POW camp

Hovis dismissed the attendants and closed the door tightly.Pinch Lan Ting's face, and pull out the handkerchief that was tightly jammed in his mouth.Lan Ting coughed desperately, unable to straighten his waist, and managed to catch his breath.

Hovis stared at him like two frozen flames, rage rising and icy cold.He endured and endured, and finally smiled sarcastically, and said: "Okay, Captain Lan Ting, you really showed your face today, even the special envoy of the Puman Empire had the honor to see your demeanor! It's really a shame to smash the enemy to death with iron chains!" Fucking fun, huh?!" The more he said, the more he got angry, he stepped forward and grabbed Lan Ting's shirt, and stared him in the eyes, "I said you can't let go of your stupid heroism first? Mom has warned you a long time ago, just this day! Can't you pretend you can't see it? Can't you rush forward?!"

"No!" Lan Ting said categorically, but he was also filled with righteous indignation, "What is stupid heroism? What is pretending to be invisible? Those are our soldiers, my comrades-in-arms! Do you want me to stand by and stand indifferent? Go You M's Hovis, you are afraid of death, I am not!"

Hovis laughed angrily: "Yes, I am afraid of death, I am a coward, you are great, you are a hero. The great hero Lan Ting, please can you consider the consequences before doing things? You killed him , relieved the hatred, and then? What did you get? What else did you get besides being almost fucked by that stupid pig of Gerber?!"

"Dignity." Lan Ting suddenly calmed down, and said word by word, "Tell those bastards, even if they are prisoners of war, the soldiers of Ole country are not easy to mess with! Hovis, I know you want What to say. I am impulsive, and I don’t care about the consequences, but in an emergency, someone needs to be impulsive and reckless. This time the escape plan failed, and there can be another time, but the morale of the Ole country soldiers must not be defeated by the enemy !"

"Ha." Hovis rolled his eyes and laughed mockingly, "Can there be another time? You fucking think I built the prisoner-of-war camp? Do you know how much effort it took to get the map? Do you know how to dig a tunnel? How many people have to risk losing their heads at any time? Do you know that I have to rack my brains to cover up this tunnel? Do you know that the soldiers we have installed have changed their defenses, and Fancheng will be completely closed to martial law. You have no chance at all All your efforts are in vain!"

It was the first time that Lan Ting saw him in such a gaffe of anger, waving his arms and walking around, his eyes were bloodshot.In the past, Hovis was always calm, didn't care about anything, and had a kind of chic and calm under his control.This time, it was originally under control.Rarely did Lan Ting not refute, feeling a little guilty.But he is a person who will never give up, especially for Hovis, not to mention that he feels that he is not wrong in this matter, it is just too coincidental.

There was silence in the room, and neither of them spoke for a long time.Hovis pressed his forehead with his fingers, and sat on the chair with his waist bowed, showing a kind of slumped fatigue.Lan Ting was a little surprised that this appearance was shown so often on Hovis.In his memory, Hovis always had a contemptuous attitude towards everything during the special training, he didn't care about anything, he was pompous and lazy.He always had to put in a lot of effort to complete the task, and Hovis took care of it lightly, and said to him sarcastically: "No way, Lan Ting, you are a nobleman, is this the only thing you can do?"

Lan Ting fell into the memory, and didn't notice that his eyes had been lingering on Hovis.

Hovis looked up as if sensing something.When the eyes of the two met in the air, Lan Ting immediately turned his head to avoid, with a look of annoyance and embarrassment on his face.

Hovis smiled, feeling a lot better, but he was soon weighed down by the things he was about to face.He whispered, "Lanting, you ruined Lauter's good deed, and he won't let you go easily."

"What can I do?" Lan Ting sneered, "At worst, shoot me."

"I've said it before, death is not the most painful thing." The anger that Hovis had just suppressed was provoked by his contempt for life and death, and he sneered, "Do you think it's over if you give you a bullet? He has There are thousands of ways to make you survive or die, and even be gang-raped by jailers until you go crazy, and there were many people like this in the past.”

