Since ancient times, those who have been taken prisoner in war, whether they are surrendered enemy armor or unarmed civilians, have never had a significant end.

To put it bluntly, it is the difference between death and life is better than death.

In terms of what Luo Changfeng knows, there are slaves, military prostitutes, pit killing, building Beijing and Ding cooking, and so on.

The more than 1,000 townspeople of Far Mountain Town imprisoned in the Sky Wolf Camp did not know what fate would meet them next, and they could not guess, because the outcome would often only make their hopes more cruel to them.

Luo Changfeng and the townspeople of Yuanshan Town were put in prisons.

The cage used to hold the captives was large enough to hold about five people.

The cage was put on the prisoner cart.

The six thousand light cavalry of the Wolf Battalion, which was a surprise attack, escorted more than 1,000 civilian prisoners in the cool autumn mountain breeze with the chill of slaughter, and began to converge with the army that had besieged Qilianguan in Ziwei Prefecture for a long time but did not make any progress.

Six thousand light horsemen drove on the official road with yellow sand, silent.

Along the way, Luo Changfeng, who occasionally swayed left and right in the cage, didn't say a word.

Mulan and Mu seniors in the same prisoner car did not say a word.

This kind of serious atmosphere made Xiao Xibei extremely uncomfortable, he raised his head and looked at Luo Changfeng's slightly indifferent and frosty cheeks, but he still didn't dare to say anything after all.

Luo Changfeng smiled bitterly and touched Xiao Xi's other head, and suddenly said, "Do you have something you want to confess to me?"

Don't be stunned.

However, he was extremely intelligent, and he quickly reflected it, so those bright eyes fell on the bride Mulan.

Mulan, who was dressed in a red wedding dress, burst into tears in an instant: "What do you want me to confess?"

Luo Changfeng never looked at Mulan, his eyes didn't know whether to look at the void or the dust and sand on the desolate official road: "I have been thinking all the way, how could Xue'er know my whereabouts in Yuanshan Town. ”

Luo Changfeng squinted: "Heh, it's also me who was stupid and forgot the danger I encountered before I fell unconscious." Now that I think about it, the people who can save me from Emperor Wuxian are definitely not Mu seniors and you. ”

"Maybe it's the Yan Lingwei brother who fell in front of me...... He may not be the opponent of Emperor Wutear. Perhaps, it is not necessary for General Yuwen to take action personally. ”

"After all, since Xue'er has come to Yuanshan Town, I won't be surprised that anyone in Yan Lingwei is escorting her. ”

Luo Changfeng muttered to himself.

Emperor Wu Tears, Yan Lingwei, Yuwen Valve...... He knew that these words were unfamiliar to Mulan and Mu Seniors.

But he believed that the two in the same prisoner's car understood.

And it's clear.

"Can you give me an explanation? Explain that it was indeed you who saved me from Emperor Wuxi's hands, and it was you who brought me to Yuanshan Town to recuperate. During the time I was unconscious, it was you who took care of me day and night. Even my clothes were changed for me by yourself. ”

Luo Changfeng suddenly stared at Mulan: "Tell me, you don't have any concealment or deception from me?"

Luo Changfeng's questioning, the old man Mu heard it in a fog.

Old Man Mu thought that his granddaughter had already told Luo Changfeng about the purple-clothed girl clearly. Now listening to what Luo Changfeng said, Mulan didn't mention a word?

For a moment, there was silence again in the prison car.

Luo Changfeng, Xiao Xi's farewell mother and son, and Old Man Mu were all looking at Mulan, who was crying in a sullen voice.

It seems that Mulan, who fell from heaven to hell overnight, was very aggrieved in her heart.

She couldn't explain what she had done because she was really selfish.

In order to stay with the eldest brother in the first year, she may even murder the life of a person, the life of the girl in purple.

Looking at Mulan who was crying without making a sound for a long time, Luo Changfeng finally nodded: "I understand." ”

Mulan with pear blossoms and rain suddenly raised her head: "You don't understand! What do you understand?"

No one knows what Luo Changfeng understands and how much he understands.

He just smiled bitterly.

Then, then there was silence.

Six thousand light horsemen escorted more than 1,000 captives for two consecutive days, and finally at dusk on the third day, a rather majestic city gradually came into view.

The most eye-catching thing is not the golden Xiongcheng, but the tens of thousands of troops with a wide field of vision in front of the Xiongcheng.

The red swallow flag and the king flag dance in the autumn breeze at dusk, and the hunting sounds.

The wind kicked up dust and sand.

The thousands of horses and thousands of troops that passed through the besieging city in a column of dust and sand were invisibly cut into countless dust fragments by the awe-inspiring countless sharp blades of Changge.

This was Luo Changfeng's first contact with the battlefield, and he was still a prisoner.

Even if the war had not yet begun, he even vaguely smelled a thick smell of blood, and under this dusk, the autumn wind would not blow away for a long time.

The townspeople of Yuanshan Town in the prisoner van were escorted to the battlefield, and they could no longer calm down when they felt the heavy slaughter.

Someone started screaming.

Someone began to wail.

Someone began to slap the cage and pull the chains frantically, trying to break free and escape from the devil's grasp. \t

It was not that the violent mood was contagious, but when they walked out of the cage and were escorted to the front of the Qilian Guan Formation in chains, more and more people saw the big tripod that was erected in front of thousands of horses and thousands of troops.

It is said to be a ding, but it is actually more like a huge stove.

Dry firewood is piled up under the ding.

The dry wood has burned into a blazing fire.

