zhenshao smiled slyly like a devil: "...I will only reward four of you.
As for the others...hehe...you don’t need me to explain it clearly? Now the time starts, whoever gets the top four will be a starved person, and the rest will just watch this barrel of wine die of thirst!"
Facts have proved that the two-or-one rule is very useful in breaking through the bottom line of human nature. When competition suddenly appears within a region, no one can resist this test.
"I say!" At least a dozen desert dwarves roared: "Give me wine quickly! I say!"
"Wow! There are so many people?" Liu Zhenshao was like an unqualified actor, pretending to be surprised. He thought about it hypocritically: "In this case, I ask a question, and whoever answers it will have a big drink.
Wine, remember, this is a quick answer!"
"Are you ready?" Liu Zhenzhen sniffed, looked at the desert dwarves with a smile and said: "My first question is, it is said that you are the Sand Boat Troops. What exactly are the Sand Boat Troops? Yours
How big is the establishment? How are the tasks arranged? And what about the giant snail?"
"Let me tell you, let me tell you~" A desert dwarf with a scar on his face howled at the speed of a wolf chasing his ass: "The sand boat troops of our Flying Camel Legion specialize in sneaking underground and destroying the opponent's baggage.
troops! We only have four hundred people in our establishment! This sneak attack on you was carried out together with Talebru Yabushan, who was defeated by you near the Hengduan Mountains. He is responsible for drawing your attention and distracting you.
The main force, we are responsible for sneak attacks on your baggage base! The giant snail is an ancient shell discovered by our dwarves when digging for mineral veins underground. According to our handsome commander, the desert was also a sea a long time ago. This giant snail may be from ancient times.
A more powerful underwater monster!"
"Appreciate the wine!" Liu Zhencheng applauded happily: "This is like a man!"
The desert dwarf finished the glass of wine fed to him, licking his lips desperately, repeating from time to time as if he had a mental illness: "It tastes so good... It tastes so good... Let's have another glass..."
Please...I'll say anything..."
"Second question, how did the giant snail become a sand boat? Why can it sneak underground? Who invented it? How does it work?" Liu Zhenshao continued to ask: "Also, how do you control it underground?
Orientation?"
Everything is difficult at the beginning. Once the conversation started, it could no longer be closed. The desert dwarf with a scar on his face once again rushed to answer: "Let me tell you, let me tell you, the sand boat was invented by our handsome man.
!After the erosion of this giant snail over the years, the snail meat in the shell has long disappeared, leaving only an empty shell. Its "crystal heart" is embedded at the tip of the snail. As long as the imam injects a little mana into it, it can be activated.
, you can move forward by rotating the screw tip. To grasp the direction, the imam just needs to use his finger to draw the direction on the "crystal core"! We desert dwarves are underground living maps. As long as the direction is scouted in advance, the approximate deviation of the sand boat from the target
It will not exceed fifty yards. If it doesn't work, you can drill out of the ground and correct it; however, it is very difficult for the sand boat to move forward in the mud. Only in the yellow sand can it maintain the speed of sneaking fifty to sixty miles a day."
"Jingxin? This word should refer to magic crystal, right? Beautiful and handsome? This word is disgusting." Liu Zhenzhen said viciously: "Your beautiful and handsome is smart enough, but he is probably a man without balls, right?"
Why would you come up with such a disgusting name?"
Someone seemed to have forgotten something when he was talking. The vulgar term "no egg" might be more appropriate to use on him.
"When you meet our handsome man, you will know how powerful he is." After drinking the wine, the desert dwarf's face showed the unique disdain of the dwarves.
"Little dwarf, what are you so proud of?" Liu Zhanzhen sneered: "No matter how handsome you are, they can't save you. What's the use of destroying the clear water here? There is a small oasis two to three hundred miles away.
Well, there is still water there."
"Before we started, Hashmian Yabushan had already poisoned all the water sources in the nearby small oasis with the vulture knights." The desert dwarf seemed to be showing off his achievements: "I would like to see you.
How can an army of tens of thousands find water?"
"You don't need to worry about this. You'll never die of thirst anyway!" Liu Zhancheng narrowed his eyes and suppressed his anger and continued to ask: "Tell me about the necromancer who came with you today. When did this guy join your legion? He also
We Behemoth, do you know?"
