It turned out that after Song Chengcheng was captured by Shen Mushi, he had been locked up in a room in the Chu Wei military camp.

Tonight, no one cared about her in the chaos in the army, Song Qingcheng finally broke free from the rope and dragged the shackles on his feet to escape, originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to run away, but who knew that he encountered such a cruel scene at the door.

For a while, she was so anxious that she stumbled all the way to beg for mercy despite her disheveled clothes, for fear that Liu Qi would throw the torch into the pit.

As soon as Shen Mushi heard the movement behind him, he raised his eyebrows, grabbed the horse rope and turned the horse's head to look back.

At this moment, Song Yue suddenly shouted, holding a long sword and rushing towards Shen Mushi's body, and the remaining North Vietnamese soldiers also rushed over desperately.

The cavalry around Shen Mushi shouted for help, and the two sides fought fiercely with their horses, during which the horses continued to fall, and the soldiers fought hand-to-hand combat, and the situation gradually became chaotic.

The North Vietnamese army had a handful of contraband and horse blood sticky and soft breathing, and when they looked closely, they vented that the horses were not white horses at all, but brown horses sprinkled with flour.

Song Yue suddenly realized, obviously following the Chu Wei army all the way to the northern frontier, how could the horses that were originally all brown suddenly appear white horses?

Presumably, when Shen Mushi left Lijing, he had already set up a game, just waiting for him to take the bait.

is also the prince, but he is so incompetent, knowing that he will not be able to escape the tiger's mouth today, Song Yue is annoyed and ashamed.

"Kill!"

Song Yue roared, his eyes red and stabbed straight at Shen Mushi's body: "Whoever killed the prince of Chu Wei and made meritorious service to our army, this prince will be rewarded!" ”

However, the North Vietnamese soldiers' hands were so sticky with flour that they couldn't even hold their weapons, which was also one of Shen Mushi's strategies.

In an instant, more than 100 remnants of North Vietnam were beheaded by the Chu Wei army at once, and a blood sacrifice was made for the fallen Chu Wei war horse.

Song Yue saw that the general trend was gone, and glared fiercely at Shen Mushi, who was a few feet away.

Shen Mushi was holding the shackles he had tailored for his sister in his hand, and the other end was tied to Song Chengcheng like a beast. She looked at Song Yue sadly, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Brother, surrender!" For the sake of the remaining soldiers and horses of my North Vietnam, surrender! ”

"You slut! Don't think I don't know, you were raped by Shen Mushi a few years ago, and you had a good taste! Now I'm bent on staying and flying with your adulterer! Surrender? Phew! ”

Song Yue roared, with a terrifying expression of wanting to devour Song Tingcheng, he had already lost his mind,

"Brother! Why don't you look around? If you don't surrender, we'll be wiped out!" Prince Chu Wei said that as long as we surrender, he will let us live! Brother, I beg you! Wake up! ”

Song Tingcheng pleaded with tears in his eyes, seeking a glimmer of life for himself and for the North Vietnamese soldiers who were in deep danger.

She didn't care what her brother said, her heart was already numb with pain, and the people who humiliated her were always her relatives, not the enemy commanders, and it had always been like this.

When Shen Mushi infiltrated the North Vietnamese military camp yesterday, he found himself handcuffed to a pillar and covered in bruises, and there was a North Vietnamese soldier pressed on his body.

The man looked at her coldly and said, "Didn't you want me to save you?" I'm coming. ”

At that moment, she felt as if she had gone back to that night a few years ago.

She was naked and prostrate on the ground, begging men to save her and begging her to take her away.

The man sighed, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on her, and his gaze was one of pity and sympathy.

Now that so many years have passed, her situation has not changed at all, but has become more and more miserable, why is this! Why!

"You believe him?"

Song Yue raised his head and laughed, his whole body shaking from laughter.

He wiped the tears on his face, and said to Song Qingcheng with disdain: "You disappeared yesterday, say!" Are you using your pile of rotten meat to seduce the Chu Wei soldiers again? Which time is not like this, and I go around with men to escape from me! I'm telling you! You're born a cheap embryo and you're a! No one will love you for such a lascivious thing! No one will cherish you! You are only worthy to be someone else's slave! If you don't believe it, when you ask Shen Mu, he promised you to let you live, is he lying to you! ”

Song Chengcheng was stunned.

She always thought she was hiding it well, but she didn't expect her brother to know.

Yes, she did seduce a lot of men who wanted to escape from the North Vietnamese Palace.

Her compromises, her wandering wreckage, are all looking for someone who can protect her, hoping that someone will free her from the clutches of her father and brother.

However, none of those men, including Chu Wei's commander, are good people, and none of them are sincere when they just want to take advantage of themselves!

After giving his body again and again without any return, Song Chengcheng was desperate.

So, she will never trust anyone again! Between her and men, there is only use and exchange.

Now that my brother disregards her face and spreads her unbearable in front of everyone, how can she not hate?

Song Yue saw that his sister did not deny it, and he hated it in his heart.

This sister has been coquettish behind him since she was a child, and the water spirit and charm of the fall made him moved, and he didn't want to hurt his sister so he ran away from afar.

But at her eighteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, Song Yue found out that her father had done something wrong to her sister......

He hates his father and sister, but in fact, the person he hates the most is himself.

He is incompetent, and he can't even keep the woman he likes. What a prince! What a princess! All of them are slaves in the eyes of their fathers!

If you can't keep it, then destroy it! Destroy them all, don't live!

