The execution process was simple and boring, but the voice was a bit miserable. At least Wang Hao thought so, but the people next to him didn't look at it much. At this moment, everyone in the tent looked at Wang Hao's eyes and changed. The eyes of the people on the Hungry Wolf Army were a little complicated, with a hint of fear in the complexity, while the eyes of the four Tatars kneeling on the ground were full of endless fear.

The fourth one was already pierced into the palm of the hanging Tatar man's hand. Now the Tatar man's voice was hoarse and he could only hum twice. The soldier who was executing the execution was sweating all over his face, but thinking about Wang Hao's eyes just now, he could only silently hold the sharpened short stick tightly and wait for Wang Hao's next command.

Drops of blood flowed from the wound of the hanging Tatar to the ground, "Drip...Drip...Drip..." The whole tent was quiet and terrible, and this sound reached everyone's ears. Xiong Bing, who was sitting in the seat, still didn't speak. He was waiting, waiting for Wang Hao to give him an explanation to summon the full war.

Wang Hao kept observing the four Tatars kneeling below with the corners of his eyes. The Tatars he had noticed before seemed to be more scared than the other three. His shoulders were shaking slightly. Wang Hao guessed that it was almost done, so he spoke, "Stop." Hearing Wang Hao's words, the executioner finally breathed a sigh of relief. With his hands relaxed, he dropped all the remaining short sticks on his toes on the ground.

The voice of "dong...dong...dong..." was particularly harsh. The soldier looked at Wang Hao with a little fear, and then quickly picked up the short stick that fell to the ground. Wang Hao stood up and came to the four Tatars, pointed to the Tatars he was focusing on just now, and said, "He stayed, take the rest."

Hearing Wang Hao's words, the soldiers took the other three Tatars down. The Tatar who was pointed at by Wang Hao didn't know why Wang Hao left him alone, and his shoulders trembled even more violently. Wang Hao turned around and sat down again, and said lightly: "Tell the truth."

Hearing Wang Hao's words, the Tatar man left behind showed a look of struggle on his face, and then secretly glanced at the Tatar man who was hanging up, then quickly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head. His little move naturally did not hide from Wang Hao's eyes.

"I'm giving you a chance. If you don't tell the truth, your fate will be the same as him!" Wang Hao pointed at the Tatar who was hung up and scolded him sternly. Wang Hao suddenly came here and scared the Tatar to the ground. Finally, the Tatar finally spoke intermittently, "I said...I said..."

Hearing this sentence, Xiong Bing's eyes burst out with brilliance. But Wang Hao was not surprised at all and continued to say lightly: "Don't say it quickly." After making the decision, the Tatar was not as struggling as before. He saw him slowly telling the words he had not said before. As he described it, Xiong Bing's face became increasingly ugly.

"That's it..." The Tatar said at last, then looked at Wang Hao with hope. There was no strangeness on his face, and he said lightly: "Come on, beat him down and take him alone." Only after the Tatar was taken out did Wang Hao's face change.

Wang Hao turned around and looked at Xiong Bing. Xiong Bing was also a little angry now, feeling a little congested, so he spoke, "Sir, let's go out for a walk." Wang Hao glanced at the hanging Tatar man and nodded in agreement. After leaving the tent, Xiong Bing spoke with a straight face and said, "Let's retreat."

Hearing Xiong Bing's words, the people below knew that the two big guys had to discuss things, so they stepped back and warned them fifty steps away. The cool breeze before dawn blew out a lot of the burning flames in Xiong Bing's heart. Xiong Bing, who was calming down, first asked: "Sir, do you think the words of that person just now are credible?"

Hearing Xiong Bing's question, Wang Hao thought carefully about the scene just now, and then said, "I guess I'm not leaving the world." Hearing Wang Hao's answer, Xiong Bing's face looked even more ugly. Wang Hao wanted to know Xiong Bing's thoughts and comforted him: "You don't have to do this, it's because the Tatars are too cunning. In what they said, nine parts are true and false, so it is naturally difficult to tell."

Wang Hao's words had no effect. Xiong Bing was still a little angry and said with a dark face: "If the gentleman hadn't been alert, he would have been fooled by them now. The consequences would be unimaginable." Wang Hao shook his head and said: "It's really a blessing this time. When they were about to be taken out, I just asked casually, but found that they were stunned for a moment. This is worth pondering."

Xiong Bing asked in surprise: "Didn't you notice the clue from the beginning?" Wang Hao smiled and shook his head, pointed to the sky, and said, "I'm not it, how could I know everything." Hearing Wang Hao's answer, Xiong Bing felt the feeling of escaping from the edge of the cliff, and his heartbeat could inevitably speed up a little.

Wang Hao smiled and said, "Sir, don't you have to do this. We have already known the matter now?" Xiong Bing nodded and asked, "What should we do now?" Wang Hao said, "We can't take this responsibility for such a big thing to the general." Hearing Wang Hao's words, Xiong Bing grabbed Wang Hao's arm and said, "Let's go, sir, let's meet the general now."

Wang Hao pulled Xiong Bing's hand away with his hand, and Xiong Bing looked at Wang Hao in confusion. Wang Hao said, "Sir, the general is resting now." Xiong Bing was already confused at this time and could not care so much. He said casually: "Sir, when is it now? I believe that the general will not blame us. Besides, if the general blames me, I will take it all my strength."

Wang Hao shook his head, and Xiong Bing was a little anxious now. Wang Hao looked at the direction where Yuwen Feng was resting and said, "General is too tired." The words that Wang Hao suddenly popped up made Xiong Bing inexplicable. After so long, no one in the Hungry Wolf Army was tired.

Wang Hao withdrew his gaze and continued to speak to Xiong Bing: "General is more tired than you, me, and any of us. The general is the leader of the army, and he is now alone. Although the general is strong in his daily life, I still see that the general has reached a bottleneck now..." Wang Hao's words calmed down Xiong Bing.

"Although the general is not exhausted, he is not far from that. Sir, you should know that the general took the pressure and risk he took when he went north alone. He was responsible for the Hungry Wolf Army and each of you. All this was on him, but don't forget that he was still a young man under twenty." Wang Hao's words rang in Xiong Bing's ears.

Wang Hao sighed and said, "Tonight, the Hungry Wolf Army will win. The general must sleep very sweetly now. The fatigue and worries of the past few days will erupt tonight. It is better not to disturb the general now." After hearing Wang Hao's words, Xiong Bing's face was a little dim. He knew all these things, but he subconsciously ignored them on weekdays.

Starting from Yuwen Villa, Xiong Bing followed Yuwen Feng and had seen too many miracles. In Xiong Bing's simple world, Yuwen Feng is a god. But now when he heard Wang Hao's words, Xiong Bing was indifferently alert. Yuwen Feng was not a god, but just a mortal. After a long time, Xiong Bing said worriedly: "Sir, it doesn't matter to general?"

Wang Hao said with a smile: "Sir, don't worry. When the general wakes up, he will be the former general of the Polu." Hearing Wang Hao's words, Xiong Bing's face was a little puzzled. Wang Hao clearly said the situation that Yu Wen Feng was so serious, why did he say it so lightly in the blink of an eye?
Chapter completed!