After saying this, Jerulongo commanded the attendants beside him; "Go, ask the princess and the colt to come."

"Yes, Great Khan." The attendant immediately took the order and left.

Jerulongo, still standing, frowned, and spoke to Jeru; "What you said really works?"

"Great Khan, Wanzhong Mountain has been stationed in Yanzhou for many years, those people in Yanzhou only worship him as a god, I heard that he has always loved soldiers like a son, and he is also very strict with the soldiers under his hand, and he never allows the Wanjia army to take a stitch from the hands of the people, such a person will never attack his own soldiers and people."

When Yelu Longgo heard this, he didn't say anything more, and when Wan Chongshan and Nalan arrived, they saw Yelu Longgo sitting on the main seat at the right end, and some Liao officials were all sitting under the prime minister.

Wan Chongshan and Nalan saluted to Yelu Longo, and when the salute was over, Nalan stood up and was puzzled; "Father Khan ordered his daughter and horses to be invited, I don't know why?"

Yelu Longo's lips smiled, and he spoke to Nalan; "Today's good news came from the front line, Yeluwen made great achievements in the establishment, and the soldiers of Daqi were defeated, and his father Khan was happy, and General Yelu sent people to send a large number of prisoners of Daqi, all of whom were defeated troops and people of Qi, and my father Khan saw that the weather was good today, so he wanted everyone to be lively and lively, and have a 'killing banquet'."

Listening to the three words "Killing Prisoner Banquet", Wanzhongshan's heart moved unnoticedly. He has been stationed in Yanzhou for many years, knowing that the Liao people have always been ferocious and murderous, and the captives who fall into their hands, regardless of men, women and children, will inevitably be humiliated to death, and this "killing prisoner banquet" is one of the most cruel, they will bring all the captives up, and order the soldiers to hold spears and surround the surroundings, surround those captives, and some of the royal nobles of the Liao people, the princely general is holding a machete, and cut off the heads of the captives one by one, and when the head just leaves the body, it will gush out a stream of blood, These Liao people will mix those blood with wine and drink, and there is endless blood and brutality.

Nalan listened, her heart was shocked, she quietly looked towards Wanzhong Mountain, and saw Wanzhong Mountain's expression as usual, she looked in her eyes, she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, she only lowered her eyes silently.

"Horse," Yelulongo's gaze fell on Wanzhongshan, his black eyes blazing, as if he wanted to see through people's hearts, staring into Wanzhongshan's eyes, and said to him; "You are the number one general in my Great Liao, and in every previous 'prisoner killing banquet', you got the most heads, this time, don't let Ben Khan down."

Wan Chongshan covered his eyes and heart, and made a bow to Yelu Longo, saying a word; "Yes."

With a wave of his hand, Jeluyun immediately ordered the captives to be brought up, and the captives were unkempt and ragged, and they were carried by the soldiers one by one and knelt on the ground.

"Horse, it's up to you to cut off the first head." Yelu Longgo smiled and fisted, his tone was very casual, and as soon as his words fell, someone suddenly presented a treasure knife in front of Wanzhong Mountain with both hands.

Wan Chongshan looked at the treasure knife, and then looked at the emaciated prisoners of war, the man's eyes were dark, and he did not take the knife.

"Pony? Why don't you do it yet? Seeing this, the smile on Jerulongo's face slowly faded.

"This knife is not sharp enough, change it." Wan Chongshan opened his mouth, his voice was light and low, and his eyes were calm and could not see the slightest wind and rain.

"According to what the colt said, change it!" Yelu Longgo promised, but that gaze was still staring at Wanzhong Mountain.

Wan Chongshan didn't realize it, only looked at those prisoners of war, his eyes floated over the faces of those prisoners of war one by one, and saw that their faces were all covered by long hair, so that people couldn't see their faces clearly, Wan Chongshan's eyes were deep, one by one across their shoulder blades, and finally, the man's gaze fell on their palms quietly.

Those palms are rough and full of calluses, and their physique is so different from the Qi people who have been farming for a long time and hold a sickle in their hands, Wanzhong Mountain has been stationed in the frontier for more than ten years, and they know the situation of Liao and Qi well, almost just a glance, he can see that the calluses on the palms of these people are caused by riding horses since childhood, holding the reins for many years, even if the soldiers under his command have been fighting horses for many years, and their palms have never grinded out such deep calluses.

Wan Chongshan's heart suddenly understood.

An attendant brought another sword.

The man didn't say a word, he directly held the treasure knife in the palm of his hand, his gesture was crisp and neat, and he heard the sound of "bang" when he raised the knife, and almost no one could see how he made his hand, the first captive had already landed on the ground, and rolled out of the long way with a grunt, and the hot blood gushed out, Wan Chongshan took the bowl, and received the blood at the bottom of the bowl, and did not mix with wine, and drank it directly.

