Zheng Shanguo's eyebrows moved slightly, he gritted his teeth, and said loudly: "These soldiers lack discipline, they are blinded by thieves at night, and they flee in shock. ”

Yang Su shook his head, there was a murderous look in his eyes, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Excuse the wound to avoid the expedition, pinch the wound and fake the death, so as to escape, this is called a fraudulent army, and the offender will be beheaded." Commander Zheng, these people are just looking for a chance to escape, and they don't even kill deserters, do you want to give them a reason? ”

Zheng Shanguo was speechless all of a sudden, his face was embarrassed, and he muttered in a low voice: "Dashuai, the law does not blame the public, more than 200 people escaped this time, and they will all be punished according to the law, I'm afraid..."

Yang Su slapped the handsome case violently, and the arrow pot on the stage overturned on the table, causing the arrows to be scattered all over the case. I only heard Yang Su's voice like a thunderstorm, ringing in the tent: "Officer Zheng Jun, is there any military law that says that the law does not hold the people accountable?" If you don't enforce the law strictly, and you don't abide by the law, what use do you want? Come on, take this person down, drag him out and beat the fifteenth army stick!"

Four wolf-like warriors under the tent stepped forward quickly, dragging the pale-faced military commander down, and after a while, there was a muffled snort outside the tent, which gradually turned into a scream, and then gradually fell silent, and only the "snapping" sound of the stick to the flesh was heard.

Wang Huaqiang looked at Zheng Shanguo, the size was much worse than Lai Hu'er and Shi Wansui, and even he was much stronger than him, these fifty military sticks seemed to be difficult to get through safely, but he had a few more words, and his heart softened, so he was unlucky, it seems that Yang Su's heart is like iron stone, and it is really not a rumor to govern the army ruthlessly, it has been in the army for almost half a year, and today is the first time I have seen Yang Su's iron fist.

After the sound of sticks ended, a soldier walked in quickly, saluted: "Back to Yang Dashuai, the prisoner has fainted, and he still owes seven sticks, how to deal with it, and please give me instructions?" ”

Yang Su's voice was as cold as frost in winter: "The military order is like a mountain, saying that hitting fifty is hitting fifty, let alone fainting, even if you die, you have to finish fighting, do you also want to disobey the order?" ”

The soldier was so frightened that he turned around and ran out of the tent as soon as he gave up his hand, and after seven more "pop" sounds, he bowed his head and entered the tent again, his forehead was full of sweat, but he didn't dare to wipe it, and replied: "The fifty military sticks have been beaten, and please send the marshal down." ”

Yang Su sighed "hmm" and said: "Military commander Zheng Shanguo, law enforcement is not strict, there are orders that do not work, and now he is punished by military discipline. When he said this, he took the order flag that Zheng Shanguo had left on the handsome case, waved it heavily, his eyes were like lightning, and he glanced at all the officers in the tent, and everyone was stabbed in the heart, and they all lowered their heads in unison.

Yang Su ordered in a deep voice: "The knife and axe hand outside the tent listens to the order, the existing deserters of the rear army of the Kaifu Yujuluo Division, named Li Sanning, 217 people, because they bombed the camp at night and waited for the opportunity to escape, according to my Great Sui military order, the deserters will be beheaded, and now the special order will be these 217 people on the spot to correct the law, behead the commander outside the tent, and pass on the first army to set an example!"

A strong man wearing a red coat, a red scarf wrapped his head, his left placket was half open, and the left half of his chest was bare and entered the tent with his head held high.

After the strong man came out of the tent, with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen fierce gods under the tent, and the executioner who also had his left chest ran over, all dressed in red, and everyone had a bright ghost-headed knife in their hands.

The strong man said in a loud voice: "There are 217 people including Li Sanning, the leader of the rear army, because they have committed the crime of slacking off the army and disordering the army, the commander has an order, beheaded in front of the tent, and passed the head of the whole army. The knife and axe hand takes the order. ”

A bearded red-clothed executioner took two steps forward, knelt on the ground to receive the order, stood up and held the arrow high, and looked around the audience, so that everyone including those kneeling on the ground to be beheaded could see it clearly.

Wang Shichong was standing close to the tent door, and heard the two soldiers guarding the door whispering.

"Are you really going to kill?"

"Alas, brother, you don't know, the handsome man is like a mountain."

