There are already a pile of heads accumulated in the open space in the main village. Blood gurgled along the ground paved with stone slabs and in all directions.
There was silence everywhere. Whether it was the horse thieves or the soldiers of the Northern Army, they all looked at the young man standing with his hands behind his hands on the wall with fearful eyes, as if looking at a devil.
The wind fell from the top of the mountain, taking away the densely packed flies and scaring away more than a dozen crows that were pecking secretly. Xue Xin strode towards the wall with a murderous look on his face. With every step, the armor would make a dull impact, hitting everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.
"Master, the execution is over, what should be done to the bandit leader?" Xue Xin placed his right hand on his left chest and solemnly performed a military salute of a fearless army.
"Okay, bring them two here." Wu Gen ordered softly.
"That Bukai is going to kill you." Shui Congyue, who had been silent until now, suddenly said. Ji Yan looked at Shui Congyue with relief and nodded, "What Captain Shui said is true. Such a vicious thief must be killed."
Wu Gen let out a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that the way of heaven was a little unfair. He was good-looking, and even if he killed someone, some people would praise him. How could there be any justice in heaven?
Niu Ye and Bu Kai were escorted over and knelt down at the foot of the wall. The expressions of the two of them were different. Niu's face was ashen, as if he was waiting to die.
Bu Kai looked left and right, smiled flatteringly at Wu Gen and said, "Sir, I have told this little brother the formulas of all the secret medicines." After saying this, he gestured to Zhuo Ke next to him.
"Very good." Wu Gen smiled with a smile on his face, like a weasel who suddenly encountered a chicken, with a hint of pleasure in his hypocrisy, "Now that the cloth leader has surrendered, it is indeed difficult to kill him. Someone, please send the cloth leader to meet his men. .”
"As ordered." Ha Ying and Zhuo Ke looked at each other, dragged the tightly tied Bu Kai to the center of the main stronghold, and placed it face down not far from the pile of heads.
Bukai struggled to lift his head from the blood and shouted at Wu Gen: "Sir, since I have surrendered and handed over my unique secret recipe, what are you going to do? You can't break your promise."
Wu Gen stared at the other party coldly and said slowly: "Since you have surrendered, I can let you go, so that no one will dare to surrender in the future. But those old and weak people who were killed by you have no choice but to let you go." I'm done." He turned around and returned to his seat.
Zhuo Ke waved his hand, and the fearless soldiers carried the corpses of old, young, women and children who died from eating evil pills or were killed by Bukai's team, and placed them one by one on Bukai's body.
Bu Kai also realized something was wrong at this time. He raised his head high and his body looked like a prawn, and shouted at Wu Gen: "Wu Gen, if you don't keep your word, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost." Brothers, the Ji family has no faith and has rebelled against their mother."
Ha Ying picked up a hammer and hit Bu Kai's mouth with it, interrupting his roar. "First ask the person you killed if he will let you go." Then he stuffed Bu Kai in his mouth. A piece of cloth, one step on the open head of the cloth into the blood again.
Corpses were placed one after another, and Bukai's low roar could be heard at first, then gradually became fainter, and finally became quiet.
The corpses piled up more and more, and finally formed a corpse mound more than two feet high. Blood continued to flow out of the corpse mound, and finally gathered together to form a red stream, which slowly flowed towards the gate tower and formed a huge pool of blood.
From the beginning to the end, the entire main village was quiet, with only the rustle of corpses being carried and the pop of blood dripping onto the ground.
Every time the corpse mound increases one level, everyone's heart is like a layer of stone. The atmosphere of depression and fear spreads among the crowd, as if they are sinking into a pool of blood, making it impossible to breathe. This slow execution is far more frightening than beheading.
Looking at the young man sitting on the chair with a calm face, these prisoners slowly lowered their heads, with more fear and awe in their unruly eyes. Even Zu Yuantong's men looked at Wu Gen with awe in their eyes. They didn't expect that this human race, which they usually looked down upon, would be so murderous.
Finally, this torturous execution was over. On the wall, Wu Gen was sitting in a chair, his eyes looking blankly into the distance, wondering what he was thinking. No one dared to speak out to remind him, and the deathly silence everywhere was just like the gray eyes on the corpse mound, lifeless.
