Chapter 33: Behead the hero of Lingyan Pavilion to show the ambition of our Chu King’s army!

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"good."

Chu Suiliang was about to leave, but he stopped for a moment on the way, seemed to have thought of something, and took out a letter from his arms.

"By the way, General Qinglong, this is what General Suzaku asked me to hand over to you."

He handed the letter to General Qinglong.

General Qinglong took it but did not open it immediately. After watching Chu Suiliang leave, he opened the letter.

There are only a few words in the letter.

【do not wait for me. 】

General Qinglong’s eyes flashed.

Sure enough, the four beast generals knew the four beast generals. If General Suzaku hadn't said this, he would have led a small team and continued waiting here.

Just for that touch of miracle.

And General Suzaku's letters said so, which meant that General Suzaku himself didn't even plan to escape.

Squeeze!

Hold the letter tightly!

"Bring the eldest grandson Shunde and his people here!"

General Qinglong made a fuss.

soon.

Changsun Shunde and others were suppressed.

General Qinglong blocked his mouth with his cold eyes staring directly at Changsun Shunde's fearful eyes.

"Changsun Shunde, did you see this along the way?"

Changsun Shunde's eyes trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the back of his neck was tightly grasped by General Qinglong and he could not move away.

"Look...what do you see?"

He swallowed, filled with fear.

"This general, Qinglong Camp, and the people of Chuhe Village are filled with rage that is about to overflow their bodies, Changsun Shunde! Do you feel it!!!"

General Qinglong roared angrily, then grabbed Changsun Shunde and looked at the backs of the last group of Chuhe Village villagers.

"Look, look! Just for that nephew of your eldest son's family, my Highness! My best friend! My Highness's soldiers! My villagers of Chuhe Village! Died! Just because of the suspicion of His Majesty who you believe in!!"

"Changsun Shunde! Have you seen it! Many of them have lost their family members, and they have been suppressing the anger in their hearts!!"

Changsun Shunde was so frightened that his eyes were frightened and his lips trembled: "I...I, I, I, I saw it! General Qinglong, I saw it!"

"But that was done by those people in Chang'an City and has nothing to do with my eldest grandson, Shunde!!"

He was scared, scared!

The cold and ruthless General Qinglong was angry. He didn't know how terrible the consequences would be, and he didn't dare to offend this person again and make him even more angry.

"Humph! It has nothing to do with you? That's not your decision!"

"Team 2, get the knife!"

General Qinglong issued the order.

His crossbow team is mainly equipped with crossbows and also has swords.

The second team of Qinglong Guards took out their sabers, their eyes full of hatred, and one by one they came to the side of Changsun Shunde and his soldiers.

Perhaps some of the 50 soldiers were captured because Jin Yin joined Zhang Sun Shunde's command, or perhaps for other reasons, but that reason is not important anymore.

Because joining Changsun Shunde's account would be wrong! !

General Qinglong and Qinglong Camp all have anger that is about to escape from their bodies and needs to be vented! Disperse!

How could we spare them! !

"Raise the knife!"

General Qinglong gave an order, and the second team of Qinglong guards raised their swords and aimed them at the necks of Changsun Shunde and these prisoners.

"General Qinglong, you, you can't do this! I am a relative of the emperor! His Majesty's relative, if you kill me, it is tantamount to treason! You will be punished by the Nine Clan! If you go to the Xu family, you will definitely be infamous for thousands of years! You are the sinner of your family! You can't kill me, you can't..."

Changsun Shunde's eyes were red and he roared tremblingly.

He doesn't want to die!

As a nobleman and a relative of His Majesty, he has countless money. Now that His Majesty has finally succeeded in his rebellion, he has not had time to enjoy it.

He doesn't want to die, and he can't die! !

The prisoners also begged for mercy, with tears and snot flowing from their noses.

But there was only determination in General Qinglong's eyes.

He knew the consequences of killing Changsun Shunde, but so what? The people Li Shimin killed were a group of people!

He wanted to use his eldest son Shunde's head to tell Li Shimin that King Chu's army also had their arrogance!

It's not like Li Shimin can kill him if he wants!

next moment.

As General Qinglong waved his hand, all the swords of the second team of Qinglong Guards fell down.

"Chi chi chi......"

Heads fell one by one, rolling on the ground like balls.

The leader, Changsun Shunde, looked in disbelief until his head fell to the ground.

unbelievable!

This General Qinglong really killed him!

Inverted!

Totally the opposite! !

This declaration was to be an enemy of the entire Tang Dynasty.

However, even if they were enemies of the entire Tang Dynasty, General Qinglong and Qinglong Camp showed no fear, only their endless anger was slightly reduced.

"Qinglong Camp!"

General Qinglong raised his hand and cut his right palm, and blood dripped down to the ground: "Send it to General Suzaku, to the Suzaku Camp, and to me, the villagers of Chuhe Village!"

At this moment, General Qinglong, limited by the speed of information transmission in this era, did not know that General Xuanwu was also dead, so he did not mention General Xuanwu.

Many Qinglong Guards followed closely, slashing their right palms and shouting in unison.

"Send it to General Suzaku, send it to Suzaku Camp, and send it to me, the villagers of Chuhe Village!"

General Qinglong shouted again: "Everyone, mount your horses and go home!"

He got on his horse and didn't care about Zhang Sun Shunde's head at all, because someone would help him deal with that head.

Just as he mounted his horse and was about to turn around and leave, General Qinglong looked back at the cave, his eyes slightly narrowed and his gaze as sharp as a sword.

His eyes seemed to penetrate time, space and matter, and he saw Li Shimin in Chang'an City far away.

Once upon a time, Li Shimin was such a good person.

His code name of Qinglong, which is the word "dragon", clashed with the emperor and was changed to Qinglin. It was Li Shimin who fought against all opinions and jointly remonstrated with the King of Chu, so he kept the title of Qinglong.

There are many, many things that are really good and good.

But I never expected that I would reach this point today.

Fortunately, when His Highness was building Chuhe Village, he spent a lot of manpower and material resources to build this secret passage, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

At that time, he questioned His Highness, but now it seems that he is superficial.

"General Tiance Li Shimin, I, the King of Chu's army, have recorded this grudge!"

"In Chang'an, our Chu King's army will eventually come back. By then, it will be the day when horses trample on Chang'an!"

After saying coldly, General Qinglong turned around and left, taking his Qinglong Battalion to escort the villagers of Chuhe Village back home!

And not long after he left.

In the jungle, a drunken man appeared, drinking and staggering.

However, the man looked like he was running around drunk, but his steps were extremely light, and he didn't even touch a big tree during his chaotic walking.

And when he saw the blood on the ground and dozens of heads, he was not afraid like ordinary people. He still went his own way and continued drinking and walking. When he got close to the head of Changsun Shunde, only one of them lowered himself, and the head of Changsun Shunde was gone. Yes, it was collected by him.

He was one of the Twelve Nighters under the King of Chu, Shen Hou.

The purpose of taking away Changsun Shunde's head this time was to send it to where it belonged.

"Hahaha, so happy! So happy!!"

Shenhou took another swig of wine.

I don't know whether he was talking about the pleasure of drinking, or the pleasure of having his eldest grandson Shunde executed.