种家庆一路将莫聆风拎到马房之中，要让莫聆风在他的爱马面前认罪挨揍，殷南紧随其后，然而不能贸然救主——莫聆风有言在先，军If you get beaten, you can't do anything at will.
The soldiers arranged the torture bench, and Zhong Jiaqing pushed Mo Lingfeng onto the torture bench: "Yellow-haired girl! You are so bold! You dare to attack my horse and say, what did you do after taking my horse out for a long time? If you don't tell me, , I will beat you until you are covered with flowers today!”
After hearing Zhong Jiaqing's words, Mo Lingfeng immediately struggled and twisted into a living dragon under his hands, and never uttered the word "breeding".
She was not afraid of Zhong Jiaqing using military law against her, but Zhong Jiaqing was old and today was the Dragon Boat Festival. She couldn't make Zhong Jiaqing angry to death.
Apart from Zhong Jiaqing, there is no other way to place her troops in the army.
Seeing her tight mouth, Zhong Jiaqing became more and more suspicious that she was up to no good. He turned around and searched on the ground for a moment, found a bamboo grate, grabbed it upside down, and slapped Mo Lingfeng on the buttocks with a "slap".
Mo Lingfeng immediately let out a cry of pain, raised his head and feet at the same time, rolled and fluttered: "Spare your life! General, spare your life!"
Zhong Jiaqing immediately shouted, "Tell me, what did you do with my horse?"
"Nothing was done," Mo Lingfeng cried, "Nothing was done."
"Lie!" Zhong Jiaqing ordered the soldiers around him, "Go get the military staff!"
Mo Lingfeng had never seen a military staff before. When the soldiers brought the military staff, she turned around and her eyes immediately darkened.
The stick was black and thick, as tall as Yin Nan. If it hit her, half of her life would be killed with one stick.
She shivered, and without waiting for Zhong Jiaqing to use the stick, she hugged the torture stool and howled: "General, please forgive me, you can't beat me, I'm still young, I'll die if you beat me!"
Zhong Jiaqing stared at her thin back and scolded: "This is Gaoping Village, not the residence of your Kuanzhou Jiedu Envoy! You stole the war horse and refused to answer. I will give you ten strokes today as a warning!" "
After Mo Lingfeng heard this ten times, he was scared to death, and his fake cry turned into real cry: "Don't fight, don't fight, I said, I didn't do anything else, I just took it for breeding!"
"Watch--" Zhong Jiaqing raised his head and swallowed in anger, and took three steps back. The soldiers rushed forward to help him. It was very hard to suppress his laughter. The humiliated Wuzui horse also took the opportunity to neigh and beat the stable. The sky is filled with stirring.
"Hit!" Zhong Jiaqing has never seen such a naughty person. The angry leader glared, "Hold him down and give me twenty sticks! I will beat him myself!"
The two soldiers immediately went over and held down Mo Lingfeng's hands and feet. Mo Lingfeng pressed his face against the stool, his whole body tense, and he was moaning in his heart. His mind was spinning, trying to escape from the beating, but he opened his mouth and screamed. Say "brother".
It was okay when she wasn't screaming, but when she screamed, her eyes suddenly filled with tears - she was too far away from Mo Qianlan. Even if Mo Qianlan had a thousand hands, he couldn't save her in time, Zhao Shiheng was not there, and Wu Jin is not here, Cheng Ting is not here, and none of the people who love and protect her are around her.
They all loved her, so once she missed her, she would be filled with sorrow and couldn't help but burst into tears: "Brother, save me. Brother, please save me. Ah Ma is going to be beaten to death!"
Zhong Jiaqing held his military staff high. Hearing her suddenly cry out his nickname, the anger in his heart dissipated a lot. Looking at her slender figure, she was even narrower than the width of a torture bench. Hearing her cry again Call him "brother" and he won't be able to survive this beating no matter what.
He threw down his stick in annoyance and asked the soldiers to let her go: "I will send you this beating first. If you dare to make a mistake, you will be punished as well."
Mo Lingfeng got up quickly and apologized with sweat: "I know I made a mistake, and I don't dare to make any more mistakes."
Zhong Jiaqing couldn't help but laugh when he saw two huge tears hanging on her face, but he refused to give her a good look: "Go to Sanchuan Village tomorrow!"
"Yes, I'll take my leave." Mo Lingfeng glanced at the military staff, pulled Yin Nan over, and ran away like flying.
Although she was not severely tortured, she still received two bamboo grates on her buttocks, which made her walk awkwardly and in great pain.
Yin Nan supported her: "Girl, does it hurt?"
"It hurts," Mo Lingfeng nodded, "The old man's hands are very strong. If he uses the big stick, he will beat me to death."
Yin Nan saw that she was used to being beaten, so he didn't feel bad. He just helped her back and showed her her butt. When he saw that it was not damaged, he left her alone and packed her things for Sanchuan Village tomorrow.
The next day, Zhong Jiaqing came to Sanchuan Village with fifty Fengfeng knives and five battalions, replacing the disgraced right-leg army.
The weather was hot, the wind and sand were strong, and there was no trace of rain. The archer stood on the top of the fort, dizzy from the sun, and his armor was scalding. Every time at noon, the archer felt like he had turned into a piece of meat on the iron plate. , sizzling and oily.
They were so exposed to the sun that Jinlu's Iron Buddha Temple was overwhelmed and could not go out at this time.
Zhong Jiaqing did not want to let go of this rare peace, so he quietly ordered five people in the infantry camp to bring enough water for half a month, ten wind knives, a dry compass, a set of lead coffins and a scroll. Sheepskin began to move forward into the deserted sand.
He also thought that Mo Lingfeng was very powerful and would only work hard under her. He was afraid that Mo Lingfeng would act rashly and something would go wrong, so he specifically asked Feng Fan to follow him.
The five of them were separated, and Mo Lingfeng was in the middle, slowly driving forward.
On a hot summer day, there was no green shade in the sand. Mo Lingfeng was wearing a green bamboo hat, his hair and temples were soaked. A dung beetle crawled feebly by, and even the four-legged snake disappeared.
The wind is also scalding, the rocks are flowing with gold, a layer of fine yellow sand is rolling among the clumps of dead grass, and there is silence everywhere.
"There are trees ahead," Nomad Qing ran back, dripping with sweat, "Hu Tong."
Feng Fan's mouth was dry and he was speechless. He could only wave his hand and let him follow the footsteps of Nomad Qing and go to the branches of the tung tree to trim.
After taking a breath, Feng Fan said: "You guys block the wind in front, Mo Dutou, magnetic needle."
Everyone immediately formed an airtight circle. Mo Lingfeng took out the land compass, set the stand upright, put down the wooden plate, and hung the magnetic needle on the wooden stand with silk. When it was quiet and windless and the magnetic needle did not move, he looked at the north and south directions. .
After reading it, she took out the lead rafter, rolled out the leather paper, calibrated the position, connected a stroke to the previous mark, drew a tung tree, and wrote: "An hour later, about ten miles away, I saw a tung tree in the southeast. "
Spend several days drawing paths in the five cities. After returning, you can put the five drawings together to get a relatively complete map of the deserted sand, which will not change much in two or three years.
With this map, chasing Jinlu becomes much easier.
After painting, Mo Lingfeng put away the things, took the water bag and took a few sips. Yin Nan handed her a piece of cake. The cake was so dry that she couldn't break it. She was in need of a beating. Mo Lingfeng put the cake on the He hammered it hard twice on his leg, breaking it into several pieces before putting it in his mouth.
Everyone ate the cakes like they were grinding their teeth, and their hatred for Jin Lu grew even more.
(End of chapter)