Lan Ting glanced at him: "Yes, yes, if it weren't for the protection of Director Hovis, I would have been eaten to the bone. Thank you so much, I will remember it in my heart." He said in his mouth Thank you, but the tone is quite sarcastic.

"Ha, forget it in your heart and forget it." Hovis dragged out a long tone, and tilted his chair up, as if the hated Hovis was back again, "Don't you find me It's a little trouble, I'm already thankful. Your Lan family is the root of the trouble, both brothers are."

"Fart!" Lan Ting widened his eyes, "You are not allowed to talk nonsense!"

"Okay." Hovis stood up, "It's no fun bickering like this, let's do something serious." He walked up to Lan Ting, met his obsidian eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid you have to eat something suffering."

"Whatever you want." Lan Ting refused to show weakness at all, "If you don't take the opportunity to avenge your personal revenge and beat me up, are you still a selfish Hovis?"

"This comment is really pertinent." Hovis smiled and hung Lan Ting up.He went to the cabinet by the wall and opened the door, revealing three rows of whips of various kinds.He first took out a short and heavy one, weighed it in his hand, put it down again, and took out another one.This whip is relatively light, but it is covered with thin iron hooks. The advantage of using this kind of whip is that the scars it creates are bloody and terrifying, but in fact, it does not hurt the muscles and bones.

Howes took out a handkerchief and put it in front of Lan Ting: "Bite it, it will be better."

Lan Ting curled his lips in disdain: "Forget it, who knows if you washed it or not."

Hovis was amused, he squeezed Lan Ting's chin regardless, stuffed his handkerchief in, and said in a low voice, "Close your eyes, I'll start." Lan Ting stared even wider.Howes smiled helplessly, lightly kissed Lan Ting on the cheek, took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and swiped the whip.

Pain swept across his body in an instant, and before Lan Ting could catch his breath, the whip shadow flew down again.Howes is very skillful with the whip, but he also knows that Lauter himself is a master of torture. He can tell at a glance if he puts a little water, and if he wants to do it, he must do it thoroughly.Therefore, he gritted his teeth and was not soft-handed, but swiped the whip extremely fast, causing less pain.

Even so, Lan Ting passed out after dozens of whips, cold sweat mixed with blood seeped out drop by drop, and fell to the ground.Hovis didn't wait for him to wake up, and beat Lan Ting so painfully that he woke up again from the coma, and lost his sanity again after a while.After passing out three times like this, Hovis stopped.He was exhausted and gasping for breath, seeing Lan Ting's face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.He threw down the whip, raised his hand to caress Lan Ting's face, but stopped abruptly, clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "Come on!"

The soldiers outside heard the sound of the whip slapping the skin and the prisoner's muffled groans from the office, and knew that the torture was underway again.Although it has long been commonplace, when he came in, he saw Lan Ting hanging on the torture rack like a bloody man, and his personnel were unknown, so he was secretly startled, and looked at Hovis nervously: "Director."

"Bring this bastard to Lieutenant Colonel Lauter." Hovis ordered bluntly, "You don't need to say anything, just follow his orders."

"Yes, Director." The soldier hurriedly untied Lan Ting, and the two held the prisoner's arms, one on the left and the other on the right.Lan Ting's body dragged on the ground, drawing a long bloodstain.

Hovis waited for them to go out, and sat down on the chair at once. He picked up the wine bottle and drank a few mouthfuls of strong wine. He felt a fire-like pungent pain spreading in his chest. He looked at the pale ceiling, He let out a long breath of foul air.

After a while, two soldiers dragged Lan Ting back again. The prisoner was still awake, with his head drooping.A soldier said: "Director, Lieutenant Colonel Lauter said, this is your man, he is not easy to deal with, and he can't explain to you if he is disabled."

This is still unwilling to let it go, Hovis gritted his teeth and thought.He waved his hand, pretending to be very casual, and said lazily: "Then tie it to the table outside and let the other prisoners of war take a good look at it. This is the end of being strong!"

Di Heng took the cloak that Prince Haiya took off and handed it to the servant who walked in. His movements were well-regulated, but his face was still gloomy.Prince Haiya smiled and said, "Di Heng, are you still angry?"

