That person is Cui Ang!

Zheng Yong roared from his throat.

I wanted to pounce on him, but at this time he was firmly tied to the chair, and the only things that could move were his eyes and mouth.

The curtain of the big tent was rolled up, allowing Cui Ang to clearly see the rows of pillars erected outside the big tent. Hundreds of pillars were densely packed, and there was a rope hanging from the pillars, with a noose at the end.

At this moment, it is being put on the heads of everyone, male or female, old or young.

These people are all members of the Cui clan.

At this moment, they were all caught in one fell swoop, with almost no fish slipping through the net.

Twelve years ago, in order to cover up his military command errors, Cui Ang falsely accused Qin Kuan, the then general of the border army, of colluding with the Liao people and conspiring to commit treason.

The generals of the border army beheaded all of them, and then even more so, they arrested all their family members and executed them all with one knife for the crime of being imprisoned.

Back then, Yelumin saw the heads of his father and several others in Daming Mansion, and sneaked into the city, but unfortunately he saw dozens of members of his family being beheaded.

Today, he reciprocated tooth for tooth and blood for blood. He wanted Cui Ang to watch his family die one by one in front of him.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Yelumin took a sip of the wine contentedly, poked Cui Ang in front of him with his toe, and said with a smile: "Xiangong Cui, they say thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, this is only twelve years.

It’s a reincarnation. How are you feeling now?”

Cui Ang was squirming on the ground, mumbling something he didn't know what to say.

"Xianggong Cui, tell me which ones will die first. Come on, let me tell you. We have time, so we can take our time. Maybe in the end I will relent and don't want to kill?" Yelumin sneered.

: "After all, my family has much fewer people than your Cui family. One life is worth one life. You will still have some left in the end, right?"

Seeing that Cui Ang remained silent, Yelumin waved his hand casually. Following a shout from outside, several soldiers in the crowd kicked over the benches at the feet of the Cui family members who had ropes around their necks.

The hanging people struggled desperately in the air, but unfortunately, the harder they struggled, the faster they died.

After a few moments, several people were floating in the air in straight lines.

There was a lot of crying and shouting outside.

The cries of some of the children were the most heartbreaking.

"Yelumin, if you want to kill them all, you can kill them all with one knife. What does this mean?" Zheng Yong on the side shouted angrily.

Yelumin laughed wildly, "Zheng Yong, were you in Daming Mansion at that time? You should not be here, I am. I saw them cutting down our family members in rows. There were not enough executioners. Ten people were brought up in a row to chop them down."

Yes, those who are not dead in the back are all watching! The youngest in my Qin family is only five years old. How old is the youngest in your Zheng family?"

"He is a beast, are you a beast too?" Zheng Yong sprayed a mouthful of thick phlegm at Yelumin, who was too excited.

He didn't even dodge, and the thick phlegm fell directly on his face.

Sun Pu next to Zheng Yong was furious and punched Zheng Yong's face until it swelled up on the spot. Before he could strike, Yelumin grabbed Sun Pu's fist and leaned in front of Zheng Yong's face.

He said with a ferocious face: "Because as a human, you can't deal with a beast like him! Zheng Yong, if you feel that you can't bear it, I will give you a knife now, and you go and kill them all, how about it?"

Listening to the heartbreaking cries of children coming from outside, Zheng Yong closed his eyes.

He can raise his sword and gun at the enemy without hesitation, but he knows that he can never attack an unarmed person.

"Look, Zheng Yong, so things like avenging our dead family members can only be done by people like me. As for you, just look at it!" Yelumin sneered: "If it weren't for me, you would probably not be able to do it now.

In a dark place outside Prince Zhao's palace, I watched this man shouting and cheering, showing off his power, but helpless."

"Of course I want to kill him, but I want to kill you even more!" Zheng Yong said angrily: "You are more evil than him now."

Yelumin laughed, straightened up, and crossed his fingers.

Outside, several more benches were kicked away, and some cries stopped abruptly.

"No, no, no, I mean, I say!" Cui Ang, who was paralyzed on the ground, howled loudly: "Don't kill Cui Yu, leave him alive, leave him alive!"

"Okay!" Yelumin waved his hand, and a child whose face was so suffocated that his tongue had spit out was lifted up by a soldier, opened his mouth, and sucked in the fresh air.

"Ms. Cui, which ones do you think will die first?"

Cui Ang trembled and opened his eyes wide, looking back and forth at the rows of people tied to the pillars, and finally said a few names.

As Cui Ang spoke, the benches under the feet of those whose names were called were kicked over one by one.

"Look, Mr. Cui, how merciful I am. At least I left a whole corpse for your people." Yelumin grabbed the wine jar, drank a few sips, reached out and picked up Cui Ang and walked out, "

Come, come, their life or death is up to you!"

Zheng Yong in the room shook his head and sighed.

Yelumin had no intention of letting anyone go, he just wanted those people to be hated by Cui Ang until they died.

The massacre continued into the night, and no one in the Cui clan could survive.

Seeing Cui Ang, who was already dead, Zheng Yong frowned and said, "Why do you still keep him?"

