A round of whips, long sticks, and ice water "hospitality", and the fabric of Pei Shuo's placket is also darker than other places.

Another stick fell, and the long stick broke in two.

Pei Shuo didn't say a word, biting his lip tightly, and the lower lip bit and bleed.

The leader waved his hand for a while and asked Pei Shuo a question: "Is it you who was on Feihuling a year ago?" ”

It's just a statement, not a question, he wants to get his answer from Pei Shuo.

"It's me. ”

Syllable!

The man with the whip burst into flames, jumped up and whipped his head from top to bottom.

The clothes were torn, and they were no longer clothes, just scraps of cloth hanging on Pei Shuo's body. Beneath the clothes, the skin through which the leather whip passed was completely torn, the front placket was completely soaked with blood, and the fabric on the back was wet with sweat and clinging to the body.

Pei Shuo spat out a mouthful of blood.

Receiving the answer, the man lingered no longer, and before leaving, waved his hand at his accomplice, and slashed his palm sideways one last time.

Pei Shuo saw it clearly, that was the meaning of doing it.

The man who remained here replied and respectfully watched the man go.

Sending away the people who led them, they clenched their fists, their bones crackled, and they still had accounts to settle with Pei Shuo.

Beiyi advocates force, and is more satisfied with the sense of conquest from fist to flesh.

Pei Shuo vomited blood, his consciousness seemed to be withdrawn, and he watched those people beating and torturing his body with cold eyes, as if he looked at the enemy and tortured others.

Maybe it was his eyes that looked directly at the Beiyi people who were violent to him without any emotion, and the Beiyi people actually had a chill on their backs, and those eyes peeked into the depths of their hearts, barbling out the fear hidden in the shadows.

"Look at what!" punched Pei Shuo in the eye socket.

Pei Shuo lost too much blood, not only was he dizzy, his vision became more and more blurred, and a voice gradually sounded in his head and the familiar figure: "Eh, I brought you lard and meat floss......"

yes, he hasn't eaten the lard residue yet.

Also, his father said that if he died on the battlefield, he would find a way to collect his body, but he didn't die on the battlefield, how could he die under the retaliation of the Beiyi people?

At the last moment, Pei Shuo thought a lot, a lot.

The people who set off to Lion Ridge had never seen him, the two people on duty at Flying Tiger Ridge were killed by him, and Nei Ying was also dealt with by the centurion, how did these people know about him?

"If you don't dismantle him, I'm sorry for my two brothers who died in vain!"

"Just get angry, fight quickly, don't delay for too long, and destroy the military division's plan. ”

Vaguely, Pei Shuo heard their conversation, but he really couldn't go back.

But in the next second, the torture chamber suddenly brightened, and the darkness shone into a beam of light for no reason, and suddenly saw the light, stabbing people's eyes.

"Who?"

"Your grandfather!"

Li Yongwu kicked the door open, swaggered in with a knife, and the whiplash wounds on his body were more, and the scars on his face were not terrifying at all.

It's very handsome, the corners of Pei Shuo's mouth slowly grinned.

Li Yongwu saw that Pei Shuo was angry and angry, and when he saw that he was not going to be able to do it, his expression was dazed, and he raised his knife and slashed at the Beiyi people.

Pei Shuo's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and it was the little minion next to Li Yongwu who rushed towards him, and he seemed to be saying something in his mouth, but unfortunately he couldn't hear it clearly.

I'll have to ask him what his name is next time.

Pei Shuo closed his eyes.

Li Yongwu fought his way out, protecting the centurion and Pei Shuo and others like an old hen, and they were all supported or carried on the back of soldiers who were not too seriously injured.

When I left the torture room, I realized that this was a house, and it was less than twenty miles away from Yanmen. The wing room was transformed into a torture chamber by them, and the king in the Beiyi population had already left the house, and the Beiyi soldiers, who were the ones who interrogated them, were all cleaned up, and the faster they went to the back.

Fang Jiabao shrank in the middle of the team, holding the knife tightly, his hands couldn't stop shaking, the sharp blade left bright red marks, even if he was protected by other physically strong companions in the middle of the team, he was still terrified and didn't dare to think back to what happened half an hour ago.

He killed someone.

Killed the Beiyi soldiers.

The soldier who pressed him.

He didn't dare to look at Pei Shuo, who was being carried on his back at the front, and every time his eyes touched, he quickly withdrew his gaze, or his gaze fell on others.

