"A ruthless person is against a ruthless person? This is to use poison to fight poison.: 3w. Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!" Chen Xuanli understood what Zhang said, and his eyes lit up, and he agreed with this idea.

Isn’t Yousuf a ruthless person? Yang Sixu is also a ruthless person. It’s very exciting to meet two ruthless people.

"How do they compare to ruthlessness?" Xue Zhi and the others also understood what Zhang said and were looking forward to it.

"After the order." A hint of coldness flashed in Yang Sixu's eyes, and he said coldly: "Best ruthless? I haven't lost to anyone yet."

He raised his head and his neck was like a cockfighting, and said, "I finally met a cruel person. I am looking forward to what terrible tricks you, Yousuf."

"General Yang, what do you want to do?" Chen Xuanli looked expectant.

His words were exactly what the generals thought, and they all stared at Yang Sixu with wide eyes.

Even Zhang Shuo stared at Yang Sixu with anticipation on his face.

Bi Zhijian, Zhang said that he would not lose to anyone, but he was cruel. He was willing to give up the disadvantage and was definitely not Yang Sixu's opponent.

Yang Sixu did not answer everyone's questions, but waved his right hand and said, "Come on! Take me the big food dog we captured. Take me all!"

"If Yousuf wants to kill, we will kill the big food dog and give him a reply. This is called killing and stopping killing, which is also a method." Zhang Zhiming said clearly and nodded.

"That's right." Chen Xuanli, Xue Zhi and others agreed with this statement.

"Kill? It's too cheap for them." Yang Sixu shook his head, smiled coldly, and said, "I want them to live worse than death. I can't live, and I can't die."

"Well, torture them first and scare them out of their courage. It's just torture them." Chen Xuanli nodded.

"Torture? That's too cheap for them." Yang Sixu shook his head again and said disdainfully.

"Torture is cheap?" Zhang Shi's eyes suddenly widened. He asked, "Yang Sixu, how do you deal with them?"

These words were exactly what the generals thought. Everyone looked at Yang Sixu with wide eyes, hoping to pick out the answer from his mouth.

Torture means that people cannot survive or die. If it is cheap, what is it that is not cheap?

"You can wait and see." Yang Sixu did not plan to be a good person and did not answer the questions for the generals.

The generals really wanted to pick out the answer from his mouth, but he had no intention of saying it, so he had to give up.

Thousands of soldiers from the Arab Empire were taken to the city. Yang Sixu ordered people to take them to the city. He rode a horse and came to the city, raised his head and chest, shouted at Yousuf on the top of the city: "Yousuf, listen: My name is Yang Sixu, I must know me. I slaughtered the city in Tianzhu. Anyone who is more than three feet tall will be killed. More than 200,000 will be killed at one time. I will burn Talas, burn your 100,000 army, and the people in the city, which will add up to hundreds of thousands. I am a cruel man!"

"Ruch?" Yusufu's lips cracked and he sneered.

Yousuf is a cruel man, famous for his fierceness and cruelty, bloodthirsty nature, and is notorious. Who is not afraid of it?

Yang Sixu actually regarded himself as a cruel person in front of him. He really didn't take it seriously and thought it was ridiculous.

"This Yang Sixu." Zhang said that they were speechless.

If someone else says he is a ruthless person, he will be very dissatisfied and get angry. But Yang Sixu actually regards himself as a ruthless person, and is proud of it. It is really unbelievable.

"I want to tell you that if you dare to kill them, I will return them ten times." Yang Sixu pointed at the Arab Empire prisoners with his right hand and said, "Did you see them? If you kill one, I will torture ten of them to death!"

"Torment? Ridiculous!" Yusuf sneered and shouted loudly at the Arab prisoners under the city: "You are loyal servants of Allah, are you afraid of death?"

"Not afraid!" When the captives of the Arab Empire who had originally lowered their heads, they all raised their heads and chests and shouted loudly: "For Allah, we can die!"

"Are you afraid of torture?" Yusuf asked again.

"Not afraid!"

"For Allah, we will not frown even if we cut into pieces!"

These Arab prisoners yelled in unison.

Everyone's eyes were full of passion, and they looked proud and proud, and willing to die.

They are religious fanatics, and they don't take it seriously for Allah to die.

"Yang Sixu, did you see it?" Yusufudeyang raised his chin and sneered at Yang Sixu: "Your ridiculous torture is useless to the loyal servant of Allah. You are optimistic, I'm going to kill you."

He waved his right hand heavily, shouted, "Kill!"

The soldiers of the Arab Empire raised their swords and fell, and their heads rolled down, killing a hundred people in one go.

"Yang Sixu, have you seen it clearly?" Yousufu grinned and shouted at Yang Sixu: "Aren't you a cruel person? I want to see, what kind of cruel method do you want?"

"I also want to see how Yang Sixu is ruthless." Zhang said he was quite looking forward to it.

"This Yousuf is the master who eats people and does not spit out bones. General Yang is more cruel than him and can't get it." The generals were very sorry and thought that Yang Sixu was not as good as Yousuf.