"Kill slowly!" Yelumin slowly stripped Cui Ang's body piece by piece and tied the well-maintained white and tender body to the pillars of the tent.

Seeing Yelumin bring another fishing net, Zheng Yong's expression also changed a little.

"Qin Min, do you want to delay him?"

Yelumin chuckled, covered Cui Ang's body with a fishnet, and tightened it hard, and Cui Ang's muscles protruded from the mesh of the fishnet piece by piece.

"Zheng Yong, why do you pity him?" Yelumin looked at Zheng Yong with a strange face: "Yu Zi, he is the enemy of both of us. Except for you and me, the rest of our family will die because of him.

In the hands of Zhao Zhe, you don’t want to cut him to death with a thousand swords? Yu Gong, he can be regarded as Zhao Song’s sinner, right? Without him, the Hebei frontier army can collapse? Without him, Jing Wang Zhao Zhe, the Western Army Xiao will definitely rebel? Without him,

Can we cross the Yellow River so quickly and surround Tokyo in one fell swoop? Without him, how could so many people in Tokyo respond to us, allowing us to break through it without much effort? So, Yu Gong, you should hate him to the core."

"You should hate him more than me!"

Seeing Yelumin casually cutting off a piece of Cui Ang's flesh with a bone scraper, Cui Ang's eyes bulged and he screamed.

"I hate him to death, but I have no intention of torturing him to death. Yelumin, you really don't deserve the surname Qin! After you die, how can you have the face to see Mr. Qin?"

"All the people named Qin have died. I buried them in the ancestral graves." Yelumin casually cut off another piece of meat, then stuck out his tongue and licked the bloody knife, and said, "So, my surname is Yelu, and I will also be named Yelu from now on." I will not enter the ancestral graves of the Qin family, and of course I will not go to see General Qin Kuan. When I die, I will definitely follow the example of Xia Jie. Although that old man is a bastard, in the end, he will be a hundred times stronger than Cui Ang. "

Before Xia Jie died, he destroyed himself.

"Yelumin, please kill me. Do it quickly and torture me like you tortured this man." At this time, Zheng Yong was indeed a little chilled.

"Why should I kill you?" Yelumin laughed. "Don't worry, I won't kill you. Zheng Yong, why do you hate me so much?"

"I am a citizen of the Song Dynasty, how can I surrender to the barbarians?" Zheng Yong said angrily.

Yelumin was cutting the meat and said calmly: "When the Liao Dynasty unifies the world, what will happen if there is no distinction between Han and Yi?"

"Bah, dreaming!"

"Not necessarily! In my opinion, Daliao has great hope of winning now. Zheng Yong, I will take you to Zhongjing to see. The leader of the barbarian country you mentioned is actually a real Han. Where is the woman?" Yelumin leaned down and whispered in Zheng Yong's ear: "Her real name is Xiao Ai. She has an eldest brother named Xiao Ding and a second brother named Xiao Cheng. But now, everyone calls her Xiao. Chuo, call her Empress Dowager Chengtian."

Zheng Yong's eyes almost fell out of his head.

"I can't convince you, so I'll take you to Zhongjing and let the Empress Dowager Chengtian talk to you! Tell me what it means when Di Yi enters China, then China does it!"

In the big tent, screams could be heard continuously. Outside the big tent, even the generals of the Shushan Army were breaking out in cold sweat at this moment, let alone Qu Zhen and a group of others who came from Tokyo to pay homage to Yelu. The sensitive man became an official in the State of Zhao.

Some civil servants have already been fighting with each other, and some people can even smell the smell of feces and urine.

But at this time, no one came to laugh at them.

From the massacre that started in the afternoon, to Cui Ang's screams in the tent, and looking at the several army doctors on standby outside the tent, who can not be afraid?

Those who kill will eventually be killed.

Karma is indeed unpleasant.

Yelumin didn't say anything, so no one dared to leave.

Everyone could only stand outside the tent tremblingly, waiting in fear for the end of this matter.

Yelumin killed Cui Ang all night long.

Everyone outside also suffered a long night.

At dawn, there was finally no sound in the room. Several doctors, who were supporting each other as they swayed out of the tent, shook their heads at everyone, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally died.

"Come in, everyone!" Yelumin's tired voice came from inside the room.

A group of people walked into the big tent with their heads lowered. When they looked up, some timid civil servants had already fallen to the ground.

On the central pillar of the big tent, a skeleton is clearly visible.

Is this the once powerful Prime Minister of Zhao and Song Dynasty, and the once famous King Cui Ang of Zhao Kingdom?

A pile of minced meat at your feet, a skeleton on the pillar,

Some people covered their mouths violently.

Even those generals who killed people like hemp, at this moment, the ground was as earthy as color.

Yelumin wiped his hands with a handkerchief and watched Qu Zhen look at Zheng Yong who was tied up with some curiosity. He smiled and said, "This guy came to assassinate me the day before and I caught him."

"Why don't you leave such a heinous assassin to the general to handle it for you?" Qu Zhen said flatteringly.

"No, no, no, he is my old friend, Zheng Yong, the eldest son of Zheng Yu, the commander of the Ansu Army. Do you remember Zheng Yu?"
To be continued...