Chong Jiaqing carried Mo Lingfeng all the way to the stable, and wanted Mo Lingfeng to confess his sins and be beaten in front of his beloved horse, Yin Nan followed, but he couldn't rashly savior - Mo Lingfeng said first, he was beaten in the army, and he couldn't do it at will.

The soldiers set up the torture bench, and Chong Jiaqing grabbed Mo Lingfeng to the torture bench: "Yellow-haired girl! Extremely daring! Dare to attack my horse and say, "What are you doing to get my horse out for half a day?" If you don't say it, you'll be covered in bloom today! ”

Mo Lingfeng listened to Chong Jiaqing's question, and immediately struggled, twisted into a living dragon under his hands, and never spit out the word "breeding".

She is not afraid that Chong Jiaqing will use military law against her, but Chong Jiaqing is old, and today is the Dragon Boat Festival, so she can't make Chong Jiaqing angry to death.

In addition to Chongjiaqing, there is no other way to place her people in the army.

Seeing that her mouth was tightly closed, Chong Jiaqing became more and more suspicious that she had not done a good job, turned her head and looked on the ground for a while, found a bamboo grate, grabbed it upside down, and pumped it on Mo Lingfeng's ass with a "snap".

Mo Lingfeng immediately let out an "ah" in pain, his head and feet tilted up at the same time, tumbling and fluttering: "Spare your life!" The general spares his life! ”

Chong Jiaqing immediately asked, "Say, what are you doing with my horse?" ”

"Didn't do anything," Mo Lingfeng cried, "and didn't do anything." ”

"Lie!" Chong Jiaqing instructed the soldiers around him, "Go and get the military staff!" ”

Mo Lingfeng had never seen a military staff, and when her own soldiers brought the military staff, she turned her head to look at it, and her eyes immediately turned black.

The staff was black and thick, as tall as Yin Nan, and if it hit her body, it could kill her with half a stick.

She shuddered, and without waiting for the cane to be celebrated, she hugged the torture bench and howled: "The general spares his life, he can't fight, I'm still young, I'll die if I fight!" ”

Chong Jiaqing stared at her thin back and said, "This is Gaoping Village, not your Kuanzhou Jiedu Envoy's Mansion!" If you steal a war horse and refuse to answer, I will give you ten strokes of the rod today to set an example! ”

When Mo Lingfeng heard ten blows, half of his life was scared, and his fake crying became real crying: "Don't fight, don't fight, I said, I didn't do anything else, I just took it to breed!" ”

"Match-" The breeder raised his head and swallowed his head in celebration, took three steps back, and the soldiers hurriedly stepped forward to help, smiling very hard, and the humiliated black horse also took the opportunity to neigh, stirring the stable to the sky.

"Hit!" Chong Jiaqing had never seen such a naughty, angry leader Sen Ran, glaring twice, "Hold it down for me, hit me with twenty sticks!" I'll fight it myself! ”

The two pro-soldiers immediately went over and pressed Mo Lingfeng's hands and feet, Mo Lingfeng's face was pressed against the stool, his whole body was tense, his heart was bitter, his mind was spinning, trying to get out of this beating, but he opened his mouth and called "brother".

It's okay when she doesn't scream, but as soon as she screams, her eyes suddenly burst into tears - she is too far away from Mo Qianlan, Mo Qianlan has a thousand hands, and she can't save her, Zhao Shiheng is not there, Wu Jin is not here, Cheng Ting is not there, and the people who love her are not by her side.

They all loved her, so once she thought of her, she was full of sorrow and couldn't help crying, "Brother save me. Brother rescued Ah Yu and Ah Yu was going to be killed! ”

Chong Jiaqing held the cane high, and when he heard her suddenly cry out her nickname, the anger in her heart dissipated a lot, and then she looked at her slender body, and the narrow was not as wide as the torture bench, and she cried "brother", this beating would not be able to go on no matter what.

