Pedro poured a basin full of cold water and poured it on kharka''s face.


    Kalka, who was splashed with cold water, woke up from a coma. Because he was tied up, kalka accidentally hit the back of his head on the hard ground, which made his heart ache where he was hurt by yelisi''s page hammer.


    Kalka grinned and finally came back from the pain. He looked around at Chechen, Isaac and others. Although he knew that he might have been exposed, he still showed a friendly and harmless smile.


    "Cherchen bey, what are you doing?"


    Seeing that kharka was still pretending to be confused and nearly went to hell, Pedro was angry. He spat at kharka again, and then said fiercely, "enough! You goat fuck, we have seen your disguise for a long time. You are a spy sent by the Kalmyk, you traitor."


    Kharka turned a deaf ear to Pedro''s curse. He allowed Pedro''s saliva on his face to flow down his cheek, through his neck and into his collar. Kalka continued to look at Cherchen with innocent eyes and said, "bey, I think you must have made a mistake. I''m really the person sent by saijiet bey."


    "Pretend! Keep pretending!" Pedro kicked kharka in the knee.


    "You said you were a member of sajet, so why did you call those Kalmyks by the name of turhout?"


    Kalka secretly complained that she had revealed her flaws here. In fact, this is also a sparse place in kalka. He accompanied Yishi LAN Gelai to stay in the Kalmyk Khanate. Every day, he heard and saw the name "turhute". Even Yishi LAN Gelai was no exception. Over time, "turhute" became a habit.


    When he knew where he was and was seen to be flawed, kalka still had to die. He shouted wrongfully: "Allah testifies! Bey, I also heard a Kalmyk captured by us call himself turhute. I thought Kalmyk was a small tribe of their turhutes. That''s what I called it!"


    Seeing that kalka was so hard spoken, Chechen also admired him. Chechen squatted down, approached kharka and asked, "since you say you are a close person of saijietbei, you must know that Bei''s left leg has been hurt. Is his knife wound horizontal or vertical?"


    Of course, kalka was not bored enough to lift saijit''s leg, so he could only guess at Cherchen''s question.


    "It''s horizontal."


    "Wrong!"


    Che Chen stood up. He smiled and said, "no, the scar is vertical."


    Cherchen''s voice just fell. Kalka, who originally spoke with a smile and looked harmless to humans and animals, suddenly showed his ferocity. He opened his mouth, slammed his legs on the ground, and bit at Chechen''s thigh.


    "How dare the thief!"


    Fatima gave a scold, kicked kharka on the left face and kicked him out.


    Fatima''s blow was powerful. Half of kharka''s face immediately swelled, and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, mixed with three or four teeth.


    But kalka is smiling. Yes, he is.


    Kalka looked at Cherchen and others with the eyes of looking at the dead.


    "It''s too late for you to know. The great beginning, LAN gley, the real master of the Crimean khanate, has eliminated the two traitors Karachi and saijit. Khan and his allies are coming this way. Our iron cavalry will trample you into meat and mud. As for you,"


    Kalka took a look at Chechen.


    "Aleval Chechen, you ruined Khan''s hegemony, the great Yishi LAN gley will cook you. Khan will let you taste all the torture, and then you can''t die. Khan will take off your skull and make a wine glass!"


    "I''ll make your head into a nightpot first!"


    When Pedro saw that kalka cursed his nephew so much, he was angry. He kicked kharka in the chest.


    Kalka felt a burst of tightness, and his chest was burning. But after the pain, he continued to laugh wantonly.


    Pedro wanted to continue to teach kharka to be a man with his fist. But Chechen stopped him.


    Cherchen said to yelishei and Fatima, "help him up."


    Kalka was helped up. Now, the two have a face-to-face conversation.


    "Are you from Elaine gray?"


    "Yes, I''m the guard of LAN gley at the beginning of the greatest Crimean Khan. That saijett doesn''t deserve to lift my shoes."


