The remaining four generals in the tent were so frightened that they kept kowtowing and smashing the floor with a bang. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The general surnamed Wang who was killed by the commander just now was actually named Wang Bao, and he was a distant cousin of General Wang Xianzhi. It must be known that Wang Xianzhi is a big man in the righteous army who sits side by side with King Huang, and the commander even dares to kill this person's relatives, so who else does he dare not kill?

Zhu Wen looked at the frightened appearance of the four of them, and couldn't help but wonder, "In this siege battle, Wang Bao is the main general. It was enough for Ben Shuai to punish him alone. A few of you go back and prepare for your life, tonight the army will attack Yongzhou City again, and then Ben Shuai will personally go into battle!"

"No!" "No!" "No!" "No!"

As if they had been pardoned, the four of them hurriedly retreated outside the tent, first walking backwards for more than ten steps, and then turning around and trying to escape from the tent.

Zhu Wen looked at the figure of one of them, "Wang Su, you come back!"

One of the generals shuddered, so he had to stop and turn around, "Boss, are you calling me?"

"Hmm. Zhu Wen nodded and waved his hand at the other three, "Let's go!"

Where did the three of them dare to stay, and suddenly they ran away, leaving Wang Su alone in the tent and shivering.

Zhu Wen looked at him from head to toe, "Is it cold?"

"Report to the manager, a little. Wang Su nodded hurriedly.

Zhu Wen grinned, "It's summer. ”

"Humble ...... The humble body is a little weak. Wang Su's legs weakened and he fell to his knees. He knew that nothing good would happen to the manager if he was left alone.

"Oh, don't kneel. I heard that you came to Yongzhou with the Yellow King three years ago, and at that time you were so brave and ruthless, burning, killing and looting, and you could do anything. Zhu Wen grabbed Wang Su's shoulder with his big hand and lifted the person from the ground stiffly.

"Don't dare, don't dare, the humble position is just to serve the Yellow King, don't dare not be undedicated. Wang Su stared at the coach's big hand, as if looking at the tail of the poisonous scorpion, for fear that he would end up like Wang Leopard.

"Oh, did King Huang order you to kill people indiscriminately and insult women?" Zhu Wen stared at him deadly, "I heard that three years ago, you met a peasant family surnamed Li outside Yongzhou City, and just for fun, you buried three men alive for no reason, and then killed the daughter of that family after molesting her, and hung it on a tree with a crooked neck and exposed to the sun for three days!"

Wang Su then understood the reason why the coach left him, he was so frightened that he almost fainted, his pants were quickly soaked, and a puddle of stinky water gathered on the ground, "Boss, spare your life, I won't dare to do it again, I promise, I won't do it again!"

Zhu Wen laughed and walked to the copper furnace with this person. Cigarette smoke curled in the copper furnace, and he grasped the edge of the furnace with one hand, and the fiery true qi poured out from his palm, like a flame, and after a while, the furnace body had been burned red.

He grabbed the back of the person's head with his other hand and pressed it the copper stove, "Aren't you cold, I'll roast you, haha!"

"Ah!" Wang Su cried out in pain.

The whole body of this copper furnace is full of heat waves, where can ordinary people's bodies withstand it. Wang Su's skin and flesh were quickly scorched, and the tent was filled with the smell of human flesh.

Zhu Wen sniffed and frowned, "This taste is very unpleasant, but Qin Zongquan should like it." ”

Qin Zongquan was originally the envoy of the Tang Dynasty, and after the defeat, he voted for the Yellow King, who liked to eat human flesh the most, and was known as "not eating for a day, not thinking about tea and rice".

Wang Su kept screaming, kicking the copper furnace with his legs, still making a final resistance. The copper furnace shook incessantly, and the sizzling sound of burnt flesh continued.

Zhu Wen smiled, "It's almost ripe." ”

After about a cup of tea, Wang Su finally stopped moving, and as soon as Zhu Wen's big hand was released, the person immediately collapsed to the ground, no longer breathing.

Two sergeants who were guarding outside the tent lifted the curtain and glanced at it, and then walked into the tent to drag the body away and feed it to the dogs.

"Wait!" Zhu Wen stretched out his hand to stop.

The two sergeants quickly stopped, staring in horror at the elusive commander.

"Cut off the head, I'll be useful tonight. ”

"No!"

The two dragged the body out of the tent, refusing to stay any longer. Moments later, one of them returned with a lacquered box and presented it to the manager.

Zhu Wen took the lacquer box, opened it and saw that it was Wang Su's head with a distorted face and eyes still open, and said with a smile: "Good job." ”

He raised his head and looked at the sergeant in front of him with a smile, "I heard that you are the only son in the family, and your father and mother are still farming in your hometown?"

"Yes, thanks to the Commander's concern!" replied the sergeant respectfully, his drooping hands shaking.

Zhu Wen had a kind face, took out two ingots of yellow, orange and orange gold from his sleeve, and stuffed them into the hands of the sergeant, "Give this money to your father and mother in your hometown, it is not easy for your parents to pull you, and you must repay your kindness!"

He patted the sergeant on the shoulder and laughed, "Boy, what are you still doing, go!"

The sergeant quickly kowtowed and thanked him, and withdrew from the tent with the gold in his arms, feeling that he was in a big dream all the while.

He bit his arm, his instincts aching, and he was sure that he wasn't dreaming.

It was getting dark, and Zhu Wen personally led an army of 100,000 to the city gate of Anding. The Yongzhou city wall at night is an endless black shadow, dotted with sporadic lights. Only on the tower of Andingmen nearby, the fire is bright.

Zhu Wen smelled the smell of human flesh and said with a smile: "I, junior brother, must be holding a cremation for someone?"

According to the report of Quan Zhongmen's secret agents lurking in the city, the cremated deceased was named Li Guozhu, who was the Mo knife man who killed many soldiers of the rebel army during the day.

He looked back at the large number of people behind him, and ordered: "You all stand back, and Ben Shuai will go up and walk in person!"

"Boss, don't, you are the heart of the army, what if there is a mistake!"

"Hehe!" Zhu Wen sneered, "Which of you doesn't look forward to Ben Shuai's early death so that he can sit in my place as soon as possible?"

The general swallowed nervously, his Adam's apple twitching up and down, not daring to say another word.

"Ben Shuai will go back when he goes!"

Before Zhu Wen's words fell, his feet had already stepped on the stirrups and kicked hard, and he jumped into the air with the lacquer box in his hand. He flipped a few times in the air, and when his figure fell again, he was already under the Yongzhou city wall.

He stepped on the city wall and performed light body kung fu and flew straight up. The defenders of the city did not shoot arrows at him, as if they had been ordered in advance. He wasn't surprised and continued to climb.

In a moment, he had turned over and jumped onto the Yongzhou City Tower, and saw a pile of burning firewood not far away, and a burly headless body was lying in the flames, and the head that was broken in half rested beside the body.