After Mu Nanyun left, Yang Ling put down the book in his hand, stood up, and walked out of the tent.

It was already dark outside, and the area where he camped halfway up the mountain was relatively flat, a gentle slope, and his tent was in a higher position, and he stood outside the tent and looked out, one by one, the tents and black piers stretched endlessly. Here are 100,000 soldiers and horses of the Mujia army. Mu Cien is very clever in using his troops, and he will not hoard all his soldiers and horses here.

It is true that the so-called conscription also has his calculations, he can control the ever-changing battlefield, and he can also defend the treacherous and turbulent court. Whether it's a trick or a real need, none of these matters to him Yang Ling. The important thing is that he's standing here, and this is the beginning.

Looking down from the mountain, in the farthest distance as far as the eye can see, there is a bonfire jumping, there, is Di Yi's barracks, it is said that 300,000 soldiers and horses came, looking at the continuous formation of the bonfire, it should be similar. After Yang Ling came, he didn't stay here for a few days before he received a letter from Qu Xiaobai.

Mu Nanyun had already set up control and closely monitored Lu Wu, but he didn't expect that immediately after, Lu Wu was recognized by Lu Xiaoxiao's people and had to escape from the barracks. He was ordered to track down, and staged a good show in White Horse Town, only a few days after returning to the army, although he also followed Mu Nanyun to fight a few small battles, but he didn't have a thorough grasp of the situation of the two armies.

The soldiers who patrolled back and forth had become familiar with him in the past few days, and when they passed by his side, they all respectfully called him: "Captain Yang." "When he came back, he was promoted to the rank of lieutenant.

He nodded and headed downhill. After walking about a hundred steps, I saw a temporary cell, which was made of more than a dozen thick logs, each of which was about two feet in diameter, buried deep in the ground, and it was impossible for even a skilled master to escape from it.

Guarding the cell were two soldiers in armor, who didn't recognize Yang Ling when they saw him, crossed the halberds in their hands, and asked in a cold voice, "Who is it?" ”

Yang Ling took out his waist card and said, "I am Yang Ling, the school captain, and I am ordered by the prison army to interrogate the prisoner for a few words." ”

The waist card was a waist card that acted cheaply in the army, not his own rank card, and the two soldiers saw the waist card, put away the halberd in their hands, and said solemnly: "As soon as possible." ”

Yang Ling nodded.

The cell door opened, and after Yang Ling walked in, the guards closed the door again, and the chains clicked and locked it again.

There was no light in the prison, only a subtle moonlight penetrated through the gaps between the logs, shining on the prisoners' bodies, and the prisoners could be vaguely seen lying on the ground, wrapped in thick and long shackles, the prisoners' clothes were already tattered, the cells were built on the mountain, the ground was full of sand and gravel and dust, and the prisoners' bodies were full of mud, even their faces and heads, and they could no longer distinguish their original appearance.

"Xiao Chuyi." Yang Ling called out calmly and calmly.

The person on the ground seemed to move, and made a dull sound, and it seemed that the injury was not light. Yang Ling squatted down, looked at the mud-stained face in the darkness, and said, "I am the one who took you in White Horse Town. ”

His tone was always cold, the cold of the bone marrow, Xiao Chuyi shivered again, his eyes opened suddenly, he stared at Yang Ling with hatred, his mouth whined angrily, and his body wanted to rush towards Yang Ling, it took a lot of effort, but he was just trembling on the spot.

Yang Ling sneered: "On the battlefield, if your skills are not as good as others, you can only accept your fate." You are still alive now, but because of your special identity, if you abandon this identity, you will only be a bone. Your life is still valuable, use it well, or you can save your life and return to your own land, if you think your bones are hard, I can give you a taste. ”

Although his voice was light, there was a frightening coldness, it was an invisible murderous aura, and a battle-hardened person like Xiao Chuyi understood very well what this murderous aura meant. This is something that those who tortured him did not have.

This shows that the person in front of him is the real terrible person!

"You...... What do you want to ask? ”

Very good. Yang Ling's eyebrows raised slightly, "What do you say?" ”

"How do I know what you're asking?" Xiao Chuyi's voice was rough and angry because he hadn't drunk water for a long time.

Yang Ling said: "Naturally, it is your arming. ”

Xiao Chuyi sneered: "I have been out of the army for a long time, and this kind of thing is often changing, so what's the point of asking for it?" ”

"Well, you reminded me. Then don't have a defense map, it's always okay to draw a topographic map. ”

Xiao Chuyi: "......" was fooled! What a fucking chicken thief!

"Aren't you afraid that I'll draw you a fake topographic map and lead you into an ambush?"