"Good! Happy pony! Some onlookers shouted.

Wan Chongshan drank the bowl of blood, it seemed that he was red-eyed, he didn't pay attention to the people behind him, and only killed them one by one, but seeing the blood gushing wildly, people were all over the ground, and Wanzhong Mountain was covered with blood, like a demon king fighting in blood, even if the Liao people were brave, looking at this scene, they couldn't help but feel cold.

Yeluyun saw that Wanzhong Mountain was rising, and finally said loudly; "Enough, colt!"

Wan Chongshan didn't pay attention.

Yelulongo winked at him.

Yeluyun understood, and only stepped forward and hugged Wanzhongshan's arm, saying; "Don't kill again, these are our own people!"

"Your own people?" Wanzhong Mountain looked towards Yeluyun, his eyes dark and palpitating.

Yeluyun met his gaze, only to feel a chill in his heart, he didn't say anything, only signaled with his eyes to the attendants to take those prisoners of war pretended by the Liao people down.

The scene when those prisoners of war passed by Fang Cai was already heartbroken, and it was dragged down in an instant.

Nalan smelled the smell of blood in the air, only to feel sick in her heart, she looked at Wanzhong Mountain who returned from blood, but her heart beat faster and faster, she watched Wanzhong Mountain kneel down in front of her father Khan, watched her father Khan give wine, watched Wanzhong Mountain raise the wine bowl, and watched her father Khan announce in public that he ordered Wanzhong Mountain to lead an army of 100,000 and approach Daqi.

She looked at the burly and upright figure, only to feel mixed feelings in her heart, she looked at the man in the crowd, and a sentence silently surfaced in her heart, Wan Chongshan, if you are really Xiao Pingqi, how good it should be.

Jail.

When the jailer walked in, Qingzhou was leaning against the wall and sleeping lightly, hearing footsteps, Qingzhou woke up from her sleep in an instant, she looked at the man in front of her in a panic, and subconsciously protected her lower abdomen.

The jailer ignored her, and only lifted her up, and sent her into a room as he had done last time.

In the room, there sat a man with clear eyebrows and brave bravery.

Seeing him, Qingzhou's eyes suddenly became wet.

"The colt, the man has been brought." The jailer spoke respectfully.

Wan Chongshan put down the tea bowl and gave a faint order to the two jailers; "I'm going to interrogate this person myself, and you guys get out of here."

"Yes." The jailer did not dare to say more, but retreated respectfully.

The heavy door had been closed, and in the room, only Wan Chongshan and Qingzhou were left.

Wan Chongshan stood up and walked in front of Qingzhou, he looked at her and looked at himself in a daze, she had lost so much weight, but her bulging lower abdomen became more and more obvious, he didn't say a word, only stretched out his arm and hugged Qingzhou in his arms.

His arms were as generous and powerful as ever, until he was taken into his arms, Qingzhou was still stunned, she didn't dare to move, she didn't even dare to blink, she was afraid that this was a dream of her own, and if she moved a little, she would wake up from the dream.

Wan Chongshan cared about the fetus in her womb, and didn't dare to use any force, his voice was hoarse, and after a long time, he whispered out her name, "Yue'er"

It wasn't until he heard his voice that Qingzhou's tears fell from his eyes.

Wan Chongshan picked up her face, looked at her tears, only felt distressed, he stretched out his rough fingers, hooked those tears for her one by one, looked at her pale and thin little face, his pupils darkened, and said; "Makes you suffer."

Qingzhou couldn't speak, just shook his head, shaking his head desperately.

Wan Chongshan wrapped one hand around her thin waist, and with the other hand, he clasped the back of her head and kissed it deeply, and Qingzhou's tears fell into the corners of his lips, slightly bitter and astringent.

Wan Chongshan didn't kiss for too long, he just let go of her lips, but still held her in his arms.

Qingzhou looked at his face, and finally called out his name softly; "Heavy Mountain"

Wan Chongshan took her little hand and told her; "I'm here."

"Chongshan" Qingzhou still whispered his name, her eyelashes hung with crystal teardrops, lining that face like a delicate stamen, so weak that people couldn't bear to look at it, Wan Chongshan against her forehead, put her little hand to her lips.

"It's really you, it's really you" Qingzhou smiled, buried his face in Wan Chongshan's arms, tears of joy fell from his eyes, and faint tears fell on the man's chest.

Wan Chongshan hugged her body tightly, the two snuggled, I don't know how long it took, Wan Chongshan noticed that Qingzhou picked up his big hand and put it on her soft lower abdomen, Wan Chongshan was shocked, and then remembered the fetus in her womb.