Less than half an hour later, Dalong officers and soldiers were guarding groups of prisoners and headed towards the camp in the south.
Generals such as Spismult, Torizamuka, Slav, and Ledev were also escorted to Zhou Baoyu and others by soldiers holding crossbows.
Zhou Baoyu handed the command flag in his hand to the soldiers on the side, limped up to Spiesmult and the others, and looked up and down at their appearance.
Looking at the two Slavs who were more than a head taller than him, the corners of Zhou Baoyu's mouth twitched slightly.
Although I have fought against Tsarist Russia's soldiers and horses more than once, I am still a little surprised by the physique of Tsarist Russia's soldiers and horses.
Retracting his gaze to fall on Spiesmult, Zhou Baoyu nodded with a smile but not a smile: "It would be better if you look more pleasing to the eye. Can you speak Chinese?"
"Yes, yes!"
"That's good. Tell me, where are the things buried?"
Spiesmult was stunned for a moment, and his eyes evaded a few times.
"What does the general mean by this? I... Xiaohan doesn't understand very well?"
Zhou Baoyu shook his head helplessly: "Damn, you're so pretentious.
Come here, drag him down and kill him!"
"Slow! Slow! What does the general mean by this?
You agreed before that you would surrender without killing, so why did you kill Xiaohan?"
"This general has gone back on his word! Isn't that okay?"
"ah?"
"I'm asking you one last time, general, where are the things buried?
You know what this general is talking about, everyone is understanding, please be happy!
Otherwise, killing or wounding one or two enemy generals on the battlefield would be nothing at all."
"General, Xiaohan is really serious. I don't understand what you are talking about..."
"Come here, drag him down and behead him!"
"Got the order!"
Several soldiers did not hesitate to pick up the astonished Spiesmult and walked towards the snowy field aside.
Zhou Baoyu just watched calmly, with no intention of stopping the soldiers.
"Spare your life! Xiaohan said, Xiaohan said!"
"Bring it back."
"yes!"
Zhou Baoyu sneered a few times and looked at Spicemult who was trembling involuntarily: "Say it! This is your last chance!"
"Xiaohan...Xiaohan will tell you where the treasure is buried only if he meets His Majesty the Emperor of Dalong. Otherwise, even if you kill Xiaohan, Xiaohan will not say a word."
Zhou Baoyu frowned and stared at Spiessmulter with a gloomy gaze: "Threatening me, General? You are very ignorant!"
Even if I kill you, I can still know the location of the treasure from your own soldiers, and you have no right to bargain with me."
Spismult gasped for breath: "The general doesn't know something. All the soldiers who followed the Khan to bury the treasure stayed in Tsarist Russia. The current soldiers were recruited again later, so he doesn't know anything.
Whether the general believes it or not is his own business!"
Zhou Baoyu looked at Spiethmulter's panicked but unflinching eyes, pursed his lips and pondered for a long time, grinned, and held Spiethmulter's shoulders with both hands.
"Believe it! Of course I believe it, general!
Let’s talk about it after meeting His Majesty, right? Of course there will be no problem.
Cunning! So cunning!
If you tell this general, I will not kill anyone and silence you.
I'm not that kind of person!
It makes me very sad that you look at me like this."
"Someone is coming!"
"General?"
"Immediately order the craftsmen accompanying the army to build a spacious carriage and escort... escort Khan Spieth and several generals to the capital."
"Got the order!"
Chapter completed!