Chapter 324: Killing the Son Before the Battle

As far as the eye can see, several remnant clouds of extremely grotesque shapes and colors float in the wind.

Like wisps of light smoke, dark blue, blue-gray, dark black, brown-blue, patches of dark blue sky peeking out of these clouds, as if peering at the small life the size of sesame seeds on the ground.

On the ground, there was already a murderous aura.

Wang Honghan looked at the Yellow Dragon Legion in front of him from a distance.

Although they were deployed on the eastern flank of the Chinese army at the same time, they were clearly divided into two groups.

The Yellow Dragon Legion was slightly ahead, and the Blue Wolf Legion was diagonally behind.

With these two armies firmly holding the eastern flank, they were sure of the final victory compared to the 80,000 steppe coalition troops in front of them.

However, just now, Gu Dao's words made his heart hang.

The order was only sent to him, and the words made him even more uneasy.

Strict guard, the herald did not say what he wanted him to guard against. But...... His eyes turned in front of him, how could Liu Zhengmin say that he was also a child of the royal family, could he have made any unexpected moves.

The Yellow Dragon Legion has always been the most relied on army of the royal family, and it is also the biggest trump card in the hands of the emperor.

If even they would have rebelled, then the Great Han would have perished long ago.

Prevent? What does that mean exactly......

Just when he was worried, there was a sudden change in front of him.

The carriage of the Huns slowly advanced, and under the escort of 10,000 Hun reserves, it bypassed the alliance of the four tribes and came to the middle of the field.

The curtain of the first carriage slowly opened, and the Huns rudely ripped two men from the carriage.

The two were one old and one young, the old one was over seventy years old, and the younger one was no more than ten years old.

"Ah......h

In the distance, Liu Zhengmin's body sitting on the horse shook, and the blood on his face disappeared in an instant.

The curtains of the second carriage were opened one after another, and several charming women were pulled down by the Huns.

On the tower, Gu Daofu and Cheng Yinghao glanced at each other, and they both saw each other's worries and helplessness.

Wang Honghan's face was as ugly as he waved his hand like the soldiers of the Blue Wolf Legion giving an order to prepare for battle. He could almost already foresee the final outcome.

"Liu Zhengmin, keep your eyes open and see who is here?"

A high voice came from among the Huns, and a figure appeared in front of the queue, and he shouted loudly to the Yellow Dragon Legion.

Liu Zhengmin's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, he closed his lips tightly, but he couldn't say a word.

"Hit ......"

At the sound of an order, several Hun soldiers drew their leather whips and slammed them at the women's bodies.

Suddenly, the sound of wailing was endless, those women were used to enjoying glory and wealth on weekdays, when had they suffered so much, and they cried loudly one by one.

They were good-looking, slim in figure, and every twitch of the Huns' leather whip would bring up a wisp of rags. After a short time, it was already unclothed, and the snow-white delicate body was printed with dark red traces, which was shocking, but it had a special and attractive taste.

"Old man......"

The cry of grief is like a yellow warbler crying blood, touching the heart and lungs.

Liu Zhengmin's face was pale, and his hands firmly tightened the reins of the horse, but from beginning to end, he looked at each other coldly and did not say a word.

Fu Duo smiled coldly, pointed to the old man and the young man who got out of the first car and said, "Since you don't recognize these sluts, it doesn't matter, but you won't forget these two." ”

Liu Zhengmin's lips trembled, and he looked ahead in a daze, unable to speak.

All the generals and soldiers around him looked at each other and did not dare to say a word.

"Humph......"

The cold laughter reached the ears of the young child, and his head, which had been hiding in the old man's arms, was raised high, and he shouted, "Daddy......"

Liu Zhengmin's body trembled, and he was about to fall off the horse, he was in turmoil at this time, and he didn't know what to do anymore.

"Liu Zhengmin, you don't care about those private concubines. Do you want the old father and the young son to be implicated by you? ”

The sound of the fu duo spread far away, and even the ancient road hair on the top of the tower could be heard clearly.

"Crossbowmen ready, facing ...... Yellow Dragon Legion. ”

Quietly, Wang Honghan gave this order that made it difficult for him to decide.

The thousands of crossbowmen of the Blue Wolf Legion quietly adjusted their direction, their palms all carrying a cold sweat.

Because this time, they were not facing the Huns, but their own brothers.

There was no hesitation or pity in his eyes, and after chasing Zhang Zihua in the desert, his thoughts changed slightly.

He became more mature and more ruthless.

Stretching out his big hand, the Hun soldiers who were whipping immediately put away the guys in their hands.