    "Is it true that saijit and Karachi are completely destroyed?"


    Kharka raised his head proudly and said, "those two fools have long fallen into our Khan''s calculations. One of them was captured and the other was killed by random guns."


    "How many of you?"


    "You can''t count three days and nights. But you''ll see it soon. Don''t be scared to pee your pants!"


    Chechen stopped talking. This kharka will keep his mouth shut once it comes to military information. Obviously, what he said before is not true.


    "Asak clan leader, this guy is at your disposal." Cherchen handed over kalka to asak. Now he has a more important thing, that is to arrange the retreat.


    The Kalmyks will find out sooner or later that their trick has been seen through. He must return to cherkesk as soon as possible before the enemy cavalry arrives and use the fortifications there to defend.


    "Pedro, elishea, fedot, Hessen!" Chechen called.


    "Here!" the four said in unison.


    "I order! The rear team changes to the front team, the artillery team is in the middle, the Hessian cavalry protects both wings, and the mercenary regiment returns to cherkesk as soon as possible!"


    After giving the retreat order, Chechen said to Xie Miao again: "Xie Miao, you lead your infantry to form a defense formation, ready to block the enemy ready to pursue at any time, and I will let the Tatar cavalry of the head of Isak clan cooperate with you."


    "Yes!"


    Xie Miao also knows that the situation is urgent and every minute is precious. After receiving the instructions, he hurried to assemble the soldiers.


    Chechen is thinking about whether he has any omissions. After making sure that what should be done had been done, he was also ready to leave after being pressed.


    At this time, Chechen saw that the long-lived man of the Isak nationality cut down a tree trunk with two adult arms.


    Before Chechen asked, the head of Isak said first, "Bei, I''m going to punish this tough guy. I want to scare the cowards of the Kalmyks."


    How cruel column punishment is, Chechen knows very well. Generally speaking, he does not approve of such cruel punishment against people, even against the enemy. But this time, he agreed to execute the pillar punishment on kalka by the head of Isak clan.


    Because he has two considerations. First of all, the tartar named kharka is really hateful. He almost put everyone, including himself, in prison and destroyed the whole army; Secondly, since the dispatch of troops, their own army has suffered repeated setbacks and will retreat without even seeing the face of the enemy. This is a great blow to morale, especially for the Tatars who follow themselves. They follow themselves to win and booty, not to lose the war. All of them now urgently need to revitalize the morale of the army, wash away the shame of invincibility and defeat, let their subordinates vent their grievances and improve their cohesion by means of torture, and let the Tatars led by the leader of Isak have no way out except to follow themselves.


    "Very good, Isak patriarch." Chechen tried to resist the nausea in his heart and praised him against his heart.


    Listen to Che Chen''s praise of himself, the head of Isaac showed a happy smile. He urged loudly, "hurry up and let the villain know how powerful!"


    Isak patriarch dragged kalka. He patted kalka on the face and said to him, "OK, my friend. Your time has come."


    Kalka lay on his back, breathing peacefully, as if he didn''t know what kind of torture he was going to suffer. He was patted on the face by Isaac and heard Isaac call himself "friend". Kalka looked at Isaac and smiled.


    Suddenly, his face puffed up, then he took a breath in his mouth, and a mouthful of thick phlegm with blood spat on Isaac''s face.


    Isaac was caught off guard and sprayed all over his face. He took two steps backwards and almost fell on the grass.


    "Torture me!" Isaac shouted angrily as he wiped his face.


    Che Chen twisted his face and stopped looking.


    A Tatar came up to kharka and first poured a few mouthfuls of wine into his mouth. As a Tatar, kalka knows that after drinking wine, his nerves and consciousness will be paralyzed, and he will suffer longer pain and cannot die. He shut his mouth to keep the wine from flowing into his throat.


