Chapter 47: A Letter from Home

A stone cushioned into the stomach of the little foot, Fuxing's eyes burst out, the second cushion was inserted, and the whole body was tense, and when another piece was put on, beads of sweat oozed from the forehead instantly, and the continuous muffled sound suddenly sounded!

Although Fuxing couldn't move, Wang Feng could see that he was struggling violently, this kind of wanting to move but couldn't move, and still being subjected to inhuman torture was obviously an extremely painful experience, so he waved his hand to pause, and looked at Fuxing carefully, and Fuxing just whined and howled, and there was no intention of begging for mercy, Wang Feng's eyes couldn't help flashing a fierce light, and he turned his head and said: "Another pad!" ”

"Woo~~" Generally speaking, four pieces are the limit of the human body's bearing, which can make the kneecap in a state of being broken, which can be described as painful, just listen to Fuxing's pain and faint to death on the spot!

"Wow~~" A bucket of cold water was poured on, Fuxing slowly woke up, panting weakly, and after a moment of confusion in his eyes, he looked at Wang Feng full of pleading.

Wang Feng asked people to pull out the stones, and tore off the strip of cloth in his mouth, and then stepped on the tiger chair, and said with a playful smile: "Master Fu, how does the tiger chair taste?" Do you want to try it again? ”

"No, no! I write, I write! Fuxing begged for mercy in a hoarse voice, although he was a partial house of the Niu Hulu clan, he was also clothed and fed since he was a child, how could he have suffered such a hardship? He would never want to taste such a sin again.

"Papa~~" Wang Feng patted Fuxing's cheek twice, shook his head, and admonished earnestly: "Master Fu, can't you cooperate early?" If you want to pretend to be tough, you have to weigh whether you have the capital, next time you have a long memory, come on, and carry Master Fu down to rest. ”

"Yes!" Several soldiers stepped forward to untie the ropes for Fuxing.

"Ouch, hey, light, no, my legs can't move, all the military masters, please carry me down!" Fuxing complained bitterly, but fortunately, those morale were quite humanitarian, and they did not embarrass him.

After Fuxing was limped down, leaning against the tree, still grinning, Hong Xuanjiao couldn't help but laugh and said: "Wang Feng, Fuxing was subdued by you so quickly, your methods really amaze me, I'm just curious, what is there in the world that you can't do?" ”

Wang Feng muttered: "It's too much, then, you refuse to be my princess, and you still sexually block me, you haven't had sex with me for so many days, in fact, you women are also happy to do that, didn't you call it very happy that day, we can get to know each other in happiness, Sister Xuanjiao, you are a woman among women, you are my idol, I didn't expect to be so twisted and pinched in the affairs of men and women, it disappoints me very much."

Wang Feng was foaming at the mouth and complaining, Hong Xuanjiao was already annoyed and angry: "Get out! As soon as I talk to you about business, you will talk about that aspect, there is no seriousness! ”

Wang Feng hurriedly turned pale, and said solemnly: "Sister Xuanjiao, stay for a while, find two female soldiers who have sent Fuxing's letter to his wife in Beijing, and leave after sending it, don't stay longer, so as not to fall into the hands of the enemy, and by the way, I will give the East King a good news, saying that our army repelled the pursuit of the Qing demon, collected a thousand people, and killed five hundred, and the life and death of the Qing general Fuxing are unknown." ”

Hong Xuanjiao understood that the matter was very important, especially lying about the military situation and saying that the victory was a small victory, anyone would think of having ulterior intentions, and the nature was worse than the fictitious results, so she immediately said solemnly: "Don't worry, I have a number." ”

Wang Feng smiled slightly, looked at Fuxing again, and called: "Come here, take paper, pen and ink, and wait for Lord Fu to write a letter." ”

"Yes!" A morale person took the things, and Fuxing lay on the tiger bench to write.

