In an instant, he rushed past six people and quickly restrained Li Feng. He stared at the commander of the Flying Eagle Army fiercely, "I will become a good man again after eighteen years. Just stay alive and wait for me!"
"That's not a bad tone. Pull him down and beat him to death!"
Li Feng's eyebrows were scarlet. He looked up at the bright moon hanging above his head, feeling a chill and resentment in his heart.
They have conquered thousands of miles for the Dog Emperor, and now they have ended up like this. What was the purpose of all these years of fighting and fighting?
If I had known this earlier, I might as well have gone with the prince and avoided all the humiliation. ,
It wasn't until someone pressed him down on the chair and sudden pain hit him that Li Feng came back to his senses. ,
He gritted his teeth and remained silent.
But the more he behaved like this, the harder the opponent hit him, as if he wanted to completely break his pride.
The rest of the Ming Yu Army soldiers around were also pulled to one side to watch the execution. Everyone couldn't help but blush when they saw their former commander being so humiliated in order to save them.
How can you be so humiliating to someone who kills people with no more than a nod?
...、
Dream-like thoughts swirl with old dreams, and the graceful willow branches blow through the ancient pavilions in the wind.
Yin Luzhu leaned against the railing and listened quietly to the gentle and continuous sound of the spring rain, while the horn floated quietly in the wind.
The elegant rouge reflected the distant pavilion. Her green sleeves, as thin as cicada wings, were wrapped in a thin quilt. Through the window and separated by the flowers, she looked at the Flying Eagle Military Camp not far away.
The once endless hatred has not been resolved today.
But she still looks forward to it persistently, placing this hatred to the ends of the world. Even if she has no regrets in her life, her youth will not be dimmed.
What she wants, she must get.
This Ming Dynasty Army was created by her father. She would not let it die like this. These people were disobedient and proud of their achievements. She wanted to break their pride with her own hands and take them under her sect.
No one can disobey it.
"Your Majesty, if we continue to fight, I'm afraid this man will die!" Chang Yu looked at that scene and couldn't help but remind him.
Yin Luzhu's lips curled up slightly, and then he said, "Let's go and have a look."
He was always trained by his father, and he did have some abilities. It was a pity that he died like this. ,
She actually loves and cherishes talents.
…
In the Flying Eagle military camp, the fortresses are towering, the flags are flying, the noise is filling the eardrums, the warriors are full of energy, the silver armor shines dazzlingly, the firelight beats like a dragon and a tiger, the drums shake the sky and the earth, as if there is only one thing left in the world. This powerful and mighty fighting aura.
Looking at this scene, Yin Luzhu murmured: "The sound of gongs and drums resounded through the sky, and the flags fluttered and reflected the sun. The soldiers stood bravely with their chests high, and their orders came out of the sacred capital like a mountain."
Chang Yu and Qing Luo looked at each other and said nothing in a tacit understanding.
I always feel that the prince seems to have changed, and now she is more indifferent than before.
Yin Luzhu listened to the voice coming from the other side and walked up leisurely. She pushed through the crowd and saw the beaten and dying Li Feng at a glance.
The blood dyed his clothes red, and the sweat wet his hair, which was messy and stuck to his pale face.
Just when the big board was about to fall, Chang Yu took out the long sword in his hand and blocked the board.
Seeing someone causing trouble, the executioner subconsciously wanted to get angry, but he raised his eyes and saw Yin Luzhu standing not far away.
