When Fang Jie was walking back with the swordsman in black who had been captured alive, the sound of war drums could be heard from Qinhe. In such a wilderness, the shouts of soldiers and the sound of war drums could float far far away. Fang Xie knew that Xiang Qingniu had also succeeded. As long as Zheng Ziyu's ballista and catapult were destroyed, the soldiers would be much less damaged when they crossed the river.
Although the voice was not very loud, it made Fang Xie feel a little more relaxed when it came over one by one.
Drums, cannons.
The battle has been opened, and Fang Jie doesn't have to worry about anything else. Xiahou Baichuan is a seasoned general, he knows how to fight this battle well. This kind of fight without tricks depends on the quality and courage of the soldiers on both sides. If the side is discouraged first, the other side will lose.
After Fang Jie captured this man, he shattered several key air points on him, and this man seemed to be useless, and if he took off this man's jaw, he would not be able to kill himself. Generally, this kind of killer has poison hidden in his teeth, and once captured, he will crush the poison pills hidden before.
After Fang Jie returned to Daying, Xiang Qingniu also happened to come back.
"How is the battle going?"
Fang asked.
"Battle situation?"
Xiang Qingniu froze for a moment: "I didn't see it... You know I'm not interested in military affairs, and the fact that there are too many dead people is disturbing. I'm afraid of having nightmares at night. You know how amazing it is for me to have such a beautiful face." A sad thing, not sleeping well is a very disfiguring thing... "
Fang Jie sighed: "You are hopeless..."
Xiang Qingniu said to himself: "Even if you say that, it seems that I am really hopeless. I know that I am handsome and have no rivals, and now I have reached the point where handsome people have no friends..."
Fang Jie didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and carried the captured swordsman into the tent.
When Chen Xiaoru saw Fang Jie came back, he took the swordsman over, carefully dug out the hidden poison pill from the swordsman's mouth, then searched the man's whole body, tied the swordsman tightly with a tendon rope Then it stopped. People from the Ouchi Guards Office are the most proficient at doing this kind of thing.
Fang Jie sat down on the chair, glanced at Chen Xiaoru, and Chen Xiaoru nodded immediately.
He squatted down next to the swordsman and smiled and said, "I used to be from a hundred households in the Ouchi Guard Office. You should have heard of the name of the Ouchi Guard Office, so I don't intend to say anything more. Threatening It's useless to people like you, but it's not so easy for you to die in my hands."
The black-clothed swordsman just looked at Chen Xiaoru with cold eyes, without showing the slightest sign.
Chen Xiaoru looked back at Fang Jie: "My lord, my subordinates should take him away. The method of extorting a confession is somewhat uncomfortable. It's better for my subordinates to take him back and ask."
Fang Jie nodded.
Xiang Qingniu was more curious, and followed Chen Xiaoru to look.
In less than half an hour, the fat man walked back shaking while throwing up.
"Does it look good?"
Fang asked.
After Xiang Qingniu sat down, he poured a cup of herbal tea and rinsed his mouth. His face was as white as paper: "Although I'm not a vicious person, I've seen people kill pigs and cows. But your subordinate Chen Xiaoru When extorting a confession, even those who have killed pigs for decades will vomit all kinds of meat and vegetables... Damn, I have seen the methods of those people at the Ouchi Guard Office, no wonder there was a saying in the Jianghu, I would rather enter the Palace of the King of Hades than mess with Feiyupao."
"What is Chen Xiaoru doing?"
Fang asked.
"exist… "
Xiang Qingniu swallowed, and couldn't help but spit out again: "Fucking skinning... Daoist, this is the first time I've seen skinning people, or skinning alive..."
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Chen Xiaoru's hand was very steady, to a terrifying level. The knife in his hand was very small, as if it was specially polished for skinning people. When the knife slid forward in his hand, it didn't tremble in the slightest, as if it was running smoothly on a track that had been laid.
The swordsman opened his eyes, bloodshot in them.
He just watched helplessly as he was being skinned.
"I told you that it doesn't hurt, but skinning never depends on pain to make people submit."
While working, Chen Xiaoru spoke to the swordsman in a very calm tone: "I used to do this kind of thing when I was in the Ouchi guards, but it's a bit strange if I haven't done it for a long time, but don't be afraid, I still remember the steps It’s clear. The medicinal powder that was sprinkled on your leg just now is a secret anesthetic, and you won’t feel any pain when you peel your skin after spraying it on. Of course, I don’t know it myself. I would ask this question when I peeled people before. They They say it doesn't hurt, do you hurt?"
The swordsman's face was as white as paper, and the sweat on his face had gathered into a patch.
His eyelids were sewn on by Chen Xiaoru with needles and threads, and he couldn't even close them. He was tied to a special stool, and he couldn't even twist his neck, so he could only watch the gentle man peeling his skin so tenderly.