They seem to be whipping hard, but in fact, they are merciful, and the strength of each whip is very good, and when it is pumped on people, it will only become more painful, but it will not hurt the muscles and bones.

Otherwise, how could those delicate women still have the strength to cry after holding on for so long.

"Tell your father to surrender, as long as he surrenders, I will ensure that your family can be reunited together in peace."

Fudo said to the boy ten paces away in front of him.

There was indescribable horror in the beautiful big eyes, he nodded again and again as if he didn't understand, and the young chick's voice sounded high, although it was not loud, but it seemed to point directly to the heart:

"Daddy, he said that as long as you surrender, you can be reunited. Daddy...... Come here......"

When he said the last sentence, he was already a little crying, and he could no longer hide his fear and panic.

"Come here?"

As if inadvertently, Liu Zhengmin muttered these three words in his mouth.

"Commander Liu, not only you, but General Ben assures all those who are willing to surrender. Once submitted, a reward of ten taels is immediately given. All generals and officials will be promoted to their original positions. As long as there is no rebellion, it will be treated equally with my people. If you violate this word, let the heavens and the earth be destroyed for many days, and die under the sword. ”

His voice spread far away, echoing endlessly on the battlefield.

The soldiers of the Yellow Dragon Legion turned their heads to look at their commander one by one, and their eyes were also a little confused. Perhaps, only Liu Zhengmin's choice is their final decision.

"Draw the bow."

The cold voice came from Wang Honghan's mouth, the generals had black faces, they quickly gave orders, and the soldiers secretly opened their bows and arrows, as long as the Yellow Dragon Legion reversed, the arrows in their hands would pour down mercilessly.

On the right, on the left, in the middle army, no one spoke anymore, they were all waiting, waiting for Liu Zhengmin's decision.

Perhaps, his decision is the key to today's battle.

The atmosphere in the air was solid and heavy, and the Hun sword and axe men guarding the old man and the boy did not even dare to take a breath of air.

"Alas......"

With a sigh, the air was suffocating, and the old man behind the boy suddenly stood up tremblingly.

Several Huns beside him immediately shook the bright steel knives in their hands. However, for this old man who was about to die, they did not dare to repay the old fist.

General Fudo is staring over there, and if he punches down and kills this half-dead old man, it would be strange if the general didn't live and plucked their skin.

Perhaps dazzled by the reflection of the bright light of the knife, the old man covered his face with his sleeves, raised his head, narrowed a pair of small eyes, and looked carefully ahead.

As he gets older, his body is not strong, and his eyes are not able to see clearly.

It's just that he still understands the general direction, and when he looks up at this time, what he sees in front of him is the number of the Yellow Dragon Legion.

I saw him take a step forward and hugged his crying little grandson, at such an age, he should have been old and weak, but at this time, he didn't know why he had the strength, even when he walked on weekdays, he abandoned the crutches used as support, and stood straight with his skinny two feet.

"Liu Zhengmin......" The old man shouted with all his might: "I am your father, he is your son, you remember, you are Han ......"

A sense of foreboding suddenly flashed in Fuduo's heart, and he exclaimed, "Catch ......"

However, his voice stopped, for the old man had said this, and he had rushed to the side with the child in his arms.

One of the Hun soldiers guarding there flinched, and the bright steel knife pierced through the old man's chest.

A breeze blows, as if bringing a hint of coolness.

The soldier looked at the two men hanging from the blade in a panic in his eyes.

The old man's corpse slowly slid off the blade, his eyes wide with rage, and his face was terrible.

Bright red blood flowed from his body, quickly staining the flat ground.

"Wow......"

A loud cry came from the old man's arms, and the boy's right hand was bleeding profusely.

Although the old man was bent on death, at that last moment, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he still left his grandson's life.

His tense face slackened a little, and he was about to speak, when suddenly a strange sound came from the air, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

A long arrow, as if from a distant sky, passed through the boy's throat.

The boy's voice was like a cloth cut by the sharpest knife, and it made a strange noise.

After a pause, his body fell heavily, never to get up again, never to make a sound again.

"Ah......h

Containing countless resentments and grief, Liu Zhengmin had to be angry and roared, like a ghost crying and howling, which was sad.

His whole body trembled, but his hands never moved.

There—above the big hands, the string of a great bow was shaking gently.

"Give it to me...... Kill"

Almost squeezing out these three words from between his teeth, Liu Zhengmin's monstrous hatred seemed to have ignited a raging fire on him.

The soldiers of the Yellow Dragon Legion moved, and they made an offensive gesture.

Liu Zhengmin had already expressed his determination to kill his son in front of the battle, and the morale of the Yellow Dragon Legion was extremely high at this moment.