Just when it was about to completely convince Gao Xiong, just when Gao Xiong had just had the idea of "should I betray Wang Zheng?"
Another cold and ruthless voice suddenly sounded in my heart!
It didn't say a word more, nor did it have any intention of persuading Gao Xiong.
With an unmistakable commanding tone, it lightly dropped only one sentence.
Be loyal to the king forever!
Pledge allegiance to the death!
...
Time seemed to have passed for a long time, and the hall fell into an audible silence.
Countless people's eyes were focused on Kaohsiung's face.
Yan Chu, Yuan Jun, and Wen Chou.
They all watched with expectation as Gao Xiong's face kept changing, showing his current inner hesitation and struggle.
As time passed by, Wen Chou's eyes began to show joy, and it became more and more intense.
This man can hardly hold it any longer!
Wen Chou, who was used to seeing such scenes, made his judgment with confidence!
He is good at divination and fortune-telling, and he believes that he will never make a mistake.
From the first moment he saw Gao Xiong, he knew this was a breakthrough.
Especially when this person happens to be a leader.
Since he could lead a thousand elite troops to garrison the key areas in the north, in Wen Chou's opinion, this Kaohsiung man was Wang Zheng's trusted general.
Very good, I can completely dig out the truth about Wang Zheng from his mouth.
But when he waited eagerly, the result was that Gao Xiong's last moments finally turned into a calm expression.
Everyone on the court understood that the opponent had made a decision.
But only Wen Chou was stunned.
its not right!
It shouldn't be this expression!
What should appear is the kind of shameful submission, or the begging-like flattery.
Why is there such an inexplicable determination?
Wen Chou also saw this kind of look a lot.
The latest time, it was the Lord of Ban County in that plain country.
A pedantic, incompetent, mediocre old dog, but not afraid of death!
"How? But you figured it out?"
Although he had a premonition in his heart, Wen Chou still had a lucky mentality and forced out a gentle smile, saying: "In the past ten years, yellow scarf thieves have emerged one after another, but they are all a mob, who has become the climate?"
"I see that you are also a warrior. If you surrender now, not only can you save your life, but you can also join my command. You don't know, right? This general is Yuan Shao, the shepherd of Jizhou..."
But Gao Xiong had already opened his mouth and said: "Actually, although you are the elder, you have a good vision. I am indeed a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I have had the thought of surrender in my heart just now."
"This is a wise move." Wen Ganshang said happily and wanted to continue his advice.
"But I don't know why." Gao Xiong cut off his words again, pointed to his heart, and said: "In the end, there was a voice reminding me that I cannot betray General Tiangong."
"I think that might be Huang Tian's oracle." At this point, Gao Xiong's previously confused eyes became bright and determined: "Thanks to him, I finally didn't do anything stupid!"
"As for the Yellow Turban Army." Gao Xiong stared at Wen Chou and said word by word: "General Tiangong has divine power and will definitely lead us to success!"
He was seriously injured and was tortured along the way, so his voice seemed weak and feeble, but everyone on the field could still hear the firmness in his words.
Hearing this, the pretended kindness and smile on Wen Chou's face finally dissipated again. He stared at Gao Xiong and suddenly smiled cruelly, extremely horrifyingly: "I will never make a mistake."
"You're still being arrogant right now. It seems like you're an idiot who doesn't know what's good or bad."
"Pretending to be a righteous man? Let's see if your skin is half as hard as this mouth!"
After saying that, he waved his hand. "First give him a whip."
"Here!"
Immediately, several soldiers tied Gao Xiong to a pillar, and immediately gave him a beating. However, they were careful to hit him carefully, only leaving his skin and flesh raw and bleeding, but not immediately damaging his muscles and bones.
Gao Xiong was indeed not a tough guy. He was beaten repeatedly and screamed in a miserable voice. The only thing he persisted in was that he kept his good head held high.
After the whipping was finished, Wen Chou stared at him and said solemnly: "This is the first time I've done something bad. I'm just giving you another chance. Don't make any mistakes again. What's next is going to be drilled and burned. This general will
I'm afraid that after all this is done, even if you want to beg for mercy, it will be too late!"
"Hey." At this time, Gao Xiong's face was actually stained with blood and sweat. He was already dizzy from the pain, and it became increasingly difficult to see clearly.
He followed Wen Chou's voice and looked over, forced a smile, and said jokingly: "You ugly boy, did you know that I can also read faces?"
"Look at your dead fish eyes, your Yintang is even darker, and you will be in trouble soon!"
Wen Chou had heard the wails of losers so often that he had long dismissed them as unimportant. But for some reason, Gao Xiong's words suddenly made his heart skip a beat, and he even thought of the divination results that day.
Am I... am I scared?
Feeling the change in his heart, Wen Chou became angry and furious, his face full of fierceness, and his eyes swollen with green light: "You are a bitch, but you do have a sharp mouth!"
"Come here, cut out his tongue! Give me wine!"
The tall bear screamed loudly and whined non-stop.
Afterwards, all kinds of torture were repeated, and he could no longer speak, but he still did not surrender.
Yan Chu, who was standing by, looked pale, lost his mind, and quite frightened.
In the middle of the night, a servant quietly walked up to Gao Xiong, looked at his miserable condition, and persuaded him in a low voice: "Fellow, what are you doing?"
"We are all from Qingzhou. My young master can't bear you to be tortured like this, so he sent me to persuade you. All you need to do is tell you some news, and he will plead with General Wen on your behalf and let you go without you personally becoming an enemy of your old master.
"
Gao Xiong whined for a long time, but the servant couldn't understand, so he said, "If you agree, just nod."
Gao Xiong shook his head and started whining again.
The servant looked into his eyes and saw the inexplicable expectation in his eyes, and suddenly understood.
Gao Xiong is saying that General Tiangong will avenge him.
The servant sighed, turned and left.
The next day, Wen Chou, who once again failed to receive a satisfactory reply, finally lost all patience and directly cut open the belly of the dying Gao Xiong and dug out his heart.
When he put the bloody object directly into his mouth in front of everyone, other soldiers were fine, but Yan Chu on the side saw such a scene for the first time. He couldn't bear it at all and vomited it out.
As for Wen Chou, he just took a few mouthfuls and spat it out with a sigh.
"Damn, it stinks!"
He said bitterly, staring at the broken body and cursing: "You are obviously a mean person, but you still want to use your life to deceive me!"
"Damn it!"
But his face turned gloomy again.
He was a little surprised that the heavenly army dared to fight and was able to fight.
But what surprised him the most, even horrified him, was that among the captives, some were afraid of death and some were begging...
But when it came to asking them to betray the bandit leader named Wang Zheng, everyone would rather die than do so.
Is this still the Yellow Turban bandit in his impression?