He threw down his staff in annoyance and asked his soldiers to let her go: "This beating will be sent to you first, and if you dare to make a mistake, you will be punished together." ”

Mo Lingfeng hurriedly got up and said with relish: "I know that I am wrong, and I dare not make a mistake again." ”

Seeing that there were still two huge tears on her face, Chong Jiaqing couldn't help laughing, but he refused to give her a good face: "Roll me to Sanchuan Village tomorrow!" ”

"Yes, my subordinates will take their leave." Mo Lingfeng glanced at the military staff, pulled Yin Nan, and ran away.

Although she was not tortured, she was still hit twice on the buttocks, and she was awkward and painful when she walked.

Yin Nan supported her: "Girl, does it hurt?" ”

"It hurts," Mo Lingfeng nodded, "The old man has a lot of strength, and if he moves the big stick, he will beat me to death." ”

Yin Nan was used to seeing her beaten, and she didn't feel very distressed, but she just carried her back, showed her buttocks, and saw that it was not broken, so she left her alone and packed up her things to go to Sanchuan Village tomorrow.

The next day, Chong Jiaqing came to Sanchuan Village with fifty wind-stirring knives and five battalion headquarters to replace the disgraced Right Route Army.

The weather was hot and dry, the wind and sand were strong, and the rain was gone, and the archers stood on the head of the fort, dizzy from the sun, and the iron armor was hot, and every time at noon, the archers felt that they had become a piece of meat on the iron plate, and they were bubbling with oil.

They were so exposed to the sun that Jin Yu's Iron Floating Slaughter was even more overwhelmed, and they couldn't haunt at this time.

Unwilling to let go of this rare calm, Chong Jiaqing quietly ordered the five capitals of the military camp to be manned, each with enough water for half a month, ten wind-stirring knives, a dry compass, a set of lead and a roll of sheepskin, and began to move towards the barren sand.

He also thought that Mo Lingfeng was strong in battle, and he was only willing to work hard under her, for fear that Mo Lingfeng would be bold and reckless, so he specially asked Feng Fan to follow.

The five were separated, and Mo Lingfeng was in the middle, slowly driving forward.

In the scorching summer, there was no shade in the sand, Mo Lingfeng took a green bamboo cool hat, his hair and sideburns were soaked, and a dung beetle crawled weakly, and even the four-legged snake was gone.

The wind was also hot, the stones were flowing gold, and a thin layer of yellow sand rolled between the clumps of dead grass, and there was silence everywhere.

"There's a tree ahead," nomadic Qing ran back, sweating profusely, "Hu Tong." ”

Feng Fan's mouth was dry, and he couldn't speak, so he could only wave his hand and let people follow the footsteps of the nomadic herd Qing to trim under the twigs of the hutong tree.

After relieving this breath, Feng Fan said: "You are blocking the wind in front, Mo Dutou, magnetic needle." ”

Everyone immediately formed an impermeable circle, Mo Lingfeng took out the dry compass, set the shelf, put down the wooden plate, hung the magnetic needle on the wooden frame with silk, and waited until it was quiet and windless, and the magnetic needle did not move at all, then went to see the north and south directions.

After reading it, she took out the lead tree, spread out the leather paper, calibrated the bearing, connected a stroke on the previous mark, drew a hutong tree, and wrote: "Another hour, about ten miles, see the hutong tree in the southeast." ”

Five capitals, spend a few days, draw the path, after going back, the five drawings together, you can get a relatively complete map of the barren sand, there will be no big changes in two or three years.

With this map, it is much easier to pursue the Jinyu.

After painting, Mo Lingfeng put away the things, took the water bladder and drank two sips, Yin Nan handed her a piece of cake, the cake is now dry and can't move, it is very bad, Mo Lingfeng put the cake on his lap, hammered it twice, hammered it into several pieces, and then put it in his mouth.

Everyone grinded their teeth and ate bread, and their hatred for Jin Yu was a little more.

(End of chapter)