"Well, you reminded me again. It's better to take this pill, before I come back, this pill won't have any symptoms, but if I don't come back for three days, the skin and flesh on your body will start to rot slowly, at first just hands and feet, slowly, it will spread to the limbs, and then, it will be the face, the torso, and finally it will rot to the heart and lungs, and if you lie in this cell, there will be ants and flies to bite you, and you can see them fall on you, settle on you, and give birth to ......"

"Enough! Don't say any more, I won't eat it! ”

"Really?"

"Yes!"

Slender fingers suddenly pinched his jaw, he opened his mouth uncontrollably, and a pill fell into his mouth, and another hand that glowed white in the night slapped his chest, and the medicine rolled into his throat.

Yang Ling raised his eyebrows and smiled: "The medicine is exclusively developed by me, and the antidote is only available to me, whether you draw a real topographic map or not, you can make your own decisions." But let me remind you, if we fight in the past, the dead are only soldiers, and they will not be hurt at all, and it is a big deal to return to the previous order, but if you draw a fake topographic map, it will be you who will die, and you will never see what kind of order the world will become. ”

He obviously said it with a smile, but it made people feel cold and couldn't help but shiver.

Xiao Chuyi reached out and picked his throat, trying to vomit out the medicine, retching for a long time, but only vomited a puddle of yellow water, Yang Ling said coldly: "It's useless." This medicine dissolves in the mouth, and it has reached your heart at this time, if you don't believe it, you take a deep breath and see if your heart hurts. ”

Xiao Chuyi unconsciously took a deep breath, and before he could inhale the dantian, he covered his chest in pain. It hurts like having thousands of needles stuck in the heart.

"Well, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Xiao Chuyi glared at Yang Ling angrily and resentfully, but there was no way to do it, and after a while, he finally trembled and said uncontrollably: "I paint." I'm done, are you sure you'll give me the antidote? ”

"I'm all talking."

"I don't even know who you are!"

"You don't know you when I told me. Captain Yang Ling. ”

"I don't know!"

Yang Ling took out the fire fold from his pocket, hit it, found the location of the oil lamp in the cell, lit the oil lamp, took the oil lamp down, held it in the palm of his hand, and squatted in front of Xiao Chuyi, and said with a smile: "Then take a good look, remember my face, if you have a chance to escape in the future, you may also come back to me for revenge." ”

Xiao Chuyi was stunned and looked at the handsome face in front of him, and was a little dazed for a while, how could there be such a good-looking man in this world? is more beautiful than a woman, but not half charming.

"Remember?"

Xiao Chuyi gritted his teeth, "What nonsense!" You let me draw, did you bring pen and paper? ”

Yang Ling picked the corner of his mouth, picked up a branch from the ground, and handed it to him: "Just draw it on the ground." ”

Xiao Chuyi was stunned again. Can you get serious?

Yang Ling didn't think that this was not serious, and urged: "Hurry up and paint, I don't have much time to spend with you." ”

Xiao Chuyi gritted his teeth, struggled to get up from the ground, pinched the branches, and began to draw on the sandy ground.

The torture wounds on his body were very painful, and his hands were trembling, Yang Ling stretched out his hand to a certain acupuncture point on his body, and he immediately stopped feeling pain, and his hand drawing was much better, and he no longer trembled.

This handsome man really has a few moments. No wonder it fell into his hands in Whitehorse! Xiao Chuyi thought about it while having to paint honestly. Soon, the topographical map of the opposing camp was drawn in Xiao Chuyi's hand.

After Yang Ling looked at the picture he drew, his palm spit out the internal force and swept it, and the picture no longer existed, Xiao Chuyi looked at him stunned, and wondered: "You remember it?" ”

"That's my business, you don't have to worry about it." Yang Ling stood up and patted the dust on his inky blue robe, "Open the door." ”

There was a bang, the soldiers opened the door from the outside, Yang Ling walked out of the cell, with a wave of his sleeves, the oil lamp in the cell was suddenly extinguished, the small cell returned to darkness, and Xiao Chuyi's tearing shout came from behind: "You said you were going to give me an antidote!" ”

"I'll talk about it when I'm tried." Yang Ling threw down a sentence slowly.

"You're fucking lying to me!"

The soldiers re-locked their cells, and the sound of shackles drowned out Xiao Chuyi's voice. The two soldiers stood up straight again, looked incredulously at the back of the strange lieutenant in the distance, and whispered: "Do you know him?" ”

The other shook his head: "I don't know, but I heard that when we recruited soldiers in our army this time, we recruited a very powerful person, who was very good at martial arts and planning, and even his appearance was very good, and he was awarded the rank of captain as soon as he came, so it must be him." He also holds the sign of our supervisor, which shows that he is very valued. ”

"I don't know what his other methods are, just looking at this torture method, it is really outrageous. You say, did he really give poison to the people inside? Will the above blame us? ”

"Not really, right? He's holding the sign of Lord Overseer. That would be equivalent to the presence of the overseer. ”