As a charge general, Meng Hetong was not in charge of the torture after he was brought back. He was enjoying himself and was about to take off his armor, but was caught by Xu Yanquan: "You took off your armor just after you came back. Are you willing to die?"
Meng Hetong then remembered that on the battlefield, many people would take off their armor as soon as they came back because they were not careful enough every year, and then they would get the armor-removing syndrome and die on the battlefield.
Meng Hetong looked at Xu Yanquan's frightened eyes and gave a rare honest smile: "I forgot about it for a moment, don't worry, there will never be a next time!"
"Be careful! Come, come with me to meet these soldiers from Northern Xinjiang!" Xu Yanquan punched Meng Hetong on the shoulder.
Meng Hetong's face was filled with despair: "No, why don't you go and interrogate the people I captured? I'm just an assault officer, so it's not good for me to go and interrogate people!"
Xu Yanquan looked at Meng Hetong coldly, with a bit of murderous intent in his eyes.
If the person in front of him was Xu Yanquan, Meng Hetong would not be afraid of him at all, but it happened that the person in front of him was his future uncle. He couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only lower his head and follow Xu Yanquan to the prison. A place for Xinjiang people.
As soon as they entered the dungeon, there was a foul smell, and both of them couldn't help frowning. Meng Hetong couldn't help complaining: "No wonder you don't let the Seventh Prince come. This is really not the place he should come to." This place! Even the local government prison cells don’t have such a strong smell!”
Xu Yanquan frowned slightly, and then said softly: "They say that the people in Northern Xinjiang are barbaric. I didn't believe it before, but this dungeon was not like this before. Recently, a lot of people from Northern Xinjiang have been arrested. Who would have thought , they refused to use the toilet bucket, so they relieved themselves in the corner of the cell, regardless of men or women, coming and going, this place is not as smelly as a latrine!"
Meng Hetong's face was full of disgust, and then he remembered Yale Gesheng, who was relatively well-educated: "With this kind of virtue, it's no wonder that men in northern Xinjiang always prefer women from the Central Plains. Women from the Central Plains are even country women." , not so uneducated!"
"Maybe they are afraid that we will poison the bucket!" Xu Yanquan raised his hand and waved it gently in front of his nose, "Isn't this smell abusing themselves? It's just hurting the brothers guarding the cell!"
"If you stay here for a long time, this person will become stupid!" Meng Hetongke was not as elegant as Xu Yanquan, and just pinched his nose.
The cell was divided into two parts, one for women and children, and one for men, and divided according to the most vicious attitudes.
They passed by the women's cell. These women were just here to do business, but they didn't expect that Northern Xinjiang would directly go to war with the Central Plains, so they were all arrested one after another.
Xu Yanquan and Meng Hetong were both handsome and handsome in the capital. Compared with the rugged northern Xinjiang people, they were naturally much more handsome. Among them were several women who maintained their own beauty. Seeing the two young generals so graceful They looked a little excited at first, but after seeing Meng Hetong's actions, they hid in a corner in shame.
The guarding soldiers happened to take over their shifts, so by the time they knew that Xu Yanquan and Meng Hetong were coming, they had already reached the place where the prisoners had been held.
The soldiers came over at a trot.
"This is our General Xu and General Meng, why don't you stand up and reply!" the soldier yelled angrily.
But it was obvious that the soldiers in Northern Xinjiang had no intention of giving him face. They squatted there one by one and ignored them.
Xu Yanquan frowned slightly, but he didn't think it was strange. If a soldier is so scared that he cries and wets his pants as soon as he is caught, that is a joke. It is normal to have some backbone.
"I am the Crown Prince of Ningyuanhou. You should have heard of Ningyuanhou!" Xu Yanquan looked at the soldiers from Northern Xinjiang in front of him and said softly.
The soldier was stunned for a moment and suddenly looked up at Xu Yanquan.
Xu Yanquan smiled, and then glanced at Meng Hetong beside him: "This is Yongchang Hou, the son of the Yongchang Hou who beat you to your death in the war and knelt down to beg for mercy! I think your superiors should already know this. The thing is, I just don’t know if they dare to attack the city!"
"They are just little bastards who wear crotchless pants. Our general is not comparable to you little bastards!" One of the soldiers suddenly said.
Xu Yanquan looked at him for a while, then laughed: "I thought none of you could understand the Central Plains dialect, but I didn't expect that some of you could understand it!"
The soldier was stunned for a moment: "So what if I can understand!"
"Do you still remember how you treated your prisoners?" Xu Yanquan tilted his head slightly, looked at the soldiers in front of him indifferently, and then laughed.
The soldier's heart skipped a beat.
Northern Xinjiang has a small population and is very xenophobic, so when they capture people from the Central Plains, they usually take them into custody and make them slaves. All men, women and children, old and young, have to do hard labor. When the war starts, they will also let them rush forward with swords to let them Fight with your own people, kill each other, and if you are lucky enough to survive, you will kill them with a knife. In the end, you will all die.
"Your emperor is a fool, a fool who has lost his temper in reading. He wants to subdue others with benevolence, so you can't kill us. Not only can you not kill us, but you also want to give us good food and drink. You fools still want to Take good care of us!" The soldier looked at Xu Yanquan and laughed, his eyes full of contempt.
Meng Hetong, who had been standing aside without saying much, suddenly laughed: "You do understand our rules, but when did you see your captured prisoners return alive and kicking?"
The soldier's eyes suddenly widened.
"Your second prince, in order to provoke a dispute and humiliate our princess, why do you think our emperor will treat you kindly?" Meng Hetong continued, "Besides, the sky is high, the emperor is far away, and the generals are outside, so military orders No! You can think about it first, how you might die!"
Xu Yanquan didn't say anything, stood up and followed Meng Hetong out.
After walking all the way outside, Xu Yanquan hit Meng Hetong on the shoulder in a circle: "You brat, you're pretty good at scaring people!"
"What kind of intimidation is this? They are all here to serve as soldiers. No one is afraid of death! There is nothing wrong with military orders being ignored when the generals are outside. They humiliate our princess, and it doesn't matter what we do. That's too much!" Meng Hetong lowered his eyes slightly.
Xu Yanquan was shocked: "Are you serious?"
Meng Hetong raised his eyebrows: "What, you think what I said is false? The so-called prisoners refer to surrendering. What kind of prisoners are they?"
