"You dare to pretend with me for the sake of two prisoners of war?!" Wu Han was angry and didn't fight in one place. It's not so much that his momentum is weak, it's better to say that he is not mentally prepared and caught off guard. He originally thought that as the head of the War God Temple, he would definitely be able to suppress Mu Ge and not dare to breathe. Unexpectedly, the pastoral song that was silent at the Triumph Conference actually established a mighty military might, making the entire trapped camp ignore Wu Han!

Pastoral Ge took a step, blocked Wu Han's way to save people with his back hand, raised his chin and Wu Han into a single sword, and explained calmly: "Director Wu, you still don't understand the style of Zheng Xuan's fleet. Murder is a means of enforcing the law, so that the order can be forbidden, and a sensational army can be created. ”

"You ......" Wu Han was so angry that the world was spinning. According to Muge, if Wu Han wants to save his own soldiers, he has to ask Zheng Xuan for a warrant. He and Zheng Xuan used to play back and forth, but now he was actually forced to bow to Zheng Xuan by a general flag?

"Moreover, you are completely ignorant of military affairs. The pastoral song is slow and logical, seemingly gentle, but in fact, it hides a sharp edge between the lines, disintegrating Wu Han's prestige step by step: "Please allow me to clarify a misunderstanding." All of us here are not prisoners of war, they are all loyal samurai in my camp. Since your own soldiers are lawless, please forgive me for not teaching and punishing you. ”

"You !!" Wu Han grinned in anger, and his vocabulary plummeted to 1. He pointed at the madrigal, and his index finger trembled for a long time before he shouted angrily: "This is your excuse for killing?"

"I'm very sorry," Mu Ge raised his chin and looked at Wu Han with pity, "I can win the battle by killing people." ”

Wu Han suddenly realized something. He has fallen into the pastoral scheme. Pastoral is not Zheng Xuan. When Madrigal decides to offend someone, there is no need for him to leave himself a way out, because Madrigal has no way out at all.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Pastoral did not intend to reason with Wu Han. When Wu Han wasted his lips and tongues with Madrigal, his prestige was already plummeting. Wu Han looked around and found that none of the warriors in the camp showed worried and frightened eyes, but looked at Wu Han unscrupulously. When Wu Han was no longer frightening, he was undoubtedly weaker.

"Click!"

With a scream, the soldier's hand flew into the air, leaving a tearful man rolling around with a blood-spurting wrist.

"Presumptuous! There is no king's law! Someone! Torture me to the trapped!" Wu Han realized that he had to use force. But he had missed the best opportunity - after the madrigal's heart-wrenching move, the morale of the trapped camp had been boosted to its peak.

Pastoral Ge didn't stop it, standing in front of Wu Han with his hands in his hands, and let Wu Han give instructions with an expressionless face. Behind the madrigal, the battle-hardened camp warriors easily beat the gendarmes of the Temple of War to the point that their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, and some butterfly witches were still secretly making trouble, chanting spells to lock the movements of the gendarmes, so that the gendarmes could not cut down with their knives, but were kicked off by the camp warriors who were free, and fell to the ground and rolled around.

For a time, the crying was towering, and the wailing was all over the field.

The pastoral song did not move at all the time, did not even give a single order, and left himself clean. Even if it is traced, the fact is that Wu Han unilaterally declared war, and it turned out that he couldn't defeat the trapped camp, that's all. In the Zheng Xuan fleet, which advocates ability, this kind of self-inflicted humiliation is already hilarious.

It didn't take long for the blue-gold uniformed gendarmes who had just flaunted their might to curl up on the ground and squirm. The samurai in the camp clapped their palms, raised their eyebrows, and shouted happily. When Wu Han brought the gendarmes in to rob the beauties, because the pastoral song was not there, the samurai who were trapped in the camp were restrained and suffered a lot of anger. I didn't expect that after the pastoral came, the way of dealing with it was so unrestrained and natural, and he let out a bad breath.

