The cloth on Pei Shuo''s front is much darker than that in other places.


    Another stick fell and the long stick broke in two.


    Pei Shuo kept silent, biting his lips, biting his lower lip and bleeding, and suddenly didn''t feel it.


    The leader waved his hand temporarily and asked Pei Shuo a question: "were you on Feihu mountain a year ago?"


    It''s just a statement, not a question. He wants to get his answer here in Pei Shuo.


    "It''s me."


    Pop!


    The man with the whip suddenly jumped up and whipped his head from top to bottom.


    The clothes and silk are cracked. It can''t be regarded as clothes. It''s just the remnant cloth hanging on Pei Shuo. Under the clothes, the skin passed by the whip was completely cracked, the front was completely penetrated by blood, and the cloth on the back was wet by sweat and tightly attached to the body.


    Pei Shuo spit out a mouthful of blood foam.


    When he got the answer, the man stopped staying. Before he left, he waved his hand to his accomplice and finally split his palm.


    Pei Shuo saw clearly that it meant to do it.


    The people who stayed here replied clearly and watched the man leave respectfully.


    When the leader was sent away, they clenched their fists, their joints crackled, and they still had accounts to settle with Pei Shuo.


    Beiyi worshipped force and more satisfied with the sense of conquest from boxing to meat.


    Pei Shuo vomited blood from his internal organs. His consciousness seemed to be pulled out. He looked on coldly as those people beat and tortured his body, as if he looked at the enemy''s torture of others.


    Perhaps his eyes looked directly at the Beiyi people who raped him without any emotion. The Beiyi people had a cold back. Those eyes peeped into their hearts and pricked out the fear hidden in the dark.


    "What are you looking at?" A punch hit Pei Shuo in the eye socket.


    Pei Shuo lost too much blood. Not only was he dizzy, but his sight became more and more blurred. A voice gradually sounded in his mind and the familiar figure: "ah, I brought you lard and meat floss..."


    Yes, he hasn''t finished eating pig oil residue yet.


    Also, his father said that if he died in the battlefield, he would find a way to collect his body, but he didn''t die in the battlefield. How could he die under the Revenge of the Beiyi people?


    At the last moment, Pei Shuo thought a lot, a lot.


    The people who set out for Shizi mountain haven''t seen him. He killed two people on duty in Feihu mountain, and the inner man was also dealt with by the centurion. How do these people know him?


    "If you don''t break him up, I''m sorry for my two dead brothers!"


    "Just get angry and make a quick decision. Don''t delay too long, create complications and destroy the military plan."


    Vaguely, Pei Shuo heard their conversation, but he really couldn''t go back.


    But in the next second, the punishment room suddenly lit up, and the darkness shone into a beam of light for no reason. Suddenly, I saw the light, which hurt people''s eyes.


    "Who?"


    "Your grandpa!"


    Li Yongwu kicked the door open and swaggered in with a knife. He had many whip wounds on his body and the scar on his face was not terrible at all.


    Very handsome. Pei Shuo''s mouth slowly grinned.


    Seeing that Pei Shuo was more angry and less angry, Li Yongwu looked like he was going to die. He raised his knife and cut the barbarians to the north.


    Pei Shuo''s eyelids became more and more heavy. The minions around Li Yongwu ran towards him. He seemed to be saying something, but he couldn''t hear clearly.


    Be sure to ask his name next time.


    Pei Shuo closed his eyes.


    Li Yongwu fought his way and protected the centurion and Pei Shuo like an old hen. They were supported or carried by soldiers who were not seriously injured.


    Only after leaving the punishment room did I know that it was a house, and it was less than 20 miles away from Yanmen. The wing room was transformed into a punishment room by them. The king of the Beiyi population had left the house. The Beiyi soldiers, those who interrogated them, were cleaned up. The faster they went to the back, the faster they cleaned up.


    Fang Jiabao shrank in the middle of the team and held the knife tightly. His hands could not stop shaking. Bright red marks were left on the sharp blade. Even if he was protected by other strong companions in the middle of the team, he was still terrified and did not dare to recall what happened half an hour ago.


    He killed someone.


    Kill the Beiyi soldiers.


    The soldier who pressed him.


    He even dared not look at Pei Shuo, who was carried in front of him. Whenever his eyes touched, he quickly took back his eyes, or his eyes fell on others.


