Lai Sang made a big mistake and did not dare to look up at Batu's face.

"Father Khan, Zhao Yin, an old thief, was cunning and instigated Hositon, and he beheaded his son by both inside and outside...."

"idiot!"

A Batu thrust heavily on Laisang's face. Batu was angry and hated and scolded:

"Where did Zhao Yin's army attack at night? How important are military ordnance and food? Don't you know?"

Laisang covered half of his swollen face, and his ears buzzed. He subconsciously closed his eyes. His body felt a sensation of coldness, but he did not dare to argue, so he got up and knelt straight.

"My son made a temporary mistake and lost his big mistake for the small mistake. I asked my father to punish him..."

"Punishment?" Batu shook his horse whip and slammed hard on Lai Sang, saying viciously: "Your life is not enough to forgive me. I will take your life today!"

Bang!

With a whip, the mulberry remains motionless.

Batu held the whip tightly and stared at his blood-red eyes.

"Take off the armor!"

Laisan looked up at Batu in disbelief.

"Father Khan, do you want to kill me?"

Batu said coldly: "You have no talent and no virtue, and you are not good at surveillance, and you will miss the opportunity to fight. You trapped hundreds of thousands of troops of Wuliang Khan in the fire and fire. What's wrong with killing you?"

Laisang felt a sank in his heart, suddenly gritted his teeth and became fierce, stood up like anger, quickly took off his armor, put on his middle clothes in the cold wind, and knelt straight on the ground.

"Then you beat me to death!"

The scene was as quiet as death.

Whether Batu was so angry that he wanted to whip Lai Sang or to calm the public's anger, Lai Sang would inevitably get the whip.

The loss of the burning of the Wuliang Khan camp was far greater than the pleasure of the victory of the Yan army at night. What is even more terrifying is that Wuliang Khan came from the grasslands in the northern desert. He marched for a long distance and supplies were the weakest link. If the war was not going well in the future, how would they rely on to fight?

Fear is like a plague. If improper handling will inevitably lead to turmoil in the army.

Batu was so fierce that he thrust hard.

A whip,

Another whip,

Another whip,

Whip the meat!

The crackling sound from the horse whip breaks through the air is extremely harsh.

Every time he hit, Lai Sang trembled his body, but he didn't say anything.

Countless pairs of eyes looked at Batu who was whipping Sang, with different expressions. Under the crowd's onlookers, Batu was cruel, beat and scolded, and in his angry eyes, he didn't know whether it was anger or tragic.

After dozens of whips, Lai Sang's body was covered with scars, and his middle clothes had already been damaged, revealing crisscrossing whip marks, blood dripping, wetting the collars...

Laisang is tall and strong, very much like his mother who is the concubine of Wuliang Khan, but she is only seventeen years old now. Even if Batu is angry that he is brainless and useless, he cannot really beat him to death.

Not only because Batu only has two sons, Wurisu and Laisang, but also because Laisang has the power of the great concubine on the grassland behind it, the relationship is complicated.

Seeing this, the man with scarred knew that it was almost done.

He had to give Batu a step, and Batu also needed a step at this moment.

"Great Khan! I have something to say."

He knelt heavily on the ground, blocked Lai Sang, and received a whip from Batu, which happened to hit his arm that was injured by the knife. His face turned pale, but he still raised his face and said to Batu with a serious face:

"It's not your highness that you are the second highness, you're all blamed for misjudging the enemy's situation and misleading the second highness."

Lai Sang was covered in blood and was loyal.

"It's not your business!"

After he said that, he glanced at Batu resentfully, "You just miscalculated my status in Father Khan's heart. You think my life is more important to Father Khan than weapons and food... You are wrong, and I am even more wrong. I should die under Zhao Yin's hands. When I die, Father Khan will be satisfied!"

Batu's face turned green when he was angry.

He whipped hard again.

"Nothing to be successful!"

