Shang Jun is going to be beheaded soon!?

Yang Fenglou listened, turned around and left. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's the point!?"

Yang Fuguang looked at Yang Fenglou's back and said anxiously:

"Whether this matter is right or wrong, there is only a position!

Don't say that you are still in the body of a crime, even if you have contributed to the Tang Dynasty, after the imperial court has ordered the punishment, no one can violate it!

No matter how chivalrous Shang Jun is, he is also rebellious!

It is a fact that he followed Wang Xianzhi to fight for the tiger!

Do you know how much blood of the Tang Dynasty soldiers and civilians he has on his hands?

The surrender of Wang Xianzhi is still for the sake of the people of the world, and it does not mean that they are innocent!

It is grace, not deserved, to be forgiven by grace, not by grace!

Yang Fenglou, if you insist on going your own way, no one will be able to protect you!"

Yang Fenglou stopped suddenly, his shoulders trembled slightly, especially when he heard the sentence "acting for the tiger is the truth", his body trembled suddenly, and then thought about "whether this matter is right or wrong, there is only a position", Yang Fenglou was like a deflated ball, and his momentum fell back and forth, until in the end, there was a sense of decadence spreading.

"So...... Yang, so I went to give him a ride......"

After finishing speaking, Yang Fenglou lifted his spirits and strode away.

Yang Fuguang looked at his back, only sighed faintly, looked lonely, and was speechless for a long time.

Two days later, under the Dog's Ridge, Yang Fenglou came with wind and dust.

There is still more than a mile away from Dog Ridge, and you can hear the hustle and bustle there, there are screams, there are shouts and scolding, and from time to time there is the sound of wild laughter, but what makes his heart shake the most is the sound of steel knives approaching the body.

Yang Fenglou launched eight steps to catch the cicadas with all his might, but in a moment, he rushed to the door of the temporary camp.

"Stop, who's coming, what's the matter!" the guards stood up early, twisting their guns.

"The middle marquis of the Right Dragon Martial Army, Yang Fenglou, come to watch the execution!"

Yang Fenglou replied in his mouth, and he didn't stop at his feet, and went straight to the camp.

"Where is the warrant!? No one is allowed to enter the camp without a warrant from the Imperial History!"

The guards asked again.

Yang Fenglou no longer answered, and drove straight in.

"Someone hijacked the camp!"

The soldiers of the camp did their duty dutifully, and after a shout, they stabbed with their spears.

Yang Fenglou flashed and knocked down the soldiers guarding the camp.

At this time, there was chaos in the camp, and countless soldiers flocked to it, raising swords and guns at the same time, facing Yang Fenglou, glaring angrily.

"Who is so bold!? actually trespassed into my Qiu camp, tired of living!?"

Before the people arrived, the sound arrived first, and a figure, a few ups and downs, had already rushed from the dog's ridge to the gate of the camp.

After many Tang troops saw it clearly, they shouted "General Qiu, General Qiu ......", and for a while, their morale was greatly boosted.

The person who came looked majestic, in the shouts of many soldiers, he was also quite proud, and when he landed and stood firm, he took a closer look at Yang Fenglou, who had already walked to the gate of the camp, and was stumbling under his feet, almost falling, looking from afar, as if he was running fast, but when he reached the end, he was a little unstable, and the image of the master that had just been established collapsed.

This General Qiu didn't have time to think about his own image, and secretly complained in his heart.

So this is the master!?

He is Qiu Dequan, and he naturally knows Yang Fenglou.

Qiu Dequan was originally a soldier and horse envoy of the southeast to suppress thieves, and he was appointed to recruit the generals of Song Wei, cooperated with the old turtle, besieged Gouji Ridge, and after many days of strong attack, he finally broke through the defense line of Wang Xianzhi's rebels, killed Song Jinggang, and arrested Shang Junchang, and other rebels, either dead or wounded, and got Song Wei's general order, and cooperated with the supervision of the imperial Shi Piri to rest and behead Shang Junchang.

If you really count it, this time to send troops and release horses, it is a real credit in hand, and it is the time to be heroic.

However, Qiu Dequan has always been proud, for no other reason, when he just surrounded Gouzhiling, Yang Fenglou broke out in front of him, and listening to Yang Fenglou's words before breaking through, the reason why Shang Junchang was able to besiege Shangjunchang on Dogspine Ridge this time was that Song Wei did an unsightly deed, and Yang Fenglou's words that day had been like a stinger, piercing his heart fiercely, making it difficult for him to be happy.

Especially after hearing that the old turtle left Gouji Ridge, he destroyed Yang Fenglou's action team through a sneak attack, which made him feel like he was aiding and abusing.

When he heard about the scenes that happened in Luoyang City, Qiu Dequan's heart was covered with a layer of black fog, and he always felt a little afraid to face Yang Fenglou.

As a result, fear of what comes.

Yang Fenglou broke into the camp alone!

He hit me right in the face.

Yang Fenglou naturally recognized Qiu Dequan.

"It's you again!"

"You dare to stop me!?"

"You can stop me!?"

Yang Fenglou asked three questions sharply, and at the same time took three steps forward in a row, and his momentum continued to rise, rushing straight to the apex of the explosion.

Qiu Dequan was already guilty, and when he saw Yang Fenglou's appearance of choosing someone to devour, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, took a step back, and opened his mouth with a fist.

"Qiu doesn't dare!"

Then he waved his hand and dispersed the Tang soldiers who were waiting around him.

However, he was still blocking Yang Fenglou's way forward, and he spoke with a look of embarrassment.

"I don't know what Yang Changshi wants to do here? Qiu's responsibilities have to be asked. ”

"Watch the execution!"

As early as when Yang Fenglou took three steps in a row, he had already entered the gate of the temporary camp, and when he saw that Qiu Dequan had also dispersed the surrounding soldiers, he couldn't help but soften his tone slightly, but he still spoke coldly.

When Qiu Dequan heard this, he wanted to say something, but when he saw Yang Fenglou's expression, he finally endured it, smiled bitterly, turned sideways slightly, and made a "please" gesture.

Yang Fenglou didn't say anything more, and strode forward.

When he came to the bottom of the Dog's Ridge, there was already a river of blood, and countless rebels had fallen in a pool of blood, and their bodies had already been cut in two.

Yang Fenglou saw Shang Junchang at a glance, he was tied to a temporary wooden platform, staring blankly at the pool of blood under the wooden platform, his hair was scattered, he bowed his head and was silent, far away, he couldn't see the expression on his face at all.

Behind him, a big man, dressed in red, with a ghost-headed knife in his hand, was shining brightly in the sun.

When Yang Fenglou arrived, the big man had already raised the ghost-headed knife and was about to be executed.

"Keep people under the knife!"

Yang Fenglou shouted loudly and flew over.

The executioner was stunned when he heard this, and then he saw Yang Fenglou flying over, and his body trembled obviously.

This big man, judging from the outfit and equipment, looks like a professional executioner, this kind of person, naturally there is no one in the military camp, it must be requisitioned from the surrounding counties.

Obviously, he knew Yang Fenglou.

As soon as he saw that it was Yang Fenglou, the executioner took a step back directly, not daring to stand with his chest folded and standing with his stomach folded, and suddenly became nodding and bowing, and even the blade of the ghost-headed big knife was turned to him by him.

Yang Fenglou couldn't take care of him, and ran quickly towards Shang Junchang. (To be continued.) )