Rebirth of a Star General Chapter 110: Surprise

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He Yan has been in the dungeon for two days.

In the two days, no one came except Shen Han once. Even though Shen Han came over, he didn't mention the external situation with her. I thought that nothing happened for the time being. The more so, the more He Yan felt that something was wrong. It is a pity that Liangzhouwei's dungeon is as solid as a rock, and she can hardly find a way to escape. Song Taotao and Cheng Lisu were probably under control, and they have not been seen in the past two days.

Eating and sleeping were rough, which was not too difficult for He Yan to bear. With the passing of time, the most terrifying is the invisible crisis approaching gradually.

It's a pity that no one has noticed it yet.

It started to snow in the middle of the night.

Snowflakes are as big as goose feathers, fluttering in pieces, falling on people, and cotton-padded clothes cannot withstand the biting cold. The two sentries stood on the podium, rubbing their hands coldly, and breathing towards the palms of their hands. Suddenly, a cloud of white mist fell in front of them and quickly dissipated.

The Liangzhou guard cage was in silence. The guard station in winter was not as lively as in summer. There were no recruits who went to the Wulu River to take a shower at night, nor did they hear the noise. Some only had the coldness of melting snow on the ground.

"I'll go to the latrine." A sentry stomped his feet, "I can't hold it anymore."

Companion urged: "Go and come back quickly."

The man put down his drumsticks, took the knife and turned and went down to the hut. The snow was heavy, but there was a thick layer in the short period of time. When I stepped on it, the vamp was covered, and the cold air crawled along the foot to the head. The sentry fought a cold battle and hurried to the latrine behind.

There was a burning torch outside the latrine. A few days ago, a recruit woke up in the middle of the night and did not see the road clearly. He slipped on the icy ground and injured his leg. After that, Shen Han asked him to stay here. A fire was arranged to clear the road.

When the sentry entered, there was also a person inside. He looked at the person in the dim light and smiled: "Oh, are you up too?"

The other party smiled and replied: "Just here."

"It's too cold. If it weren't for it, I won't go this time." The sentry complained.

He finished putting the water in, put on his pants, and was about to go out. The man was done, and he went out one after the other.

The torch at the door reflects the shadow of a person on the snow, swaying, and the sentry casually glances at the black shadow behind him, and I don’t know when he has opened his hands, and he is startled and about to shout--

Covering his nose and mouth with one hand, the person behind him drew the knife from his waist and swiped it along the sentry's neck.

Blood splashed all over the floor, and the young body fell silently, no more breath.

Without any hesitation, Sombra bent down and dragged the body of the sentry away. The snow fell and heavier, but for a moment, it covered the blood stains just now. After a stick of incense, the sentry walked out again.

He grabbed a handful of snow, wiped the blood from the knife, put it on his waist again, tidyed up the felt hat on his head, and walked upstairs.

Upstairs, the companion was waiting impatiently, and suddenly heard something. When the sentry who had just gone to the latrine came back, he sighed in relief and said, "Why have you been there for so long? Are you lazy?" /

The sentry shook his head, lowered his head and breathed into his mouth, as if he was too cold to open his mouth. When his companion saw this, he couldn't help but rub his hands together, "Mother, it's too cold."

The sentry pressed the felt hat very low, and when his companion saw it, he scolded: "Do you think it won't be cold if you pull the hat down? Pull it up, you can't see it, you still keep an eggy night like this!" He reached out to come over to lift the sentry's hat, and the moment he got closer, he suddenly froze.

The dress of the sentinel is different from the pure red and black of the recruits. There is a layer of white edge on the collar. Now the white edge of the opponent's collar reflects two red points.

This is not an old ink stain, the color is bright, and it is slowly increasing, and it was not here when the other party went to the latrine a moment ago.

The companion looked at the sentry who hadn't said a word since he came back, and was about to draw his sword, but his movements were still a step slower.

The opponent has two knives.

A knife, which belonged to the sentinel who had died, was inserted into his chest. The other knife, with the curved tip, slashed his throat.

