HCB Chapter 475 I was scared to death
Chapter 475 I was scared to death
"Keep alive!"
Ah Chi stretched his neck and shouted many times before he stopped. He was really afraid that if he didn't shout, these guys would be so bloodthirsty that by the time they reacted, there would be only dead bodies left on the ground.
The difference in strength was too great. After a fierce battle, the Fu family army won the first battle of the Northern Expedition at the tragic price of one man spraining his ankle and one man being accidentally injured by his own people and having his arm cut.
"That's it?"
Ah Chi had all the Beiyuan soldiers who were still breathing tied up.
There was one who was dressed quite well and was pretending to be dead on the ground.
However, when the Fu family army was cleaning up the battlefield, even if someone was really dead lying on the ground, they would still stab him a few more times in vital parts.
The guy who was pretending to be dead, when he saw that it was his turn to be stabbed by the steel knife, he screamed and said he surrendered.
How could they be like the Tartars who were so arrogant and clamorous in their daily lives, clamoring to invade Guanzhong and burn, kill and loot?
Ah Chi kicked the man a few times, with a look of disgust on his face: "Tell me what you are doing here, and you'd better tell the truth."
The Northern Yuan people kneeling on the ground looked at each other, either silent or crying out in pain.
Even more people had hatred in their eyes so thick that it seemed to be condensed into sharp arrows.
Ah Chi had a smile on his face, having been with the young master for so many years, he had seen many such looks.
"You tell me, I see you look well dressed, if you don't tell the truth, I will scrape off the fat on your belly piece by piece."
The man was pretending to be dead, but he knew he couldn't escape, so he didn't really give in. He had a defiant look on his face and held his head high.
Although he looked so miserable at the moment, it did not stop him from pretending to be witty.
Ah Chi killed people during the war, but he did not torture people himself. After all, he felt that his hands should not only protect his master, but also serve him.
Don't get too dirty.
Then he waved his hand behind him, and several members of the Fu family army who were good at using criminal law came forward.
One of them looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, with a scar on the left side of his face. He was actually quite handsome, but he had a malicious smile.
"Look at your belly of fat, how much fat can be consumed."
Maybe this kid is born to play villains.
When Ah Chi said this just now, the man from Northern Yuan Dynasty was unmoved. However, when these words came from the mouth of the young man, coupled with this tone, the man immediately shuddered.
The young man didn't waste any words, nor did he give the man a chance to speak again. He first removed the man's jaw, then cut it open with a knife and then stabbed his stomach.
But this cut only broke a layer of skin at most. Of course, it was not because his knife was not sharp enough, but because the young man did it on purpose.
Although it was not the first time that the Fu family soldiers around had seen such a scene, they were still a little uncomfortable. What else could they say?
Even within a team, the soldiers have division of labor and cooperation. Some are particularly good at fighting, some are quick-witted, and of course, there are also those who are specifically responsible for interrogation.
This young man's name is Yang Xiu. He is definitely not an unknown person. His father is the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice. His methods of torture are terrifying in the entire northern court.
Yang Xiu completely inherited his father's skills. His technique of skinning and bone removal was extremely refined, and he could even judge whether a person's words were true or false by their micro-expressions.
For a moment, the entire enemy camp was filled with the screams of the man in Northern Yuan Dynasty Chinese clothes.
The most terrifying thing is not that he was skinned and stripped of flesh, but that the person was still conscious.
The most terrifying thing is that the meat he scraped off would actually be thrown into a helmet placed on fire to consume oil.
If Shen Youyou were here, he probably wouldn't be able to look at lard residue directly again.
Not to mention that the person being tortured wished he could die immediately, even many of the prisoners watching were so scared that they pissed their pants.
To be honest, cannibalism was not unfamiliar to the Northern Yuan people. Some brutal Northern Yuan soldiers would capture women, children and rattle them off for food.
Sometimes, even such cruel things are used by some individuals as a means of showing off.
But the same old saying goes, you don't feel the pain unless the knife falls on your body, and you don't feel the fear unless your flesh is fried.
As the boy laughed and looked at the others, those people collectively shuddered.
Some even yelled, "Eternal Heaven!"
"Devil, he is a devil!"
Ah Chi suppressed the discomfort in his stomach before asking, "Does anyone want to talk now?"
Unfortunately, the amount seemed not enough. Yang Xiu smiled, his snow-white teeth shining brightly in the moonlight.
He looked at these people with ill intentions: "Would you like to taste the oil in this iron helmet and see if it smells good?"
Fu Huaian no longer wanted to watch this kid playing around. He looked up at the sky, admiring the few stars.
But it must be said that those who were chosen to fight in Caogu were definitely heroes among the Northern Yuan people. They were not so easy to compromise, so this group of people chose to remain silent.
There are even some people who are trying to be smart and looking around.
But when they saw the shining swords in the hands of the Fu family army and the encirclement formation ready for battle, despair appeared in almost everyone's eyes.
There are too many people, and they are too strong. The key point is that at this time, you have all won the battle, so shouldn't you search the battlefield first to see if there is any gold, silver, jewelry, etc.?
But you guys are so obedient, and those older people are surrounding the remaining dozens of people. Aren't you looking down on them too much?
Seeing that these people were silent, Yang Xiu picked up the scorching-hot helmet with tongs.
With a "swish" sound, it was placed directly on the man's fat-shaved belly. Oh, that scream could probably be heard dozens of miles away.
But this ruthless boy just used his little finger to lightly pick his ears, picked up the helmet directly, and walked towards another tied prisoner.
Two Fu soldiers held him down, pinched his mouth open, and poured the boiling oil in the helmet into it.
When he raised his eyes again and looked at the group of people, he said, "Next time, I want to see what it feels like to pour it in through the nose."
"I said, I said!"
"We're going to the hay valley, woo woo woo,"
"..."
It’s so damn scary. In the eyes of the Northern Yuan army, Yang Xiu is almost becoming a nightmare.
Although they speak Mongolian, there are a few people in each team who can speak Mongolian.
Not long after, Fu Huaian learned clearly that "the team that came out to attack Caogu this time has eleven members, and one of them is led by the son of the national teacher."
After asking clearly which direction the other teams were heading, when those people really couldn't say anything, Fu Huaian waved his hand.
Within thirty breaths, there was no living enemy left.
This really cannot be said to be Fu Huaian cruel. They are the vanguard army, surrounded by enemies on this grassland. If they cannot kill them in time, they cannot take these people away with them.
They couldn't take it away, nor could they let it go. If they were to be surrounded by the Northern Yuan army, it would be a real disaster for them.
As for the saying that killing is not enough, there is no need to be so cruel.
But it cannot be said that soldiers of that era were not afraid of death, but it was basically impossible to get any information out of them by threatening them with death. They could only use some cruel means to get the information they wanted.