After a few months' absence, when I see the second prince of Northern Xinjiang again, the audience in the live broadcast room can't recognize what this thing is.
[Meow's Wish]: Anchor, the baby hasn't eaten yet, what is this thing
[Soul of Love and Sorrow]: Torturing prisoners
[Naughty and warm]: Looks like the second prince of Northern Xinjiang? Is this poor little guy still alive
They thought that the second prince would be dead in Jiang Pengji's hands, but they didn't expect the cockroaches of the family members to be extremely tenacious.
Of course, if the second prince could survive till now, he would have to take care of him day and night, or he would have kneeled long ago.
The second prince was not doing well. Every day was a torment. His legs were crippled and his tongue was cut off. What's the point of living
He knew that life was boring, but he just couldn't muster the courage to seek death.
It's better to die, and it's better to live than to live. Isn't there a saying in the Han family in the Central Plains
After being hit one after another, the second prince was counseled, and his arrogance had been rubbed clean.
He would rather eat rotten pig food than die.
As long as he is alive, as long as he is alive, maybe he can kill Liu Xi when the northern border becomes strong, and then he will be able to restore his original honorable status.
This kind of thought supports the second prince to live in secret, and force himself to live again and again, and now he has no courage to seek death.
He had no concept of time, he only knew that he was doing well, when suddenly someone took him out of the cage to wash him clean, rubbed strips of bath mud, changed him into clean clothes, and washed his hair full of lice. Yes, he felt refreshed.
"Ah-ah?"
The second prince had his tongue cut off, he couldn't speak, he could only utter a meaningless "ah".
The adjacent cage holds the second prince's most trusted staff. His situation is much better than that of the second prince. He has all hands and feet, and can speak and listen.
Seeing that a group of people were about to take the second prince away, the aides grabbed the pillars of the cage and hurriedly asked.
"Where are you taking him?"
I thought that he could be reused after being captured, but how could he know that Jiang Pengji didn't look down on him at all.
Although he didn't say to kill him, Liu Xi didn't say to let him go, so he could only spend his time in the cage.
Apart from the lack of freedom, other treatment is not bad.
"Where?" The prison head glanced at his staff and said with a sneer, "Today is an auspicious day, so of course I will send him on his way."
The second prince had no problem with hearing. Hearing this, he immediately struggled violently, fell on all fours, and tried to crawl away.
Several prison guards tied him up without showing any mercy.
Northern Xinjiang aliens, all be damned!
These jailers are natives of Chongzhou, and they are the victims with the most say in the Northern Xinjiang invasion of Dongqing War.
How can they forget the blood feud of hundreds of thousands of people on the border of Chongzhou
No matter how reluctant the second prince was, he couldn't resist the power of the crowd, and was quickly thrown in front of Jiang Pengji.
"This government has said that you are the most suitable sacrifice for the flag."
Jiang Pengji glanced at the second prince indifferently, with a sneer on the corner of his lips.
Today, she is wearing a solemn nine-chapter mianfu, soap and purple clothes, coral hanging down, jade ornaments with a sword, and front knees.
The layman watches the fun, the layman watches the doorway.
Not to mention anything else, her ambition can be seen from the clothes alone.
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Jiuzhang Mianfu, a high-level Mianfu that can only be worn by princes, which is amazing for my anchor.
The ancient times are not modern, and not all clothes can be worn. If you wear the wrong clothes, you will even get killed.
Mianfu symbolizes social status. Only emperors, dukes, hou, uncles, sons, men, orphans, officials, and doctors are qualified to wear them. Different people have different Mianfu, which are roughly divided into six styles, so they are also called six styles. Crown. Although Jiang Pengji is one of the feudal lords of Dongqing, the Dongqing royal family is not completely over yet. Her social status is limited to "Wuzhou Shepherd", and other identities have not been recognized by the imperial court.
However, no matter whether the court approves it or not, Jiang Pengji will not betray them.
In the past, most of the flags were sacrificed with pigs, cattle and sheep as sacrifices, and their blood was sprinkled on the ground to worship the gods and seek military luck.
In case of war, the flags are often sacrificed with the heads of prisoners or enemy generals.
Boost morale, kill one example!
Now that Jiang Pengji is going to send troops to the northern Xinjiang, what sacrifice is more inspiring than the second prince of the imperial court in the northern Xinjiang
Before sacrificing the flag, it was necessary to publish a long speech, and Jiang Pengji adopted the manuscript written by Wei Ci.
Weeping with blood, every word tells about the brutality of the alien races in northern Xinjiang and the suffering of the people of Chongzhou, arousing the indignation and hatred of the soldiers.
The conversation changed, and people brought the sacrifices to the altar. At this time, the hatred and morale of the soldiers had reached their peak, and the sound of killing was loud.
The second prince knelt on the ground tremblingly, and there were two people beside him holding his shoulders, making him unable to move.
"Today, this person's life will pay homage to countless unjust souls! May God bless you and step on the northern border!"
"Treading the Northern Border—"
"Treading the Northern Border—"
"Treading the Northern Border—"
A higher-than-sound wave roared, and tens of thousands of soldiers gathered together, shouting in unison, killing intent pierced through the sky.
"Sacrificial flag!"
Jiang Pengji pulled out the sword from his waist with a swipe, and the snow-white sword flashed a cold and cold light under the sunlight.
Seeing this, the second prince was so frightened that he was so frightened that he struggled violently, trying to break free, despite the fact that his legs were crippled and his whole body was tied.
He roared in vain, with red threads hanging from his eyes, and tears condensed and slid down his eyes.
Nai He's left and right "guards" were too powerful, no matter how hard he struggled, they would remain motionless.
The second prince changed his strategy and tried to kowtow to Jiang Pengji to beg for mercy—
He doesn't want to be rich and rich, and he doesn't want to be the second prince of Northern Xinjiang. He just wants to survive.
As long as he can survive, he will not pursue Jiang Pengji's revenge for sending someone to cut his tongue and trample his legs—
However, Jiang Pengji has a heart of iron, there is not a trace of compassion and kindness in her eyes, and the right hand holding the sword is even more steady.
"Beijing's debt, you are the first!"
After she finished speaking, she raised her hand and waved her sword under the despairing eyes of the second prince, and a head with wide eyes rolled down from her neck.
A strong stream of blood spurted out of the wound, dyeing Jiang Pengji's gown and the nearby battle flags red.
The second prince's head rolled twice, and when his head stopped, his cheeks were facing Jiang Pengji, his eyes were dead.
"Treading the Northern Border—"
"Treading the Northern Border—"
"Treading the Northern Border—"
The second prince's body collapsed suddenly, his head was raised high on the plate, and the soldiers below were whistling loudly.
Jiang Pengji held his sword high, word by word, not loud but very firm—
"Tread the Northern Border!"
Emotions are contagious, and in such an atmosphere, even a person who is calm and self-controlled will also become excited and high-pitched.
After the sacrificial flag is the staging point.
Underneath, Sun Wen sighed with emotion, "I always feel that this old man is with a great master."
Wei Ci on the side heard this, and the corner of her lips raised a warm smile.
yes-
His lord is the most amazing.