He couldn't scream out, he staggered and fell to the ground. The murderer had already turned and walked downstairs. The sentry crawled **** the ground, trying to pick up the drumsticks that fell on the ground.

As long as you catch the drumsticks and sound the whistle drum, the entire Liangzhou Guards can wake up.

This is the last thing he can do.

The blood under him was dragged all the way, shockingly, he crawled to the side of the drumstick with all his strength, grabbed the drumstick, and wanted to lift himself up to hit the drumhead.

Half of the body was lifted, and suddenly, a sharp pain came, blood splashed on the drum surface, and the hand holding the drumstick also fell to the ground.

He was chopped off his right hand.

The murderer went and returned, standing in front of him, whispering: "Almost forgot."

Not far away, the movement here seemed to shock the soldiers patrolling the ground on the other side. Someone shouted: "Hello? Are you all right?"

The man pressed the felt hat and waved his hand in the distance: "It's okay! I fell."

On the ground, blood was flowing everywhere, and the dying sentry widened his eyes and died completely.

The night like an abyss approached the entire Liangzhou Guards.

……

In the morning of the second day, just after dawn, the recruits got up for dinner and went for a morning run at the martial arts field.

Hong Shan and Mai sat together for dinner. Not long after, King Huang Xiong and Jiang Jiao also came. Huang Xiong asked: "He Yan hasn't been released yet?"

Hong Shan shook his head.

“It’s not going to work like this,” Jiang Jiao said, “It’s surprisingly cold these few days. I heard Young Master Cheng say that there is nothing in the dungeon. The partners who had fought for the flag, even though they had criticized He Yan for the "green hat" matter before, they weren't all worried at this point.

"You said, after the superintendent returns to the guard station, can He Yan be released?" Wang Ba asked.

"It's hard to tell." Stone replied.

"Why?" Wang Ba was surprised.

"Now all Liangzhou guards know that He Yan killed someone, but if she has no evidence of the murder, no one can find it." Hong Shan sighed.

"What kind of evidence is needed for this? He is not a fool. He does not care about burying, and he leaves the corpse specially for others to use for stolen goods? This is the evidence!"

Wheat whispered: "This is too far-fetched."

Wang Ba stared: "Where is far-fetched? Where do you talk about it?"

While talking, there was a sudden noise outside, mixed with some people's exclamation: "It's dead! It's dead! Go find a coach!"

"What what?" Everyone went out to look, but saw a short, alert recruit anxiously: "The martial arts field, the brothers who were guarding the martial arts field are dead!"

It's all dead!

The expressions of the people changed, and they got up and rushed to the martial arts field.

In the martial arts field, blood flows into a river.

I don't know when the snow stopped. Some blood stains were buried by the snow, and some became ice and fell on the martial arts field. The brutal behavior of last night is vaguely visible.

There were dozens of sentries, no one stood guard at the platform or around the martial arts field. The corpses were placed in the center of the martial arts field, piled up and down, as if they were piling up rations for pigs and sheep. All the soldiers who died were killed with a single knife, and their throats were severed by the knife, which was extremely miserable. One of them was stacked on top. His right hand was chopped off from his small elbow. This man was wearing a sentry's clothes, and his right hand was chopped off when he wanted to beat a drum.

They were all companions who got along with each other day and night on weekdays, and they were killed just across a wall. For a while, everyone in the martial arts field was blushing. Some people hate to say: "Who did it? If I find out, I will...I must..."

Someone's voice came with a dull arrogance: "What must you do?"

I don't know when, behind the self-executive martial arts field, in the horse path connected to Baiyue Mountain, a cavalry came hula la, about a few hundred people, at most a thousand people. The head was a long-haired man. He was riding on a horse. He was wearing dark armor and holding a half-person-height machete. He was extremely sturdy and sturdy, with wide shoulders, a high nose, and his eyes were dark blue like a lake. color. His appearance is different from the life in the Central Plains. He smiled like a vulture drinking blood and grinding teeth, bringing up gloomy blood and palpitating heart.