"I know that you people have undergone particularly cruel training, just to prevent that one day you will be overwhelmed by the enemy. But it just so happens that the training I have undergone is to deal with people like you. We are natural opponents. I don't Knowing how you feel about being skinned yourself, it seems to me like completing a work of art... Don't you think it's incredible that you can peel off a whole human skin and you are still alive?"
Although the swordsman couldn't move, his whole body was trembling with fear.
The muscles on his neck were already tensed, and one could imagine how intense the fear was.
"Don't shake, my knife will move when you shake it. If the peeled skin is incomplete, it is a failure. When I was in the Ouchi guard's office, I was in charge of slow peeling, and there was a person who was in charge of fast peeling. Peeling. Sometimes we will switch each other, I will peel him quickly and slowly. At the fastest time, he can peel off a particularly complete piece in half an hour. eight days."
The human skin has been peeled down to the knees.
Chen Xiaoru's knife stopped, pushed aside the thin layer of bloody skin, and carefully looked at the knifeman's knee: "It's not easy to do here, the skin is too thin, and the distance to the bone is too close. After a while You can watch it yourself, if my knife is crooked, can you remind me?"
The swordsman froze suddenly, and passed out unexpectedly.
Chen Xiaoru picked up a towel and wiped his hands, and greeted his subordinates: "Wake him up... This is really physical work, I haven't done it for a long time, I'm really tired."
He sat down opposite, looked at the fainted swordsman and shook his head with a smile: "When a person is so frightened, why don't you ask him anything, just talk to him about skinning. It’s a double torture for him. Because he doesn’t want to talk about it but expects you to ask him, as long as you ask him, he might really recruit. Or maybe he will intentionally provoke you and hope you kill him.”
"So, peeling requires a good temper."
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When the swordsman woke up, he found that Chen Xiaoru was looking at him and smiling.
"You are so lucky. I have already peeled off the skin of your knee when you passed out. You can see that there is only a layer of tendons on the red knee. I don't know if you have slaughtered a pig or not. If you have killed a pig, you should have cut the pork. There is a film on the pork that is very annoying. You have this thing on your knee. Do you have a desire to take it off? But no, take it off, and you will see white bones."
The swordsman's jaw was still unhung, and he couldn't speak.
He shook his head violently, but his head was fixed on the stake carried by the stool, and he couldn't move at all. The wooden stake was swung back and forth by him, the strength can be imagined. The more he struggled, the tighter the tendon rope had already tightened his flesh, and the strangled part had turned purple.
"dislike?"
Chen Xiaoru smiled: "I am the most tempered in the Ouchi guards. When I execute the execution, I will also ask the prisoner how they feel. If they don't like to start stripping from the feet, then I will start stripping from the head. It doesn't matter, I listen your."
There was a crackling sound in Swordsman's throat, but he couldn't express himself. His eyes were so round that the blood within them almost burst, as if blood would flow out of his eye sockets in the next second. This person is already on the verge of collapse. He can't imagine that there is such a cruel punishment in this world, even if he doesn't feel any pain at all.
"I guess… "
Chen Xiaoru stopped his hands, looked into the swordsman's eyes and said: "You must be thinking at this moment, if I hang your jaw now, you must bite off your tongue. Then you can relax, because you are useless, I It will kill you, right? That's what I'm worried about, what if you bite off your tongue... So, I usually stop in the middle of doing things and ask, would you like to talk or bite your tongue? If you want to say something, I will stick your skin back now and sprinkle the wound medicine secret prepared by the Ouchi guards, and you will be fine in a short time. If you are willing to bite your tongue, I have no choice but to continue talking."
bleeding
The corners of Swordsman's eyes were really bleeding, because his eyes were opened too wide and the corners of his eyes were ripped open.
"Bring a mirror."
Chen Xiaoru ordered.
A Xiaoqi school took a bronze mirror and fixed it in front of the swordsman.
Chen Xiaoru moved the stool and sat down next to the swordsman's body: "I'm going to start peeling off your face now, and I'll put a bronze mirror in front of you for you to see. You will see your own The skin of the face was peeled off bit by bit, the red meat inside and the black and white eyeballs... "
The swordsman struggled desperately like crazy, and passed out again.
When he woke up again, his leg had already been wrapped, and the severe pain made him want to cry out in surprise. He would rather feel the pain than bear the kind of skinning that didn't hurt at all.
"Now, would you like to say something?"
Chen Xiaoru sat beside the bed, holding a bronze mirror in his hand.
"I said!"
The swordsman almost shouted out with all his strength, and then he realized that his lower jaw had already been hung.
"Um."
Chen Xiaoru leaned back, and beckoned someone to come over and record: "Sometimes the right decision is always made after paying a great price. However, it is not wrong after all. Say it, if you can say it as much as possible To be more specific, I can send someone to send you to the northwest and find a place where no one is there to live in seclusion."
"I said... what do you want to know, you ask me, you quickly ask me!"
The swordsman's voice was trembling, so hoarse.