Jiang Pengji didn't show any mercy. Although they were still alive, they were basically useless.
According to the customs of the three tribes in the northern border, the fate of these crippled people is to be abandoned and left in the wild to fight for their lives with wild beasts.
In the northern Xinjiang, where resources are scarce and the environment is harsh, this is an ending that is even worse than death.
"No answer? Well, both arms are cut off."
After all, she was already hungry and thirsty in her hand.
At this moment, there was a sound of armor colliding and a series of heavy running footsteps coming from outside the courtyard.
"Wait!"
If you want to slow down, just take it slow, then she will lose face, Jiang Pengji laughed in her heart.
After a step too late, the knife fell, and a bloody arm was cut off at the root.
Jiang Pengji looked up indifferently and looked outside the courtyard. Two rows of soldiers from the northern border in armor ran in, all with bright weapons in their hands, each with a murderous aura, and the aura around him was like a dormant beast. A very oppressive feeling.
"You actually..."
A man dressed in northern Xinjiang came out of the crowd, looking at the warriors of northern Xinjiang lying on the ground, his face turned black.
"Why should I stop the person I am able to cut?" Jiang Pengji removed the foot that stepped on the face, kicked the opponent away, and immediately looked at the person who came, "If you want to blame it, you are too slow to speak. , how can you blame me for being too quick?"
She preempted the attack and did not give the other party a chance to ask her guilt. "This is Dongqing, not your wild and uncivilized Northern Xinjiang. If you don't want to abide by the rules, go back quickly. Since you want to negotiate with the royal family, please show the sincerity of your peace talks. ."
Jiang Pengji beat someone and chopped off her arm in front of them, and the situation was overwhelmed.
After all, this was for him, how could Feng Jin hold back at this time
He breathed evenly, endured the severe pain in his arm, and said with a pale face, "Severely injured the son of a high-ranking official in the court, and humiliated the young students of Dongqing, this is the sincerity of your court's peace talks? Today's affairs cannot be easily ended, you Northern Xinjiang There must be an explanation!"
If these people are playing tricks on ordinary people or underprivileged disciples, Dongqing can only swallow this matter no matter how unhappy it is.
After all, they have to focus on the "big picture".
But the result
The most injured among the people was Feng Jin. He was the second son of the Feng Clan, one of the four great sects in Dongqing, and the son of Zhongshu Ling Fengren!
If the bruises and bruises on his face were not rubbed with good wound medicine, it is estimated that it would not go away in ten days and a half months. In addition, his right arm was also slashed with a knife, and the blood was flowing continuously. The injury to the right hand means that Unable to write, which affected the upcoming assessment.
In order to stand out in the evaluation, which student has not worked hard
Feng Jin missed this assessment, which means that all his previous efforts were wasted, and even the plans he made early in the morning were disrupted.
Who will compensate for such a huge loss
Feng Jin suffered these grievances, and he was willing to be beaten in vain
Fengren will give up
Will the Feng family just let it go
For a noble family with a head and face that has been passed down for more than a thousand years, life can be lost, but the face cannot be beaten.
Seeing Jiang Pengji and Feng Jin sing in harmony, with an arrogant attitude, the man from the northern Xinjiang who led the troops also stiffened.
Jiang Pengji added fuel to the fire again, and took the opportunity to add a sentence.
"If you have no intention of negotiating peace, make it clear as soon as possible. Today, you deliberately humiliated the son of a high-ranking official in the court, and this matter must be reported to the official family. Instead of staring at me here, you might as well go back and ask your master, this matter. How should things be settled!"
The other party was so choked by Jiang Pengji that a lot of anger accumulated in his stomach.
A few northern warriors are looking for trouble here. It was originally instigated by someone secretly. Even if they hurt someone, they are not afraid. When the time comes, someone will come out to support them. Loss has to swallow the stomach.
But I never imagined that the northern warriors who came to ask for trouble would bully others, but they would be pressed to the ground and ravaged.
The Northern Xinjiang man was the Northern Xinjiang general who escorted and pro-princess this time, and he also had some status and face among the three Northern Xinjiang tribes.
He should have brought the troops here with arrogance, intending to raise the army to ask for guilt, but now he was prevented from coming down by a half-eldest son.
"What kind of thing are you? If you hurt our warriors in the northern border, you should also pay the price... Catch them all."
The northern Xinjiang man settled his mind and planned to arrest the person first, and secretly come to a dead person.
As long as he insisted that he was at a disadvantage, according to the always weak style of the Dongqing royal family, Beijiang could not suffer.
What is the "son of a high-ranking official in the DPRK", as long as he didn't kick the iron plate, the Dongqing royal family would not dare to tear his face when the marriage was already a certainty... Therefore, the northern Xinjiang man looked at Jiang Pengji and Feng Jin with a lot of eyes. A murderous intent.
Facts have proved that what they kicked was not an iron plate, but an iron wall!
"Wu Liba, who do you want to arrest?"
At this moment, Liu She's voice came from the crowd.
The northern Xinjiang man didn't expect that someone would be able to call out his identity, so he couldn't help but follow the reputation.
"My son is right, this is Dongqing, not your northern border. If you don't want to go back and forth, then you will be a good man. Otherwise, no matter how the other old people can protect you, I, Liu Zhongqing, will also let you. Can't get out of Shangjing City Gate!"
Feng Ren, who was one step behind, looked gloomily at his embarrassed son, and then at the arrogant Beijiang group, and laughed coldly in his heart.
He didn't open his mouth to scolded those who came from the northern border, but chose to ignore it and asked for a medical officer to come over.
"Wrap up the wound, and enter the palace with my father later."
Feng Jin turned pale and nodded.
Wu Liba is now difficult to ride a tiger, and his face has turned into a pig's liver.
Originally came here to cut people's face, but now they have been cut back, and they have been thrown on the ground and stepped on both feet.
"Next time you go out with a little brain, and if you want to get rid of the horse, you should first check whether the object is a cat or a tiger." Jiang Pengji stepped forward and tutted twice, ignoring the embarrassed face of the other party, "It's good that Huaiyu's arm is fine, If something happens that causes the pen to be difficult to hold in the future, Wu Liba, I don't want compensation for your low life, just be smarter and cut off your arms to apologize..."
Wu Liba's face was completely turned into ashes, and he looked at Jiang Pengji with murderous intent.
If it was an ordinary person, she would have been scared to death, but she was Jiang Pengji.
To put it mildly, she has killed more people than she has eaten.
"It depends on whether your Emperor of Dongqing agrees or not."
After finishing speaking, Wu Liba took the people away, and did not care about the half-dead warriors of the northern border on the ground.
Seeing their backs leaving, Jiang Pengji slashed at the rockery beside him.
Liu She then sighed, "Don't look at Wu Liba, who looks like a brainless man, but he is actually a rare wise general in northern Xinjiang."
"In other words, Huaiyu has suffered a loss this time, and it will be difficult to regain his position?" Jiang Pengji took a deep breath, and quickly understood the joints, "So, the four Nanman tribes have already defeated Nansheng, and Nansheng also An envoy has already been sent to Dongqing to ask for help... No wonder, the three tribes in the northern border are so arrogant. If the person injured this time is not Huai Yu, but someone else, I am afraid it will cause death... "