Since that day, Song Yue's psychology has been distorted and extremely abnormal, how could an abnormal person care about other people's lives!

"I was right! Hahahaha, he will let you live but won't let me live! ”

Song Yue stared at Song Chengcheng, and sparks of hatred burst out of his hazy tearful eyes.

He was just happy for a while, but his heart was more boundless pain.

From beginning to end, his sister hated him and had no love.

"Enough is enough!"

Shen Mushi interrupted impatiently, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't expect the prince of Beiyue to do such a rebellious ugly thing, and he shamelessly said it to everyone! Shameless and appalling! As the saying goes, if the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, it is time for North Vietnam to change the prince. Are you sure you will continue to be loyal to this kind of prince? ”

His internal strength is strong, and as soon as he opens his mouth, he will spread the sound for ten miles, whether it is the Chu Wei army or the North Vietnamese army, everyone can hear it clearly and know it in their hearts.

"Son of a bitch bastard! Shen Mushi! You don't want to sow discord! I, Song Yue, will definitely not descend! I, a North Vietnamese boy, would rather die than surrender! ”

Song Yue was stimulated by Shen Mushi and lost his mind, and began to speak indiscriminately, swearing words repeatedly, and in the end, he was angry.

"Would you rather die than surrender?"

Shen Mushi sneered lightly and did not react to Song Yue's insults.

He turned over and dismounted neatly, and took the torch from Liu Qi's hand with a cold face.

Song Chengcheng saw that Shen Mushi was going to burn the prisoner of war with his own hands, so he desperately rushed over and grabbed his thigh, staggered to his feet, grabbed the torch in Shen Mushi's hand and begged: "Your Highness, don't want it!" Please don't!"

"The North Vietnamese were so cruel to you, and you still intercede for them? Is it worth it? ”

Shen Mushi was indifferent, the torch in his hand was burning, and the light and shadow cast in the silhouette of the man's face at night.

On the bright side, the abundance of gods is as solemn as a god's residence, but on the dark side, it flows like boundless ink.

The life and death of these people are only in his thoughts.

"Whether the North Vietnamese treat her well or not, it's your business! Kill or chop whatever you want! You adulterers and adulteresses are here to behave! I'm disgusting! ”

Song Yue watched his sister stick to Shen Mushi's body, and he couldn't restrain the jealousy in his heart, and he couldn't wait for the torch to be pinched in his hand and burned to death the dog man and woman.

Sure enough, Shen Mushi glanced back at Song Yue and said coldly: "The defeat is like a mountain, the end of the road, you are a defeated man, but you want the remnants of North Vietnam to make a sacrifice for you, you are really a vain general!" ”

"Don't! I beg you, Your Highness, I beg you to let my North Vietnamese army live! The slave is willing to make cattle and horses for you, please open the net and let us go! Everyone has parents and children, please let them go! North Vietnam will be grateful to you for the rest of your life, slave beg for you! ”

Song Chengcheng knelt down to Shen Mushi and began to kowtow with tears in his eyes.

The snow on the ground mixed with the blood of the North Vietnamese soldiers was muddy, and pieces were stained on Song Chengcheng's forehead.

But she didn't care about wiping it, and still kowtowed again and again like pounding garlic and begged for mercy.

The princess who used to be infinitely beautiful now fell into such a field, everyone in Chu and Wei sighed, and the only remaining North Vietnamese soldiers in and out of the pit were even more chilled.

They have always looked down on this princess, pretending to be respectful on the surface, and laughing at this dissolute woman who is not clear with her brother all the time.

But today, life and death are at a juncture, and the prince who swears to follow them doesn't take their lives seriously at all, but it is this weak woman who is treated coldly by them who is pleading for them.

The army's mind is detached, and it is a matter of success.

Suddenly, a North Vietnamese soldier lying in the pile of corpses pushed away the corpses of his comrades and slowly stood up.

He was so angry that his face was pale, but he still raised the last bite and yelled at Song Chengcheng: "My subordinates are willing to follow the princess!" ”

This sentence was shouted extremely loudly, as if it was being shouted with his life, and even Liu Qi couldn't help but show an appreciative look.

A few more North Vietnamese soldiers who pretended to be dead in the pile of corpses got up tremblingly, and shouted in their mouths: "My subordinates are willing to follow the princess!" ”

When the other soldiers in the pit heard this, they also began to shout:

"My subordinates are willing to follow the princess!"

"Subordinates too!

Princess! Me, me! And me! Swear to follow the princess to the death! “

Song Yue saw that the army was rebellious, and shouted regardless of the blue and purple on his face: "It's against you!" It's all the other way around! She's just a woman! It's just a slut who lives by a man! ”

Song Yue hissed and reprimanded angrily, "My subordinates are willing to follow the princess!" The louder this slogan is shouted.

No one expected that Song Chengcheng's unintentional performance turned out to be the desire of the North Vietnamese military and civilians, making them completely defect.

"Song Yue, the general trend has gone, if you want to live, surrender to me."

Shen Mushi's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he wrinkled his eyebrows and stared at the prince of Beiyue on the ground.

"Prince Ben would rather die than give in!"

Song Yue struggled to rush towards Shen Mu and wanted to fight the trapped beast.

He remembered what Shen Mushi said, he was already highly poisoned, and there was also poison in his blood, as long as he was touched, he would die within five days.

Today he is going to die, and even if he is going to die, he will die with him.

Song Yue raised his sword to kill himself, and his blood drew an arc in the air, splashing Song Qingcheng's head and face, and also splashing Shen Mushi's arm.