Dongwu City Government Office.
The silver knife was hot on the fire, cutting open the congested and swollen flesh. With a "stab" sound, white water vapor rose up.
The cut flesh was instantly burned and turned white.
The boy serving the soup had seen many knife wounds, but when he saw the man sitting in front of him without changing his expression, holding a silver knife and slashing his shoulders with one knife after another, he still lowered his head in fear.
Wei Cheng raised his hand to hold the handle of the arrow. The arrow sank into his shoulder, and he exerted slight force.
The barbed arrow cluster was completely pulled out with a "swipe" sound.
Blood gushed out like a spring, turning half of his body red.
The military doctor immediately picked up the hot silver knife and burned it.
There was another "stabbing" sound of flesh and blood being boiled.
The rich smell of blood in the air was filled with the smell of burning.
"General, you should be more careful." Wei Ning couldn't help but said.
Today in Qingcheng, all the aristocratic families of some size were driven to the city gates to be slaughtered, and some were still stubbornly resisting.
Watching these idiots struggling coldly, a stray arrow shot into his left shoulder.
He was the only remaining son of the Cui family in Dongwu. He didn't even have time to celebrate after being shot. Wei Cheng immediately jumped into the crowd with his horse, shot him through the chest, picked him up high and threw him to the ground. He was instantly surrounded by thousands of troops. The horses trampled them into a pulp.
Everyone was as silent as a cicada.
He didn't even dare to look at the massacre of thousands of people who were sitting high on the horse like a jade-faced Shura. He didn't dare to struggle for a moment anymore. His heart was as gray as ashes and he was waiting for death.
He did not answer Wei Ning's words.
The man's upper body was naked, and his muscular chest was crisscrossed with scars.
He closed his eyes and leaned back, resting his right hand on the armrest, tapping the back of the chair with his fingertips.
The military doctor carefully poured out the medicine.
"Have you counted the people?" His slightly raised eyes were still closed.
Wei Ning presented the roster: "After counting, there are nineteen families in total, with a total of 896 people."
He said "huh" unhurriedly.
"Not enough." He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes dark. "There needs to be more."
Still have to kill.
Trample all the bones of the princes in Tianjie, kill all the flowers of all ages in Chang'an.
In the face of absolute force, all human hearts will turn into ashes like quicksand.
He must be killed so that all the aristocratic families who rely on their wealthy family will be afraid.
Shattering their foundations, burning all the financial and material resources they had accumulated over time, and gathering up the fields of the powerful clans. From then on, they could no longer make waves. They could only watch helplessly as he led the cavalry to break through the Central Plains.
Rebuilding a new order based on the collapsed order.
The reason why Dong Yan was defeated was expected because he had vainly hoped to make peace with the aristocratic family from the beginning.
What is the great spring and autumn dream? I want to share the world with the aristocratic family.
How could a wealthy Qingliu family allow a border warrior to override them?
madness.
Sora has a martial artist with brute strength.
He scoffed.
"Is there any news about her?" He looked at Wei Ning.
Wei Ning didn't react for a moment, and it took him a while to figure out who he was talking about.
He shook his head.
"Since our uprising, the imperial court has attached great importance to security in Chang'an, and the investigation has become more rigorous. Our people did not stay long and were forced to come back."
There was silence for a while.
"Since the investigation is strict, why is there no news about her?"
Since leaving Anyi, like a fish swimming into the sea, the traces that were finally found have disappeared.
He raised his hand to press his brow bone, his temples aching.
Where can she go? The city defense of Chang'an is not inferior to that of Youzhou. How can she escape those corrupt officials?
A feeling of depression lingered in his heart, and he raised his head and exhaled a breath of turbidity.
On the couch with several layers of soft quilts, the child, who had grown fatter and taller, was sleeping soundly. He lay on his side with his round face pressed, his mouth slightly open, and glistening saliva flowing down the corners of his mouth. It wetted a small area of bedding under his face, leaving a dark water mark.
He stood up, turned the child over gently, lay it on his back to sleep, held the outstretched little hand, and stuffed it into the quilt.
He suddenly turned his head and took a look at Geng Le. He lowered his head and lifted the quilt, reached out and touched it. Sure enough, it was wet. Then he took out the diaper folded on the side, opened a corner of the quilt, and lifted the sleeping baby's chubby legs. He skillfully I changed the wet diaper and twisted a clean wet handkerchief to wipe the child's butt clean.
Wei Ning was used to it and turned his head to look at the ground aside.
I remembered the first time I saw my general hurriedly changing the diaper of a crying baby a few months ago.
The impact of such an incredible scene made him feel goosebumps even when he thought about it.
"General, why don't you send the young lady back to Youzhou? I'm afraid it won't be safe if she stays in the army."
"No need." Without raising his head, he pinched the child's glutinous rice dumpling-like cheeks and spoke in a low voice.
"There's no safer place than with me."
Throwing the handkerchief into the basin and purifying his hands with the water in the basin, he waved his hand to signal Wei Ning to go down and rest.
In the past few months, Youzhou has been gaining momentum and has taken several cities one after another. Across the Huaihe River, it is approaching Chang'an and Nanfang Prefecture Mu.
The anesthetic on his shoulders dissipated, and the burning pain was as dense as ants eating. He was not sleepy at all. He told the guards on duty outside the door to say a few words, closed the door and window, got on his horse, and left.
He didn't know where he was going, so he galloped aimlessly.
I just feel bored and panicked.
There always seems to be an empty space in my heart. No matter how many people I kill or how much blood I see, I can't fill this hole.
He tugged on his collar, and the cool breeze flowed into his sleeves, temporarily dissipating the heat in his heart. He reined in his horse and jumped off. There was grass under his feet, a dark sky above his head, stars dotted with stars, and the night breeze blowing in his face.
Perhaps the injury on his body caused him to feel hot and dizzy, so he simply threw away the riding crop and lay down on his back.
Maybe the person is dead.
Otherwise, why has there been no news for so long?
She was sold into a brothel and was ridden by thousands of people and fucked by thousands of people.
He was taken to a mountain village and worked as a cow or a horse to give birth to children until he died.
He twitched the corners of his lips, but there was no smile at all.
Why don't we stop looking for her, let her rot into a pile of bones outside, let her be locked up in some room and be bullied every day.
He covered his eyes, which were burned and blurred.
How could I not get it back?
She clearly belongs to him.
I have raised my baby for so many years, how could I let others bully me?
Anyone who bullies him is trampling on his face.
Even if the treasure falls to the ground and collects dust, if you pick it up and pat it, it will still be his treasure.
It was not enough for him to kill his father, his friends, and even the wealthy families. How could he let the ungrateful people bully the single-minded idiot Shen Yinxiao?
Let go of the good life and have to find hardship.
His throat rolled, and a sob dissipated in the night wind.
Don't you think it's good to be around him?
He was twice as kind to her.
But no one told him how to treat her well.
He clearly showed his sincerity, but was trampled on by that person mercilessly.
Even she never told him how to treat her well.
Why didn't you even give him a chance to change his ways?
Why should he abandon him and his children and go find his relatives to reunite with him?
Relatives......
He clenched his back molars, his breathing trembled slightly, and his whole body could not suppress the trembling.
