He knew it was a trap, but he was not afraid of death. Not only was he not afraid of death, he felt quite happy that he could get food.
So what if it's a trap. The five hundred elite border troops will not be killed instantly by three thousand soldiers. Once they take action, the city gate will open and support will arrive soon. It just depends on God's will. He is dead.
, the border army got a cart of food, and it also gave the Sun family face to not offend them.
Someone wanted to snatch the job of death, but Zhang Chengxiao scolded him. He was guarding this border pass with his horse bow camp. Of course, he, the general, would go there personally to do this kind of thing. If he was going to die, he would do it himself.
Ma Rujing remained silent, looking at Liangrong in the distance, his eyes filled with desolation, helplessness, and sadness.
He hoped that his guess was wrong.
But his reason told him that the second prince of the prairie must have had this idea.
He must win this plan.
Because if they fail, the Sun family and Xunyang Dao will "harm" more border troops, not the five hundred border troops, but countless border troops.
But if you fall into this trap, people will definitely die. How many of the 500 border troops can come back?
Ma Rujing had experienced this kind of thing before, just one year after taking office. This also resulted in more than 200 border troops freezing to death in winter.
Seeing Zhang Chengxiao ordering his troops and walking down the stairs, Chu Qing finally made a move.
Arriving in front of Sun Yao, Chu Qing tilted his head and smiled brightly.
"Who are you?" Seeing that Chu Qing was wearing a Confucian robe, Sun Yao frowned: "Not a border soldier?"
Chu Qing did not look at Sun Yao, but looked past him and towards a middle-aged man behind Sun Yao. He was in his thirties and his face was somewhat similar to Sun Yao.
"What's your name?"
The middle-aged man behind Sun Yao didn't know why, but he still replied: "Sun Yi."
"Are you related to Sun Yao?"
"My uncle."
"Is it okay for you, me, to talk to the Sun family?"
Sun Yi was confused and looked at Ma Rujing. Ma Rujing didn't know what Chu Qing was up to, and so did everyone else.
By chance, the second prince of the prairie galloped on his horse again, dragging the bloody Sun Aojie behind him.
The second prince, Algenda, did not speak. Sun Aojie, who knew his father was coming, shouted out.
"Dad, dad, hurry up and save the child. Let the border soldier Qiu Ba save the child. Hurry."
"Jer!"
Sun Yao came to the city wall again, crying like rain: "Go now, father, let them go, my Jie'er, Jie'er, you are going to suffer, damn Liangrong for not being honest!"
Chu Qing also came over and stood next to Sun Yao, lying on the wall, supporting his chin with his hands, and spoke with a smile.
"My name is Chu Qing."
The next second, the whole world went silent.
Sun Yao, who was shouting, almost stopped and even forgot to breathe.
Ma Rujing and others still didn't know what Chu Qing was going to do, but Sun Yao was trembling.
Trembling like an electric shock, Sun Yao suddenly turned his head and looked at Chu Qing, his pupils dilated to the extreme, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.
Chu Qing's smile remained the same, and he smiled harmlessly: "Do you know me?"
Sun Yao was like a fish on the shore, breathing heavily, with a big face and a pale face.
"I...I...little man...little man listen..."
Chu Qing smiled happily: "It's good to hear it. I heard that the biggest official in your Sun family is your eldest brother, Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, right?"
"No, no, no, no, it's not him, no..."
With a "pop" sound, Chu Qing, who was smiling, slapped Sun Yao on the face: "Young Master of Taichang Temple, right?"
With a "plop", Sun Yao knelt down and said, "Mr. Chu, son, I don't want this villain anymore. Please let me go."
This scene completely stunned Ma Rujing and other border generals.
Chu Qing knelt down and shook his head: "I understand that you are eager to save your son. I didn't say how you are doing, so why should I let you go?"
"The villain is wrong. The villain knows that he is wrong. I don't want my son anymore. I don't want this son anymore."
