Chapter XXIX
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Zhan Pohan politely sent Huo Shuqi away, and a storm stirred up in his heart. He had taken root in the Northwest Army by the emperor's secret order, however, his military career was not as smooth as he imagined. Whether it is family background or backup, he is far inferior to others, although the breaking battalion has repeatedly performed miraculous feats under him, but in the eyes of Prince Duan Feng Huanjie, he is still not a character. Over time, he also had resentment about the emperor's arrangement, but he never revealed it in his heart. Therefore, he regarded this strange movement as the best opportunity, and instead of stopping it, he took the initiative to take refuge in the past. Sure enough, once it was successful, the Northwest Battalion was firmly controlled by him.
However, it was at this time that the Emperor remembered him as a pawn, and perhaps had been furious, but so what, why should he be unreservedly loyal to him? I have worked hard for so many years, but what I got was the cold eyes and suspicion of others, this kind of life is really enough! Zhan Po Hanyuan saw that Feng Wuzhao was easy to control, hoping to use the power of this prince to achieve his ambitions, who would have expected that in the end it would be a failure, is this the face of those who are in power?
Zhan Pohan took out the emperor's secret decree again, hum, the promise is really good, he is no longer a three-year-old child, will he still be deceived by such lies? Who doesn't know that the commander of the Northwest Battalion has always been the commander of the royal family, so it will never be his turn to be a small commander. However, now he can only take this step, he took advantage of Feng Wuzhao's authority, coupled with the combat power of the Broken Battalion to suppress the other generals, since this prince has already suspected himself, then there is no other way to retreat.
"Someone!" Zhan Pohan shouted. As soon as the words fell, Zhanrong, a personal soldier outside the tent, immediately lifted the curtain and came in, knelt down on one knee and gave a military salute, "What do you command?" "Zhan Rong was originally born as a criminal slave, if it wasn't for Zhan Pohan to save him, I'm afraid he would have died on the street, so he respected this boss to the extreme, and he also had the most trust of Zhan Pohan, in order to let him enter the barracks smoothly, the cold-faced general even gave him his surname.
"Pass my general order, the left battalion of the broken battalion will assemble, and the time limit will be a quarter of an hour, and those who are late will be killed!" Zhan Pohan's face was full of slaughter, and it seemed that he had made up his mind.
"The subordinates have orders!" Zhanrong leaned over and answered without any surprise, and left the tent without looking back. Zhan Pohan looked at the back of his henchman with appreciation, what he needed was such a subordinate who absolutely obeyed him, as long as he gave an order, he could charge into battle for himself, and his subordinates would not hesitate to die. The Breaking Battalion had 30,000 people, but it was able to suppress more than 100,000 in the Northwest Battalion, relying on the name of bloody murder and absolute loyalty to him. In any case, in the future, you must keep these people firmly in control of yourself.
In an instant, nearly 10,000 men and horses from the left battalion of the Breaking Battalion were all assembled, and the black pressure crowded the entire field in front of the east camp of the northwest camp. The soldiers who were in an uproar did not expect to see this scene, but they were all silent, and even a few of the main generals were stunned, not knowing what Zhan Pohan wanted to do. They originally believed that they were above the commander of the Breaking Battalion, and they were quite dissatisfied with Feng Wuzhao's belief in him alone, so they instigated their subordinates to make trouble. Now that the real thing is really big, they are a little cringe, after all, Zhan Pohan's murderous reputation is too strong, and once the bloody bullet is suppressed, their lives may not be saved.
"What do you mean, Lord Zhan?" Zhang Yunfeng, the commander of the Shuangyue Battalion, was publicly pushed out by the generals to negotiate, "Does Lord Zhan want to use your attack on the left battalion to blatantly violate military regulations?" "He was of noble origin, and although he was at a disadvantage at this time, his words were still full of an air of superiority.
"It's not the generals who violate the military rules, but the soldiers under your command!" Zhan Po coldly put down a sentence, "Ben will give you a quarter of an hour, if you can't restrain your subordinates, don't blame the ruthless military law!" The Breaker Battalion has killed enemy soldiers in the past, and I hope that the sword will not be stained with the blood of its own people! ”
The iron-blooded words made the generals who were still lucky on the other side cold, and they had not seen the cruelty of this evil star. On the battlefield, he never thought about the ominous killing of prisoners, as long as it was in front of him or caused damage to the broken battalion, he would be killed. It would be terrible if he really let him use this trick against himself.
The generals who were still idle just now rushed out almost as fast as they could, shouting loudly at their own soldiers, and from time to time they peeked at Zhan Pohan's actions. However, Zhan Pohan, who was sitting on a horse, was motionless like a Buddha statue, and Zhan Rong, the personal soldier beside him, shouted the number of hours every once in a while, and the generals were terrified when they heard it.
In the end, all the seven pawns who didn't have time to return to the camp were beheaded for public display, and Zhan Pohan once again used his blood to achieve his ruthless prestige. Although the rest of the generals held grudges, they did not dare to reveal it on the surface. Although they are all the commanders of the first battalion, they are really not half a star worse than the combat power of the breaking battalion. The most important point is that Zhan Pohan has won the trust of Feng Wuzhao, and they are unwilling to form a deep grudge with this celebrity for a trivial matter. However, these people don't know that the Northwest Camp is about to change again.