There are arm-thick ropes hanging from the Dingkou.

The boiling oil was boiling in the ding.

On the tower of the city, the Qilian Guan guard saw a group of Ziwei Prefecture people being escorted to the front of the battle, and he who had been in the army for more than 20 years almost instantly burst into flames.

Qi Lianguan's guard Han Zhibao Yao raised the sword in his hand and shouted angrily: "Pifu Wang Mang, do you dare to fight against my Han Zhibao?

Before the siege of the army, Wang Mang, who was wearing battle armor and holding a divination halberd, smiled disapprovingly: "The way of the soldiers, trickery and conspiracy, slaughter and killing, water and fire are ruthless...... Whatever can help me to prevail, I will take it as providence. Han Zhibao, you have been in the army for more than 20 years in vain, and before the two armies faced off on the battlefield, didn't you still persuade the general to lead these tens of thousands of brothers to submit to you?"

Han Zhibao's face was pale.

Before the military formation, the captives from Yuanshan Town heard about the Ding Cooking Soup Wok, but they began to resist like crazy.

Ding cooking!

That's to throw people into the tripod and cook them alive!

Once you enter the boiling oil pod, you will really be dead, and the heavens should not be called the earth.

However, among these tens of thousands of troops, who can escape? Those villagers who broke free from their shackles and fled were greeted by a dense array of arrows.

They were pierced from behind by feathered arrows, just like the armoured soldiers practiced their arrows.

In this battlefield where blood and death are common, no one will feel sad and unjust for them.

Even there is a saying that the human heart is made of flesh.

......

Holding Changge's armor, he ripped away Xiao Changfeng's side and said goodbye.

Don't shout at your mother.

Behind him, Old Man Mu and Mulan were also tied to the rope hanging above the Ding furnace.

Luo Changfeng looked at the sturdy General Shengwei who was wearing gray armor, and suddenly called out in a hurry: "General." ”

Wang Mang, who seemed to have developed limbs but was actually quite scheming of the city government, glanced over.

This Shengwei general, who was also quite prestigious in the Great Yan Army, saw Luo Changfeng holding a turquoise feather in his hand and raised it high.

Even in front of the Nine Emperor Princes, Yan Nanfei, Wang Mang, who was not shocked, frowned slightly: "This is ......"

Luo Changfeng's expression remained unchanged: "The general won't not know Yan Lingyu, right?"

General Shengwei Wang Mang showed a suspicious look: "How can General Yuwen's things be in your hands?"

Luo Changfeng smiled: "Naturally, it was handed over to me by the leader himself." ”

The goose feather in his hand is actually not the thing of the Yuwen valve.

The leader of the Yan Lingwei of the Great Yan Empire starts from Luo Ling, and each leader will be equipped with a goose feather that symbolizes his identity. If it weren't for the high-ranking elite among Yan Lingwei, it would be impossible to distinguish the subtle difference between the two leaders' respective Yan Lingyu.

The feather in Luo Changfeng's hand was left by his father before he died.

He believed that with Wang Mang's eyesight, he couldn't tell the difference between this Ling Yu and the one of the Yuwen Valve.

Xiao Xi's farewell mother and son, as well as Mulan and Old Man Mu and others looked dazed.

Naturally, they couldn't understand what Luo Changfeng was saying, and they had never seen the turquoise feathers.

Wang Mang, who was wearing armor, noticed Luo Changfeng's deliberately revealing wording and said, "Chief, are you Yan Lingwei?"

Luo Changfeng said, "Otherwise?"

Wang Mang suddenly grinned: "Hahaha...... Will the dignified Imperial Mao become a prisoner of my Wang Mang?"

Luo Changfeng knew that the other party had doubts and was deliberately tempting, so he pretended to be stern and said: "Thanks to General Shengwei, if it weren't for the sudden intrusion of the general's subordinate light horse, the princess would not be missing now!"

Wang Mang was slightly shocked in his heart!

Princess?

Snow Princess's whereabouts unknown?

General Shengwei, who realized that this matter was not trivial, had to think deeply.

The world only knows that Yan Lingwei is the Mao of the Great Yan Empire, but very few people know that one of their tasks is to protect the safety of Princess Ning Xue. Now this person is holding a goose feather in his hand, saying that he is escorting Princess Ning Xue, although there is something suspicious in this, it does not allow Wang Mang to be untrustworthy.

Han Zhibao and the generals around him on the Qilian Guancheng Tower seemed to have signs of turning around when they saw the punishment of Ding Cooking, and they all showed some curiosity about Luo Changfeng's identity.

Wang Mang pondered for a long time, but finally did not dare to underestimate the involvement of this matter.

If the princess is really trapped in the enemy's territory and her whereabouts are unknown, it will be the consequence that his ten heads will not be saved.

Wang Mang looked at Luo Changfeng cautiously and waved his hand: "You go forward and talk to the general." ”

The feather in Luo Changfeng's hand turned into a green light, and disappeared in the crescent moon pendant at his wrist.

Two soldiers escorted Luo Changfeng forward.

The wind blew the hair on Luo Changfeng's forehead, and he squinted his eyes slightly.

One step, one step...... Luo Changfeng calculated the distance between him and Wang Mang.

Ten steps.

Nine steps.

Eight, seven, six...... A blue light flashed in Luo Changfeng's hand, and a cold spear was held in his hand.

He shook with one foot, and the gun was like a swimming dragon, and the cool autumn air was condensed into frost and frozen void in an instant.

The dragon cold gun is approaching!