Not far away, the scolding, pleading, and screams gradually weakened before Long Xuan got off the mound. He did not ride a horse, but walked to the low-lying area where the strong smell of blood was condensed in the air.
"His Royal Highness," Ning Fei saw Long Xuan approaching, so he stepped forward and said, "It has already been dealt with, but there," Ning Fei pointed to their left and said to Long Xuan, "It has not been judged yet."
Long Xuan looked to his left, and there were more than 500 people on remand and kneeling. "Trial?" He asked Ning Fei, "What do you want to be tried? Who are these people?"
"They are all servants," Ning Fei said, "the Mo family's children were hidden by them, and the general is trying to get them to hand them over."
Long Xuan walked towards the group of servants, glanced at the corpses stacked together in the low-lying ground with their heads in different places, and said to Ning Fei: "Order someone to check it again, and then set it on fire."
Ning Fei went to pass life again.
"Master," an old servant kneeling there saw Long Xuan approaching, and hurriedly kowtowed to Long Xuan: "We are all just servants, and have nothing to do with the Mo family."
"How can it be okay?" Long Xuan looked at the children who were guarded by several women who looked like servants. They were all dressed in servant clothes and their faces were dirty. The servant said: "You are supported by the Mo family."
"Master," the old servant begged on the ground, "the little people are just people who work hard to survive. I beg the Lord to be kind and let the little people go."
"Then hand over your little master," Long Xuan said, "I will let you live."
"There is no little master anymore, the masters are all dead," the old servant said kowtow.
Long Xuan looked back at Ning Fei who was behind him again.
"My subordinates have checked the genealogy and said that the number of children is wrong," Ning Fei said to Long Xuan in a low voice.
"Then there's no need to keep them," Long Xuan said before leaving, "kill them all."
The cry of pleading and wailing sounded before Long Xuan could finish his words.
"Master!" A servant girl who was protecting the children shouted at Long Xuan at this time.
Long Xuan stopped, looked at the servant girl, and saw that the woman was carrying two babies one after the other.
The maid took off the baby behind her, showed it to Long Xuan, and said, "This is Mrs Mo's child, take it!"
"You unfamiliar bitch!" The old servant who had just kowtowed to Long Xuan and saw the servant handed over the baby, yelled at the servant, "Master Mo treats you badly, you whore Not to die!"
Holding the baby, the servant girl knelt down on her knees, wept bitterly, and said in her mouth, "I want to live, I don't want to die."
The old servant couldn't stop cursing, and even wanted to get up and rush towards Long Xuan.
The guard beside Long Xuan glanced at Long Xuan's face, and when he stepped up, he kicked the old servant to the ground again, and stepped on the old servant's neck with two feet, breaking the old servant's neck.
This scene frightened the other servants, and they all fell silent.
Long Xuan took the baby from the servant's hand, and the baby was held in Long Xuan's hand. After feeling uncomfortable, he began to cry. "Only this one?" Long Xuan asked the servant girl.
The servant girl knelt on the ground and just cried, she was speechless.
Long Xuan held the baby's hand and waved, and the crying baby was thrown into the raging fire where the corpse was burning, and the wow-wah cry came to an abrupt end.
The servant girl's fingers dipped into the soil, and the nails on her fingers were broken in the ground. They said that the fingers were connected to the heart, but the servant girl could not feel the pain in her hand at this moment.
"Aren't you afraid of hurting the child in front of your chest by kneeling like this?" Long Xuan asked.
After hearing Long Xuan's words, the maid straightened her body that was almost on the ground. Just when she was about to look up at Long Xuan and say something begging for mercy, the servant girl felt her chest was empty, and when she looked closely, Long Xuan also held the baby in her arms, "Old, sir?" The servant girl looked at her in horror. Looking at Long Xuan, "That's the lowly servant's own child. Give him back to the lowly servant!" She stretched out her hand to Long Xuan to ask for it. The hands were shaking so much that Ning Fei, who was standing beside Long Xuan, doubted whether the woman could still hold the baby even if Long Xuan returned the child.
This time, Long Xuan glanced at the baby in his hand and said, "You are a dark woman. I didn't expect to give birth to such a fair child. Is this your biological child?"
The servant girl said repeatedly, "Yes, yes, the eldest master is the son of a lowly servant."
"You're not a lowly servant," Long Xuan's voice suddenly softened again, and he said to the servants, "Your loyalty is commendable, but it's a pity that you are not one of my Da Zhou people."
The servant girl looked at Long Xuan in confusion.
Long Xuan threw the baby in his hand in front of the servant girl.
"Your Highness?" Ning Fei called out to Long Xuan.
Under the blazing fire, people saw that the baby was thrown on a sharp stone by Long Xuan, and its small head was almost split in half, and the bright red blood and the brain of Bai Huahua flowed out.
The servant girl went to hold the dead baby, screaming in her mouth, which was no longer like a human voice.
"His Royal Highness, why are you doing this?" Ning Fei never thought that there are people as ruthless as Long Xuan in the world, and asked Long Xuan with a frown.
"This is the Mo's child," Long Xuan explained to Ning Fei and said, "The master's child can't be frozen, so it is held in his arms, and his own child has to be behind him. It's cold from the wind."
"She handed over her own child?" Ning Fei looked at the ground holding the dead baby in amazement, muttering words, as if trying to coax the dead baby to sleep, but a servant girl who didn't even know the corners of her mouth were stained with the dead baby's brains .
"Mo's loyal and fierce," Long Xuan said, "If you want to come here, your servant will not be a greedy person, but unfortunately you can't have it for me, Da Zhou." Long Xuan turned around and walked past Ning Fei, and said again: "No need to stay. "
"I know you! You are the second prince of the Zhou Dynasty, Long Xuan!" A servant yelled in the crowd: "You don't even let a baby go! God is watching! You will have retribution! Long Xuan, you must not let go! Damn! I'm going to haunt you as a ghost, and see what happens to you!"
Ning Fei made a killing gesture to the sergeant under his command.
Long Xuan went back to the camp with his bodyguards on horseback. His face was full of anger and anger, as usual, it was icy cold.
Ning Fei watched another massacre in front of him, and he didn't even know when the sky started to rain again. The mud under his feet has been soaked with blood, and the bloody smell in the air makes the room breathless. The wailing before death fills the brain, and the fire of the corpse burns, leaving everyone with nowhere to escape. Ning Fei, who was in the blood prison, suddenly began to miss the girl who wanted him to compete. He recalled Fu Wei's frown and smile. Ning Fei wanted to go back to Fu Wei's side. All this is just a nightmare, then maybe Fu Wei can wake him up.
Long Xuan flew back to the camp, and before he dismounted, he asked the Yuanmen official, "Has the third son of Luo come back?"
"I didn't see Third Young Master Luo at the end," the Yuanmen official replied.
Long Xuan turned his horse's head and went to the battlefield in front of him again, thinking to himself, is Luo Wei trapped in the formation of the two armies and can't get out