"Your Majesty is wise!"
After Zhang Tu thought for a moment, he took a deep breath and said.
"Your Majesty is right, this is indeed what happened!"
Although Wu Guoxiang was hesitant to speak, Chen Qi still chose to side with Liu Deng.
"Somebody come!"
Since they agreed, Liu Deng quickly wrote a letter on his desk and finally put it in the mailbox.
"What is your order, Your Majesty!"
Du Ziteng asked quickly.
"Find a few reliable people and hurry up and deliver this letter to Mr. Feng Jingfeng in person and tell him to act according to the plan!"
While Liu Deng was speaking, he handed the mailbox to Du Ziteng.
"promise!"
Du Ziteng did not dare to delay. After taking the mailbox, he immediately began to select people.
Eight hundred miles of expedited, this is already the fastest way to transmit information, but even so, by the time Feng Jing received this letter, it was already the morning of the third day!
"Come here, go and invite General Guan Fu!"
After Feng Jing read the contents of the letter, he thought for a moment and then gave the order.
"promise!"
The old housekeeper outside the door responded and immediately sent someone to ask Guan Fu to come.
"What's wrong, Mr. Feng? But has there been any response from the king?"
It was not long before Guan Fu, covered in sweat, came out of the door angrily.
"That's right, it's a letter from the King. You should read it first and then speak!"
Feng Jing looked a little serious and handed the letter in his hand to Guan Fu.
"hiss--"
After reading the contents of the letter, Guan Fu gasped.
Although Guan Fu was not convinced at first, he also knew that this country did not have reinforcements, so if they really wanted to fight like this.
They have no problem guarding the city, but there is no good way to prevent these Wuhuan people from going south.
After all, although Modao's army is powerful, after being crippled again, he has only recruited less than 3,000 new soldiers so far.
Including the remaining veterans in his hands, the total number of these people is less than 5,000. Adding the defenders in Yanmen City, the total number is only 15,000... ....
"What do you think about this matter?"
Feng Jing hesitated for a moment, then looked at Guan Fu again.
"The troops we have are really too few. If those Wuhuan people directly bypass the city and attack southward, I'm afraid we will be very passive..."
Guan Fu was a little hesitant. After all, if these Wuhuan people were allowed to go south, they would all be destroyed.
"Then it depends on your ability!"
Feng Jing hesitated for a moment, then considered his words.
"how do I say this?"
Guan Fu was stunned for a moment and didn't quite understand.
"The king has actually made it very clear that these people are actually here to rip off people. Do you think they really dare to risk entering our country at this time?"
"you mean……"
Guan Fu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Just like the king said, give them a blow! As long as they are hurt and frightened by the beating, they will naturally not dare to mess around! Isn't the envoy still alive now? Just let him go back and send us a message !”
"I'll ask someone to bring them out right now!"
Guan Fu also suddenly became interested. It had been a long time since he had killed someone, and his hands were really itchy.
"Let me out, let me out, you can't do this to me! I am the envoy of King Wuhuan, I am the envoy of King Wuhuan!"
In the deep dungeon, Unal really became more and more angry as he thought about it.
No matter how you say it, you are still a captain of ten thousand men, and he is also an envoy personally appointed by King Wuhuan. How could he be reduced to this situation?
These damn Han Chinese!
If words could kill, Guan Fu would already be riddled with holes by now.
It's a pity that no matter how vicious he curses here, Guan Fu can't hear him...
"Why do these guys stink so much? Why do they look like they were lifted out of a latrine?"
After receiving Guan Fu's order, Han Sanjin personally brought several soldiers from the Modao Army to escort these people to the prefect's mansion.
"Sir, this is no wonder, the weather is not particularly hot right now, these bastards are all wearing leather jackets..."
Several jailers hurriedly explained in a low voice.
"Okay, let's go get some water and wash them off. The way they are now, they can't stun the prefect!"
Han Sanjin gave the order, and the Modao Army soldiers and jailers behind him immediately took action, took out a few buckets of cold water from the water tank next to them, and poured it on the Huns head-on.
"You damn dogs! You are blaspheming the dignity of King Wuhuan!"
Unal was really going crazy. These Han people didn't treat them as human beings at all!
"If you dare, say what you just said again!"
Han Sanjin's expression suddenly changed. As soon as he stretched out his right hand, someone behind him immediately handed over his Mo Dao.
Looking at the sharp blade, Unal wisely closed his mouth.
After all, a good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences!
If he was really one of those idiots who didn't know how to live or die, how could he have a mouth that was good at flattering?
"First give him twenty lashes, and then take him to see the prefect!"
"promise!"
Hearing what Han Sanjin said, several jailers hurriedly stepped forward and opened the cell door. Those wolf-like and tiger-like Mo Dao soldiers rushed in without saying a word, dragged Unal and walked out.
"You can't hit me. I am Wuhuan's envoy. I am Wuhuan's envoy!"
Unal really regretted it now. He had nothing to do, so why did he insist on scolding people in front of them? Wasn't this asking for trouble for himself?
But how could those soldiers of Modao Army take him seriously at this time?
Without saying a word, these people dragged him to the execution chamber nearby. After fixing his hands and feet on the execution frame, they took off his leather jacket, picked up the whip and whipped him.
"ah--"
"ah--"
…
The soldiers of the Mo Dao Army are all amazingly powerful. Now they are executing the execution in person. The whips are naturally extremely heavy. After three or five whips, the skin and flesh have already been torn. By the time the twenty whips are finished, Unal There is no good skin and flesh all over this body.
"Keep this in mind from now on. If I hear you insulting me as a big man again, don't blame me and I'll just chop you in the head!"
Seeing Han Sanjin's murderous eyes, Unal was so frightened that he didn't even dare to speak...
"Clean him up and take him away! Drive all the remaining bitches outside and tie them up with ropes. Don't let them escape. They still have the Marquis' gate. I haven’t paid any compensation!”