Although Yang Sixu was also a ruthless person, he had only emerged for a while and was far less famous than Yousuf, who was famous for his ferocity. Of course, the generals did not like him.

"Not necessarily." Chen Xuanli was confident in Yang Sixu.

"Get a thousand wooden sticks." Just as the generals were surprised, Yang Sixu ordered loudly.

Tang Jun was busy with work and brought a thousand wooden sticks.

"It's sharpened." Yang Sixu ordered again.

The Tang army soldiers hurriedly used horizontal knives to sharpen the sharpness, which looked very scary.

Yang Sixu took one, weighed it in his hand, and rushed to Yousuf on the top of the city, saying, "Yousuf, I will let you see what cruelty is. Your method of only killing people is ridiculous. Don't play in front of me if you can do something that children can do."

"Yang Sixu, I will do it too. You have to ask for blessings, don't fall into my hands, otherwise I will use all the torture and treat you well." A ruthlessness flashed across Yousufu's face.

Yang Sixu did not have any more quarrels, but came to a prisoner.

The captain raised his head and chest, like a cockfighting, and sneered: "Chinese. Do you have any torture? Just use it. If I frown, I will not deserve to be a loyal servant of Allah."

For these brainwashed religious fanatics, they are not afraid of death or torture.

"Come on! Come on!" The prisoner straightened his chest.

He meant that Yang Sixu would insert a pointed wooden stick into his chest.

"A ridiculous idea." Yang Sixu sneered and came behind the prisoner. The pointed tip of the wooden stick touched the captive's chrysanthemum, cold and faint, as if from the Jiuyou Underworld, and said, "I will stab the wooden stick in from you and put it out of your mouth. What's the idea?"

"I don't...what?" The captain reacted before he finished his tough words, screaming in dismay, his face changed drastically, and his face was full of horror.

If Yang Sixu inserted a wooden stick into his chest, he would not be afraid. He would die in a short while. Death would not be a big deal for these religious fanatics, it would be a return to the arms of Allah.

However, Yang Sixu inserted a wooden stick into his chrysanthemum and then came out of his mouth. This was a way to survive and die. Its cruelty was far better than any torture, and he had to be afraid.

"Aren't you afraid? What are you afraid of?" Yang Sixu smiled and said calmly.

The prisoner looked at Yang Sixu's gentle smile, as if he saw the devil's smile, and felt the sky was spinning, and his eyes were dark and he was almost fainting.

"Yusufu, open your dog's eyes and see clearly." Yang Sixu raised his head and chest out, shouting at Yousufu on the top of the city.

With a kick from his right leg, the prisoner fell to the ground. Yang Sixu stretched out his left hand and turned the prisoner over, making him lie on the ground with his right foot on the prisoner's fat butt, holding the wooden stick tightly in his hands, and stabbed the prisoner's chrysanthemum hard.

"Ah!" A heart-wrenching scream sounded. The captain couldn't help but struggle and twist, it was useless. Who said that Yang Sixu's muscles and bones were as strong as iron, and his strength was infinite?

The blue veins on Yang Sixu's arm thrust, and the wooden stick suddenly pierced into the captive's body, no less than a foot.

The prisoner's eyes turned pale, his breathing was breathing heavily, his face turned blue, and he was trembling in pain, and he couldn't even speak.

"Come out." Yang Sixu shouted softly, and with force on his hands, the pointed tip of the wooden stick came out of the captain's mouth.

The prisoner was trembling all over, his chin stopped moving, and he wanted to shout, but because the wooden stick could not be closed in his mouth and could not be screamed, he could only tremble.

Seeing the miserable appearance of this prisoner, the prisoners changed their faces, their faces were pale, without a trace of blood, as if they had been buried in the soil.

They were not afraid of death just now, and they were completely desperate to die. They were afraid of death.

If they were beheaded and tortured, they were not afraid. However, when they encountered the cruel method of Yang Sixu, a ruthless person, those who were not afraid of death would also be afraid.

This is called evil people suffering from evil people!

Not only were these prisoners afraid, but even the Tang army's face changed drastically. Everyone looked frightened. Looking at Yang Sixu as if he saw a demon who was eating people, his scalp and his hair exploded and he couldn't help but retreat. Looking at them like that, they wished they could be far away from Yang Sixu.

"This..." The generals saw it and were speechless.

They were on the battlefield, used to life and death, and no longer cared about life and death. However, the scene in front of them was far beyond their expectations, and they couldn't help but feel shocked.

"This is too cruel." Zhang said, Chen Xuanli, Xue Zhi and the others were also shocked.

They really don't care about these prisoners of the Arab Empire. They don't care whether these prisoners die or live. However, such a way of dying is too terrifying.

Yang Sixu had a smile on his face and his eyes widened. He looked at the captive who couldn't help but struggle, as if he was appreciating the artist's masterpiece, nodded, and said very satisfied, "It's okay."

Then, Yang Sixu carried the wooden stick on his shoulder, came to the city, stood on the ground, raised his throat, and shouted at the top of the city: "Yousufu, do you think my idea is cruel?"
Chapter completed!