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Bai Xiao held the hand of the wine jug and paused abruptly.

He tilted his head to see footsteps approaching.

Immediately, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was silent.

The other soldiers in the tent did not speak, and for a while, there was silence.

Then someone opened the tent and walked in.

"General. ”

"General. ”

Several soldiers all gave salutes.

Chen Zhiyun waved his hand slightly and said, "This is Mr. Wen." ”

Several soldiers saluted.

And Bai Xiao looked at that Mr. Wen, his pupils shrank, and immediately fell on Ye Du's body.

Ye Du's gaze also followed Bai Xiao.

The eyes of the two met at this time.

Suddenly, everything seemed to freeze.

Two people who once had to share life and death met here.

Chen Zhiyun didn't seem to realize it, but said lightly: "Bai Xiao, haven't you seen Mr. Wen yet?"

Bai Xiao stepped forward, gave a salute, and said, "I've seen Mr. Wen." ”

Mr. Wen smiled and said, "Okay." ”

As he spoke, he turned slightly sideways, led out Ye Du, and said: "This is the old man's guard commander, named Ye Du, he has known you since childhood, and he has been quite worried about you over the years." ”

Bai Xiao was stunned for a moment, then showed a strange smile and said, "Brother Ye, long time no see." ”

Ye Du took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Long time no see." ”

The murderous machine boiling in his heart was forcibly suppressed at this moment.

The atmosphere in the tent was strange and urgent.

Mr. Wen suddenly smiled, looked at the table of wine and food, and said, "General Chen, what kind of crime has this Bai Dutong committed......? How can it be a reward in the eyes of the old man?"

Chen Zhiyun said calmly: "Bai Xiao led the troops out to play without asking for instructions, which is a big crime in my white-clothed army. ”

Mr. Wen replied lightly and said, "It is not surprising that young people are unruly. ”

His tone was flat, as if he didn't know anything.

Only Ye Du, his face changed and changed, and he finally fell silent.

Bai Xiao groaned with a smile on his face, but just looked at Ye Du and did not speak.

Everyone else was a little surprised, only that there seemed to be something strange in it, but they couldn't detect the so-called strangeness.

......

In the blessed world.

On top of the ancient mirror, all the scenes are revealed.

Qing Yuan showed a little smile on his face and said: "Although they are all mortals who have not cultivated, and they have no ability to move mountains and reclaim the sea, the intrigue in them also makes people feel thrilling. ”

Regarding Bai Xiao's crimes, Chen Zhiyun and Mr. Wen both know it.

But what can be put on the bright side is only one charge of leading troops out without authorization.

As for the interception and killing of the elite of the two hundred Liang States, for Chen Zhiyun, it cannot be passed on. Similarly, for Mr. Wen, these 200 elites acted in secret, and if they were not on the surface, they naturally couldn't be picked out.

Therefore, the crime of intercepting and killing the elite of the 200 Liang Kingdom, both parties knew it, but they both pretended not to know.

As for Bai Xiaoyan and the great crime of rebellion, Chen Zhiyun didn't say a word about it.

When it comes to rebellion, it is a big taboo, don't say that he is talking to Bai Xiao, even if he is just listening, it is a capital crime!

Bai Xiao's words were destined to only be known to the three people in the camp at that time, and once it was spread, whether it was Bai Xiao, Chen Zhiyun, or the old man who practiced medicine, it would not be easy.

Even if Chen Zhiyun has no intention of rebelling, as long as this aspect is involved and spread to the royal family, it is a big taboo.

......

"Leading troops out without permission?"

Mr. Wen muttered: "Placed in the midst of the three armies, how much responsibility is this?"

Chen Zhiyun didn't speak, just looked at one of the soldiers.

The soldier stepped forward, arched his hands slightly, and immediately replied: "Mr. Hui, on the battlefield, without asking for instructions, leading the troops out, the crime should be beheaded to show the public, with the correct military law." In normal times, the responsibility for this crime is placed among the three armies, and the rod should be punished with a hundred, but our white-clothed army has always had strict rules, so the rod is punished with one hundred and eighty. ”

"One hundred and eighty rods?"

Mr. Wen was surprised: "This is a bit heavy. ”

The soldier said in a low voice: "The white-clothed army has the heaviest military discipline, so the punishment should be much heavier...... Otherwise, how can there be an order to prohibit it?"

Mr. Wen nodded suddenly, then looked at Chen Zhiyun and said, "No wonder the white-clothed army is the most feared elite, it's just that this table of wine and food is ...... Alas......"

He sighed and said, "Isn't it a decapitated meal?"

The white-clothed soldiers were silent and speechless.

Chen Zhiyun said lightly: "It can be regarded as such." ”

The torture rod in the army weighs dozens of catties, and when the execution is carried out, the sergeant fights hard, even if it is above the buttocks, it is not a vital point, but it is enough to teach people to open the flesh.

And ordinary people will be unbearable if they take a few rods, and if they take dozens of rods, their lives will be in danger.

Even if they are elite in the army, their physique is stronger than ordinary people, but they are actually in danger of their lives if they are beaten with hundreds of rods.

As for one hundred and eighty rods, it is almost equivalent to killing with a rod.

Even a character with high martial arts attainments, a strong physique, and condensed internal strength will be unbearable.

"One hundred and eighty rods, almost killing a man. ”

Mr. Wen shook his head slightly and said regretfully: "A table of meals is not excessive." ”

Bai Xiao just smiled and didn't say much.

And Ye Du's eyes when he looked at Bai Xiao were also a little complicated, maybe it was joy, maybe it was resentment, maybe it was regret......

This young man who intercepted and killed him is going to die after all?

This young man with extraordinary martial arts and secretly cultivating the Tao is unfathomable, but now he is also going to die?

It is both relieved and a little depressed.

Ye Du's expression was complicated and he was silent.

"Not a hundred and eighty rods. ”

At this moment, I heard Chen Zhiyun say again: "Bai Xiao, as a small capital commander, has 500 soldiers under his command, and he fails to lead by example, he still violates the precepts, but he knows his mistakes and makes mistakes, and he should be beaten ......."

After a pause, I saw a ray of unbearability flashing in Chen Zhiyun's eyes, but after all, he turned cold, and said in a deep voice: "Three hundred rods!"

When the words fell, everyone's faces changed.

Ordinary people can suffer dozens of rods, and they are almost going to die.

Even if he is a master who has cultivated his internal strength, he can't stand two hundred rods.

After all, the torture rod in this army is too heavy, and the executioner can't keep his hand, and if the cane is hit, if it is above the chest and abdomen, it can directly kill people.

Although the buttocks are not the key point, but with three hundred rods, even if Bai Xiao's internal strength is great, he can't bear it.

I'm afraid that after the cane, not only the flesh and bones on his buttocks will be completely broken, but even his internal organs and intestines will be damaged, and there is even a possibility of breaking out of his abdomen.

Three hundred rods down, unless it is the physique of a person like a martial arts master, it is certain to die.

"Three hundred torture rods come down, life and death depend on fate. ”

Chen Zhiyun looked at Bai Xiao and said, "If you die, you will be buried in the name of the dead." If you don't die, you will be removed from the post of commander of the small capital, demoted to the rank of captain, and no longer ask for guilt. ”

In the tent, the crowd was secretly speechless.

How can you not die if you come down with three hundred rods?

This is the equivalent of a rod kill!