Zhao Tietou understood what Li Dazhuang meant, two cold lights suddenly burst out in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Leave it to me." Brothers, you eat first, and I'll be right away, stone. ”

Wang Shi had just eaten a mouthful of meat and hadn't swallowed it, when he heard Zhao Tietou's words, he immediately ran over, muttered and said, "Boss, what's the matter?" ”

The cold eyes swept over the three Tartars who were tied strongly, and Zhao Tietou's gaze fell on the strongest and fiercest man. With a cruel grin, Zhao Tietou said in a cold voice: "It's him, take it aside, don't affect the appetite of the brothers." ”

At this moment, Wang Shi already knew what Zhao Tie was going to do, and said with a smile: "Okay! In the laughter, Wang Shi picked up the two hundred catties of strong man with one hand and walked to a slightly more remote place, but it was not very far, and the fire could still shine.

Zhao Tietou didn't rush over, but took a dagger and cut a thin piece of venison and chewed it. Shaking his head, Zhao Tietou said with a comfortable face: "It's delicious, brothers eat more, but, wine, just drink two sips to warm up your body, if anyone drinks too much, I Tietou must have peeled his skin to let him sober up." In the shouting, Zhao Tietou even snatched a bag of spirits from his subordinates, poured a sip but did not put it down, and walked towards the strong man of Tartar.

Walking to the side of the strong Tartar man, a sneer appeared on Zhao Tietou's face, and said, "Pick off your clothes, wake up." ”

"Okay." Wang Shi looked to be in his twenties, but he was skillful, and he cut the thick leather coat of the tartar with a dagger at will, but it did not leave a trace on him, and his eyes showed excitement, obviously enjoying it.

Seeing this, someone laughed and said, "Stone, look at your technique, is the little daughter-in-law touching too much?" ”

There was a burst of laughter. Although everyone was happy to eat, most of them focused on Zhao Tietou, wanting to see the upcoming bloodshed, that is, Chu Haoyu, and also wanting to see how Zhao Tietou was tortured to extract a confession.

Wang Shi also laughed and shouted, "Brother Zhang, didn't you teach me?" In the midst of the shouting, Wang Shi struck the temple of the strong Tartar man with the hilt of his knife, making a muffled sound.

The tartar who woke up was still a little confused, and I don't know if it was knocked by Wang Shi or because the gap between just now and now was too huge. After being stunned for a moment, Tartar finally came to his senses, and was obviously a little surprised to see so many people from the Central Plains, but he looked at Zhao Tietou without showing weakness.

Zhao Tietou was not annoyed, and did not speak, but laughed twice. In the midst of cold laughter, Zhao Tietou raised his arm and shook the dagger with a faint cold light in front of Tartar's eyes.

Staring at the eyes of the strong Tartar man, Zhao Tietou suddenly waved the dagger, leaving a long line of blood on the strong man's arm, and at the same time, the Tartar couldn't help but snort.

The eyes of the two were still firmly glued together, even in pain, there was no submission in the eyes of the strong Tartar man, that kind of rebelliousness and anger, which made his eyes open round, and his eyeballs almost burst out.

Grinning, Zhao Tietou still didn't make a sound, and put the dagger in front of the strong man again, but at this moment, there was already a drop of blood hanging on the cold dagger.

Seeing the rebelliousness in the eyes of the strong man of the tartars, Zhao Tietou nodded and laughed, and at the same time, the dagger slashed through the strong man's arm again, but this time it was obviously much deeper, and the place it passed was just above the blood vessels. Suddenly, blood splattered out, staining the snow red.

This time, the strong man couldn't help screaming anymore, and his face was even more distorted by the severe pain, but his gaze still never took his eyes off Zhao Tietou's eyes, staring straight at him, revealing a fierce light like a beast.

The screams gradually fell, but everyone could hear the rattling of the strong Tartar man's teeth.

Seeing this, Zhao Tietou laughed, and at the same time raised the wine bag and took a drink, making a grunting sound. Putting down the wine bag, Zhao Tietou opened his mouth to spray the liquor on the wound of the strong Tartar man, and suddenly, another scream sounded, echoing in the silent night sky.

Listening to the screams of the Tartars, Zhao Tietou finally opened his mouth, and while speaking, the blood-stained dagger shook in front of the Tartars' eyes.

Chu Haoyu didn't understand the Tatar language, and he didn't know what Zhao Tietou said, but when Zhao Tietou's words fell, the Tatar man spit out Zhao Tietou's face.

Not angry, the cold smile on Zhao Tietou's face was even worse, and with Zhao Tietou's sneer, Wang Shi walked behind the strong Tartar man, grabbed his hair with one hand, supported his chin with the other, and pressed his back tightly with his knees, making him unable to move.

Looking at this scene, even if it was the first time to experience this kind of battle, Chu Haoyu knew what Zhao Tietou was going to do, and there was a trace of unbearability in his eyes, but he was immediately covered by coldness.

At this moment, everyone focused on Zhao Tietou, but their eyes were different. Zhao Tietou and Li Dazhuang, the two teams of scouts, except for Chu Haoyu, are at least more than ten years old, and they have long been accustomed to this kind of torture to extract confessions, and they don't react much, they just want to see how the strong Tartar man reacts at the moment.

Several of the silver-armored generals came from Lin Changqing's personal guards, and they were more charged, and they rarely experienced this kind of battle, so they were a little curious. As for the masters of the ancient prime, with their martial arts cultivation, they naturally don't need to force confessions like this, and their state of mind as dragon guard masters has reached the point where they are not confused by external objects, so there is nothing unusual about their flat expressions.