"My lord, can you take a look at it, are you satisfied?" After ten minutes, Fuxing cringed and handed the letter to Wang Feng to look at.

Wang Feng took a look, brushed it, tore it three times and two times, and scolded: "What do you mean not to worry? What does it mean that long hair is not ferocious as imagined? You're eating and drinking, who is going to pay you for it? Playing tricks on Lao Tzu, right? Rewrite!

Let's just say that the long hair is barbaric and rude, only two or two meters a day, beaten at two ends for three days, forced to carry goods to do hard labor, the wound is purulent and maggots, and you can be woken up by pain when you sleep, and the rest you play freely, in short, the more miserable the better! ”

"Yes, yes!" Fuxing responded and rewrote one as required, and after Wang Feng read it, he handed the letter to Hong Xuanjiao with satisfaction, and stretched out his hand again: "Master Fu, there is no personal enmity between you and me, you are honest, no one will abuse you, but don't blame me for saying ugly things in front, if you dare to run away halfway, don't blame Lao Tzu for serving the ten tortures of the Manchu Dynasty!" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare! Please rest assured! Fuxing was busy making promises.

"Hmm~~" Wang Feng nodded: "Take Lord Fu down!" ”

More than 2,000 soldiers should be dismissed, and the integration should be completed, and it was not until noon that Wang Feng's strength became 3,500 people, which has obviously exceeded the establishment of a division of the Taiping Army, but it is obviously not appropriate to reorganize the army at present, and each soldier can only be expanded accordingly according to the proportion, and the whole army will turn and head to the southeast after lunch.

And in the camp in Jiangnan, "What? Xiang Rong was shocked when he heard that the cavalry who had fled back had reported the defeat!

There were only two or three hundred cavalry who came back, and the five hundred infantry who escorted the artillery were all Han Chinese, not as high as the Manchurians, and they fled without a fight, even if they didn't kill their heads, they would be punished, and no one would return to the Jiangnan camp at all, and they all slipped back to their hometown in Hunan.

This also made all the generals led by Xiang Rong think that the army of 4,000 people had been annihilated by more than 3,000, and almost the entire army was wiped out!

"Bang!" Xiang Rongqiang resisted the urge to vomit blood, and slammed the table: "Okay!" Good you Yang Xiuqing, the official underestimated you! ”

Zhang Guoliang, the general manager of Qian, asked: "What about Master Fu?" ”

One of the soldiers replied: "Although we can't get close to the bandits' position, Lord Fu must have been ambushed, I'm afraid it's not optimistic!" ”

Zhang Guoliang was born as a bandit, it is said that he fought side by side with Luo Outline, and later Luo Outline voted for the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, but he was recruited by the court, due to his bad background, although Zhang Guoliang fought bravely, repeatedly made war exploits, and was promoted to a thousand generals by ordinary soldiers in just a few years, but still did not have a high status in the army, especially by the Manchurian discrimination, and now the whole army of Fuxing has been wiped out, he is happy from within, but on the surface he still made an eager appearance, arched his hand: "Dashuai, Lord Fu brought three days of grain and grass, and guns and ammunition are complete, Presumably, it will not be a problem to hold on for a few days, and I am willing to lead the brothers to rescue Master Fu! ”

"Hey~~" Xiang Rong sighed, waved his hand and said: "This official was careless for a while, and he actually fell for Yang Xiuqing's trick, if it is not bad as expected, Yang Xiuqing will have heavy troops waiting for me to send someone to support, how can this official make mistakes again and again?"

The defeat this time is all on me, this official will give the emperor a fold, ask for punishment, as for Fuxing, the bandits have never shown mercy to the Manchurians, even if they hold out for three or two more days, what is the use? Sooner or later, it's just a death, so why bother to fold people's hands into it again? This official reported to Fuxing that he died in battle, and the court must have mercy, which can be regarded as right, and Lord Xu is there, report a letter to him, let him pay more attention! ”