The twenty or so soldiers who fled back below were all silent, as if they had a cleaver hanging over their heads, and they might fall at any time.

Although he knew in his heart that it was impossible to behead them, but he was also oppressed by the momentum, and he didn't dare to raise his head, let alone open his mouth, the death penalty could be avoided, and the living crime would definitely not escape.

"Are you convicted?" said the castle lord, albeit with great momentum.

Needless to say, he is also surnamed Fang, otherwise it would be troublesome, his name is Fang Qihou, and his name can be regarded as a mighty and domineering one, and he dares to proclaim himself a marquis, and he doesn't know how many catties and taels there are.

He is not very good in the world, but in this prayer alone, he is also a well-known number one person, and acquaintances laugh at him and call him a Hou Ye.

"If you are guilty of a small crime, please punish the city lord. They can only bite the bullet and say, whether they say it or not, it is the case anyway, and punishment must be necessary.

This is the gap, that Fang Yi was born as a human being, although he can't compare to the descendants of those princes and generals, but he was also born in a wealthy family, wearing brocade clothes, eating jade food, and was worshiped as a thousand military captains at a young age, it cannot be denied that he has some skills, but in the final analysis, he still has a good father.

As for these people, it may be difficult for them to reach this height in their lifetime, even if they also have the ability to command thousands of armies, but they have no chance at all, and there is no one to let them dominate.

It is that sentence, Maxima often has, but Bole is not often, not that there is no Bole, but that there is no need for horses, and the horses in his family are not finished, who is still in the mood to look for horses elsewhere, so no one knows about Maxima.

The model of the world has been solidified, it is difficult for inferior people to have the opportunity to climb up, food and clothing are still difficult to satisfy, where will there be a mood to have the world in mind, people are poor and short-minded, that's it.

"Ten lashes for each man, and fifty rods. Fang Qihou's cold voice echoed, without a trace of emotion.

"Your Excellency, your Excellency, your grace. Hearing this, the more than 20 people below immediately changed their faces, knelt on the ground and said in a snarky voice, scared into snot and tears.

This is not a joke, let's talk about whipping first, I don't dare to say anything else when the whip goes down, the skin is open, the flesh is open, it's easy to say, ten whips down, it's almost incomplete, and you won't be able to get out of bed in a few months.

This is still light, the cane is even more terrifying, if you really don't release water, it won't take a few days for the butt to bloom, thirty strokes may end up with lifelong disability, as for fifty, the light will be bed for half a year, the disabled will be for life, and the heavy will directly take a small life.

Therefore, this punishment is almost no different from killing them, and there will definitely be no way to stay in this mountain city after that, and there is no place to even beg for food, and it is directly the pillars of the family that collapse suddenly, maybe it is a wife who is separated.

I knew this earlier, it was better to fight to the death with Wan Er in Qingmangshan at that time, even if I died, at least I could get a sympathy, it would not be like this, it was better to be alive, and it was not a great achievement to rescue the young city lord.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you pull me down quickly. Fang Qihou was not moved by their pleas for mercy.

The soldiers next to him immediately received the order to pull them down, although it was kowtowing like pounding garlic, but it didn't play a role, only the miserable voice echoed in the lobby, echoing, and the snot and tears that flowed were the only traces, who made them small people.

Although the people next to them have some sadness for the death of rabbits and foxes, no one stood up to plead, all of them were afraid of getting into trouble, they were like ants running around in the world, they died when they died, no one cared at all, sad and pitiful.

"Wait. Just when they were almost in despair, a voice suddenly came, and they didn't think that anyone really spoke.

Now in the lobby, the picture is framed, framed into a painting, and if you look closely, you can see the various states of life and the hot and cold world.

First of all, there are more than 20 people who are going to be tortured, which can be said to be their life-saving straw, and all of them have bright eyes, a kind of Jedi and a lively look.

But they never thought about who the person who opened their mouths and whether they would be in danger, this is human nature, the first thing to consider must be themselves, and then they may think of others, not necessarily, I can't really think of it.

Looking at it again, most of the ministers of the mountain city next to them are gloating, they can almost think of the fate of the person who opened the mouth, if it weren't for the lofty status, I'm afraid they would definitely be implicated.

Who doesn't know what kind of temper this is, although he doesn't say a word, but if he starts to be ruthless, he is as heart-warmed as iron, I don't know who doesn't have a little vision to see, and dares to touch his moldy head at this time, it's not looking for death.

Besides, Fang Qihou had anger on his face, but he was about to turn into doubt and surprise, between the three, this feeling can only be understood and indescribable.

This picture cannot be traced even by the most skilled painters, and the charm in it can only be seen visually.

Time passes, this is not destined to be a picture, after the voice was finished, everyone followed the sound and looked at it, only then did it become clear, it turned out to be this person, this person really didn't have anything to say from his mouth, this person, there is only one person in the mountain city, that is the young city lord, Fang Yi.

Although he is ruthless to others, he treats his son very dotingly, and he has always been obedient, today, if he intercedes, these people will really be fine.

"Yi'er, are you back?" Seeing that figure, Fang Qihou hurriedly ran down, hugged him and said, now he is not the city lord who sentenced people to life and death, but the old father who is worried about his son.

"Is there anything wrong with those bandits, right?" he said, quickly taking a look at him.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but you are not angry at first glance, the current Fang Yi is still with a blue nose and swollen face, like a beggar, and he still vaguely remembers that when his son left, he was a white-robed and jade-faced man.

"These thieves are looking for death, my son and I are reluctant to fight, they are beaten like this, let's attack this one too viciously, my poor son. As he spoke, he almost trembled with grief, and he was really afraid that he would not be able to get on in one breath.

He was really embarrassed to say that although Fang Yi's injuries looked quite scary, they were all skin injuries, and they didn't hurt the inside at all, and they would heal after a few days of rest.

But this is not the case with those who have escaped, who are often involved in taking people's lives, and you may have thought that they are also sons of man and fathers.

"Dad, don't be like this, so many people are watching. Fang Yi felt a little awkward, he was twenty years old, and he treated him like a child, how could he bear it.