    The search and rescue team is getting bigger and bigger, thanks to the veteran veteran of Xiliu camp. An expert like Li Yongwu was brave and endured the pain. Seeing that the time was ripe, he broke free from the shackles and killed the people interrogating him. He saved his companions nearby and strengthened the team.


    After rescuing the centurion, notify Yanmen with fireworks signal and wait for Yanmen to send cavalry for rescue.


    Five days later.


    Pei Shuo opened his eyes.


    With a tiled head, the roof is familiar.


    "I... live?" Pei Shuo blinked and took a deep breath. The viscera in his chest hurt so much that he wanted the whole person to shrink into a ball. The pain also reminded him that he was really alive.


    "Yes, young master, you survived." Peibo sat beside him with a bowl of medicine.


    Pei Shuo glanced aside, surprised and shy: "Why are you here? My father... "


    My own guard, who should have been in the founding Hou''s house, turned up here. Does Dad already know? Lying in bed half dead, he was not injured in glory on the battlefield, but was plotted by the enemy.


    Dare not say, still want to face.


    But——


    Pei Bo can appear in front of him. There must be a sign from his father Pei Zhengwen.


    Oh, pills.


    "Yes, the general and the old man are worried. They specially asked me to come." Just as I arrived at the Xiliu camp, I saw the young master was carried back with the rest of his breath. I was frightened and patted my chest: "fortunately, miss a Yao brought you golden sore medicine and ginseng."


    "Ah Yao... How is she now? Is she thin or fat? Is the moon good for her?"


    Is that the point, young master? Peibo stomach Fei. One by one, before Pei Shuo asked again, he opened his mouth first: "if you don''t want miss a Yao to know, please have a good rest. I will stay in the willow camp for a long time. "


    “……”


    Pei Shuo blushed and stared at Pei Bo angrily. How can you just pick soft ribs to poke.


    Pei Bo decided to leave calmly.


    When Xiliu camp went out, it damaged more than half of the soldiers and alerted Yanmen up and down. Even under their eyes, there was an enemy stronghold!


    Among them, Pei Shuo and Centurion were the most seriously injured. When they were carried back, their faces were like gold paper. The military doctor tried his best to deal with their injuries. He shook his head and said to the people that it would be difficult to survive that day. Yanmen couldn''t find the most critical and life-saving herbs in the prescription. I''m afraid people would be cold when they set out to Yanzhou.


    Li Yongwu pursed his mouth and punched the wall.


    Other soldiers also lowered their heads to prevent people from seeing the blush in their eyes.


    Pei Bo came to Xiliu camp with his luggage on his back, just like rain in time.


    Afterwards, he was also glad to go to find a Yao before he set out. A Yao heard that he helped carry things. He packed up the gold sore medicine, traumatic injury ointment and ginseng to Peibo, saying that he was very relieved to bring things.


    He was even more glad that he had gone through the storm and just used ginseng to hang Pei Shuo and the centurion''s life, giving the military doctor enough time to go to Yanzhou to buy Herbs to save them.


    The centurion woke up two days earlier than Pei Shuo. When Pei Shuo woke up, he was much better and could reply to the people sent by Shangfeng.


    Fang Jiabao was called to ask questions, and his face was nervous.


    "Don''t be nervous. Tell me what happened that day."


    "That day." Fang Jiabao clenched his clothes and his body was tight. As he continued to narrate, he looked left and right and couldn''t find the truth. "He didn''t ask anything. He hit me when he came up. Later... Later, I killed the Beiyi who interrogated me!" His voice was suddenly sharp and high. In retrospect, it was still a nightmare. The river was tumbling in his stomach, and the feeling of nausea poured into his throat, "vomit --"


    He ran to the wall, supporting the wall with one hand and covering his mouth with the other.


    "Every soldier will have such an experience for the first time. You are defending your country, not an executioner." The person who asked him patted Fang Jiabao on the back and comforted him, "you have made a small military achievement. You not only have no crime, but also reward. Relax."


    "Really?" Fang Jiabao smiled on his pale face.


    "Well, go back and have a good rest. Your military skills won''t be lacking."


    Fang Jiabao was flattered and walked out of the door as if in the clouds.


    He took a quick look at Pei Shuo''s residence. The autumn wind blew and the sun fell on his face. Now he is in a good mood.