"Who are you?" the recruits said.

The long-haired man at the head ignored them and just approached the recruit who had just spoken: "If you find out, what will happen to you?"

His smile was cruel and tyrannical. Facing this man, the recruit couldn't help shivering. He plucked up the courage and said: "I, I must seek justice for the dead comrades!"

"Really?" The long-haired man laughed, "How do you seek justice?" Before the recruit could answer, he raised his machete and cut it down!

With a sound of "boom", a figure passed by, blocking his scimitar, but was backed a few steps by the blow. After standing still, he looked at the long-haired man: "Your Excellency is so courageous. , Kill people in my Liangzhouwei!"

It's Shen Han.

"Teacher Shen, it is Mr. Shen who is here!" The recruits exclaimed with excitement, and they suddenly had a backbone.

"The chief coach?" The long-haired man looked at Shen Han, "Are you the chief coach of Liangzhouwei?"

"Who is your excellency?" Shen Han's face was sinking.

"My name is Rita Muzi, and I heard that General Wei, General Xiao Huaijin, General Fengyun, is going to fight fast, and he is here to learn, why? Xiao Huaijin dare not fight?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" A recruit couldn't help refuting: "You know that the governor is not there before you dare..."

"Shut up!" Du Mao stopped him, but it was too late.

"Not there?" Ridamuzi narrowed his eyes: "That's really a coincidence."

The coaches looked at each other, their hearts sinking gradually. The so-called seeking for Xiao Jue's advice is nothing more than an excuse. I am afraid that this person has long known that Xiao Jue is not in Liangzhouwei, so he brought someone to provoke him. It's just... At most a thousand people, facing tens of thousands of Erlang in Liangzhou, even if they are recruits who have never been on the battlefield, are they too arrogant? Or... another conspiracy?

The sentinels were killed overnight. If the enemy were the enemy, it would be impossible to do so, unless they really committed a **** and died at their own hands.

Ma Damei whispered: "What He Yan said is true."

What He Yan said is true. They are staring at Hu Yuanzhong these days, but Hu Yuanzhong stays on his own without any change. If he has accomplices hiding among the recruits, everything makes sense.

"Array." Shen Han ordered.

Tens of thousands of elite soldiers behind them all showed their weapons.

Since the other party is not good, the sons and daughters of Wei Wei, there is absolutely no reason to retreat.

Rita Muzi laughed loudly when he saw this. He said: "Hey, the chief coach, I am not here to fight you."

"Your Excellency seems to be a Qiang." Shen Han sneered. "Many years ago, General Feihong fought with the Qiang. I thought that the Qiang had no ambitions. Now I came to my Liangzhou guard and killed dozens of me, not for the sake of Fighting, will not always be peace?"

Speaking of General Feihong, Ridamuzi's face changed slightly. After a while, his eyes were glued to Shen Han, and he smiled sensibly: "The chief coach must not slander me. I only intended to discuss with Xiao Huaijin. Who knew that I passed by last night. Here, the sentry here is too unfriendly. I had a dispute with my brother and had to kill them all." He said lightly: "I thought that the soldiers Xiao Huaijin brought out were somewhat capable, but I didn't expect it. It was really vulnerable. When they died, they didn't even scream—"

"You!" The recruits were filled with indignation.

"Don't be angry, the chief coach, I'm here, really just to learn from each other," he looked at the recruits behind Shen Han with interest, "If Xiao Huaijin can't make it, let him be in the army. It's not good, you guys. It’s okay for the instructor."

Liang Ping took a step forward: "Your Excellency is too high on yourself. Why are we sure that we will fight?"

"Unwilling?" Ridamuzi clapped his hands calmly, a few people walked from far and near, and some people struggled and said: "Let go of me--"

Shen Han suddenly changed color.

