In fact, from the original intention, Jia Lao Liu didn't want to break up; After all, Chu Mo Ling himself also took it, and Qi Yan and Qin Qiu's favors were also sold to him; No matter from the point of view of reason, human feelings, or the rules of the rivers and lakes, Shen Gui entrusted this matter, he must do it with a beginning and an end, and he must be beautiful!

But the problem is that these people who are of three religions and nine streams are really useless; Putting them on the frontal battlefield is really hiding when you see someone and fleeing when you encounter a knife, not only can you not resist even a charge, but it will also ignite the momentum of your own soldiers' rout.

And if you put them on the wall, if there is any disturbance, they will immediately turn into rolling gourds, and knock the crossbowmen around them to the ground; Or just run away and release the three dogs, but they can't catch up with their speed!

Such a group of battlefield wastes is not enough to cause chaos for the Beiyan defenders!

Therefore, Jia Laoliu did not flee in a cowardly fight and abandon Hedong City; It's that he is really embarrassed to continue to cause chaos for Zhou Changan!

And the infiltration plan proposed by "Dwarf Lu" just now doesn't sound useless. Although these old combinations on the rivers and lakes are indeed insufficient and more than defeated on the battlefield; But if they break it into pieces, hide in the market, and secretly engage in the trick of tandem destruction, it is really a top ten!

There is no such thing as absolute waste, it depends on where it is used!

However, before Jia Laoliu could figure out a specific implementation method; The fake nun who was good at dispensing drugs, when she heard the "ambition" of the dwarf Lu, also shook off the dust and snorted:

"That's a lot of energy! It's the old immortal thing of Zhou Changfeng, and I can see the power of this "four-foot Lu Ye"! After all, the bodies of the three Qin men are all so strong and burly! Like Lu Ye, who is a little longer than a mouse, even if they lie on the ground with a lantern, they can't see a living one......"

"Whew! You stinky......"

"I mean, you two are still finished?"

Jia Laoliu slapped the table and kicked Wang Zhengling again to vent his anger, successfully shocking this pair of enemies.

After the joke of the fake nun "Sixth Aunt" just now, Jia Lao Liu suddenly thought of an unsolvable problem, and completely rejected the plan proposed by the dwarf Lu:

"I said Lao Lu, next time you think clearly, you will speak! Guan Beidou and Black Dog have already voted for the Qin army, and Chang'an City is now in charge of Ma Yanzi (spies); It's easy for us to get in, but who is sure that we will come out alive? In order to help the Beiyan people resist the enemy and put their own little life in it, it is not worth it! If you have it, you can clean up these 8,000 heads, and you can be regarded as worthy of your grandfather. You are gone, and you go back to your own house and find your mother! ”

"What about your old man? Are you going back to Nankang too? ”

"Me? Wang Zhengling, my "brother-in-law", still has a private matter! ”

Jia Laoliu kept Wang Zhengling, and he really had something to ask. It's just that this file is very important, and it's really inconvenient to mention it in front of the big guys.

At noon the next day, the scorching sunlight cast on Wang Zhengling's eyelids, also pulling his consciousness out of the chaos. He only felt a dry throat and a splitting headache; For a moment, I couldn't remember what happened last night......

"Awake? Come, take a sip of water. ”

A familiar voice came from his ears, and Wang Zhengling immediately recognized Old Man Jia's voice. He stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, coughed lightly, and replied:

"Ahem...... It seems that I have been overworked lately, and I somehow slept to death last night! Hehe, it seems that it is troublesome Old Man Jia and the villagers to carry me back......"

"Don't bother, I have something I want to ask you......"

"Well, you say."

"Where is Wu Chengfeng?"

"Who?"

"Momen beggar, Wu Chengfeng!"

These three words are somewhat familiar to Wang Zhengling, but he can't remember the details for a while. He wanted to sit up and drink his saliva first, and then ponder it; But I didn't expect that my body had just moved, and I only felt that my hands and feet were bound by something, and I didn't need strength at all...

Because Wang Zhengling "took too much medicine", he was naturally extremely uncomfortable after waking up; So this problem of "paralysis" of hands and feet and can't bear strength is naturally not regarded by him as the same thing:

"Old man, my hands and feet are numb, please help me up......"

Hearing this, Jia Laoliu lifted the thin quilt and put Wang Zhengling in a sitting position, leaning his back against the wall.

After sitting upright and the blood circulated normally, Wang Zhengling also felt much more comfortable; The vision that had been narrowed due to swollen eyelids is now clearer. He saw Jia Lao Liu wearing a single coat, sitting on a chair next to the bed, his eyes facing each other; When I looked down again, I saw that my hands and feet were being firmly tied together by two black and yellow "rope sleeves" in a crossed way......

"Old man Jia, this is ......"

"This is a 25-year-old cow's backbone, made by repeated soaking in vegetable oil and three years of exposure to the scorching sun, and it is ......extremely tough."