Now that he was right behind Lai Sang, he gritted his teeth and wanted to argue. The scared man secretly pulled his sleeve. Lai Sang saw Batu lifting his whip again, tilted his head and fell down.

"The Second Prince fainted."

Everyone around screamed.

Batu stopped and said, "Release!"

Everyone came over to carry the person at a loss and asked the doctor to treat the second highman's injuries.

The scarred man knelt on the ground and did not move. Batu picked up the whip and suddenly looked at him coldly.

"Come with me."

Batu was not a brave and unscrupulous person. On the contrary, he was very clear and wise. When he whipped Sang, the whole thing was quickly sorted out in his mind.

From beginning to end, things did not leave his control. Originally, Zhao Yin would break through and even sneak into the back of Wuliang Khan, but he had expected the possibility. After all, Zhao Yin was not a mediocre person, so how could he easily fall into his trap?

The biggest variable in the whole thing is that the weapons and food are inexplicably burned.

If not, even if Zhao Yin went to attack the camp, even if Lai Sang had no experience in fighting the enemy, there were several veterans in the camp, and with tens of thousands of people, they would not be able to deal with Zhao Yin’s only thousands of people?

But this incident happened in public.

He sneaked into the camp, swayed and exploded his armory, burned food and grass, and escaped without knowing where to go.

Without a traitor working with him, a person's ability would never be able to do it.

Batu doesn't believe that anyone really dares to do this.

But Batu also did not believe that Hossiton was a traitor.

Hositon was his close armour guard. The native Ury Khan warrior was still in the grasslands of the north of the desert. He had never been to Nanyan and had no contact with the Yan people. Why was he willing to risk the whole family being beheaded by betray Wuliang Khan and help Yan's army to burn Da Yan?

Batu knew very well that there was another person in the traitor.

The eagle was pecked by the eagle, and Batu was so angry that he was angry, but when he called Sang, he was already angry. At this moment, he was very calm and calmly looked at the scared man from head to toe, analyzed the matter again, and then spoke.

"Are you seriously injured?"

The scared man lowered his head, his voice was mute and weak.

"This injury is nothing. If you are entrusted by the Khan, you will not be willing to die without doing anything."

Batu held his hands and looked at him from top to bottom.

"Wuwei, your master entrusted you to Gu, and Gu transferred you to the second prince again. Do you know why?"

The scared man whispered: "Dahan wants Wuwei to help the second prince deal with the debris, and to protect the safety of the second prince when necessary."

Batu hummed.

"Wrong."

The scarred man looked up, but saw Batu looking cold.

"The two sons of Gu. Wu Risu are weak and incompetent, but they are tough inside and will not do anything out of the ordinary. However, Sang Gang is hard and has insufficient resilience. He is spoiled by his mother. He is extreme in temperament, irritable and arrogant, and he is easy to cause trouble. Gu wants you to watch him and keep him in charge!"

"I am guilty!"

The scarred man knelt down deeply and stopped looking up.

"You are not only guilty. You deserve to die."

Batu suddenly got angry, but after yelling, he didn't do anything else.

After a long time, he heard him say coldly: "Wuwei, take off your mask and let Gu see."

The scarred man stretched his shoulders slightly and looked up at him.

"Khan doubted me?"

Batu's eyes were sharp and "take it off."

"yes."

The scared man bowed slightly and took off the iron mask on his right face, revealing a scarred face that was more bumpy than his left face. He looked at Batu calmly, but did not ask why he wanted to take off the mask himself.

Batu lowered his head and "stretched his right hand out."

The scared man wore a black leather glove on both hands. Under Batu's cold eyes, he slowly took off the leather gloves on his right hand and stretched out his palms flat.

Batu lowered his head, his eyes landed on his right hand.

His tail finger broke apart, revealing an ugly scar, while the tail finger in the glove was a fixed prosthesis.

The scared man let Batu watch, motionless, and his eyes drooped.

After a moment, Batu was relieved and waved his hand.
To be continued...