"I was transferred from Li Sange's team just before yesterday, Li Sange is a good person, treat us like brothers, and cover me with a quilt at night. Such a good person is guilty of such a trivial matter, and he actually ......"

"Brother silence, Dashuai is afraid that he is going to kill people, we are all newly recruited government soldiers, most of us have never been on the battlefield, you see the crooked one who walked on the march in the past few days, so you can't fight."

Wang Huaqiang's heart moved when he heard this, killing people is a conventional method used by many famous generals throughout the ages, and in the Spring and Autumn Period, there was an allusion to Sun Wu beheading the second favorite concubine of King Wu and practicing the palace maid. I forgot about this layer just now.

I heard the young-looking recruit mutter, "Why do these axemen still show everyone the order?" ”

"Giving a look at the people to be beheaded is to tell them not to seek revenge after they become ghosts, and it is a military order that kills them, not a personal grudge."

More than a dozen sergeants pushed the same number of death row prisoners to kneel in front of the tent, and the executioners raised their broadswords high and swung them down at once, and more than a dozen heads rolled to the ground like watermelons, and the blood on their necks spurted out like a fountain, but their bodies fell to the ground weakly.

Immediately, dozens of sergeants ran out, some picking up the heads and pulling them down, while others dragged the bodies away.

Wang Huaqiang felt that life was so fragile, the life that was fresh just now disappeared in this pool of blood in an instant, and he didn't even have time to let out a scream.

Before he could react, the second batch of more than ten people was also brought, and the executioner repeated the action just now, and more than ten heads fell to the ground.

Wang Huaqiang looked at some of the big tents, and saw that Yang Su was still sitting upright, giving orders to the generals on both sides of the division one by one, and those generals also looked solemn one by one.

With the arrival of the eighth and ninth batches of killed, the ghost head broadsword began to become a little dull, and there was a person in this batch whose head was not cut off at once, and there was a layer of skin attached to the neck. And these groups of executors also began to scream one after another because they could not die quickly.

Wang Huaqiang's pupils were contracting rapidly, and his stomach was like a river overturning, and he felt that he would vomit as soon as he opened his mouth. This kind of scene of killing one's own people like cutting watermelons is too violent and bloody, so that Wang Huaqiang, who has killed people on the battlefield, can't bear to see it.

Yang Su's majestic voice sounded: "Why is there any noise outside the tent? ”

The red-clothed knife and axe man rushed into the tent and said, "Yu Dashuai, each knife and axe man killed eight or nine people in a row, the knife edge was worn, and the execution was not sharp enough, and the prisoner wailed before he died. ”

"Pass the order, change the knife and kill again."

"Yes."

Wang Huaqiang saw that a small pool of blood had formed in front of the tent, and the bubbling blood flowed all over the ground in front of the tent, and Wang Huaqiang even saw that the blood began to flow slowly into the tent.

Although the generals in the tent were still discussing the military plane with Yang Su, some of them couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the blood that flowed over. And Wang Huaqiang's nose was filled with a pungent bloody breath, and he couldn't help frowning.

Yang Su suddenly laughed and said to Wang Huaqiang: "Wang joined the army, haven't you killed anyone?" ”

Wang Huaqiang woke up suddenly, the compassion on his face flashed, and he bowed his hand and gave a military salute, and said: "If you go back to the commander, the last general has killed people on the battlefield." ”

Yang Su nodded: "Since you have killed someone, why are you a little unbearable about the execution outside the tent?" Here should be soldiers who lick blood with knives, so that they are not afraid to kill everyone. Wang joined the army, although you were introduced by Gao Servant, but if you are afraid of seeing blood, it is better to go back early. ”

Wang Huaqiang is now standing at the door of the tent, he suddenly felt a little wet under his feet, looked down, but the blood that flowed out of the killing outside has flooded to his feet, the location of this handsome tent is a depression, not as high as the terrain outside, more than 100 people have become a small river of blood, this time is overflowing Wang Huaqiang's feet, continue to flow inside.

Wang Huaqiang gritted his teeth and said loudly: "The last general didn't bear it, on the battle array, killing people, the last general killed dozens of people with his own hands, these sergeants tried to escape at night, and their crimes should be punished, and the last general just felt that the blood of these people flowed into the tent, which seemed to be ominous, so he frowned." ”