Chapter 245: Warlord (11)

When the night fell in Jianye City, the people in Jianye City fell asleep with panic, and when the army entered the city during the day, they had already seen it, and the people of Yangzhou, who rarely experienced the war, even had some horrors about the war, but everyone was worried about the news that the rebellious Jianye City had changed hands, except for those well-informed upper-class people, ordinary people were still kept in the valley.

The gates of the sturdy and heavy Jianye City squeaked open, and Zhu Mingyu's troops were divided into two, and 50,000 people surrounded the 30,000 troops that Yan Baihu had left in the camp under the leadership of Sun Xiu, a general sent by the Sun family, and a captain of the naval army. And the 80,000 soldiers and horses in the city were also besieged in the Zi'a military camp, Liu Fan did not choose to do it, but buried heavy antlers and a large number of archers outside the military camp to prevent these soldiers from rushing to the camp.

Everything in Jianye City is going on quietly, and in the backyard of Jianye City, the generals brought by Yan Baihu have been tied to the cross one by one, waiting to accept Guo Jia's blackmail. In the dilapidated firewood room, there were all kinds of torture instruments that Guo Jia had asked people to find, Li Kui stood behind Guo Jia viciously, and several other executioners guarded Guo Jia's side. The red-hot soldering iron, the iron pillar was still emitting faint smoke, Guo Jia looked coldly at Yan Baihu and his generals who were already trembling with fright in front of him.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? I am the general of Yangzhou, and I have 400,000 soldiers and horses under my command! Let go of me!" Yan Baihu, who was awakened by a basin of water, looked at Guo Jia tremblingly, Guo Jia picked up a piece of soldering iron and blew it on his mouth, and put it on a piece of fresh pork next to him without care. Guo Jia's face was hideous, but it scared Yan Baihu a lot. After all, Yan Baihu has been in a high position for many years. Forcibly calm yourself down and give yourself courage loudly. "Yan Baihu, the eldest son of the Yan family of the four major families in Yangzhou, the general of Yangzhou's town guard, married the niece of the great eunuch Zhang Rang, Chinese New Year's Eve this year, Hun Heaven Realm cultivation, waste one. Guo Jia picked up another soldering iron and slowly walked in front of Yan Baihu, the red soldering iron scared Yan Baihu's only trace of courage into disappearing without a trace: "Your mother is the eldest daughter of the Wang family, and you yourself are greedy for money and lustful." This time, there were 400,000 taels of silver from all over the country. There are also five beauties, one of whom is twins. By the way, Brother White Tiger, I still haven't said anything. ”

Liu Fan, who was sitting there and drowsy, was still secretly happy in his heart when he heard Guo Jia's previous words, but Guo Jia's zuihou words directly scared him out of the chair. Liu Fan took a deep look. Holding a red soldering iron in his hand, Guo Jia, who had a hideous face, despised Guo Jia very fiercely, you are holding a soldering iron and calling yourself a brother, this shijie is estimated to be the only one you can make!

"No, no. Yan Baihu shook his head desperately, Guo Jia's soldering iron was only one centimeter away from his Gao Long's abdomen, and only Guo Jia's hand was shaking. The reddish soldering iron was on his stomach, and he couldn't help but be afraid.

Guo Jia smiled, looked at the generals next to him again, and immediately frightened these generals who climbed up by nepotism, Guo Jia took the soldering iron in his hand and turned around in front of these generals one by one, and cold sweat flowed from the foreheads of these people: "I don't want to tell you your identity one by one." Come on, take them aside and interrogate them slowly, and I'll read the transcript later, and if any one of them doesn't tell the truth, I'll keep this soldering iron for him. ”

"Yes!" more than a dozen soldiers walked up, pulled up the general who was already dead-faced and walked out, and soon only Yan Baihu, who was still trembling, was left in the firewood room. ...,