"I'm not very clear about Archmage Zandi's origins. I only know that he only started to join the legion last spring. It is said that he seemed to be persecuted by your Aegean Holy See and had no choice but to escape to us. He is
A powerful Aegean magician came to the door on his own initiative. No one in the Mulan army was stupid enough to refuse him! We don't care about the undead or not. There are also "unclean people" in the Mulan Empire, so just agree with him.
Like Master Di, we also drive corpses to fight, but we in Mulan don't have as many rules as you in the Aegean continent. "Unclean people" have a great status here." The desert dwarf looked at the wine barrel eagerly.
, repeatedly urging Fei Luo, who was ladling the wine: "You should move faster!"
"One less mouthful of Mulan, you are not a Mulan!" Liu Zhenzhen became angry: "You are just a dwarf! Why do I think you have almost forgotten the dwarf god Moradin?"
"The racial harmony within the Flying Camel Army is beyond the imagination of a Western barbarian like you. If I told you that our Marshal Rommel can also be regarded as a man of the Fox tribe of your Western barbarians, would you believe it?" The desert dwarf shrugged his shoulders.
: "Moradin, the dwarf god? Sorry, our desert and your Aegean beliefs are two different things. Please don't confuse them."
"Fuck you! Fox will be your commander-in-chief? You are truly a dwarf, even your sense of humor is as blunt as a dick!" Liu Zhenzhen took the black eight-petal lotus oil lamp and silver braided gloves found on the vulture man.
He held it in his hand and shook it: "What is this? Why does it emit colorful lightning? And... why does this kind of colorful lightning travel so slowly, but has the ability to follow corners and even hide?
No?"
The scar-faced dwarf was obviously a little reluctant to say anything further, but a desert dwarf beside him, who was about to suffer from a nervous breakdown and was tortured by the smell of wine, quickly took over the topic: "I know... I know... this is "Moro"."
"Cloud Magic Lamp" and "Winna Gloves"!"
"Shut up! Pei Gen! Do you want to betray the secrets of the legion?" the scar-faced dwarf said angrily.
"Lenab, why don't you come here? Didn't you betray me? Oh... you drank enough wine, but you taught me a lesson righteously?" The dwarf named Pei Gen retorted without any sign of weakness: "
Anyway, the Western Barbarians have already seen the Vulture Knights, not to mention that even Hashemian can’t defeat them. If I tell it now, what kind of secret can it be?”
The scar-faced dwarf was choked by these words and was speechless.
"Continue talking and ignore him." Liu Zhencheng glanced at the scarred face: "Tell me what exactly this oil lamp and gloves are. The more detailed you tell me, the more wine you will get!"
"This "Moyun Magic Lamp" and "Wenner Gloves" were invented by our Meishuai. The materials are made of the rare "Moyun Magnet" and "Wenner Magnetic Silver" found in our Taklamago Desert.
These two pieces of equipment, because the opposite loads of the two magnetic metals rub together, will produce a disordered negative ion magnetic storm attack chain!" Desert dwarf Pei Gen looked proud: "So as long as the "Moyun Magic Lamp" and "Wen Na Gloves"
"After rubbing three times, the magic lamp will emit a "neon magnetic storm", not the colorful electric light you mentioned! The "neon magnetic storm" will lock the target pointed by the magic lamp. As long as there is a life magnetic field in the target's body, the "neon magnetic storm" will
It can be locked and tracked, and its movement speed automatically accelerates in line with the movement speed of the target's magnetic field. Once it is targeted, it will definitely not be able to escape. As long as it is hit by a magnetic storm, it will cause magnetic field chaos and lead to general paralysis."
"Isn't this handsome man too simple?" Liu Zhencheng was stunned after hearing this: "Why can he invent everything? Damn it! No wonder the aura of the Divine Comedy is ineffective! Dare to make trouble for a long time is not a magic equipment, and what is emitted is not magic.
An elemental attack! It’s not lightning, it turns out to be a magnetic storm!”
"No wonder this kind of weapon is used in aerial combat! If you are paralyzed in the sky, you will be flattened if you fall!" Nedved sat aside and shook his head with a bitter smile: "This is the same as the Pompeii Empire's armored crossbow with a human-faced spider.
