Suddenly, a sharp light flashed, and the soldier's eyes flashed with fear.
Pan Meichen had already stood beside them at some point, holding a long-handled ax in his hand, and the ax shone coldly, just like Pan Meichen's cold and harsh eyes.
Behind him, followed by two guards, eight feet long, with broad arms and a thick waist, with a pair of eyes that looked like copper bells.
There was a lot of discussion on the fire, but there was no sound at the moment, only the snow was falling.
The six-petalled snowflakes floated on the ax blade and melted instantly.
Pan Meichen's deep and slightly hoarse voice seemed to come from underground.
"Say what you just said again!"
Pan Meichen's eyes fell on the complaining soldier.
The soldier's tiger body shook, and the upper and lower rows of teeth shook even more violently, but in his eyes full of hunger, there was no human look, like a pool of stagnant water.
Pan Meichen didn't have much to say, but the soldier had already surrendered. Kneeling in the cold and wet snow, Putong begged in a weeping voice: "My lord, I know I was wrong, and I hope that my lord will give me a chance to reform myself!"
Except for two fires burning coldly in Pan Meichen's eyes, his expression did not change in any way.
"Those who disturb the morale of the army, tell me, what should they do?"
The soldier lost all strength and murmured, unable to speak: "..."
"Say!" Pan Meichen showed her fangs, shining brightly, and at the same time tightened her hand holding the axe.
Snow wet the soldier's disheveled hair: "To disturb the morale of the army, you should...should be beheaded..." The word beheaded was so weak that even he himself couldn't hear it clearly.
Pan Meichen: "I can't hear you, say it again!"
The soldiers' lips are like two leaves in the wind: "Those who disturb the morale of the army should... should..."
Plop, before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and passed out. The other soldiers sitting around the fire all knelt at Pan Meichen's feet, not daring to intercede for him.
"Thought that if you faint, this king will spare you!"
The light of the ax lit up on the faces of all the soldiers, and Pan Meichen's thick hands fell one by one, the red light burst out, and the hot blood splashed on the snow, red and white matched each other, heat and cold intertwined.
In a few moments, the complaining soldier had become a pile of rotten meat.
"Come here, drag him to the dogs!"
"Obey!" The two guards behind Pan Meichen rolled up their sleeves, dragged the soldier's bloody corpse, and threw it into the dog pen. After a while, they were eaten up by dozens of dogs, leaving only a pool of blood left in the snow. on the ground.
Pan Meichen, holding an ax in one hand and scissors behind the back of the other, walked up and down beside the soldiers. There was a slight creaking sound under his boots.
"Don't you guys want to stay in this king's army?"
A soldier quickly replied: "No! We never meant that, Your Majesty Mingjian! All the complaints came from that soldier!"
It would be best to put all the blame on the soldiers who have been cut down.
Pan Meichen grinned grimly: "Do you think this king is a fool?"
The soldiers gasped for breath because of nervousness: "Your Majesty is wise and mighty, and his achievements surpass the sun and the moon. He has never been like a great king in eternity!"
Pan Meichen liked to hear this, so she smiled.
"My king loves to hear what you say. But you have committed the crime of confusing the army just now..."
Before Pan Meichen could finish speaking, a soldier rushed over and said, "Your Majesty, we are willing to make amends. Whatever you tell us to do, we will do it?"
Pan Meichen looked at the soldier gloomyly: "Is what you said true?"
The soldier shouted: "I will go through fire and water for the king, and I will do whatever I want!"
"Very good!" Pan Meichen showed an incomprehensible smile, "Now I have a favor and I need your help."
Soldier: "What's the matter?"
Pan Meichen waved his hands, and the two guards came up: "This king needs your heads, so that we can set an example for all the soldiers! If anyone confuses the army, talks nonsense, and is disloyal to the king, you will be them!" A lesson from the past! Drive them to the gate and behead them one by one for public display!"
Two guards held up their swords and shouted, "Go!"
Seeing that those soldiers could not escape to death if they stayed here, they might as well break free, maybe there is still a way out.
"Brothers run away!"
One person made a sound, and the others fled in all directions of the camp.
A guard raised his knife and chopped it down on the back of one of the soldiers. The guards rushed up, stepped on the soldier's neck, raised his knife, and wanted to kill the soldier. Another soldier saw it, kicked the guard to the ground, snatched the big knife from the guard's hand, slashed it with his backhand, and even cut off the guard's neck.
Then, the soldier who took the knife dragged the soldier who was stabbed in the back to escape.
Pan Meichen gritted her teeth, and threw the ax at the soldier holding the knife, bark! The poor soldier was hit in the head with an ax, and white brains spurted out.
Pan Meichen rushed up, picked up the axe, and hacked the soldier who was stabbed in the back to death.
Seeing Pan Meichen's viciousness, the remaining guard was terrified and dared not speak.
Pan Meichen turned her blood-stained face, revealing a pair of ferocious eyes: "You bring other guards with you, be sure to catch those soldiers, and dig out their hearts one by one!"
The guard replied with a trembling voice: "Yes!"
The guards were about to leave when they suddenly saw flames rising from the southwest corner of the camp, and the flames spread rapidly.
"The king is not well, the camp is on fire!" the guard shouted.
Pan Meichen took a closer look, and it really was a fire. He thought it was the soldiers who escaped just now, and he was so angry that his beard stood up.
"These bastards, the king should have finished chopping with an ax just now!" Then he ordered the guards, "Notify the soldiers to put out the fire immediately!"
"Decree!"
The fire grew bigger and bigger, soaring into the sky, burning the entire sky red. The fire was scratching, and accompanied by screams and screams, Pan Meichen frowned, feeling that it was not as simple as setting fire.
The guard went away for a while, then ran back again, his hair and clothes were burnt, exuding a strong pungent smell, and there was an arrow stuck in his arm.
"My lord, Rong Chang'an's army is coming!"
Pan Meichen clenched his fists and made a loud noise, anger and panic appeared in his fierce eyes together.
"Where's our scout?"
Pan Meichen expected that Rong Chang'an would make a surprise attack, so he deployed scouts within ten miles.
The guard didn't understand the situation and didn't know how to answer.
A soldier came rushing back from the southwest corner: "My lord, Lin Hai led more than 10,000 cavalry, wearing white cloaks, sneaked up to our camp in the snow, and set fire to our camp. Our army suffered heavy losses!"
No wonder! Wearing a white cloak, walking in the snow, even a clairvoyant scout would not be able to see it!
"Rong Chang'an, this king has been tricked by you again!" He raised his axe, "Order the soldiers to go to the southwest corner of the camp, some of them will carry buckets, some of them will take weapons, and fight Lin Hai to the death!"
Only then did the soldiers gather in the southwest corner, and a fire broke out in the northeast corner again. The fire was so fierce that it scorched the sky.
A general dragged his exhausted body, covered in scorched black, and knelt heavily at Pan Meichen's feet: "It's not good, my lord! Let Chang'an lead more than 10,000 cavalry to attack the northeast corner of our camp!"
Pan Meichen sat on the horse's back, crumbling, and only then came to her senses, Rong Chang'an made a plan to attack east and west.