"Subordinate, I really don't understand." Di Heng said angrily, "How can you bear it? They, they humiliated you like that..." He stopped, feeling that he couldn't continue.

Prince Haiya's expression was very peaceful. He sighed softly, sat on the edge of the bed, and said quietly: "I know their intentions too well. They just want to humiliate me in public, exclude me, and make me a member of the upper class of the entire Puman Empire. The laughing stock of him, he has never threatened them again." He smiled, "It's best to commit suicide in shame and anger, and it's over."

"Your Highness!" Di Heng was worried.

Haiya shook her head and said: "Don't worry, I won't do that. Do you know that Di Heng, Fancheng is actually the hometown of my queen mother, and it is here that she met the prince who went on tour in disguise. He returned to the imperial capital together." Haiya recalled the good times when he was young, and his eyes became gentle, "The emperor can't tolerate me, and he doesn't want to continue fighting this battle. I think he wants to surrender, but Fancheng will definitely become the capital of his negotiations with the enemy country." Although his voice was low, he was extremely firm, "I will never allow my mother's hometown to become the territory of the enemy country, even if I have only one breath left, I will defend it to the end. "

Di Heng looked at him, muttered for a while, and finally said: "Your Highness, have you ever thought about it, thought about it..."

"what?"

Di Heng paused, and said in a deep voice as if he was going all out: "Rebel, take the throne."

Haiya stood up "Huo": "What did you say?!"

"I said to rebel and overthrow this emperor." Di Heng, who has always been loyal and steady, suddenly became strong, "Your Highness, you are the only one who is qualified to own this country, and you have the true royal blood. You..."

"That's enough, don't say any more!" Prince Haiya snapped. He quickly looked around to make sure that all the servants were outside the hall and no one heard their conversation, so he stared at Di Heng, "You This idea is too dangerous, Di Heng, stop this matter here, or I will punish you."

"Your Highness." Di Heng didn't shrink back at all, but took a step forward, his tall figure enveloped Prince Haiya, "The emperor is fatuous and incompetent, and he can't lead the country's subjects to victory. Your Highness, don't you understand? This The real enemy of the empire is not the Ole country, but the emperor, the eldest princess, and all corrupt and corrupt officials. Your Highness, if you are really for Fancheng, for this country..."

"Shut up!" Prince Haiya said loudly.His face was flushed, and he was obviously very excited, with a rare sternness on his face, "If you continue, I will kill you!"

Di Heng looked at the prince silently, and actually smiled after a while. He bowed deeply and said, "Then, take care of yourself." He turned around and walked out.

"Stop." Prince Haiya stepped forward, "What are you going to do?"

Di Heng turned around with calm eyes: "Your Highness, from the first day I came to you, you knew that I definitely did not come here to serve the emperor. I am only loyal to you, Your Highness. Your will is mine. Will, your hope is my hope. If you want to take my life, I will never resist." He stared at Prince Haiya, with a look of longing on his face, "I am yours, Your Highness."

Prince Haiya's body trembled slightly, he pondered for a moment, and said, "Come back." His voice was much softer.

Di Heng walked back, still standing beside the prince.Haiya sighed, and said: "I can't, Di Heng. The war between the two countries is so stalemate now, and a slight change will be irreversible. It is the so-called influence of one hair that affects the whole body. Think about it, if I really raise troops to serve the king, the consequences will be terrible." How? The emperor and the eldest princess are bound to join forces to deal with me. What is even more frightening is that the country is already in turmoil. Once civil strife occurs and the enemy takes advantage of the situation, we will all become sinners in history. Di Heng, my personal honor and disgrace are not important, the key It's the country..."

Di Heng lowered his eyes: "This subordinate understands."

Haiya said, "I have something to trouble you."

"Follow His Majesty's orders."

"You have to personally protect the special envoy Gebo from Fancheng." Haiya said solemnly, "This matter is of great importance. Once Gebo has something to do, the emperor will have an excuse to attack me. You must closely protect Gebo's safety until He's out of here."

Di Heng bowed and said, "Yes, Your Highness."