Chapter Twenty-Three: The Thunderbolt

The day the prince set out to triumph was the day when the gentleman woke up.

Chu Fengge didn't even take off his armor, and rushed into his husband's courtyard with a bloody aura all over his body.

"Lord?" the gentleman sat on the couch and smiled at him. "I heard that the prince went to Beihu, it's very ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was embraced into a cold, hard embrace, and the smell of wind and sand mixed with the smell of blood hugged his nostrils.

He felt his chest tremble slightly.

"You're awake. The man who embraced him muttered the same sentence with red eyes. "You're awake. ”

The gentleman's eyes, which had been silent for many years, had a slight wave, which opened a little bit, and then dissipated into the pupils, and finally patted the silver armor gently: "Yes, I'm awake." ”

How long has it been since Ah Yu left to experience this kind of care?

It's a pity that they got acquainted with him too late, otherwise they would still be able to sleep under the horse and the moon, but now he can only hold one thought like this, hang his breath, and barely live.

Too much hatred has almost destroyed all his emotions, just alive, he has exhausted his strength, how can he respond to such a concern?

"I haven't seen the great cause of the prince, how dare I die. He could only laugh.

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Bringing Chu Shen with him did come in handy, but the general soldier was categorically unwilling at the beginning, and seeing Chu Shen's identity as the prince, Wei Heming coerced and lured him with the blockade of the source of the epidemic, and actually borrowed soldiers and horses from him.

It's just that the chief soldier said: "Please also ask His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince to lead the troops." ”

Chu Shen's eyes flashed.

Wei Heming smiled and asked, "Why? Could it be that the soldiers and horses in Xuzhou still recognize people, so they can't bring them with them?"

The chief soldier was an eight-foot-long man, and he had to bow his head in the face of Wei Heming, but now he was on his back to the sky, and snorted heavily from his nostrils: "My soldiers are all rough people, but I am afraid that I will not recognize the noble identity of Lord Qincha." ”

To put it bluntly, it is to ridicule him for his young age and only relying on his family background to take the position.

Wei Heming smiled: "Since they are all heroes, then we will have to meet for a while." ”

Chu Shen also said: "I still have important things to do, and it is better to leave the matter of leading the troops to Lord Wei." ”

The chief soldier looked contemptuous and said, "Then it will be hard to defend the lord." ”

He bit the word "adult" very hard, full of contempt.

Wei Heming didn't care, he drove his horse all the way to the barracks with the general soldiers, ordered a group of soldiers and horses, and said loudly in front of everyone: "I am Wei Heming, who is sent by the disaster relief Qin, to maintain law and order with the troops of Xuzhou, and to clear the city. If you have any objections, you can only raise them now. ”

A group of soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, no one spoke, only the expression was extremely disapproving.

A young boy who has just grown up, for some reason, has become the master of the Qincha, and now he is holding chicken feathers as an arrow to give orders to a group of veterans, how can anyone take him in his eyes.

The chief soldier on the side sneered and watched the play with his hands on his chest.

Wei Heming looked at it clearly, but he didn't mention it, and then said: "If you have no objections, you will follow my rules from today onwards, and if you commit a crime against me in the future, don't think about simple things - do you understand?"

No one answered.

The general soldier almost burst out laughing, and his face was full of the four big words "schadenfreude".

Wei Heming raised his voice: "Do you understand?"

Everyone responded in a scattered manner: "I understand." ”

Wei Heming began to invite some people and took them out of the barracks directly.

The deputy of the general soldier came up and asked, "Is this okay if you really let him lead the soldiers?"

The chief soldier pursed his lips and sneered: "Let him take it, the son and brother from the capital, the skin is delicate and tender, and the baby is - it won't take a day to get out of the egg with his tail between his legs." ”

The deputy laughed as well.

Wei Heming took the soldiers and horses all the way to the main road of Xuzhou, if it was usually like this, it would definitely disturb passers-by, but at this moment there was not even half a pedestrian on the road, a depressed scene, only the corpses of a few people who died of epidemic disease were scattered on the side of the street.

The soldiers all took a few steps away from the corpse.

Wei Heming ordered the cloth and sacks to be distributed to the soldiers, and dragged a simple cart and gave the order: "Cover your mouth and nose with cloth, clean up the corpses of the whole city, and drag them to the city gate." ”

The soldiers looked at the corpse in disbelief and took a few steps away with disgusted expressions.

Wei Heming rode a horse and stood in front of everyone, his face was calm, and his eyes were frosty: "I said to clean up the corpse, start immediately." ”

Finally, someone among the soldiers couldn't help it: "Damn it, don't let me stand and talk without backache, that person died of the epidemic, who dares to touch it?"

Wei Heming stood still: "The one who spoke came out." ”

The soldier walked out scolding, and said cross-leggedly: "How are you doing? What Lao Tzu said is not right? The little doll from the capital can only talk nonsense, I think you better go home and nursery!"

