They were very experienced and only stood beside the prisoner, so that when they punched the opponent's abdomen, the vomit and blood spurted from the prisoner's mouth would not splash on them.
The prisoner was beaten until he howled and screamed, and his face was greeted several more times. His cheeks suddenly swelled to half a height, and his eyes were squeezed until there was only a slit left.
But he gritted his teeth and refused to confess.
Shan Youjun asked someone to bring a bucket of clean water, and then got a cloth and soaked it in the bucket. Then he grabbed the back of the prisoner's chair and turned it upside down, placing him on his head and feet, and then covered his face with the wet towel.
Wet wipes were already suffocating, so Shan Youjun took a ladle of water and poured it slowly over his mouth and nose.
The man whined and struggled like a fish on a chopping board.
In fact, he is in more pain than a fish out of water.
He Lingchuan knew that this was "water torture". It looked bloodless and had no wounds, but in fact the tortured person had to experience the dual enjoyment of suffocation and drowning, and his physical and psychological limits would be trampled repeatedly.
As long as the torturer controls the rhythm, fast and slow, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, neither fast nor slow, the prisoner's pain will be multiplied.
He Xiao watched for more than ten seconds, then there was a noise outside, as if a large group of people were coming.
What happened?
He strode out of the tent and saw that a team had indeed entered the military camp from the front door. There were more than six hundred people, including cavalry, foot soldiers, more than a hundred carriages, and even soldiers whose clothes and appearance were obvious.
husband.
But they were dejected. Many of them had blood on their clothes and wounds on their bodies. They looked weak and tired. When they entered the camp, they fell down and could hardly move.
He Lingchuan's heart sank.
This team separated from them two days ago and took the route from Bailu Town to Songhuayuan. There were nearly a thousand people, more than He Chunhua's team. After the battle in Xinhuang, He Chunhua also sent people to Bailu Town to investigate.
It was safe, but this team came first.
He still looked like he had eaten the standard meal of a defeated battle.
The soldiers in the military camp put down their affairs and looked at them silently.
The leading general Wu Shaoyi dismounted and saw He Lingchuan with a look of shame on his face: "Young Master, we were ambushed in Bailu Town! I only brought back these few carriages."
He staggered a little when he dismounted, but He Lingchuan helped him. He saw that his face was pale, his shoulder was injured, and his entire sleeve was wet with blood.
At this time, there was a faint light in the east, and He Lingchuan exhaled a cool breath in the early spring of Northland:
"Xinhuang was also attacked."
The news brought by Wu Shaoyi was truly the worst tonight.
Baili Qing, Gui Yuan, and Dong Rui escaped, the Xinhuang military camp was in a mess, and He Chunhua's men lost their troops... None of these news was as shocking as the last one.
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Wu Shaoyi rushed to see He Chunhua. Although the latter looked serious, he first asked a military doctor to treat his injuries.
The conversation between the two takes place during treatment.
The defensive strength of Bailu Town was more sufficient than that of Xinhuang. Wu Shaoyi and another grain-enforcing general Zhou Hongyue also focused their defense on Jutang Pass, which they would pass through in a day. After entering Bailu Town, they ordered them to rest in place.
Both of them were cautious and did not go wandering around the town. Instead, they lived in a private house requisitioned by the team. As a result, Wu Shaoyi drank too much water and went out to the toilet temporarily. Before she could shake herself off, she was knocked to the ground by the air wave of the explosion.
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Chapter completed!