The search and rescue team is getting bigger and bigger, benefiting the old fritters of the Xiliu Battalion who have experienced a hundred battles. A master of art like Li Yongwu was bold, endured the pain, saw that the time was ripe, broke free from the shackles and killed the interrogators, single-handedly rescued his companions near him, and strengthened the team.

After rescuing the centurion, notify Yanmen with a fireworks signal and wait for Yanmen to send cavalry to rescue.

Five days later.

Pei Shuo opened his eyes.

There are tiled heads, and this roof is very familiar.

"I ...... Alive?" Pei Shuo blinked, took a deep breath, and the viscera in his chest hurt so much that he wanted to shrink his whole body into a ball, and the pain also reminded him that he was really alive.

"Yes, young master, you survived. Pei Bo sat down next to him with a bowl of medicine.

Pei Shuo glanced to the side, surprised and shy: "Why are you here......?"

Did my father already know that his own guard, who was supposed to be in the Founding Prince's Mansion, appeared here? He was lying in bed half-dead, not gloriously wounded on the battlefield, but by the enemy's plot.

I don't dare to say it, I still want face.

But—

Pei Bo can appear in front of him, there must be a signal from his father Pei Zhengwen.

Oh, pills.

"Yes, the general and the old lady couldn't rest assured, so they specially asked me to come. It's just that as soon as I arrived at the Xiliu Camp, I saw that the young master was carried back with the rest of his breath, and he palpitated, patted his chest and suppressed the shock: "Fortunately, Miss Ayao brought you gold sore medicine and ginseng." ”

"Ah Yao...... How is she now, is she thin or fat, is Mochizuki okay with her?"

Is this the point, young master? answered one by one, without waiting for Pei Shuo to ask again, he spoke first: "If you don't want Miss Ayao to know, please rest obediently." I will always stay in the Xiliu Camp and the future will be long. ”

“……”

Pei Shuo's face was flushed, and he stared at Pei Bo with resentment, how can you be like this, just picking on weaknesses to poke.

Pei Bo calmly retired.

The Xiliu battalion went out and lost most of the soldiers, alarming the top and bottom of Yanmen, and even right under their noses, there was an enemy's stronghold!

Among them, Pei Shuo and the centurion were the most seriously injured, and when they were brought back, their faces were like gold paper, and the military doctor tried his best to deal with their injuries, and came out and shook his head to everyone and said that it would be difficult to survive the day, Yanmen could not find the most critical and life-saving medicinal materials on the prescription, and set off for Yanzhou, once and again, I am afraid that people are cold.

Li Yongwu pursed his lips and slammed his fist against the wall.

The other soldiers also lowered their heads to prevent the redness of their eyes from being seen.

It was at this time that Pei Bo came to the Xiliu camp with his bags on his back, just like timely rain.

Afterwards, he was also glad that he went to find A-Yao before leaving. Ah Yao heard that he was helping to carry things, and handed over the gold sore medicine, bruise ointment, ginseng and other medicinal materials and medicines to Pei Bo, saying that he was very relieved to bring things.

He was even more glad that he had gone through thick and thin, and happened to use ginseng to hang the lives of Pei Shuo and the centurion, giving the military doctor enough time to rush to Yanzhou to buy medicinal materials to save the two of them.

The centurion woke up two days earlier than Pei Shuo, and when Pei Shuo woke up, he was much better and could reply to the people sent by Shangfeng.

Fang Jiabao was called for questioning, and his face was uneasy.

"Don't be nervous, just tell me what happened that day. ”

"That day. Fang Jiabao clenched the corners of his clothes, his body tensed, and as he continued to narrate, his eyes looked left and right, unable to fall into place, "He didn't ask anything, he came up and beat me, and then ...... Later, I killed the Beiyi people who interrogated me!" His voice suddenly rose sharply, and it was still a nightmare in retrospect, his stomach was churning, and a nauseous feeling welled up in his throat, "Vomit-"

He ran to the wall, holding it with one hand and covering his mouth with the other.

"Every soldier will have the first such experience, you are defending your family and country, not an executioner. The person who asked him patted Fang Jiabao's back and comforted, "You have made a small military achievement, not only is there no crime but also a reward, relax." ”

"Really?" Fang Jiabao's pale face smiled.

"Well, go back and have a good rest, and your military merits will not be lacking. ”

Fang Jiabao was flattered, and walked out of the door as if he was in the clouds, fluttering.

Quickly glanced at Pei Shuo's residence, the autumn breeze was blowing, the sun was falling on his face, and now he was in a good mood.