    The Tatar cursed. He was also an expert. When he saw that kharka didn''t cooperate, the Tatar pulled out his knife, forcibly pried open kharka''s mouth, and then poured it in regardless.


    When the liquor was poured into the mouth, several newly fallen teeth of kalka were surging into the heart. Then his voice burned like fire.


    That''s very strong wine.


    Then two Tatars came riding horses, and they put a thick rope around kalka''s feet. The patriarch of Isak stood aside, staring at kalka''s crotch and carefully commanded.


    "Slow down, slow down. Cooperate well and act in unison."


    The two horses started at the same time, the rope began to tighten, and kharka was dragged forward on the grass.


    In the blink of an eye, kalka''s body touched the tip of the stake.


    "Stop!"


    Cried the chief Isaac.


    Then, Isaac carefully adjusted the lower body position for kalka, gentle as his wife.


    Devil like tenderness.


    The tip of the stake was inserted into kalka''s anus.


    As the war horses continued to drag, the stakes were inserted deeper and deeper. Kalka''s skin was torn and his bones cracked.


    At the beginning, kalka stared, clenched his lips, and still endured with his will to keep himself from shouting, but how can such torture be countered by his will. Not long after, kalka began to hum and haw, and then the sound was as uncontrollable as the flood with the gate open.


    "Ah!" cried kalka. His complexion was as miserable as paper, sweat like soybeans flowed down from his forehead, and his hair was as wet as washed again.


    Che Chen couldn''t bear to listen any more. He wanted to cover his ears, but he realized that if he had done so long ago, he would only let the Tatars see his weakness, so he resisted this impulse.


    Seeing that the tip was inserted deep enough, the Isak longevity man erected the stake.


    Two Tatars dismounted and carefully inserted the stake into the newly dug hole.


    More than ten minutes later, kharka stopped shouting on the vertical wooden pile. He hung his head, blood flowing straight down from his stripped legs and dyed the stake red.


    Although the fire of life dissipates in kalka''s body, it dissipates very slowly. Generally, kalka still needs two to three days to die.


    If it was normal, the Isak patriarch didn''t mind putting kalka here and letting him die for three days and nights, but not today. They are being pursued, and the kalmec and Yishi LAN gley''s army will appear at any time.


    Therefore, after torturing kharka, Isaac decided to send him on the road faster.


    The Tatars put hay and tar on their fellow countrymen''s legs and lit them with torches.


    Seeing this, Chechen really can''t see it anymore. But he can''t take back his promise.


    "Asak clan leader, I''ll leave first. You''ll meet Xie Miao right away when things happen." Chechen ordered asak.


    "As you wish, bey," returned the patriarch of Isak.


    A smell of meat began to float in the air. Che Chen covered his mouth. He quickly got on the horse and chased Xie Miao.


    After only running more than two miles, Chechen caught up with Xie Miao.


    "Head, you go quickly. We are here?" Xie Miao said confidently.


    Che Chen bent down and asked Xie Miao a request.


    "Xie Miao, later, when the Isak clan leaders come over, you sneak to shoot that kalka."


    Xie Miao was stunned at first, but of course he wouldn''t disobey Che Chen''s order and agreed immediately.


    "Please."


    When Che Chen finished, he hit a horse to catch up with the big army.


    When the asak patriarch and others rode back happily, Xie Miao quietly got on a horse and came to the place where kalka was executed.


    At this time, half of the wooden stake inserted into the lower body of kharka, the fire on his legs had been extinguished, and the two strong legs were only charred bones connected to his body.


    Kalka''s vitality is so tenacious that even after being tortured, he still doesn''t faint, but widens his eyes.


    What a terrible and hateful look it was. Even the brave Xie Miao was startled.


    Xie Miao beat his horse and approached kalka.


    "May God forgive you!" Xie Miao said.


    Then Xie Miao pulled out his pistol and aimed it at kalka''s left ear.


    With the sound of a gun, kalka''s soul was finally free from the shackles of the tortured body.