Lai Zi has regained her composure. According to her judgment, as long as the pastoral song is not Wu Han's hand, then all problems are not problems. In fact, the hand of the pro-soldier can also be quickly connected, and it is enough to lie down in the repair warehouse for 1 hour, and if he does not lose his head, he will only lose face.

She just couldn't figure out the purpose of the madrigal. Refute Wu Han's face to this point, is there no room for mediation between them?

On the contrary, for the iron-fisted measures of the madrigal, the witches of the butterfly clan applauded one after another, and even the phrase "they are all loyal warriors in the camp" said by the madrigal, which was widely acquiesced by the butterfly clan and the ant clan, and no one opened their mouths to refute it. It is the faithfulness and responsibility of pastoral songs that have won the trust of the butterfly and ant tribes.

In fact, when they saw Madrigal and Wu Han tearing their faces, the witches of the Butterfly Clan breathed a sigh of relief one by one, and they could finally raise their eyebrows.

As a bystander, Li Zi couldn't help but tug on the sleeve of the pastoral: "Don't kill people, send that pro-soldier to treatment quickly." After all, he is a man of the Temple of the God of War!"

Madrigal ignored Li Zi and stared at the execution scene with his hands in his hands. Lu Yu held down the heart-rending soldier and let Tang Xianchu raise a knife to execute.

Wu Han opened his mouth wide and stared at the pro-soldier with his hair scattered, shocked, puzzled, chilled, and annoyed...... All kinds of emotions came in a stream, and he was overwhelmed. Even Wu Han didn't know how to end it. He didn't understand why Madrigal was doing this, it was the first time he had ever felt so lost.

Li Zi tugged on Muge's sleeve again, and her voice was a little annoyed: "There is an essential difference between killing people and cutting off hands!

The madrigal fell on deaf ears. Li Zi was desperate. Seeing that even Li Zi couldn't persuade Muge to return, Wu Han was also desperate, and the figure fell into the ice cave, and he began to think about whether he should intercede with Muge.

But before the execution, Lu Yu asked for pastoral songs with his eyes very tacitly. Pastoral Song narrowed his eyes slightly, the cunning in his eyes was fleeting, but Lu Yu still understood it. He said to Tang Xianchu: "Muqi is using a plan. ”

Tang Xianchu turned his head to look at Wu Han, and saw that this majestic director had become a bare-bones commander, wanting force without force, and with authority without authority, he stood there in despair, and suddenly realized: What Pastoral showed Wu Han was not force, but determination. He ignored Li Zi, making Wu Han really believe that Pastoral's killing intent had been decided. In the collision of determination and momentum, Wu Han had already lost, so he was in a mess, wanting to plead for mercy for a while, and wanting to break the net for a while, and the result of indecisiveness was to stand there in a daze.

And Lu Yu's meaning is to remind Tang Xianchu that the purpose of the pastoral song has been achieved, and this person can not be killed.

So Tang Xianchu shouted: "You hold him down, I will move the joints so as not to cut you." He actually jumped up and down to do warm-up exercises, twisted his head, shook his wrists and kicked his legs, and looked like he was seriously cutting off his head, so frightened that the pro-soldier lay on the ground and whimpered, and he was wet with a lot of urine.

From Wu Han to the military police, they were all frightened by the madrigal, and even if they borrowed their courage in the future, they didn't dare to face the camp.

Pastoral Song counted down in his heart, thinking that after making trouble for so long, it was time for the person in charge to arrive. Just as she was thinking about it, Jun Yi spread her wings and rushed into the sky, bowed her head and shouted: "Stop! What's the matter?" When she scolded, two lines of Valkyries lined up, and a streamer of light swept through the camp gate, turning into three figures, it turned out to be a military attache escorting two civilians to the scene.

"What's going on!?" the military attache strode in, and it turned out to be Qin Chong, the commander of the army regiment. Secretary-General Zhao Lei and Chief of Staff Cui Yongji followed him, their faces were very ugly.