“…… I'm asking why you want to tie my hands and feet! Didn't we already say that I would not pursue the grain robbery, and I would find a way for the villagers to make a living......"

Just as Wang Zhengling was babbling and questioning, the impatient Jia Laoliu stood up, raised his hand and slapped him, and then turned around and pushed the door open......

A fishy and sweet smell rushed in, and I saw that in the small courtyard, there was already dirty blood flowing all over the ground; On the steps by the door sat a middle-aged man covered in blood, with a ghost-headed knife at his feet. This person was sitting with his back to the door, but when he heard the sound of the door behind him, he subconsciously looked back......

"Have you had enough rest? Rest enough to keep working......"

Jia Lao Liu waved his hand at him, and the other party also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and beckoned in a direction that Wang Zhengling couldn't see......

Immediately, a man in white, who was tied up with a rope, was pushed to the ground; And Zhang Dianchen let out a sigh of relief, stood up staggering on his knees, grabbed the other party's broken bun with one hand, dragged the ghost-headed knife with the other, and dragged the man in white to the wooden stake on the edge of the kennel......

The stake, which had been used as a base for chopping wood, was now soaked in blood, and the surface had become slippery and sticky. Zhang Dianchen dragged the immobile man off the ground and put his upper body on a wooden stake. Then, he raised his left foot, stepped on the opponent's back, raised his waist, and the ghost-headed broadsword rose high, and fell straight to the man's neck......

However, at this time, the old horse Zhang Dianchen, who had already cut off people's heads all night, was already weak in his legs and feet, and his eyes were flowery, and he had lost half of his strength; Therefore, although this knife was raised very high, it did not have any additional strength.

Wang Zhengling saw the bladed broadsword roar down and land on the man's neck, but it only brought out a canopy of blood and a strange cry of hysteria...

Zhang Dianchen, who had already lost his strength, sighed when he saw this; He stepped up and sat his ass on the other's back, his shoulder muscles raised high, and his arms slowly moved sideways from side to side; The layer of blood scabs attached to the shoulders and backs had long been dried by the summer sun, and with Zhang Dianchen's movements, red powder was falling in a flutter......

Squeak, squeak, squeak......

Wang Zhengling was dumbfounded, only to feel that the sky was spinning in front of him, and he didn't even have time to turn his head, and he opened his mouth and squirted out a large bowl of fish that had not been completely digested......

Vomit!!!

Speaking of which, the blood and tragedy on the battlefield of the two armies are of course better than the cruel picture in front of them; However, the two are not the same type of visual stimulation.

The misery of life can inspire a cheap morality of compassion and compassion; Cold-blooded and cruel, but it can directly hook up the fear in the depths of the soul!

Although Wang Zhengling is a child of a family with both civil and military skills, he is only a novice who has been on the battlefield after all, but has not personally experienced fighting; It seems that this kind of brutal beheading in front of him has broken his psychological defense line in an instant......

Jia Laoliu slowly took the ash slag and cleaned up the disgusting vomit; Then he ignited a handful of wormwood, and the smell of medicine filled the house......

"It's okay, you think slowly, I have enough patience and time."

"Why? Why! I, the king, treat you with all sincerity, but you will take revenge and slaughter innocent people! Jia Laogou, if you act like this, aren't you afraid of thunder and thunder! ”

Wang Zhengling, who came back to his senses, just shouted a word, and his voice was already hoarse! He didn't dare to look at the hidden door again; can only stare at Jia Lao Liu in front of him with two blood-red eyes; The hands and feet that were bound by the tendons of the cooked cow also struggled with him, and they made a terrifying iron blue......

If he loses his grip now, he will immediately pounce forward and bite to death this Jia Lao Liu, who will take revenge!

"That's not what you should ask me. After all, this war was provoked by your Qin army. Wang Zhengling, seeing that you are still a person, I will talk to you a few more nonsense words today. Look down, you innocent people, with your feet on the land of others; The swords of you, the righteous army, have also been cut on the necks of the soldiers and civilians of Beiyan! The houses and acres of the people were trampled into mud by the iron hooves of your Qin army; And their relatives and friends also died under the knife. In fact, the battle between the two armies has nothing to do with benevolence and righteousness, and it is just a gamble of success and defeat; But now you, the uncle of the country, actually pointed to some people who had not yet died, and talked about benevolence, righteousness and morality! Acting like this, aren't you not afraid of thunder and thunder? ”

Frankly speaking, Jia Laoliu's words are not moving, if it was Wang Zhengling before yesterday, he would definitely argue with him about clichés such as "which is more important than the major righteousness and the lesser sections, and there must be sacrifices on the road to pursuing justice and light".

But today's Wang Zhengling himself has doubts about this war; And those refutals that could have been justified have now become lies in his opinion......

Because, indeed, it is a senseless war; Nor is there any sacrifice of any one that has practical value......