"Going out into the army, marching in front and behind, talking loudly, and not obeying the forbidden instructions, this is called a disorderly army, and the offenders will be killed."

Murong Tengge, the decisive general of the Yan army, said to Zhou Fugui and Dian Meng with a livid face.

"Yes, yes, Murong is the leader. His subordinates asked for orders to kill these unruly people, especially Zhou Fugui. Their heads were hung on the camp gate to show military discipline and as a warning to the entire army." Flag leader Albu Gu finally caught him and spoke.

opportunity, he looked at Zhou Fugui and said fiercely.

Murong Tenge gave Albu Gu a cold look and ignored him.

As the head of a flag and the commander-in-chief of a flag, when there was chaos in the flag, instead of being able to stop it in time, it actually caused him to panic. It can be said to be extremely incompetent. He has the nerve to shout about enforcing military law? Murong Tengge thought to himself.

"General, Zhou just had some misunderstandings and quarrels with Jizhou Dianmeng. What is a rebel army? The so-called heroes come from all over the world, and they don't know each other without fighting!" Zhou Fugui looked at Dianmeng and raised his eyebrows and said:

"Really? Brother Dian..."

Is it necessary to be beheaded after a fight in the army? Isn't this military law too strict? Zhou Fugui was shocked when he heard that he would not be beheaded in public. If this was true, wouldn't it mean that he would die before he left the army?

What Zhou Fugui didn't know was that the Yan army won more than the Xia army fought with the Xia army. The important reason was Yan's strict and almost cruel military law.

It seemed that the old turtle was in conflict with him, or that he hated himself because of the reward from the court. Zhou Fugui then glanced at Albu Gu and thought to himself, could it be that just because of this, he wanted his own life? Look.

You need to be careful about this old turtle from now on.

"Well, whatever you say is what it is." Military law was about to be enforced, but Dianmeng was still worried about his new pants and replied in a muffled voice.

"Squibbling, Han slaves can quibble!" Albugu heard this and shouted loudly: "The minister is so unruly..."

"Shut up!" Murong Tenge did not wait for Albu Gu to finish his words, interrupted him and yelled: "What are you talking about? They are already my army of the Great Yan, how can we talk about the people?"

At the beginning of the founding of the country, Yan respected the Hu and the Han, and the distinction between Hu and Han was clear. However, as Yan conquered more and more Han people's territory, it gradually became a little awakened. It needed to appease the Han people under its rule, otherwise the Han people would be inferior to the Hu people.

Dozens of times more, if the national policy of respecting Hu Beihan is implemented, it will inevitably arouse fierce resistance from the Han people, and Yan will simply not be able to gain a foothold in the Central Plains. At least it can no longer respect Hu Beihan openly.

If you want people to fight and die, and trample them under your feet, anyone else would feel resentful, even hate them to the bone.

However, some Xianbei people, such as Arbu Gu, and even the noble men in the court, still follow the old ideas and practices, and there are many people in the Yan Kingdom who have a clear understanding of it, such as Murong Tengge and others.

"Nian, you and others have just joined the army and do not know the military law. Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped." Murong Tengge pondered for a moment and then ordered: "Everyone who comes here will be whipped a hundred times."

"Albu Gu flag general, use an ordinary whip." Murong Tenge then became a little worried. After looking at Zhou Fugui, he reminded Albu Gu.

If a whip with an iron barb was used, it would take less than a hundred lashes, but only a dozen lashes, to kill Zhou Fugui and others.

"Flag soldier Zhou Fugui, Dian Meng, please take off your clothes." The military judge of the Yan army who enforced military law said coldly to Zhou Fugui, Dian Meng, holding a whip.

Zhou Fugui had no choice but to take off his clothes, revealing a body of strong white flesh, while Dian Meng was dressed in black flesh.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

In a moment, Zhou Fugui and Dian Meng were tied to the execution stake. The military judge picked up the whip and struck Zhou Fugui and Dian Meng with a whip. On Zhou Fugui's strong white flesh, a streak appeared instantly.

The bloodstains were crisscrossed, which was shocking.

Zhou Fugui was so painful that he almost fainted, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Every time the Xianbei people were whipped, a trace of hatred was engraved in Zhou Fugui's heart until the hatred reached the sky.

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"You... Mr. Zhou, why don't you shout? Just shout, you will feel better if you shout." Xiao Qing applied the herbal medicine on Zhou Fugui's body. Although Zhou Fugui was sweating in pain and his face was pale, he still

She clenched her teeth and remained silent, but Xiaoqing's tears fell down her cheeks.

Zhou Fugui was beaten a hundred times and was seriously injured. However, the Yan army moved south. Zhou Fugui still had to follow the army and could not stay to recuperate. Fortunately, Murong Tengge gave Zhou Fugui a donkey cart.

Only those who are rich can barely move forward.

At this time, the army arrived near Yecheng, and Zhou Fugui found a folk house to rest for a while.

Due to years of war, the land was barren, and the people were displaced. Therefore, this so-called residential house was actually left behind by the people who lived here after they fled south. It is in ruins and has leaks everywhere.

Yecheng is an important town in the north. During times of peace, with a large population and prosperous commerce, the prices of homes in Yecheng have been sky-high. It can be said that every inch of land is valuable. But when the war breaks out, this residential house is worthless, and it is even worse than a house.

Cooking cakes.

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"Shout? What are you shouting for? Does it hurt?" After applying medicine on his body, he felt a slight chill. Zhou Fugui's pain subsided slightly, but his lust increased. He lay on the bed and looked at the timid little child.