The sun shines down, what should have been the original location in the village
There was warmth, but those present still felt cold.
Ji Yan looked at Wu Gen, opened her mouth but said nothing. He turned around and looked at Shui Congyue. He was sitting on the wall, silently looking at the grassland in the distance. The euphorbia stood aside, showing no intention of persuading him.
A few drops of cold sweat broke out on Zu Yuantong's forehead, and he was a little restless. He had secretly decided that when he returned to Xingshan, he must suggest to the three young masters that his camp should be farther away from the Fearless Army. Otherwise, it will be difficult to sleep soundly even at night.
Finally, it was Zhuo Ke who broke the unspeakable silence. After looking at the frightened people, he carefully came to Wu Gen's side and said, "Fortress leader, the execution is over, what should be done to that cow."
"Oh, today's meal will be boiled white bean sprouts with horse blood. So many horses have died, so we can't waste it." Wu Gen woke up from his trance and wiped his saliva.
Ji Yan suddenly stood up, stroking her chest desperately. An unspeakable nausea emerged from her stomach, and she stared at Wu Gen angrily.
The eyes of the others were also a little strange. Could it be that this person who was absent-minded just now was actually thinking about what to eat? This was so profound. Besides, he had just finished the battle and saw a scene of blood flowing in front of him. It was a shame that he could come up with this recipe.
Wu Gen passed through the murderous eyes of everyone and came to the wall, looking down at Niu Ye who was kneeling on the ground with a pale face, "Niu Ye, I ask you for the last time, are you willing to surrender?"
"I..." Niuya was about to speak when suddenly a young boy's scream came from the distance, "He is willing to surrender, he is willing to surrender."
Following the shout, the naughty boy who had been punished by Wu Gen rushed out of the crowd, passed by the tall corpse mound, and waded through the pool of blood that was already somewhat solidified, startling a swarm of flies.
Under the astonished eyes of everyone, the young man ran to the foot of the village wall, jumped up and slapped Niu Ye's bald head, punching and kicking him while cursing: "You're like a dog, how dare you not surrender even if I surrender?" , Why are you pretending to be a hero, why are you showing off your backbone, it’s a shame that I took your last name.
It doesn't matter if you die. If you leave, our Lao Niu family will be ruined. Who will take care of me? I'll beat you to death for being an unfilial and unjust thing, and I'll beat to death you for pretending to be aloof and inflexible. As long as you can survive, you are just a pig, and you can do it even if you kowtow twice. "
The young man was so wanton, but Niuya didn't say a word and allowed him to do whatever he wanted. It was obvious that the two knew each other.
How could this scoundrel untie the rope by himself? Ha Ying on the side muttered in his heart. He was about to step forward to stop him angrily, but was stopped by Wu Gen.
After beating him randomly, the young man saw that no one was paying attention to him. He looked up at Wu Gen who was smiling, blew on his red palms, and fell to his knees in front of Wu Gen with a plop, crying as if in a opera, " My magnanimous lord, just let my son go, he is a deadbeat. As long as he lives, I wish you to marry a hundred wives and have a thousand children, all without the help of others."
After listening to the young man's words, Wu Gen's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He jumped off the village wall in anger, grabbed the young man's messed up hair and lifted him up. "Boy, believe it or not, I will kill you and the cow right now." Already."
The fair-faced young man blinked and said, "If you wanted to kill me, you would have done it when we first met you."
Wu Gen was slightly startled, then threw the boy a few feet away, strode to Niu Ye, and said in a rough voice: "You are willing to surrender."
Niu also sighed, opened his mouth a few times and said dejectedly: "I wish to surrender."
Wu Gen breathed a sigh of relief. The reason why he always wanted to keep Niu Ye alive was because he was interested in his ability to tame mastiffs. He would not dare to let go of such a person. If he really refused to surrender, Wu Gen would be ready to kill him on the spot.
"Untie them." Wu Gen turned around and walked towards the village wall. After taking two steps, he turned around and said, "Take your remaining giant mastiffs with you. From now on, you will be responsible for taming the mastiffs."
