"Ah, General Yang, don't talk nonsense and let Shangguan hear it. Wouldn't it leave an impression?" the city gate order said with a smile.
"You are very good, thank you!" Yang Gan asked Krisna and his party to go home first, while he ran towards the execution ground. He had no choice but to do it. He is too weak now. Once he gets involved in the court turmoil, who knows what will happen and unpredictable. things.
Stay tight and don’t waste your time!
After arriving at the execution ground, I thought there was no one there. Who would have thought that there was already a sea of people here, and a large number of residents were surrounding the center of the execution ground watching the excitement.
There were dozens of people kneeling in the execution ground. Judging from their faces, it was obvious that they came from the grassland. Yang Gan squeezed through the crowd and came to the stand.
Two soldiers immediately blocked him and said, "Trespasser: Death."
"I am the partial general, Yang Qian. I heard that the superior officer had an edict, so I came here specially."
At this time, a little old man ran down in a hurry, saluted Yang Qian and said, "General Yang, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
"you are?"
"Old man Tian is the censor of Yuntong City in Yuntong County. The superior officials are not here, so I can only supervise the execution on my behalf."
Following the old man, he came to the top and a man with a face covered in powder and a male duck voice came out: "Yang Qian, take the king's edict."
Everyone present knelt down and lowered their heads. Yang Gan had no choice but to kneel down on one knee.
"The king's edict: Yang Qian, a partial general, loyal to the country, unparalleled in wisdom and bravery, repeatedly defeated the Xiongnu, and killed countless enemies. Now he is promoted to the rank of governor of Yuntong County and general of Zhenbei. All the frontier troops are under command."
"Great Xia will last forever, your king will last forever!" Officials from all the Guizhou provinces present shouted loudly, and the scene was deafening.
Yang Qian was dumbfounded at this time. Damn, this is a triple jump. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, it's a fool, and his cheap dad noticed him.
"Ah!! I won't listen, I won't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras."
Helpless, Yang Qian cupped his hands and said feebly, "The Great Xia will last for ten thousand years, and the King will last for ten thousand years."
"General Yang, congratulations. This promotion is comparable to that of Jiuqing." The censor continued to show his hospitality.
"Can I fucking cry?"
He cursed in his heart, but still had a smile on his face, "We must cooperate well in the future."
Both of them were making small plans for each other, but they showed a harmonious expression.
"Which clan are the people below from?" With Yang Qian as the general of Zhenbei, and being promoted to the county guard, it was natural for him to supervise the execution.
"General Qi, the following group of people are all Huns disguised as Huns."
"Which tribe are they pretending to be?" Yang Gan asked curiously.
Nomads also have caravans, but most of them come to sell goods. The Huns are at odds with Daxia and usually pretend to be other ethnic groups.
Xia Guo also turned a blind eye. He couldn't help this kind of thing. As long as it wasn't too much, he usually wouldn't take the initiative to find trouble.
"They were pretending to be members of the Jie tribe, and they were fine at first, but a few of them were caught by soldiers near Yuntong, who said they were sneaking around and peeking into the military camp."
Yang Gan immediately understood that it turned out to be a caravan and spies. This was too unprofessional and not as powerful as Fujiko Susumu and others.
"Since the evidence is sufficient, he must be executed if his identity is proven."
Dozens of human lives seemed to have no weight in Yang Qian's eyes at this time. It was not that he didn't respect life, but that he had killed many people and was already numb.
At this time, the sky suddenly became dark. When everyone looked up at the sky, there was a strange distortion in the middle of the execution ground, but unfortunately no one noticed it.
The clouds dispersed, and a man and several bags actually fell from the sky, knocking the executioner unconscious.
"Click rub rub~~!"
The nearby soldiers all drew out their swords, and Chang Ge faced the person who was smashed on the ground with a panic look on his face.
Yang Gan blinked his eyes, rubbed them hard again, and stood up suddenly, "Nima, where did this person come from?"
"Who is this?"
"How could people fall from the sky?"
"Could he be a god?"
"Fart, the god with yellow hair?"
"Have you ever seen a god?"
The Guizhou leaders nearby began to talk about it.
The one who was hit was a woman. She frowned slightly. It was obvious that she was hit hard. She slowly got up from the ground. Several soldiers were actually frightened by her and took a few steps back.
Yang Gan looked at everything in front of him in shock, his hands trembling with excitement, but he used his strong psychological quality to forcefully suppress it. The boxes that fell with her were clearly several large suitcases.
"Pa~~!"
The censor slapped the case, which shocked Yang Qian. He was so powerful.
"The man who dared to attack the executioner, and who also had yellow hair, must be an accomplice of the Huns who came to rob the execution ground." The censor immediately took action.
Yang Gan almost spit out a mouthful of water. Brother, no, uncle, this is really a movie. Who dares to rob the execution site after eating a bear-hearted leopard?
I'm afraid it's not because of the longevity, there are more than 200 soldiers present, rob the law field? That's giving someone away.