Several foreign soldiers carried two people like a chicken. One was Cheng Lisu and the other was Song Taotao. Both of them had their hands and feet tied back, describing embarrassment and struggling.

"Teacher Shen!" Cheng Lisu saw Shen Han, as if he had seen help, and cried, "Who are they and why should we tie us?"

Who? Shen Han was bitter. He had already sent many people to guard the gates of Cheng Lisu and Song Taotao to protect them in secret, but they were still caught. The strength of the opponent should not be underestimated. And knowing to seize Cheng Lisu and Song Taotao to restrain Liangzhouwei, we can see that they are very familiar with Liangzhouwei.

"Now," Ridamuzi looked at Shen Han's face with satisfaction: "Teacher, are you still willing to discuss with us?"

Song Taotao shouted: "How can they learn from each other? How can they be so kind and deceitful!"

Shen Handao: "Okay."

"Quick!" Rita Muzi sat up straight: "The weather is too cold and I am too lazy. Just three. You can pick three of them." He said to the human behind him: "Brothers, who wants to go? Yes, go!"

Behind him, a person said: "Commander, Wala is willing to play!"

This is a very strong man. The Qiang people have always had a strong physique. Standing with them, the Central Plains people seem to be extremely thin. He is young, in his early twenties, but nine feet tall, like an ancient giant. He also has a fierce look, his eyes are slightly protruding like cows, and he is holding a scimitar, which is not easy to provoke at first glance.

"Okay!" Ridamuzi shouted: "Wala is so brave, worthy of being my son of the Qiang tribe!" He turned to Shen Han again: "Where are you?"

Walasheng is so weird and huge, it makes people retreat when they look at it. Moreover, the corpses in the martial arts field clearly show how cruel these Qiang people are, and no one responded in Liangzhou Weili for a while.

"There is really no one to fight, so you can teach it." Ridamuzi smiled: "This kind of battlefield is a good time to teach the recruits."

Liang Ping on one side gritted his teeth and was about to fight, when a voice rang: "I'll come."

This is a young recruit from the forward battalion, named Wei Huan, Shen Han still remembers this man, because he is also excellent at swordsmanship, one of the best in the forward battalion. However, the character is very gentle and shy, not as good as Leihou, so although he and Leihou are both outstanding, they are far not as eye-catching as Leihou.

By the way, when it comes to Lei Hou, Shen Han is startled. Where is Lei Hou?

"Are you?" Ridamuzi glanced at Wei Huan, and said without a smile: "The courage is commendable."

Wei Huan stepped forward slowly and walked to Wala: "I would like to discuss with you."

Wala laughed, only looked around, saw the high platform of the martial arts field, and said: "Just then, the height is very good. If I cut your neck off from it, the people underneath can see clearly. , Isn’t it great?"

Wei Huan's expression remained unchanged, Wala laughed loudly, and flew into the martial arts platform, saying: "Come on!"

The high platform of the martial arts field, these days, people have been there countless times, but they are all recruits from Liangzhouwei, and they are discussing with each other. The recruits watching the show are also in a relaxed mood, watching and pointing. See the flaws and excitement in it, every game has something to gain.

Because they also know that there are many such discussions.

There is no such boring thing as today, especially when Ridamuzi suddenly remembered something. He looked at Shen Han and said in a voice that everyone around him could hear: "The chief teacher, I forgot to tell you, we Qiang The rules of life and death are on the stage of life and death, regardless of life or death, only when one party dies can the winner be determined."

"What?" Liang Ping said angrily.

"Warriors must have the consciousness to die at any time. This is the supreme glory." Ridamuzi said coldly: "There are no exceptions."

On the stage, Wei Huan slowly drew the knife from his waist, and nodded to Wala.

……

The dungeon is as dark and damp as ever.

The guard at the door was gone for some time. The cell was quiet and silent. The needles were clearly audible when they fell on the ground, and the sound of human footsteps was particularly harsh.

The black shadow walked down the steps step by step. The shadow of the torch at the door shook slightly, and in the innermost room, someone curled up into a ball and fell asleep against the wall. It seemed that he was very cold and trembling, and his lips were pale.

