"Will the general come and try it himself, or will a subordinate come and take the first shot?"
"General, would you like to try the joy of breaking a melon?"
Wei Cheng raised the corner of his mouth, not interested in his perverted hobby, and shook his head lazily.
"In this case, I will accept the concession."
Qiu Liang rubbed his hands, looked at the mountain, adjusted the angle of the crossbow, and aimed at the beautiful white breasts at the gate a hundred steps away.
The beauty was already so frightened that she couldn't even speak. Her legs were trembling, and her face was pale as she looked straight ahead at the iron arrows that glowed coldly in the sun.
There was hot air floating in the cold wind. The two sergeants who grabbed her arms frowned. When they looked down, they saw the embarrassed and frightened woman slumped on the ground. The fabric between her legs was wet, and the yellowish warm liquid spread from under her body. Come.
The originally charming beauty was frightened to death.
"Don't kill me...save me..."
Several beauties who were brought together were so scared that they knelt aside, fearing that if they made a sound, they would be the next ones to be held down. One of them was slightly younger and looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old. The woman has deep feelings and boldly pounces on Qiu Liang and Wei Cheng to plead for mercy.
"Prime Minister, General..." She burst into tears and lay on the ground, her thin shoulder blades shaking uncontrollably: "Please let my sister go..."
Chen Zhao frowned slightly and turned his head, not looking.
Qiu Xiaoyun glanced expressionlessly, turned his gaze, and stared at the bronze crossbow machine intently.
Yu Shan leaned against the pillar, holding the knife in both hands, staring at the old man.
Of course Wei Cheng would not pay attention to it. The life or death of his own people who hated Liang Liang had nothing to do with him.
but......
He glanced sideways inside the tent. It was quiet behind the screen, with no movement at all.
I don't know, I can guess that there is someone hidden inside.
It was estimated that the people inside had just finished their breakfast and were lying on the couch with full stomachs and taking a nap. This Shen Yinxiao was like a domestic cat when he was really obedient. Thinking of that appearance, he was in a good mood and curled his lips. , but soon thought of something again, and the smile on his lips turned cold.
He snorted coldly.
Wei Ning noticed him turning around and thought he had some instructions.
"General, what's wrong?"
"nothing."
Qiu Liang was about to pull the hanging knife when he heard the beauty on the side crying loudly, so he kicked her impatiently, kicked her in the stomach, kicked her to the ground, waved his sleeves and said in disgust: "Go, go, go." , disturbing people.”
In front of Wei Cheng, he attached great importance to this first shot. If he missed the shot or something went wrong and the cooked duck flew away, the lives of ten women would not be enough to vent his anger.
He pulled the hanging knife, his teeth immediately retracted, the string hooked on it suddenly loosened, and the iron arrow flew out, turning into a black shadow and bringing up a gust of wind.
When he looked at the results with great anticipation, the smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and it turned out to be true.
The woman screamed, and her right shoulder was pierced by an iron arrow. Her whole body was carried away by the sudden force, like a flying kite, and was nailed to the pillar behind her. The crossbow was so powerful that the pillar was actually A crack as thick as a palm opened in the middle, almost splitting the pillar in half.
Wei Cheng said quietly: "Prince Qiu, can't you be accurate?"
He sneered: "How can I use it like this?"
Qiu Liang's face stiffened and he shook his head: "Impossible. If there is a problem, it's also my problem. It can't be Wangshan's fault. Everything that comes out of my hands is screened layer by layer. It's impossible to give you substandard goods. , I also tried it before shipping it out, and there is absolutely no problem.”
He turned his head viciously and kicked the girl who had just begged him for mercy in the face, causing her nose to bleed: "You little bitch, it's all your fault!"
The girl's face was covered with blood and she lay on the ground begging for mercy.
Wei Cheng frowned, the tent was in a mess due to the fat pig.
"Okay." He said coldly.
Qiu Liang took back his kicking leg and said, "I'll hit him again."
The woman who was nailed to the camp door trembled, her head and face were covered with cold sweat, and she was so painful that she could not speak.
