Jiang Pengji basically showed no mercy, although they are still alive, they are basically scrapped. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

According to the customs of the three tribes in northern Xinjiang, the fate of these crippled people is to be abandoned and thrown into the wild to fight for their lives with wild beasts.

In northern Xinjiang, where resources are scarce and the environment is harsh, this is an even more uncomfortable outcome than death.

"Okay, both arms are cut off. ”

After all, the big knife in her hand was already hungry and thirsty.

At this moment, there was a sound of armor clashing and a string of heavy running footsteps outside the courtyard.

"Wait!"

If you let it be slow, you can slow down, so how faceless she is, Jiang Pengji laughed in her heart.

After all, he was a step too late, and his hand fell with a knife, and a bloody arm was cut off.

Jiang Pengji looked up indifferently at the outside of the courtyard, and two columns of armor-clad Northern Xinjiang soldiers ran in, all with shiny weapons in their hands, one by one murderous, and the aura around them was like a dormant beast, giving people a very oppressive feeling in terms of momentum.

"You're ......"

A man dressed as a Northern Xinjiang came out of the crowd, looking at the Northern Xinjiang warriors lying on the ground, his face turned blue.

"Why should I stop the person I cut with my ability?" Jiang Pengji moved her foot that stepped on the person's face, kicked the other party away, and immediately looked at the person with a cold face, "If you want to blame it, you can blame you for speaking too slowly, where can you blame me for being too fast?"

She preemptively struck and didn't give the other party a chance to ask for guilt, "This is Dongqing, not your wild and uncivilized Northern Xinjiang, if you don't want to abide by the rules, go back." If you want to negotiate peace with the royal family, please show your sincerity in the peace talks. ”

Jiang Pengji beat people and cut off her arms in front of others, and the situation was already overwhelming.

In the final analysis, this is for him to come out, how could Feng Jin drag his feet at this time?

He gasped for breath, endured the severe pain in his arm, and said with a pale face, "Seriously injuring the son of an important minister in the DPRK and humiliating the young students of Dongqing, this is the sincerity of your court's peace talks? Today's matter cannot be easily ended, and you in the north must give an explanation!"

If these people are playing with ordinary people or poor disciples, no matter how unhappy Dongqing is, he can only swallow it.

After all, they want to focus on the "big picture".

But the result?

The most seriously injured among everyone was Feng Jin, who was the second son of the Feng family, one of the four high gates of Dongqing, and the son of Zhongshu Ling Fengren!

If the bruises on his face are not wiped with good wound medicine, it is estimated that it will not go away in ten days and half a month, in addition, his right arm was also slashed, and the blood flowed endlessly, and the injury to his right hand means that he cannot use the pen, which affects the upcoming evaluation.

In order to be able to shine in the assessment, which student has not worked hard?

Feng Jin missed this evaluation, which meant that all his previous efforts were in vain, and even the plan he had made in the morning was disrupted.

Who will compensate for such a big loss?

Feng Jin suffered these grievances, and he was willing to be beaten for nothing?

Will Fengren give up?

Will the Feng Clan give up?

For a scholar who has a head and a face and has been inherited for more than a thousand years, his life can be lost, and his face cannot be beaten.

Seeing Jiang Pengji and Feng Jin singing and harmonizing, with an arrogant attitude, the man from Northern Xinjiang who came over with the troops also stiffened his face.

Jiang Pengji added fuel to the fire again and took the opportunity to add a sentence.

"If you have no intention of making peace, make it clear as soon as possible. Today, you deliberately humiliate the son of an important minister in the court, and this matter must be reported to the official family. Instead of staring at me here, why don't you go back and ask your master how this matter should be settled!"

The other party was choked by Jiang Pengji like this, and his stomach accumulated a lot of anger.

A few warriors from Northern Xinjiang are looking for trouble here, originally someone secretly instructed them, even if they hurt people, they are not afraid, and when the time comes, someone will naturally come out to support them, Dongqing is used to being weak, even for the sake of "thinking about the overall situation", this time the loss must be swallowed.

But I never expected that the warriors in Northern Xinjiang who came to find trouble would not be able to bully people, but would be pressed to the ground and ravaged.

The man in Northern Xinjiang is the general of Northern Xinjiang who escorted the princess this time, and he also has some status and face among the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang.

He should have led the troops over with arrogance, intending to raise the teacher to ask for guilt, but now he was made unable to get off the stage by a half-sized man.

"What are you for, you should pay the price for hurting our warriors in the northern frontier...... Grab them all. ”

The man from Northern Xinjiang made up his mind, planning to arrest the person first, and secretly come to death without proof.

As long as you insist that you will suffer a loss, according to the consistent weak style of the Dongqing royal family, Northern Xinjiang will not be able to suffer.

What is the "son of an important minister in the court", as long as it is not kicked to the iron plate, when the marriage has been certain, the Dongqing royal family will not dare to tear the skin...... Therefore, the man from northern Xinjiang looked at Jiang Pengji and Feng Jin's eyes, and there was a hint of murderous intent.

It turns out that what they kicked was not an iron plate, but an iron wall!

"Wu Liba, who do you say you want to arrest?"

At this time, Liu She's voice came from the crowd.

The man in northern Xinjiang didn't expect that someone could shout out his identity, and he couldn't help but follow the prestige.

"My son is right, this is Dongqing, not your northern Xinjiang. If you don't want to have no return, then obediently clamp your tail and be a man. Otherwise, no matter how much other old immortals protect you, I, Liu Zhongqing, will also let you not get out of the capital gate!"

Feng Ren, who was one step behind, looked at his embarrassed son with a gloomy face, and then looked at the arrogant group of people in Northern Xinjiang, and laughed coldly in his heart.

He didn't open his mouth to scold those envoys from the northern frontier, but directly chose to ignore them and asked the medical officer to come over.

"Bandage the wound, and then enter the palace with your father to face the saint. ”

Feng Jin turned pale and nodded.

Wu Liba is now difficult to ride a tiger, and his face has turned the color of pig liver.

Originally, he came here to cut people's face, but now he was cut back, and he was thrown on the ground and stepped on twice.

"The next time you go out with a little brain, if you want to give someone a horse, you will first see if the object is a cat or a tiger. Jiang Pengji stepped forward and sighed twice, ignoring the other party's embarrassed face, "Huaiyu's arm is fine, if something happens, it will cause the pen to be difficult in the future, and I don't want you to compensate for this cheap life, it's better to be smart and cut off your arms to apologize......"

Wu Liba's face completely turned into ashes, and he looked at Jiang Pengji with full murderous intent.

If she was an ordinary person, she would have been scared a long time ago, but she was Jiang Pengji.

To put it mildly, she has killed more people than the other party has eaten.

"This also depends on whether your emperor of Dongqing agrees. ”

After speaking, Wu Liba took the people away, and did not care about the half-dead warriors of the Northern Frontier on the ground.

Seeing the backs of them leaving, Jiang Pengji slashed towards the rockery on the side.

Liu She then sighed, "Don't look at Wu Liba, this person seems to be a brainless reckless man, but in fact, he is a rare wise general in Northern Xinjiang." ”

"In other words, Huaiyu suffered a loss this time, and it is difficult to get back on the field?" Jiang Pengji took a deep breath and quickly understood the joints, "In this way, the four Nanban divisions have already defeated Nansheng, and Nansheng has already sent an envoy to Dongqing to ask for help...... No wonder the three tribes in Northern Xinjiang are so arrogant. If the person injured this time is not Huaiyu, but someone else, I'm afraid there will be a lot of death......"