The shadow stopped in front of He Yan's cell.

There was an empty bowl on the ground. I didn't know if it was water or rice. It was licked clean and the bowl was a little shiny. The thin quilt is so short that it can't even cover the whole body, curled up into a ball, it will still show your feet. She trembled slightly, and her face was pale and abnormal. Sombra looked at it for a moment, and reached out to insert the key into the lock hole, and with a "click", the lock was unlocked.

The people in the cell are still ignorant.

He walked in.

The young boy's spirited appearance in the past is no longer at all. This appearance is no different from all the prisoners. He seems to be a little bit regretful and a little vigilant, standing still, staring at the boy's face.

The boy was motionless.

After a while, the dark shadow slowly covered it.

At this moment, the young man raised his head suddenly, revealing a pair of eyes, black and white, not half sleepy, very awake.

"You—" He just had time to say a word. Before the knife in his hand fell, he felt a pain in his body. He was kicked in the center of the red heart. The pain caused him to kneel to the ground for the next moment. , After the white silk strangled his neck, He Yan's voice came from behind.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, Leihou."

Lei Hou was strangled with his eyes turned up, but He Yan's strength was extremely strong, his legs pressed against his legs, making him unable to move. Seeing Lei Hou was about to be strangled to death by He Yan, He Yan suddenly let go. Lei Hou suddenly got the space to breathe, clutching his neck and panting, he saw He Yan walk up to him in two steps, like prying open a duck's mouth, pouring something into his mouth.

Lei Hou was panting with his mouth open, how could he be able to prevent this, when he was about to drink the thing without a drop, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't exert all his energy, he just felt numb all over, but it took a while. He fainted and didn't move anymore.

He Yan stretched his feet and kicked him twice, confirming that the person was not moving, and then tore the white silk that was just now in two pieces and tied Lei Hou's hands and feet together.

That day, she asked Song Taotao if she had a weapon. But Song Taotao, a girl’s house, would carry a knife and a sword with her, she touched her body, and there was only a bottle of Mongolian sweat medicine. She came from Shen Muxue’s table, thinking that if she met a bad person, she could still use it. He Yan also became a living horse doctor and asked to come over.

This is not enough, she also borrowed Song Taotao's belt. Song Taotao's belt was re-purchased in Liangzhou by Tochwu after he returned to the guard. The fabric is special, very strong and durable, and it can be matched with rope.

When necessary, a belt can also strangle a person.

He Yan was thinking, since the other party is deliberately slandering her for murder and sending her to Liangzhouwei's dungeon, it seems that she is also afraid of her. When she enters the dungeon, the other party will definitely not give up, and will come to kill people. You must carry weapons with you to fight back at any time.

But all her weapons were confiscated, and only a bottle of Mongolian medicine and Song Taotao's belt were left.

Early morning today, no one came to bring her breakfast. This is very peculiar. At this point, it’s time to bring breakfast. Because of the begging of Song Taotao and Cheng Lisu, although Shen Han did not allow Song Taotao and the others to come to see her, he did not harshly treat He Yan's food.

On weekdays, the Weisuoli paid great attention to punctuality. No one came over at this time, so something must have happened.

He Yan was scratching his heart but couldn't get out. He didn't know what was going on outside. Later, I gradually calmed down. Since something happened, the other party's people will come here to take advantage of the chaos and kill themselves.

Before Song Taotao left, he didn't know what could help, so he gave He Yan everything, including a box of powder. He Yan smeared a little on his face, then wiped some on his lips, curled up in a ball, really like a prisoner who cannot afford to be seriously ill.

She was guessing what was going on outside, and she heard footsteps, so there was the scene in front of her.

He Yan dragged Leihou to the corner and lay face to the wall. The Mongolian sweat medicine was effective for eight hours. In this short time, Leihou would not wake up.

She left the cell, turned and locked the door.

Leihou became a prisoner.