Chen Hu's hands were shackles, his clothes were ragged, and his scalp was messy. He pressed hard against the fence of the military camp, and his hateful eyes seemed to tear Xie Lingxiao into pieces.
Xie Lingxiao stared at Chen Hu's bruised and swollen face. When he heard these words, his eyes darkened slightly.
The soldiers who were originally guarding the cell couldn't help themselves when they heard that even Xie Lingxiao, whom they admired, was being humiliated like this.
Their chests heaved violently, and their young eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment. They looked at each other and wanted to rush forward and beat Chen Hu.
They sweat profusely on the battlefield every day. They are not afraid to fight on the battlefield and are not afraid to sacrifice their lives for the country. What is the use of this?
Even the dignity of a soldier has to be stepped on and trampled on by a playboy!
Go all out today! Beating him to death will cost him his life, so why not!
It can be regarded as protecting the dignity of Sun Hao and Mr. Xie!
Before several soldiers could rush out, Xie Lingxiao stretched out his long arm, grabbed the soldier's wrist, and blocked him behind him.
Before Xie Lingxiao could make any other move, Mo Jiecheng, who was standing on one side, walked towards Chen Hu's cell without saying a word.
Princess Duan looked at Mo Jiecheng's face warily, and suddenly jumped up from the chair: "The Mongolian prince is in the military camp at the moment, and I order you to release him immediately!"
When Mo Jiecheng heard this, he turned his head slightly and smiled gently at her, the smile not reaching his eyes.
"That's right! The Mongolian prince came here specifically to ask for someone today, please let me go!" Chen Hu was also shouting, and the chains on his hands collided and made a sound.
His expression was originally very arrogant. ,
But when Chen Hu saw Mo Jiecheng turning his head back with a creepy smile on his face, his voice immediately weakened.
Mo Jiecheng's eyes were completely dark, but there was still a smile on his face. His long arm passed between the two pillars, and he pinched Chen Hu's face neatly.
Chen Hu's face was already bruised by the beatings by the soldiers last night. Mo Jiecheng's slender fingers pinched his chin like this, and the veins on the back of his hand popped out, almost crushing his chin.
Chen Hu only felt that his mandible was about to crack, and warm liquid with a fishy smell unconsciously spilled out of the corner of his mouth. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't scream at all, and his whole body almost softened.
Mo Jiecheng still held it motionlessly, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.
"Mojie City! Mojie City! This is a military camp! You used lynching in front of my princess! How dare you!"
Princess Duan looked at Mo Jiecheng and just pinched Chen Hu, who was just jumping around, until he was on the verge of death and almost collapsed.
Her eyes widened, and she wanted to stop him in front of Chen Hu, but Xie Lingxiao stopped him gently and forcefully.
Mo Jiecheng ignored Princess Duan's quarrel and just asked in a low voice: "Chen Hu, do you know you are wrong?"
The severe pain on his cheek made Chen Hu feel like he had lost consciousness. This was the first time in his life that he was treated like this.
When he thought that his sister had brought a Mongolian prince, and that the Mongolian prince came to the military camp specifically to please him, he smiled confidently.
Chen Hu shook his head, blood was still flowing from the corner of his mouth, and what he said was almost incomprehensible: "Sun Hao is because of his low life. He was not crushed to death by my horse's hooves. I am already compassionate enough!"
"It's just two of his legs that were trampled to pieces! Just like his fiancée, it's not interesting enough. It's just a cheap life. If you die, you will die!"
"It's just a cheap life! If you die, you will die. Why go to such trouble! The Mongolian prince can protect me!"
He stared at Mo Jiecheng with scarlet eyes, and the words he spoke were extremely provocative.
He is so arrogant! He bets!
Even if it was Mo Jiecheng standing in front of him, Mo Jiecheng would never dare to do anything to him!
Mo Jiecheng listened to his words, his deep eyes were full of uncontrollable anger.
The hand that pinched Chen Hu's cheek kept tightening, and then he threw him away like trash.
Chen Hu staggered two steps and fell to the ground.
The chains clattered.
Chen Hu raised his head. Although his chin was crushed, he still laughed loudly: "So what if you are angry? Are you going to let me go?"
Jie Jie's laughter spread throughout the cell, making all the soldiers feel their neck veins popping.
But Mo Jiecheng stood there, took out a handkerchief from his collar, and carefully wiped the dirt on his hands.
He looked at the soldiers with red eyes, and then said in a low voice: "I asked you to hold back last night, for fear that Chen Hu's death would affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries and endanger the people."
"But now, there is no need to keep it away. You are doing it for Sun Hao, for that poor girl, and for yourselves! Fight if you want, do whatever you want!"
There was a bit of violence in Mo Jiecheng's voice, which sounded like Yama to Chen Hu.
"Soldiers! No need to be afraid anymore!"
All the soldiers were stunned for a moment, then their eyes lit up and they suddenly became excited.
Mo Jiecheng's words echoed in their minds: "Fight if you want, do whatever you want," and some even took off their pants in excitement.
Princess Duan's eyes widened and she looked at Mo Jiecheng in disbelief: "Mo Jiecheng! What do you mean! What do you mean! You want to condone soldiers to lynching in the military camp!"
She looked at the angry soldiers entering Chen Hu's cell one by one, almost like crazy, trying to get rid of Xie Lingxiao's shackles.
Mo Jiecheng just smiled lowly: "If you have any dirty tricks, just let King Duan use them!"
Princess Duan listened to the screams coming from the cell and didn't even dare to look at the scene inside. The shrill voice in her ears almost drove her crazy.
"How dare you! How dare you! The Mongolian prince is still in the military camp at the moment! This princess is going to find the Mongolian prince! He likes Chen Hu very much, and there is no way that Chen Hu will have any problems!"
After Princess Duan finished speaking, she ran out like crazy to find the Mongolian prince.
She was in a panic at this moment, and naturally she didn't realize why the Mongolian prince had not come to the cell to visit Chen Hu, whom he missed for a long time, even though he had arrived at the military camp.
Because the Mongolian prince at this moment met an acquaintance in the military camp.
He originally just wanted to see the effect of the white medicine on those soldiers in the camp where the wounded soldiers were concentrated, but he saw a slender figure busy in the camp.
When he clasped his hands behind his back and approached silently, he discovered that there was an additional woman in the military camp.
Ji Wanrong!
And the person she was treating at the moment was Sun Hao, the remnant soldier whom he had despised in the past.
Sun Hao's two severed legs, which had been crushed into pulp, were carefully scooped up from the ground by the soldiers and placed intact beside the camp door.
The Mongolian prince paused, looking at the mixture of meat and bones, and suddenly he admired the so-called Sun Hao.
Although he has no ability to resist, he is very tenacious.
Mongolia slowly raised his head and looked at Ji Wanrong's healing figure at the entrance of the camp.
Ji Wanrong was inexplicable, and a white porcelain bottle appeared in his hand, and he sprinkled it on the soldier's wound.
The Mongolian prince stared at the white porcelain bottle in Ji Wanrong's hand. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and his eyes were a little darker.
