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When shouting Lu Bu, Zhang Yi walked up to the miserable Xianbei prisoner of war again, and without saying a word, he stabbed the short sword in his hand on the man's arm again.

"Ah~"

The terrible screams echoed in the sky of the prisoner of war camp again, and the miserable prisoner of war had been trampled unconscious during the massacre before, but now he was "woken up" by Zhang Yi's short sword.

After nailing the two arms of the prisoner of war to the ground, Zhang Yi unceremoniously nailed two swords in his two hands, and now the prisoner of war was completely unable to struggle, and the ten fingers of his hands could not be clenched together.

After nailing the person, Zhang Yi had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Lu Bu with a relaxed face: "Okay, let's start cutting, I don't need to demonstrate to you, right?" ”

The smile and relaxed appearance on Zhang Yi's face formed a sharp contrast with the hellish scene of Shura in the prisoner of war camp, and those who saw Zhang Yi's smile and expression had a sense of fear and fear for Zhang Yi in their hearts.

In fact, the reason why Zhang Yi treated the Xianbei prisoners of war like this was that Zhang Yi really wanted to take this opportunity to teach the soldiers a good lesson, and second, Zhang Yi wanted to vent his "hatred" for the Xianbei people in his heart.

Ever since he learned about the atrocities of the Xianbei people, Zhang Yi has been holding his breath for the Xianbei people in his heart, and this breath has made him very uncomfortable, and the captured Xianbei people have naturally become the best target for him to vent this breath.

Zhang Yi is no longer Zhang Yi when he was bullied by the Sun family's father and son, nor is he Zhang Yi when he first arrived in Hedong County, he couldn't bear it before he was fledgling, and now he has a heavy army, naturally he will not continue to pretend to be a grandson, if it weren't for Sima Wei and Chen Gong's persuasion, he would have let the black tiger kill the Wei family to avenge the "kneeling" revenge back then.

At this time, the screams of Xianbei prisoners of war were still echoing in the sky of the prisoner of war camp, and Lu Bu, under the supervision of Zhang Yi, had to squat on the ground with the Spirit Wind Sword and start to carry out Zhang Yi's task.

Zhang Yi's Lingfeng Sword can be said to be the only dark iron weapon in the Dingping Army now, although it is poorly forged, but it still sharpens iron like clay and cuts people's fingers, so naturally it is not a problem, Lu Bu cut off that person's index finger into three sections in two clicks.

"Ah~"

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the huge pain of the severed finger made the Xianbei man, who was as strong as an ox, let out a scream like killing a pig, and after hearing his scream, everyone couldn't help but tremble, and Lu Bu couldn't help but cut off the third sword.

"Please, kill me, please!"

Looking at Lu Bu, the Xianbei man kept praying to Lu Bu for death, but he said Xianbei language, and Lu Bu couldn't understand it at all.

Although he couldn't understand what he said, human eyes could also convey news, and the eyes of the Xianbei people praying for a quick death deeply shocked Lu Bu's heart, making him unable to do it at all.

Suddenly, Lu Bu suddenly raised the Spirit Wind Sword in his hand, and then stabbed the back of the prisoner of war fiercely, but at the moment when he raised the sword, Zhang Yi, who had been staring at him, reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Blood, instantly flowing along the blade of the sword to the ground.

Lu Bu shot too fast, Zhang Yi hurriedly blocked, although he paid attention to avoiding the blade of the sword, but he was still scratched by the tail of the sword body.

"Lord!"

"Big brother!"

"General!"

"Donkey, are you going to rebel?"

“……”

Seeing that Zhang Yi was injured, Lu Bu was stunned, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and other generals and soldiers also rushed up with shouts, and Zhang Fei, who had a hot temper, roared directly and rushed up.

"Stop me," stopped everyone, Zhang Yi turned his head and stared at Lu Bu: "Fengxian, what do you want to do?" ”

"Lord!"

Hurriedly letting go of the Spirit Wind Sword in his hand, Lu Bu slammed his head on the ground and said in a slightly trembling voice: "My subordinates have injured the lord's noble body, ten thousand ......."

"Don't talk nonsense," after breaking Lu Bu's words, Zhang Yi reprimanded angrily: "I only ask what do you want to do?" ”

"I... I... I just want to end his pain. ”

At this time, Lu Bu, like a great rebel sinner, was holding his head to the ground, not daring to raise his head at all, and he couldn't even speak neatly, but he was not afraid that Zhang Yi would punish him and kill him, but the awe of the subordinates to the superiors.

"Rubbish!"

Zhang Yi, who was furious, raised his leg and kicked Lu Bu's shoulder, and directly kicked Lu Bu, who was kneeling on the ground, to the ground.

If someone else scolded Lu Bu for being a waste and kicked Lu Bu, Lu Bu would definitely slaughter him, even if Zhang Yi kicked this kick, if it weren't for the fact that Lu Bu accidentally injured him before, even if Lu Bu didn't do anything to Zhang Yi, he would have a grudge against Zhang Yi because of the passive existence of rebellion, but with the previous incident of accidentally hurting Zhang Yi, where would Lu Bu, who was extremely self-blaming, dare to resent Zhang Yi.

Lu Bu, who was hit hard by Zhang Yi and lay on the ground, did not stay on the ground for another second before returning to his kneeling position, and his head was still on the ground, and he didn't dare to raise it at all.

Zhang Yi, who kicked Lu Bu, was actually beating a drum in his heart, and he was also afraid that Lu Bu would suddenly burst out and strangle himself to death, but seeing that Lu Bu had returned to his kneeling posture, his tense heart was also put down, and he was also thinking about whether to continue to grind Lu Bu's temperament.

The reason why Zhang Yi didn't let Lu Bu go to the battlefield was to sharpen Lu Bu's temperament and let him know that the fierce generals under his command were like clouds, and he was invincible without him, which was also to better recover Lu Bu.

Now seeing that Lu Bu did not "rebel" against himself, Zhang Yi was already thinking about whether to let Lu Bu play in advance, but in the end he still pressed down on the idea of using Lu Bu in advance.

Looking at Lu Bu who was kneeling on the ground, Zhang Yi asked coldly: "Fengxian, are you sympathetic to the enemy, do you know?" Maybe you think they are prisoners of war, and I shouldn't treat them like this, but have you thought about the people of Yanmen and Dingxiang? Aren't the civilians they tortured and killed more innocent than these prisoners of war? ”

"I... I..."

Lü Bu, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't know what to say at the moment, because he had also heard the atrocities committed by the Xianbei people against the Han Chinese, but he was still unwilling to abuse an unarmed and seriously wounded captive.

"Hey~" Zhang Yi, who sighed, didn't want to blame Lu Bu too much, reached out to pick Lu Bu up, then waved his hand and said, "You step aside." ”

After letting Lu Bu retreat, Zhang Yi turned his head and called Zhang Fei over again, asking him to continue to complete the task that Lu Bu did not complete, but after Zhang Fei cut off two fingers, he couldn't do it anymore, and then, Guan Yu, Dian Wei and Zhu Gongdao, who had returned, were all ordered by Zhang Yi to complete the task, but they were all scolded by Zhang Yi because they couldn't stand the screams and the eyes of the Xianbei people, and finally Zhang Yi ended the man's pain with a sword.

Although a sword ended the suffering of the Xianbei man, Zhang Yi did not end the education of the soldiers, but personally dragged a Xianbei man who refused to give in from the prisoners of war. (To be continued.) )