"Ability is right, what do you want to do to me this unarmed people? Do you want to avenge your horse? Yours at least fills our stomachs, and it’s a fair death. Do you want to create a contradiction between us and the army? " Zhang Ergou’s words made the rider tremble with anger, but he couldn’t help it. Zhang Ergou was right. His impulsive behavior would definitely lead to a large-scale conflict. After looking at each other for a long time, the rider suddenly turned around and slammed two or three heads at Yan Yun.
At this time, a feeling of not wanting welled up in Yan Yun’s mind. Before he spoke, he saw the rider with a long knife slamming on his neck, and blood suddenly poured out like a fountain, pouring on Ma Shou’s unsatisfied eyes.
"Xiao Zhao!" Yan Yun cried sadly. He just felt that things were not good, but he was still a little late. What else did Zhang Er’s dog want to say? He was slapped in the chest by almost crazy Yan Yun and rolled out of the way.
Where did Zhang Ergou, a scoundrel, bear the indignant blow of Yan Yun? After rolling for several times, he vented more air and inhaled less air, and saw that he could not live, so this was the scene that Mu Qingfeng had just seen.
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These people are different from the people in the south of the city. They don’t have much affection for the Xiling army. They left their hometown just because the policy of Nangong Jinyu was too harsh. However, they were not oppressed by the wicked, but they must be good people. These people were not as simple as they thought. When they saw Zhang Ergou killed by Yan Yun, they thought more about Zhang Ergou helping them fill their stomachs, rather than that they were about to go to Xiling to live a new life.
Surrounded by residents around Yan Yun, Yan Yun felt guilty because he accidentally killed someone, but he was so sarcastic that he gradually lost control of himself. If it weren’t for Muqingfeng’s timely appearance, no one would know what would happen.
"Prince, General Yan is not to blame for this incident. He killed people by mistake, and that Zhang Ergou did indirectly kill our cavalry. It is a deserved death." Mu Chongshan whispered in Muqingfeng’s ear, and now he and Muqingfeng came to the front with a bunch of people, and saw the soldiers who were excited because of the death of cavalry Xiao Zhao, and the people around them were strangely silent. Many people have fear in their eyes, for fear that they have angered these soldiers and died on the spot.
"We can do it at ordinary times, but not today. Even if Yan Yun was an unintentional mistake, in today’s situation, if we ignore it, we will lose people’s hearts. Although what they did was inappropriate, they were misled after all. General Yan, don’t blame me. Come!" In the end, MuQingFeng red eyes shouted.
Yan Yun silently came to Muqingfeng’s side, and he didn’t have any opinions on Muqingfeng’s decision. Anyway, it is an indisputable fact that Zhang Er’s dog died in himself. Even if he indirectly forced Xiao Zhao to die, he was guilty, but legally speaking, Muqingfeng’s disposal was no problem.
"Zhang Ergou slaughtered the army horse without authorization, which caused our sergeant to commit suicide. He should be punished for stealing and disturbing military discipline. Although the crime is extremely heinous, he will not die. If he commits manslaughter, he will be thirty according to the military law. Dismantle General Yan!" Mu Qingfeng knew that such a disposal was unfair to Yan Yun. At that time, he had to do so in order to appease the people.
Yan Yun took off his coat and showed his lean upper body. When he saw Yan Yun’s scars, the people around him not only gasped, but how talented people can have this scar. At this time, everyone suddenly realized one thing, and they went to Xiling. If these people were resentful of themselves, what should they do? But now it’s too late to say anything, just like a baby’s thick-armed stick.
When the twentieth club was finished, Yan Yun’s physical quality was too much for him, and one mouthful blood gushed out directly. If all the thirty clubs were shot down, not to mention that Yan Yun couldn’t get out of bed for years, I’m afraid the internal organs would leave unhealed injuries. Those soldiers who executed could not help but stop and look at Mu Qingfeng when they saw their general’s blood.
"Bunny pups, you just played 20 clubs. When I can’t count? Believe it or not, I didn’t recognize your mother when you beat her up. I said that 30 clubs are 30 clubs. Do it quickly. "Although Yan Yun said it was overbearing, anyone could hear that he was humbled. If he hadn’t insisted on biting his teeth, I’m afraid he would have fainted now.
Just when Yan Yun was depressed and impatient, he found that the people around him gave an exclamation. He looked up, only to find that Mu Qingfeng had taken off his coat and stood beside him shirtless.
"Prince, what are you doing? I’m old and strict. I do things by myself. I can afford the remaining ten sticks." Yan Yun is not a fool and knows what Muqingfeng is going to do.
"General Yan is my man. He has committed a crime. As a Shangguan, I can’t escape. I will bear the remaining ten sticks. Let’s do it!" MuQingFeng ignored YanYun, just ordered his people to start work quickly.
At this time, it was discovered that Muqingfeng’s scar, though less than strict, was never rare, especially the scar on his left shoulder, which was shot through by a bow and arrow. It was just that his orders were difficult for the two soldiers to execute. Just playing the general himself was somewhat scary, but because of Muqingfeng’s orders, he didn’t dare to leave his hand. Now let them play the future king of Ling. To be honest, the two of them would rather kill three in three out of ten thousand troops.
Mu Qingfeng found their embarrassment, so he said to Mu Chongshan, "Mu leads you!"