After finishing speaking, Sun Yao began to kowtow, his body still trembling uncontrollably.
Chu Qing, who was squatting on the ground, said softly: "A young minister, the young minister of Taichang Temple, by the way, Wu Shixun, you know, your elder brother's superior officer, the minister of Taichang Temple, also looked for trouble with me, and now...oh
Yes, he is in Death Heaven Prison, no, it is Qianqiying Prison, no, no, where did he die?"
Chu Qing turned around and looked at Fu San.
The third brother's face was cold: "In the Penal Department Prison, when Ergou went to find a place for Cao Hu and the others, Wu Shixun killed the Penal Department Prison that he stopped by."
Sun Yao's pants were wet.
His eldest brother was just the young minister of Taichang Temple, and the Zhengqing was indeed dead. He died in an unknown manner after offending Chu Qing. He knew about this, so his pants got wet.
Chu Qing raised his hand and spread his palm.
Fu San took out Qian Ji and placed it in Chu Qing's hand.
"A carload of rice, do you deserve it?"
After Chu Qing finished speaking softly, he grabbed Sun Yao's hair with his left hand, and the Qianji in his right hand slowly stabbed into Sun Yao's chest.
Very slowly, very slowly, which made Sun Yao extremely painful, but he did not dare to move. There was still an extremely frightened look in his eyes.
Tan Ma and the guards stood quietly in front of the Sun family, with the knife already in their hands.
Ma Rujing was shocked: "No!"
All the frontier generals' expressions changed drastically, but no one stopped them.
Sun Yao was dead. His body tilted and he lay on the ground, his blood staining his face red.
Chu Qing shook off the blood on Qianji and stood up: "Help me."
The third brother bent down, and with Chu Qing, one grabbed his arm and the other grabbed his arm. The two shouted "one, two, three", lifted Sun Yao, and then threw Sun Yao's body down the city wall.
Chu Qing waved his arms and smiled like a child: "Sun Aojie, look, it's your dad. Your dad is dead."
After shouting, Chu Qing turned around and came to Sun Yi, who was already frightened out of his mind.
"Two choices, one, the Sun family, kill the Nine Clan, because of collaborating with the enemy, kill the Nine Clan, the other..."
Chu Qing turned around, glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on Wang Tongtong, and then continued to say to Sun Yi: "His name is Wang Tongtong. The second choice is Ertong. I will go back to Xunyang Road with you. Return to you."
Sun family, bring your Sun Yi’s wife, daughter, father, mother, and everyone you care about to Wangyuan City. From now on, you will be the head of the Sun family. In the past, how much did you give to the border army every month? From now on,
Three times a month, if you miss a grain of rice, I will kill one of your relatives. If you miss a grain of rice, I will kill one of your relatives. Anyone who comes out to fool around must be honest, and I do the same. If I say I will kill your whole family, I will kill your whole family.
After that, I will take the Qianqi Camp to Xunyang Road and kill everyone in the Sun family, so that you can see with your own eyes that the Sun family members have their necks wiped one by one in front of you, do you understand?"
Sun Yi's legs weakened and she knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly: "I understand, I understand, I understand, I will never dare, I will never dare..."
"Five days, I only give you five days. Within five days, I will not see your whole family, nor the men, women, old, young, women and children of your family. I will personally go to Xunyang Road, and I will go to Xunyang Road and all the aristocratic families."
Write down the details in a book and give it to Ertong, do you understand, head of the Sun family?"
"I understand, the villain understands, if the villain dares..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chu Qing turned his head and gave a slight salute to Ma Rujing, who had an incomprehensible expression.
"Commander, what should we do now?"
Ma Rujing was like an old tram idiot who had been holding back for thirty years. He yelled with all his strength: "Shoot, shoot the second prince to death for me. Open the door, ride on the horse, chase the cold thieves, and kill their heads."
I’ll bring it back!”
The sound of the word "WEI" shook the heavens and the earth.