The woman stood up, touched her head, and walked around in confusion. Her clothes were misty, and they were indeed ancient clothes, but Yang Qian understood that these clothes were not from this era at all.
Everywhere she went, the soldiers would back away slightly, as if they were afraid.
The captain who was in charge of the soldiers frowned and said, "It doesn't matter what gods or monsters they are, it's just that if you kill one more person, you will get more credit."
The censor looked at Yang Gan, who had no reaction, and immediately commanded, "That makes sense, arrest her quickly."
"Someone, get it for me."
A dozen soldiers holding halberds put their spearheads directly on the woman's neck.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?" The woman who was still confused suddenly came back to her senses. She suddenly panicked when she saw a handful of bright halberds.
Two soldiers came over and tied her hands behind her back.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?" The woman was in pain and wanted to struggle, but how could she withstand the strength of two young and powerful soldiers.
"Stop blabbering and let's go."
Two soldiers held her down on the execution platform. The woman looked around and saw a row of men and women wearing fur clothes.
Just by looking at them, they looked like foreigners. Some were looking at the high platform angrily, while others were sobbing.
The Huns are also human beings, and some are afraid of death.
Zhang Yumeng was filming in Hengdian and had finally finished filming a scene. When he was lying on a lounge chair holding a suitcase and preparing to find something to eat, the sky darkened. When he opened his eyes, he found that the surrounding scenery had changed.
Could it be that the director had temporarily changed the scene to another scene? She couldn't decide. When her head was still dizzy, a dozen bright weapons were placed on her neck, which completely confused her.
Before she could react, she was already pressed against a red wooden bar. However, the two extras were so strong that they hurt themselves. She had to file a complaint when it was over.
"The unknown woman openly hijacked the execution ground in an attempt to rescue the Huns. She also has yellow hair. She is definitely not from the Central Plains and must be an accomplice of the Huns."
The Huns present were dumbfounded, and one of them said, "I don't know him at all."
The captain sneered, "I knew you would say that. According to Daxia law, beheading and execution!"
All the Huns couldn't help but tremble a few times, and glared at those who went to investigate the enemy's situation. In fact, most of them didn't know.
I just came here to do business as usual, pretending to be a Jie tribe to sell furs, and then purchase copper, iron and salt. Who could have imagined that I would encounter such a thing.
Zhang Yumeng blinked his eyes, "What kind of execution? Hurry up and get it done, hurry up and get it over with, or~~~"
Before she could say anything else, the executioner sprayed wine on the sword with wine in his mouth. Suddenly, a mist of wine got on her clothes, and Zhang Yumeng moved aside in disgust.
"Where do these extras come from? They are the dedicated ones who are kneeling. Wow, wow, look, that person is trembling, his acting skills are so good, wow, that person even peed. Are you so serious about filming now?"
The executioner starts from the front row, raising his machete.
The first Huns struggled suddenly, with tears and runny eyes streaming down his face, and he kept shouting some unintelligible words in his mouth.
"I don't want to die."
Several people nearby said angrily, "Why are you crying? The Huns are not afraid of death. Don't embarrass us Huns."
Zhang Yumeng couldn't help but nod, "Looks like I need to ask more about where these extras come from and how much they cost per day. The acting skills are too realistic."
But then she became confused, "What kind of scene are they filming? The scene I just played was clearly about falling in love with the emperor, but now I have to be beheaded directly. Could it be that the editor's head is cramping again."
Looking at the fierce and ferocious person on the right, and then looking at the man on the left with snot and tears, Zhang Yumeng became curious as he could smell the tears of a sad person.
"These extras couldn't have graduated from film and television universities. I don't know whether they are from Nortel, China Drama or Shangxi."
"Wait~~~!" came a slightly childish male voice.
Everyone looked towards the high platform.
"Does General Yang have any new instructions?" Censor asked respectfully.
"Don't worry!" Yang Qian turned around and understood that he must save this woman. She may be his only fellow countryman in this world.
Yang Gan came to the execution ground, looked at all the Huns and asked, "You are all Huns, disguised as Jie people, selling supplies. Why do you want to spy on military intelligence? Who ordered you?"
Zhang Yumeng looked at the armored man walking onto the execution ground, his face full of doubts, and he randomly complained, "Isn't the male pig's feet 185? Why is he so short? The investor must have falsely reported his height."
"Sir, sir, we are just selling supplies. It was him and the two of them who went to spy on the military situation. We didn't even know." The guy with tears and runny nose immediately cried.
"Yes, sir, we were wronged."
"My lord, Ming Jian."
Yang Qian looked at the dozens of people present, "Well, Zhenni Ma wasted, this is the superior slave material, it is a pity to kill it like this."
With a sound of "Shua~~~", the frightened Huns were released, and they grabbed him and came to the middle.
"Tell me, who was spying on the military situation?" Yang Qian immediately raised his suspicions.
The frightened Huns immediately pointed at a few people, knelt down, and said with tears, "He, he, he, it's the three of them. When we weren't paying attention, they said they were going to a brothel to have fun. How did we know that they went back to spy on the military situation? General, I, I don’t want to die.”