The halo poison has the same effect, this enemy commander is so smart!"
"Hi, Pavel, don't worry, I'll invent something for you to see in a while!" Liu Zhenzhen rolled his eyes unconvinced.
"Should we equip this weapon?" Duncan and Adu approached the boss together and asked with a shy smile. There were only 160 pairs of magic lamps and gloves in total, but there were 479 people in the Jade Air Force.
, excluding the twenty-seven takin air cavalry who were injured in the battle with the desert dwarves today, and counting the thirteen takin warriors who knocked down their mounts, the number of aviation troops is still 465, a typical wolf with many meats.
No, no one will refuse such a powerful air combat weapon!
"It doesn't matter to you two." Liu Zhenshao made a face to the two aviation commanders: "When Elder Andulan comes over in the evening, I will ask him to select 160 strong men from the Butterfly Man and the Cicada Man.
These two-piece outfits!”
"Strong men?" The two aviation captains laughed together: "Even if Yuan Furui and Skade selected strong men, they were not taller than 1.6 meters. Although they have wings, they have never been able to fly high into the sky.
Their strengths, boss, are you prepared to let them die?"
"Aren't you stupid?" Liu Zhanzhan snorted coldly: "Why do I want them to fly high into the sky? I'm going to let them all sit on the back of the Chimera and fight side by side with your takin air cavalry! I don't believe it.
Without two weapon barriers, who can resist you in the sky!"
"Magic double air cavalry?" Duncan's eyes lit up: "Great! I'm still worried about the size of the Chimera, and its magic power is too low!"
"That's it." Liu Zhenhan turned his attention to the face of the desert dwarf Pei Gen: "Don't stop, continue talking. How many troops are there in the entire Flying Camel Legion? How many types of arms are there? If I guessed correctly
, your Shazhou troops should also belong to the special forces of the Flying Camel Legion, right? Please tell me about the other special forces formations."
Maybe this question was too naked, or maybe it was too confidential. As a warrior should have the noble sentiments, the desert dwarf Peigen was unwilling to open his mouth and answer again.
The other desert dwarves also remained silent. These strong-willed dwarves were obviously only willing to reveal some of the secrets of the troops who had contact with Beamon. As for other parts, they unanimously remained silent.
With a "Kangtong" sound, Liu Zhencheng kicked over the oak barrel. The mellow wine was like free swill and was splashed everywhere. The distressed group of dwarves tied to the date palm tree yelled.
"Want to drink? Heartache? Then tell me, what effect do you think hiding it can do?" Liu Zhencheng said sullenly: "Don't forget that there is a traitor among you! If you don't tell him, he is there.
Bian has already said it!"
The desert dwarves seemed to have become mute and blind. They closed their mouths and eyes tightly, and did not even want to look at the barrel of wine on the ground.
"I'm not talking about you idiots! Can't you tell some lies to deceive me? Why don't you trick me into having a drink?" Liu Zhensha laughed: "Fuck! Fortunately, I was able to trick me into something useful.
To tell you the truth, the dwarf who was brought to the lake just now is not a traitor. It’s just that I gave him two options. One is to throw him into the lake and drown, and the other is to eat and drink.
He cut off his head, but he chose the latter path."
The desert dwarves opened their eyes in relief, especially the two dwarves who had told the secret situation, their faces suddenly turned ashen.
"Throw them all into the lake. After all, these are a bunch of tough guys. There's no point in humiliating them anymore." Liu Zhensha sighed softly.
At this time, the sun finally set, and the afterglow reflected on the horizon, like a virgin's red dots.
"Haha, I'm going to get a wife again!" Liu Zhenzhen drank a large glass of water again, laughing slyly.
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Last night I wrote a manuscript for a Taiwan publishing house. I wrote 7,000 words, so I didn’t divide it into two chapters.
A brother asked, why were the two swans still there but the bat-man escaped?
You seem to have forgotten that the Song of the Forbidden Sky is not instant, but needs to be sung.
Some brothers asked, can they grow up? Of course Obisrachi can!
I will write about the wedding ceremony tomorrow...haha...(To be continued)