Wei Heming's expression remained unchanged: "You go and clean up." ”

The soldier was furious: "Damn, Lao Tzu won't take you in his eyes today, you have the ability to go!"

The next moment, his head and body were separated.

Wei Heming's saber was still stained with blood—it was a richly decorated saber, but now it looked fierce because of the blood flowing on it.

Wei Heming's face was expressionless: "I said, from today onwards, follow my rules." ”

Only then did the soldiers recover from their panic, and with hostility on their faces, they actually raised their weapons at Wei Heming. The crowd surrounded Wei Heming in the middle, and for a moment there was tension.

One of the soldiers said, "You actually killed him! What kind of bullshit, no ability, but come to kill your own people!"

Wei Heming immediately raised his sword, and the tip of the sword was pointed at the soldier, which actually frightened the soldier into silence.

"My own people, my own people who don't even dare to accept corpses!" The voice belonging to the young man was a little hoarse, but it was so clear that everyone could hear it clearly. "Aren't there any of your relatives living in this city? Isn't this your home country! What are you enlisting in the army for, so that you may be the first to run away in the event of a disaster?"

"When I came, the chief soldier told me that you are all iron-clad heroes, and I am afraid that you will not obey the orders of one of my hairy children. But what do I see now?" the boy sneered at the head on the ground with his sword. "Scum, cowards, don't you know that corpses can spread the plague! You know, but you don't dare touch them, you are so fucking afraid of death!"

"Then now you sue me, who will take care of the lives of your people! The people take the grain and pay taxes to support you, so that you can show off your strength against me here, and be afraid of a corpse like a dog?

The anger in the young man's voice silenced the soldiers.

Wei Heming threw the scabbard in his hand to the ground, making a crisp crashing sound.

He raised his voice and said: "Deserters in wartime should be beheaded according to the law! Today I took off his head, and I will go to the palace to plead guilty in the coming day." I'll just say one last thing, clean up the corpses, and start now!"

The soldiers lowered their heads, and finally one of them covered his mouth and nose with a coarse cloth, picked up the cloth bag on the ground, slowly dragged the body into the cloth bag, and loaded it onto the cart.

The soldiers picked up the cloth bags and scattered in all directions, and for a moment, only the sound of Suo Suo was very obvious in this dead city.

Wei Heming pursed his lips and ordered Qubu to clean up with him, and one person left everyone, galloped to the well of a house, fetched water, and repeatedly cleaned the blood stains on the sword and hands.

He didn't stop until his hands were flushed with washing.

But he couldn't help laughing at himself, he didn't have no human life in his previous life, and now he is hypocritical again, isn't it too hypocritical?

But he still can't get rid of this fear of depriving others of their lives, every time it reminds him of Ah Yu lying under the blade in his previous life, is it also like this for a moment, and there is no sound anymore.

In his previous life, he ruined his face that belonged to Wei Heming and Wei Yuyuan, and no one could recognize him, but he still couldn't collect the corpses of the Wei family.

His life was exchanged for Ah Yu, and he couldn't afford to take the slightest risk.

I heard that the Wei family went up and down, all of them were cut in half, exposing the corpses in the wilderness, and they didn't even leave a whole corpse.

What was the mood of Ah Yu and his father at that time?

"Sugar ...... Sugar ......" childish voice shattered his memories.

Wei Heming lowered his head and saw a little girl who couldn't speak very well, staggering enough to reach the cloth bag he was tying immediately.

The cloth bag contained maltose for the horses, and I think it was the mouth of the bag that fell apart during the race, revealing a few pieces of sugar.

Wei Heming walked over and squatted down, and said to the little girl, "That's for horses, I can't give you food." ”

The little girl didn't look at him, but tiptoed to reach the sack.

Wei Heming couldn't cry or laugh, and stopped the little girl's waving hand: "It's really not good, good, next time the big brother will bring you something else to eat." ”

As soon as the little girl's mouth was flattened, her eyes immediately filled with tears, as if she was about to cry out in the next moment.

Wei Heming was in a hurry for a while, and hurriedly picked up the cloth bag and handed it to her: "I'm afraid of you, eat it, eat it." ”

The little girl immediately smiled, took out a piece of candy and stuffed it into her mouth. “

Wei Heming sighed, looking at the little girl's expression a little helpless: "Don't tell your family, I'll give you the candy to feed the horses." ”

But the little girl stuffed a piece of candy into her mouth.

"Sweet. The little girl said to him with a grin.

Wei Heming looked at the little girl's black hand, and then at his horse, but in the end he didn't spit out the piece of candy, but only swallowed it in two bites, and smiled bitterly: "Okay, okay, sweet is sweet." ”

It's really sweet anyway.