Qing smiled and said: "First, Zhou is not a young man, but a farmer in the countryside. You can just call me by my name. Second, have you ever heard of the principle that a seven-foot man bleeds but does not shed tears?"

Zhou is not talented and is only in pain, so what is there to fear?"

Xiao Qing's appearance is not the kind of beauty that is as beautiful as a fairy or one that will captivate a country. Instead, she is a little plain, but dignified and beautiful. That is to say, she is not stunning when you see her, but she is very attractive.

She is dignified and beautiful, with fair skin, like a hibiscus emerging from the water, gentle and timid, like a small family jasper. At the same time, she behaves elegantly. When she is quiet, she is like a delicate flower shining on the water, and when she moves, she is like a weak willow supporting the wind.

Her life experience must be extraordinary. Could it be that she is a noble lady? Zhou Fugui secretly guessed in his heart.

Zhou Fugui was whipped and beaten to death. How could he have time to appreciate Xiao Qing's appearance and figure along the way? Besides, Xiao Qing was wrapped in thick clothes and mixed with the army, which made her look bloated.

Although Shi Xiaoqing was still wearing men's clothing, it was two separate pieces of clothing, which highlighted her graceful figure.

Xiaoqing was a woman and was mixed up in the army. Only Zhou Fugui and a few of his close fellow villagers knew about it. Green-haired turtle Albu Gu and others did not notice it.

As long as you disguise yourself well, you can hide your identity. In ancient times, when Hua Mulan went to join the army in place of her father, it took a long time for anyone to notice her.

"Bleeding or tears?" Xiao Qing chuckled when he heard this. He knelt down in the house and gently fanned the fire with a cattail leaf fan. While fanning it, he said, "The little girl is not a seven-foot man. See you.

I’m scared to death of blood.”

"You still shed tears at every turn..." Zhou Fugui laughed when he heard this and said, "Xiaoqing... what happened? Why do you say you are homeless?"

"Slave..." Xiaoqing is a smart person. He knows that he cannot follow Zhou Fugui without knowing anything, so he can only tell the truth. So he lowered his head and said sadly: "Xiaoqing is a forbidden person..."

"Palace...Daughter? Oh, my God, you...you...you...are actually a palace maid? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhou Fugui was shocked when he heard this, and his face turned pale with fright.

Before Xiaoqing could finish speaking, she stuttered and asked again and again.

If Xiaoqing was of ordinary status, or even the daughter of a wealthy family, and eloped here, Zhou Fugui would not be afraid, but this palace maid.

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A palace maid is missing in the palace, how can we not investigate strictly? The palace eunuchs, royal guards, etc. will definitely track her down, and I am afraid that even the King of Heaven will not be able to save Zhou Fugui.

For today's plan, only the thirty-sixth strategy is the best, but Zhou Fugui's move will definitely involve his family.

Zhou Fugui kept thinking and thinking, with a sad look on his face.

"Yes, Xiao Qing is a forbidden person..." Seeing Zhou Fugui's surprised look, Xiao Qing was confused and said in a low voice: "It used to be the case, but it is no longer the case. After the destruction of Luoyang City

, the Queen Mother, Your Majesty, the Queen and others were kidnapped by the barbarians to the North, and Xiao Qing was also kidnapped here. Xiao Qing was less than twelve years old at the time..."

"Oh..." Zhou Fugui suddenly understood after hearing this, and felt a lot relieved. Since she was not a maid of Yan Palace, Zhou Fugui was not afraid anymore, so he exhaled and said after a long breath: "It turns out...Song Dynasty...

Is it the Song Dynasty court? Well, no, I have to have a convulsion from time to time, Xiaoqing, please continue."

The Song Dynasty was similar to the Xia Dynasty. After the fall of the country, Huizong and his son, who were both fatuous and unlucky, were kidnapped to the north by the Jin people. However, the capital of the Song Dynasty was in Kaifeng, while the capital of the Xia Dynasty was in Luoyang. They were in the east and west.

Wind, horse and cow are irrelevant.

"Pfft..." Xiao Qing was originally extremely sad, but was amused by Zhou Fugui. After laughing, he hurriedly raised his sleeves to cover his mouth. After a moment of pause, he continued: "Hu people are vicious, Xiao Qing is extremely afraid.

At that time, I just wanted to die, but luckily there was Dad Huang..."

Although the Xia Dynasty was not the Song Dynasty, its experiences were similar to those of the Song Dynasty. The city of Luoyang was destroyed.

The misery is unspeakable, and the king of the country is worse than a beggar. The fate of the daughters in the harem is even more miserable. They are humiliated, raped, etc., which is not a big deal, and some of them are even eaten by barbarians.

Fortunately, the young man was young at the time and did not attract the attention of the Xianbei people. At the same time, a palace servant named Huang tried his best to protect Xiaoqing, and Xiaoqing just escaped.

"Poor, what a pity you have such a bad fate!" After Xiao Qing finished speaking, Zhou Fugui couldn't help but sigh and then asked: "Xiao Qing... why do you show up at Chunfeng Tower to perform?"

"Dad is seriously ill and needs to be treated by a doctor. Xiaoqing has no relatives in Youzhou, so he can only sell himself to a restaurant to perform in order to earn some money and treat daddy." Xiaoqing cried.

"Poor, really pitiful!" Zhou Fugui sighed again.


Chapter completed!