The Dragoon Guard camp was quiet at night.

Standing outside the barracks, the aura of slaughter exuded from the camp can make people breathless.

At the gate of the barracks, four dragoon guards stood upright with their long swords in their hands, guarding the gate like several door gods.

In other military camps, there are at least ten soldiers guarding the gate, while in the dragoon guard camp, each team of guards is only four people.

Even though there were only four of them, no one who knew about this place dared to take the four gatekeepers lightly.

Dragoons, in the Han army sequence, are famous for their swordsmanship.

Even if he is an ordinary soldier, his swordsmanship is by no means comparable to that of an ordinary swordsman.

The main entrance of the barracks guarded by four dragoons was more stable than the gate of the barracks guarded by a dozen or even dozens of people.

The streets outside the barracks were quiet.

The shops in the neighborhood have long since closed, and there are not even half pedestrians in the market.

The night wind swept over the bluestone-paved road, rolled up a few dead leaves on the road, swirled, and drifted past the feet of the dragoons guarding the camp gate.

A leaf was swept by the wind, grazing the leg of a dragoon guard's trouser with a soft "snort", but the dragoon guard straightened his chest without even blinking his eyelids.

A barracks in the barracks, lit with candles.

In one of the barracks, Jiang Gan sat behind a low table in the corner, and opposite him sat Huang Sheng, who had saved his life earlier.

Deng Zhan, the commander of the dragoon guard, sat at the top, and sat side by side with Deng Zhan, who had the name of a general, but was always as idle as a wandering swordsman, and there was no name at all.

On the low table in front of the four people, there was only one tea cup on it.

The tea in the camp of the Dragoon Guards is not much different from that of the palace guards, and it is all tribute from the local government.

The tea was full of aroma, but Deng Zhan and the others had a solemn face, and they didn't have the heart to taste the fragrant tea on the table.

In addition to the four of them, there were several dragoon guards in the room.

The dragoon guards stood upright with their swords in their hands, and their eyes were all fixed on the five swordsmen who were kneeling on the ground with hemp ropes tied all over their bodies.

This is not a torture room, just Deng Zhan's barracks in the barracks.

Staring at the swordsman who was kneeling on the ground and being pressed on the shoulder by several dragoon guards, Deng Zhan's face was expressionless and he was speechless.

Nameless, who was sitting next to him, also did not speak.

Both of them knew very well that without a big punishment, it would be absolutely impossible for these swordsmen to say the information they needed!

Huang Sheng is also a swordsman, but he doesn't have the same experience as Deng Zhan and Nameless, looking at a few swordsmen kneeling on the ground, he still expects these people to be able to tell who ordered them to come.

Jiang Gan, who was kneeling behind the low table opposite Huang Sheng, even showed a little jealousy in the corners of his eyes when he looked at the five swordsmen.

He has seen the strength of these five people with his own eyes.

The more than 20 Han soldiers who guarded him encountered these five swordsmen, and almost didn't even have a chance to resist, and they were all cut off by the other party.

Because of his strong fear of them, when Huang Sheng told Jiang Gan at first that he wanted him to use him as bait to lure the five people into the house, Jiang Gan was still very dissatisfied with Huang Sheng's request.

Throwing him in front of the five killing gods, all he could rely on was Huang Sheng and several other dragoon guards hiding in the house, and Jiang Gan felt a little uneasy in his heart.

It wasn't until Huang Shengqing subdued the leading swordsman that Jiang Gan suddenly understood that ordinary Han soldiers were inferior to these swordsmen in swordsmanship, and the dragoon guards who could specialize in swordsmanship were their nemesis!

There were three swordsmen sitting in the room, two of whom were once the top masters in the world, and Jiang Gan's courage was much greater.

Turning his head to look at the five swordsmen who were kneeling on the ground bound by hemp rope, Jiang Gan forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart and asked them, "Why did you intercept and kill Yu in the middle of the way?" ”

Silence, after Jiang Gan's words fell, the five swordsmen were all silent and silent.

"Say!" They didn't make a sound, and pressed the dragoon guard of the leading swordsman, and kicked him hard in the back, shouting a word.

The back spine was kicked, and the head of the leading dragoon guard was handed forward, and his head was knocked to the ground, and a small hole was instantly knocked out of his forehead, and blood gushed out.

With blood streaming from his head, the lead swordsman turned his face and glared fiercely at the dragoon who kicked him.

Seeing him staring, where would the dragoon guard allow him to be public, he also glared at him, stepped forward, opened his arms and slapped him more than ten times.

The dragoon guards made a move, but neither Deng Zhan nor Huang Sheng immediately opened their mouths to stop them, but just watched coldly.

Raising his arm, the dragoon guard slapped sixteen or seven times in a row, and then stopped his movements, grabbed the collar of the leading swordsman, and lifted him to the place where he was kneeling like a chicken, and then knelt down with him.

With their swordsmanship expertise, all the Dragoon Guards have amazing arm strength.