In the face of life and death, the strong Tartar man may be able to stay calm, but he is about to lose his eyes, and the strong Tartar man's gaze can not remain calm and continue to look at Li Dazhuang, his eyes move with the shaking tip of the knife, and his mouth is even more panting. At the same time, the tartar struggled unconsciously, but his body and head were firmly suppressed by Wang Shi, and he couldn't move at all.

Seeing that the strong Tartar man had a cowardice, the sneer on Zhao Tietou's face was even worse, and he even licked his lips with his tongue and spit out: "To say, or not to say?" ”

This time it wasn't Tatar words, but the strong Tartar man clearly understood. There was a touch of ruthlessness in his eyes, and the strong man of the Tartar suddenly used his strength to hit the dagger with his head, if it weren't for Zhao Tietou's quick eyes, it is estimated that the dagger would have pierced his mind.

Seeing that the Tartar almost died at his own hands, Wang Shi was a little annoyed and shouted angrily: "Damn, let you die!" In the midst of the shouting, Wang Shi smacked the strong Tartar man the back, making a muffled sound.

Either because of nervousness, or because he was injured by Wang Shi's blow, the blood on the strong Tartar's arm flowed even more violently, staining a large area of his feet with blood.

Regarding the actions of the strong Tartar man, Zhao Tietou did not have any annoyance but laughed out loud and said, "You're scared, hehe." With a cold laugh, Zhao Tietou threw the wine bag on the ground, and then pressed it on the head of the strong Tartar man, while the dagger in his other hand slowly pierced his eyeball.

Slow, slow made everyone a little worried, and as for the strong Tartar man, he was panting heavily.

Perhaps, death is not terrible, what is terrible is the process of death, what is terrible is watching this kind of death come, what is terrible is knowing the result but being powerless to change.

There was finally a trace of fear in the eyes of the strong Tartar man, and even prayed, but Zhao Tietou's palm did not stop, and the dagger stabbed down little by little, piercing into the eyes of the strong Tartar man, picking out his eyeballs.

Looking at the bloodshot eyes on the dagger, listening to the roar that roared in pain, the coldness in Chu Haoyu's eyes turned into shock in an instant, and he even had a trace of unbearable.

Li Dazhuang paid attention to Chu Haoyu's expression, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Song, although we have turned over, we are not familiar with life here, and it is our luck to be able to meet fur dealers like them who often run in the mountains." Therefore, if I do it, I will also use the most cruel and effective way to make them tell everything they know in the shortest possible time. Moreover," Speaking of this, Li Dazhuang paused slightly, stared at Chu Haoyu with his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Moreover, Tietou didn't plan to question him at all, he was just a chicken." ”

Chu Haoyu, who suddenly understood, couldn't help but feel sad for this strong man, but this is war. Taking a deep breath to suppress the distracting thoughts in his heart, Chu Haoyu forced himself to watch Zhao Tietou's interrogation and see the Tartar howling in pain.

Although he said what he said to Chu Haoyu just now, several of the young generals in the silver armor also heard it, and suddenly, several of them put away the different colors in their eyes. This is war, all for the sake of victory.

Listening to the screams of the Tartars killing pigs, Zhao Tietou motioned for Wang Shi to let go of him. Suddenly, a strong man seven feet tall and weighing two hundred pounds rolled on the ground, and because his hands were tied and he couldn't hold down his bleeding eye sockets, the strong man of Tartar could only rub his head on the cold ground, and soon wiped the flesh and blood of his entire face.

Looking at the miserable appearance of the strong Tartar man, Zhao Tietou's eyes showed excitement, and he shouted: "Stone, go, bring both of them, I don't have time to grind with them, ask early and eat and rest early, we have to hurry tomorrow." ”

Soon, Wang Shi and another big man came over with a tartar each, but this time, instead of tearing off their clothes, they threw the two of them to their companions, who were screaming incessantly.

Woke up the two, Zhao Tietou didn't speak, just let the two of them look at the miserable appearance of their companions, and at the same time, Zhao Tietou shook the dagger with eyeballs in front of their eyes while drinking.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang Guang laughed, and at the same time leaned towards Chu Haoyu's side, and said, "Xiao Song, how long do you say they can last, I guess a cup of tea is enough." After finishing speaking, Yang Guang cut off a piece of venison and ate it deliciously, looking very pleasant.

Seeing that Chu Haoyu was silent, Monk Lu still thought that he had not been able to recover from the tragic situation just now, and shouted first: "Yang Guang, you little cub, didn't you bully Xiao Song just now?" How long have you been here, hmph, I remember the first time you saw human blood, the acid water spat out. ”

Hearing Monk Lu's words, the thin monkey Mao Yanqing was not happy, and shouted: "Monk, what kind of heart are you doing?" The martial arts are high, but you may not have killed anyone, let alone extorted a confession. ”

Glaring at the thin monkey Mao Yanqing, Monk Lu said mercilessly: "When you were fifteen or sixteen years old, you still followed the rich son to tease the little girl, what qualifications do you have to say about others." ”

Li Dazhuang knew that the two were arguing endlessly, and without waiting for the thin monkey Mao Yanqing to speak, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't look at what time it is, and still quarrel?" You two are well fed, don't you, give me a warning, you two will be on duty in the first half of the night. ”

"What?" Mao Yanqing shouted very dissatisfied, but when he saw Li Dazhuang's gradually cold gaze, he finally chose to shut up. glared at Monk Lu, took a dagger and cut a piece of barbecue meat and walked into the darkness, and poured a big sip of liquor before leaving.