Zhuo Ke on the side cut off the rope on Niuya's body with a knife. Niuya quickly stood up and looked at the young man who had climbed up from the ground, his eyes rolling around and peeking around, "Sir, what should I do with Niu Chao?" .”
It turned out that his name was Niu Chao. Wu Gen glanced at the fearless young man and curled his lips, "How dare I take in a devil like him? Spare his life and throw him outside to fend for himself."
"But, sir, he is still young. If he is thrown outside, there will be no way for him to survive." Niu was also a little anxious and took two steps forward.
Poof, Wu Gen sneered and said: "Niu Ye, even if you starve to death, he will be fine. What's the matter, you still want to bring an ancestor with you."
Niu Ye's expression froze, he touched his bald head which was slightly red and swollen from the beating, and finally closed his mouth.
After everything was settled, Wu Gen and others had a simple meal in the village. However, under the strong advice of everyone, they gave up the evil dish of roasted white jade cabbage with horse blood.
As for Ji Yan, she refused to eat in the village, so Zu Yuantong had no choice but to accompany her and open a small stove on the ground outside the village. But Wu Gen heard that the third young master vomited after just one bite and refused to eat again.
Escorting the captured and captives from this battle, Wu Gen and others rushed towards Xingshan. A blazing fire was already burning in the Dazhai behind them.
In the air, the Volunteer Falcon Army and the shuttles had already rushed back to Xingshan in advance. According to Wu Gen's secret instructions, all the valuables captured this time were secretly taken back by the Yifu Army.
Because they were escorting prisoners, the team was not moving very fast. Niu Chao, who was driven away, shamelessly followed the team and would not leave no matter how hard he was driven away. Ha Ying originally wanted to put a sack in it and throw it far away, but Wu Gen thought about it and decided not to. Even if such a rogue was thrown into another province, he could still follow the smell and run to Xingshan.
Along the way, scouts from other families occasionally passed by and saw the huge team. After observing the group, they left one after another. It doesn't take long for the outcome of this battle to be known to each family.
After hard work, they rushed back to Xingshan, but they were faced with another battle to divide the spoils.
This battle was a joint attack between the Fearless Army and Zu Yuantong, so naturally the harvest was equally divided. Even if Ji Yan doesn't fight, Zu Yuantong has to fight. Otherwise, how can he explain to his family when he goes back? Why would a general who can't even win a battle still follow him?
"No, it can't be divided equally. Our fearless army contributed a lot in this battle. We captured both strongholds. How can we share the victory equally?" In the mainstay stronghold on Xingshan Mountain, Wu Gen put one foot on a chair and With one foot on the table, like a fighting rooster, he yelled at Zu Yuantong opposite.
In the meeting hall, the men of Fearless Army and Zu Yuantong sat in a row, all with red faces and thick necks, confronting each other. If Ji Yan didn't feel something was wrong before entering the hall today, and ordered everyone not to bring weapons inside, It cannot be said that the two sides had already drawn their swords against each other at this time. .
"Wu Gen, you have such a big face. Why don't you share it equally? So many of my people have died. If you don't have too many, it's just for the sake of the young master." Zu Yuantong, whose face was red, also stepped on the table and shouted loudly. argued.
"It's just for the sake of the young master that I opened the matter up, otherwise you wouldn't be able to get a single tael of silver from anyone." Wu Gen showed no sign of weakness, waving his hands vigorously, "Hmph, from childhood to It’s so big that I haven’t taken out anything in my pocket.”
"What's wrong, you still want to take it all for yourself?" Zu Yuantong said angrily.
"Okay, okay, if you want people, ask for less money, if you want money, ask for less people." Ji Yan, who was sitting in the main seat, wiped the saliva on her face and said helplessly. If he doesn't come forward, the two of them may not stop arguing for several days.
In the end, with Ji Yan's vigorous mediation and in line with the purpose of the Beijun family being a family, the two parties finally reached an agreement. Give Zu Yuantong a thousand captives and more property. There are more people here in Wu Gen and naturally less money.
At this point, the first vigorous battle between the two armies ended successfully in a commotion.