Throwing off his arms and face jerked, where could ordinary people parry!

received seventeen or eighteen slaps on the face, the face of the leading swordsman was swollen like a steamed bun, the cheeks on both sides were bulging high, and there were bruises, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Unknown General, what to do?" Staring at the leading swordsman with a bruised face, Deng Zhan asked Nameless who was sitting beside him.

When he said Nameless's name, the five swordsmen kneeling on the ground were all stunned, and everyone, including the lead swordsman, raised their heads to look at Nameless.

Although Deng Zhan and Nameless were both famous masters back then, Deng Zhan was a decent person after all, and he often acted uprightly, leaving a good reputation in the world.

Unlike him, the nameless personality is perverse, and he will draw his sword and kill people if he doesn't agree with him.

The swordsmen who died in his hands were eight hundred, if not a thousand!

I had long heard that Nameless had joined Liu Wei, but the swordsmen didn't expect that they would meet this lone swordsman who only had the opportunity to hear the fame in the past, but never had the opportunity to meet him at all!

Staring at the five stunned swordsmen, the nameless eyelids lowered slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said, "General Deng, a certain one is good at killing, but not good at torture!" Why don't you ask the soldiers who are good at torture what to do with them! ”

Nodding, Deng Zhan's gaze turned to a dragoon officer in the room.

Standing in the house, the officer who had never said a word, was in charge of the torture in the dragoon guard camp.

The method of torture of the dragoon guards is very different from that of other military camps, even the Yulin and Huben two guards among the three guards of the Han army, the torture methods are not as diverse and complex as theirs.

Being watched by Deng Zhan, the officer hurriedly stepped forward, clasped his fists and bowed and said, "In the early years, His Majesty once taught a method to make a small opening on a person's body and smear honey ......"

When he said that he would cut a small hole in the human body and apply honey, the five swordsmen were all at a loss.

As swordsmen, each of them has a lot of wounds on their bodies, and it is impossible to have the slightest fear of the small wound that is about to be cut.

It's just that they haven't figured out why they should apply honey to their wounds.

"No!" As soon as the officer's words fell, Deng Zhan waved his hand and said: "What I am waiting for is that they open their mouths to confess, if there are too many nymphs and ants, it is not beautiful to gnaw them to death!" ”

He was muttering in his heart about smearing honey on his wounds, and after hearing Deng Zhan's words, the five swordsmen all gasped.

The wound is smeared with honey, and the sweetness of the honey attracts insects and ants.

Killing them with a sword will make them die cleanly, but they can be gnawed into white bones by insects and ants, and that kind of pain is not something they can bear.

Tiyì was vetoed by Deng Zhan, the officer lowered his eyelids, thought about it again, and then said: "There is another method, tie the five people to a wooden stake, set up a fire behind them, and feed some salt water from time to time. When they are roasted by the fire, they must be thirsty, drink more salt water, and the water in their bodies will be eliminated faster than usual. But in three or five hours, they can be roasted until their skin is charred and tender, and they will not die for a while......"

The words of the dragoon guard officer made all five swordsmen grow in astonishment.

Compared to being eaten by insects and ants and dying, the second method is longer and the tortured person has to endure more pain.

Looking at the dragoon guard officer who spoke with a look of astonishment, the five swordsmen all felt a cold chill rising from the bottom of their hearts.

"Your Majesty has arrived!" As soon as the officer finished speaking, the shouts of a dragoon guard came from outside the house.

Unexpectedly, Liu Wei would come to the barracks at night, everyone in the house was stunned, Deng Zhan and others hurriedly stood up and walked to the door.

Before he went out, the door had been pushed open by a palace guard, and Liu Wei, who was wearing a military uniform, stood outside the house with a blue face.

Seeing Liu Wei, Deng Zhan and the others hurriedly clasped their fists and bowed, bowed deeply to him, and shouted in unison: "Wait for the ministers to see Your Majesty!" ”

Raising his hand towards them, Liu Wei stepped into the room and said lightly: "Zhongqing, I heard that the assassin has been captured, so I came to take a look, you wait and get busy!" ”

"No!" In response, Deng Zhan and the others let Liu Wei sit down in the first seat, Deng Zhan and Wuming stood on the left and right, standing outside Liu Wei, and Jiang Gan and Huang Sheng stood at the low table where they were originally sitting.

Pressing the long sword in his hand, Wang Zhen stood behind Liu Wei.

Looking at the five swordsmen kneeling on the ground, Wang Zhen's brows twisted slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything after all.

Realizing that she seemed to have something to say, Liu Wei said without any emotion in his tone: "Wang Zhen, could it be that you have something to say?" ”

Liu Wei opened his mouth to ask, and Wang Zhen also knew that it was not good not to say what he was thinking in his heart, so he clenched his fists and bowed down and said: "Your Majesty, the minister just feels a little confused!" The five people in front of him, although the minister has never seen them use swords, but the swordsmanship is absolutely unusual. The minister didn't understand why such a person also had the courage to enter Luoyang......"