When Feng Wuzhao heard that Zhan Pohan had successfully suppressed the commotion in Dongying, the expression on his face was still iron-blue, and he expelled Huo Shuqi from the tent with a wave of his hand. So, Huo Shuqi confirmed his judgment, Feng Wuzhao must have heard some rumors about Zhan Pohan, so he began to be wary of this fierce general. He was glad that he had made the right choice in time, but it was a pity that Zhan Pohan was really a difficult person to deal with, otherwise if he could pull him over, he would have done a great job.
The muddy Feng Wuzhao remembered the two stunning kabuki again, and for some reason, he did not send them out of the barracks, but secretly left the two girls in the tent like Feng Huanjie, and went to vent his animal desires in his spare time. This matter was done secretly by Huo Shuqi, so it was also extremely secret, and few people knew about it.
As soon as the two Kabuki saw Feng Wuzhao come in, their faces suddenly turned pale. Although Feng Huanjie is not a man who is easy to serve, he is still kind to them after all, how can it be like Feng Wuzhao just using them as a tool for laxative desires? Thinking of the joy of being ransomed out of the Qinglou with a lot of money, both of them had a sense of absurdity. Knowing this, it would be better for them to enjoy the flattery of others in the Qinglou, at least that kind of drunken life would not be as painful as it is now.
Feng Wuzhao wantonly ravaged the two stunning women below him, listening to their low wails with satisfaction, and his heart was happy. Since he was born, he has enjoyed the best treatment, everything has gone according to his wishes, and the queen mother holds him in the palm of her hand, and everyone thinks that he will be the prince, the future king. However, all hopes were shattered little by little under the ruthlessness of the father, and the He family was far from being as strong as imagined. He didn't know how long he could hold up in the northwest, but, in order to survive, he could only continue to hold on.
Roughly pushing away a naked ** body that was already a little stiff, the beastly light in Feng Wuzhao's eyes became even stronger, as if the people under him were enemies at all. He didn't pay any attention to it, and his every move completely fell into the watchful eyes of others. Finally, he stood up happily and put on a piece of clothing, however, the moment he turned around, he felt something was wrong. After rape in the past, the two women would always mourn and cry, why didn't there be any movement this time?
Feng Wuzhao rushed to the front of the couch quickly, only to see the two women's eyes closed, their faces turned blue, and their naked bodies were covered with scars. Nervously, he reached out and tried his breath, and was shocked to find that they were already breathless. Saving himself from the wanton slaughter of his own talents, Feng Wuzhao couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in his heart, there were no women in the barracks at all, and now he had killed the two of them, and there was nowhere to vent in the future. Just as he was thinking about what to do with the two corpses, there was a sudden commotion outside the tent.
Feng Wuzhao's face changed, and the people standing guard outside were all his henchmen and soldiers he brought from the palace in Beijing, and it was impossible for idlers to come in. Besides, he gave a strict order not to disturb anyone, who would dare to be so bold? The answer was quickly placed in front of him, and the moment Zhan Pohan's tall and cold figure appeared in the tent, Feng Wuzhao had a premonition that the general trend was gone.
"Zhan Pohan, what crime should you be guilty of trespassing into the camp tent without the permission of this king?" Feng Wuzhao stood in front of the couch untidy and asked calmly.
Zhan Pohan caught a glimpse of the two women on the couch at a glance, and his brows immediately furrowed, not hiding the disdain in his expression at all. "The last general broke into His Highness's tent for official business, and who knew that he would see such a scene. Does Your Highness know what the crime of a woman in the barracks should be? There was no respect in his words, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of irony.
Feng Wuzhao had never suffered such ridicule, his forehead was suddenly bruised, and his eyes were full of resentment. "Zhan Pohan, don't forget the difference between up and down, this king can promote you, and he will naturally be able to suppress you again. It's just two low-status Qinglou women, do you need to remind this king? ”
A straw bag is a straw bag, Zhan Pohan thought disdainfully, the emperor did not establish a prince with a son-in-law, I am afraid it is also this consideration. "The military regulations are strict, no matter up or down, Your Highness won't even understand this truth, right?" He read slowly, although his voice was not high, every word was very solemn, "According to military regulations, if a soldier hides a woman privately, he will be killed!" Those who command the army and keep women privately, those who have no merit will be beheaded, and those who have merit will be stripped of their military positions, and they will never be hired after two hundred years of cane punishment! As for the prince breaking the law, he has to respectfully ask the emperor to make a holy judgment! ”
"You!" Feng Wuzhao exclaimed angrily, "You ungrateful thing! He picked up the saber and threw away the scabbard, the long sword pointed straight at the tip of Zhan Pohan's nose, "Don't think that this king doesn't know what you're thinking?" Say, did you follow the secret decree of your father and the emperor to get rid of this king? ”
"It's good that Your Highness knows it!" Zhan Po smiled coldly, slapped his palm on the spine of the sword, and the wind Wuzhao suddenly felt a strong force, and the long sword fell to the ground with a bang, and the crisp sound echoed in the tent for a long time.