The scarlet face was washed into red mud by cold sweat and tears, which still couldn't cover up the pale complexion.
She was nailed in the air in a weird and twisted posture, and with every twitch, she could even hear the bones in her body shattering.
"Click-click-"
Every time he trembled, the clavicle that was tightly nailed cracked a little.
Only the skin and flesh are left connected to prevent the body from being separated from the shoulders.
It hurts so much.
It hurts.
Why her?
She groaned in despair. Seeing that she had no strength to resist, the two sergeants who were originally responsible for restraining her stood quietly aside, and even moved a little further away calmly.
God knows where Qiu Liang will deflect his next arrow.
One of them turned his head and heard the dying woman moaning, as if she had something to say. He got closer and finally heard clearly.
She let them kill her.
How painful it is that you want to die.
But such requests are so common in military camps that they are not surprised.
Qiu Liang carefully adjusted Wangshan, his palms became sweaty, and he wiped them with his sleeves. He was about to pull the hanging knife when he suddenly heard a woman's voice coming from behind him.
"Let me do it."
Qiu Liang turned his head in shock.
She is a beautiful and young woman.
He sneered and looked up and down at the woman who had appeared out of nowhere.
Does she know what this is? Still want to try?
Just as he was about to ignore it, he suddenly remembered that Wei Cheng had suddenly come into the tent and stayed there for a long time. He figured that this woman might have something to do with Wei Cheng and was just doting on Zheng Sheng, so he laughed again: "Young lady, are you kidding me? .....This is not a fun thing."
After saying that, he glanced at Wei Cheng who was standing aside and said with a smile: "Young lady, you'd better go in. This is a man's business outside. The smell of blood is strong, so be careful of collision."
Wei Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and turned his head to look at the slim girl.
Shen Yinxiao didn't look at him and said calmly: "I want to try it."
She was still wearing the dress from yesterday. The sky-blue Suluo material stuck to her body lightly. Even if she wore a jacket, she still didn't look bloated. Her wrists, as smooth as mutton-fat jade, were wrapped with several circles of soot-glazed glass. The waves sparkled and shone brightly under the sun.
He pursed his lips tightly and didn't look at himself. He looked like he was still losing his temper, but he looked much better than the stubborn look he had last night.
It's better to take the initiative and ask for something than to be lazy and show no interest in anything.
He completely forgot about what he had just told her not to come out. He raised his chin, pointed in Qiu Liang's direction, smiled lazily, and said, "Come and try if you want to play."
Yu Shan, Chen Zhao, Qiu Xiaoyun and others, including military advisor Guo Yan and Susukino, all looked over in surprise.
Yu Shan, who was leaning carelessly, now straightened his back and looked at Shen Yinxiao, who was silent, with wide eyes, and then at Wei Cheng, who had been looking at Shen Yinxiao.
He raised his elbow and bumped Qiu Xiaoyun beside him, winked and lowered his voice: "General, what's going on? I asked you to bring people back, but you also let them 'play' with a crossbow? Is that playable?"
The last word "play" has a high-pitched ending, full of disbelief.
"I don't know." Qiu Xiaoyun glanced at him, calmly pushed the hilt of his knife in his arms to the side, and said lightly: "Don't you want to play too?"
Yu Shan touched his chin and clicked his tongue: "Can it be the same?"
I don’t know what I thought of, so I chuckled twice: “Sure enough, the Tomb of Heroes of Wenwen Township...”
Just as he was smiling narrowly, a chill suddenly ran down his spine. He raised his head and saw Wei Cheng's cold eyes, his expression changed, he shut up and stood still.
Guo Yan was different from Wei Cheng and other personal guards. He was a straightforward minister with a pure mind. When he saw this scene, he was first surprised, then frowned, and his concern for the country and the people was written on his face.
Beauty can harm things, beauty can harm the country.
He wanted to speak out and remonstrate, but because Qiu Liang and everyone were present, he held his ground and waited for Qiu Liang to leave.