Mu Chongshan has no choice. If he retreats at this time, what his Prince has done will be in vain, and he clearly knows that Mu Qingfeng wants to take the ten sticks, not for the sake of taking responsibility for Yan Yun, but to prevent Yan Yun from leaving a bad impression on those people, and also for the sake of this expert who doesn’t have to lie in his clothes for the rest of his life.
Although Mu Qingfeng’s left hand was almost abandoned, it didn’t improve even after so many days, but he also ate a lot of panacea to treat his left hand. Coupled with his perennial military life, he never let go of daily exercise, so his body was much stronger than the average person. Otherwise, Mu Qingfeng wouldn’t take the initiative to take this responsibility. Rao is like this. After a stick fell, Mu Qingfeng’s face also showed an abnormal glow.
Mu Chongshan is a master of martial arts and a war fighter in the army. Naturally, he knows how to do something on the stick, but under the eyes of the public, he dare not be too waterproof. After ten sticks are finished, Mu Qingfeng’s back will be invisible, and there is a fight between his bloody back and Yan Yun’s back. The blood at the corners of his mouth also proves that this punishment hurts his inner government.
Aside from Yan Yun, tears were streaming down his face. Although he was very optimistic about the future owner of Xiling, he never thought that Muqingfeng would do this for himself. When he saw Muqingfeng’s crumbling appearance, he secretly swore in his heart that his life would be the prince’s, and he would be diligent.
The Xiling fighters were also moved. They were also shocked by Mu Qingfeng’s actions. No one thought that Mu Qingfeng was deliberately bribing people’s hearts. First of all, he didn’t need to increase his prestige in this way. Secondly, not everyone could easily carry down these ten clubs.
After the ten sticks were finished, Mu Qingfeng obviously couldn’t stand. Mu Chongshan hurriedly left the club and wanted to help him, but was stopped by Mu Qingfeng’s hand.
Mu Qingfeng forcibly swallowed the blood in his mouth, took a deep breath and said word for word: "People say that it is a sin to punish without telling, so I tell you folks now that the horse is our second life, and no one can kill it without authorization. If there is no food and you are hungry, you can come to me. If someone tries to kill our horse again, this childe must let his head fall to the ground! ！”
Although Muqingfeng’s voice is not loud because of injury, people around him still feel a strong sense of murder. If we change the time and place, they have no doubt that Muqingfeng will personally cut off Zhang Ergou’s head.
"Take your brother and his horse, and we’ll go back to camp." Mu Qingfeng started to tremble and seemed to fall at any moment, but Mu Chongshan looked at his back and seemed to see the youthful Ling Wang fighting in the corner of Xinjiang.
The storm that almost caused the unrest was finally calmed down under the handling of Muqingfeng. Although Muqingfeng and Yan Yun were badly injured, there was a panacea for Wan Chungu around them. It was not a big problem to reply in a short time, but although the riots of those residents were suppressed, the food problem was still a big problem that was difficult to solve. Now Muqingfeng can only rely on Xuelian to come back quickly for supplies, but then again, thanks to Xuelian’s absence, it is necessary to.
Just when Muqingfeng was still worrying about hay, Lin Xuan of Nangong took his troops away from them for more than one hundred miles. As Lin Xuan of Nangong predicted, Muqingfeng was tired by people who tried to escape to Xiling, and the marching speed was greatly delayed. Moreover, due to the food problem, their internal problems were also numerous.
Muqingfeng and Yan Yun, who have just been able to go down to the fields, have a hard time these two days, not only because of their injuries, but also because of their morale and food. To be honest, Muqingfeng has a feeling of being at the end of his tether in private.
Perhaps knowing the difficulties that they rely on, the residents in the south Lincheng made Mu Qingfeng feel a little warm. In order to reduce the food loss of the army, they took the initiative to give part of their dry food to the army and those unprepared people. Although this was not a long-term solution, it at least bought them a lot of time.
When the scouts brought the news of the large-scale enemy approaching to Muqingfeng, he did not consider his own injuries, and directly asked Muchongshan for a map. After careful observation, if there were no people to drag on, they would have nothing to say, but now Muqingfeng must come up with a reasonable countermeasure, or else he would have to bring the people back to Xiling, and I’m afraid he and Xiling fighters would have to get stuck here.
Fortunately, in those days, the battle of South Lincheng gave me a better understanding of the surrounding terrain. If you want to leave Daliangzhou, you can only do something in Luoque Valley.
"Do you think this boy is stupid with so many people?" The nangongshan Lin Xuan don’t worry, when camping at night and mood to drink a little wine.
"What Wang Ye said is that I think this tomb Wang Shizi is a man who is not self-reliant and seeks fame and reputation." Zhuo Zongling thinks that Mu Qingfeng is a seasoned road, and naturally his evaluation is not high.
"No, I thought this tomb of Wang Shizi was a stunt made by Xiling to appease people’s hearts, but seeing what he did, I believe that he is the seed of Mu Qingfeng, the king of Ling, and he is as stupid as letting his princess go to the rear."
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The nangongshan Lin Xuan this sentence is not aimless, but he personally experienced the Northern Expedition in those days, but he scoffed at the final decision of Ling Wang’s war in the corner of Xinjiang. It was the old emperor’s exultation that led to such a dilemma. Finally, he had to let Ling Wang clean up the mess. If he was looking for himself, it would be good for Nangong Lin Xuan not to defect on the spot.