major general

Speaking of Zhen Guo Mansion, it is really amazing.

In the Southern Dynasties, Emperor Wen was afraid of making great achievements and rising up, so he put the Zhenguo Mansion in an honorable and embarrassing position.

They have been fighting the Huns for so many years, and it is rare to be captured once, and they still live in a separate tent.

Bunle had iron shackles on his hands, and a stick passed through the iron straddle and hung on both sides.He had to stand on tiptoes, otherwise it would be like hanging the bacon at home, and it would sway when the wind blows.

Tsk, it would be difficult for him to find his brother if he was not locked up with other prisoners.

Wen Le cursed secretly, looking around.

After a while, a leader of the Huns came in.The man's beard almost covered half of his face. When he looked carefully, he found that the man had only one hand.

Wen Le thought about it carefully, and remembered that this person was the leader of that sneak attack.Originally, Sizhu wanted to kill him with an arrow, so he stopped him, thinking about messing with the Huns' barracks again.

The man's name was Wusun Lie, half of his arm was empty, and his sleeves were tied around his waist.He was holding a long whip in his hand, and it was still heavily stained with blood. He didn't know how many years it had been used.

Wen Le looked at the long whip, and thought in his heart, it's different for the Huns to graze all the year round, everyone can play well with the whip.

Before he finished thinking, the barbed whip greeted him.

hiss--

What a fucking pain.

Bunle lowered his head abruptly and gritted his teeth hard.

Wu Sunlie looked at the other party's collar that exploded in an instant and the blood stains on it that could not be concealed, and he felt much better, and said with a smile: "The superior has given me a task, asking me to get Bianguan Yuan out of your mouth. The military deployment map of the city."

After speaking, he whipped the whip up again.

This whip hit Wen Le's side ribs, Wen Le only felt a burst of heat in his ribs, followed by pain.

The ancients said that the skin is torn apart, and now I understand it just right.

Wen Le's head was covered with cold sweat, and the sweat seeped into the wound, making it even more painful.

Only then did Wusun Lie finish the rest: "But I have a personal grudge against you. When Wen Yue and you die, the Zhenguo Mansion will collapse. What military deployment plan is, is not important to me at all."

Bunle looked up at him, and said something in a hoarse voice.

Holding the whip, Wusun Lie slapped him first, then approached him with a sneer, and said, "What did you say?"

Bunle was very weak, so he glanced at him with difficulty.

Wusunlie looked around, then took half a step forward, leaned over and listened.

Wen Le said softly: "Do you have so many beards on your face to hide your ugliness?"

"you!"

The whip was raised high, and when it was about to fall, the tent was lifted.

Wen Le held the railing, and used his waist and abdomen strength to sideways.When the whip slapped the tent, it directly tore the cowhide of the tent.

Asi looked at Wenle's body, frowned and asked, "What did you ask?"

Wusun Lie was so angry that his complexion was livid, and he replied: "You have a tight mouth, you haven't asked yet."

Wen Le panted heavily, and said, "Hey! I'm young and I want to live for two more years. Is there anything I can't discuss? You have to do something about it."

"Ask you what would you say?"

"You don't tell me anything if you want to ask me, what should I say? Really think that I am the group of people in Guanxingyuan, can I judge people's hearts?"

Asi pursed his lips, looked at Wusun Lie and said, "Military deployment map?"

Wen Le just moved a lot, and now he is dangling on the railing, and then said: "General, let me tell you the truth. I met this soldier on the battlefield. We have a grudge against him. It is also right to come to revenge. But since he came in, he slapped me several times without saying a word, so it can be seen that the first thing he thought about entering this tent was to avenge himself, not the military camp."

How could Wu Sunlie know Wenle's sophistry, but the other party added half-truths and half-truths, and he was still powerless to refute.

Asi kicked Wusun Lie to the side, and the wooden table shattered with a bang.

Wen Le also had a pain in his waist and abdomen for a moment, and didn't dare to sway around, pursing his thin lips and blinking.

Asi retracted his legs, looked at Wen Le at the side, and said, "So, can the major general inform you of the military deployment plan?"

Wen Le stared at his big eyes, and said: "I am willing, but I am hanging and hungry, and my body is still injured, and my mind is suddenly very dull."

Asi waved back, and those soldiers stepped forward and put Wen Le down.

After hanging for half a day, Wen Yue's hands were almost broken, and he sat on the ground to relax for a while.

Aslin went out and glanced at Wen Le, and said, "Wusun Lie, guard the major general and make sure the general can remember the military deployment plan before tomorrow evening. Let’s report together.”

Wusun Lie clutched his chest, nodded with a pale face, and glanced at Wenle with hatred like a wolf.

Wen Le sat leaning against the tent, seeing Wusun Lie's appearance, he curled his lips into a smile.

What to look at, I am more handsome than you even if I am blind.

"Hey, let me say, I heard that the roast leg of lamb here is excellent, can I have one?"

Wu Sunlie scolded: "Shameless! Watch out for Master's whip to beat you to pieces!"

Wen Le yelled "Ah!", threw the pen on the table, fell crookedly on the ground and said, "Hands are so soft after I haven't eaten, I can't draw any pictures!"

Wusun Lie's face was so dark that he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him. He kicked Wen Le and walked out cursing.

Wen Le rolled away, and waited until there was no movement in the tent before looking down at the wound on his body.

The Xiongnu's whip was really powerful, and the wounds were cracked open one after another, which really answered what Wusun Lie said, "the skin is torn apart".

Wen Le came out with the spirits from the cabinet, moistened the wound with a veil, cleaned the wound, and tied it up neatly.

The wine touched the deep and visible bone wound, and the pain seemed to seep into the bone.

After treating the injuries on his body, Wen Le broke out in a cold sweat, and leaned against the cowhide tent to relax for a while.

Next to the place he was leaning on was a whole pair of wild wolf skins, the head had been cut off alive, and the eyeballs were gone, emeralds were embedded on it, making it even more creepy.

Wen Le took a closer look, and there was a faint dart mark under the wolf's fur.

Looks like it was shot in the sun, the scratches are still new.

There was a noise from outside, and Wen Le quickly sat on the ground, biting the tip of his pen and looking at the person coming.

Wu Sunlie came in first, followed by two young girls, wearing colorful robes and wearing agate hair accessories on their foreheads.

The roast leg of lamb was placed on the table, and Wen Le was so hungry that he watched Wu Sunlie sitting beside him, pulling one of the girls to make intimate.

Wen Le didn't squint, and concentrated on eating her roast leg of lamb.

Asi was afraid of his exquisite heart, so he tried every means to escape, and he didn't even dare to give him a small dagger.

Wen Le didn't feel ashamed, grabbed the mutton leg, and didn't look like the young master in Zhenguo Mansion at all.

A mouthful of meat and a mouthful of wine, this lamb meat is really different, compared with the grown-up mutton sheep, it has a mutton smell as big as a fingernail, it is just right to eat, it is fragrant, and the oil and juice are all over the fingers.

Wen Le took a nap after eating, and wiped off the oil on his hands with the hem of his sleeves.

His clothes were tattered and tattered. They were used to bandage his wounds and wipe his hands, so there was no clean place.

Wusun Lie at the side looked at his exposed arm, which was very beautiful with the unique lines of youth.Going up the arm is a silver armband.

It was hollowed out, a very exquisite craftsmanship.On the top is a pattern of oranges, vines are climbing, and the fruits that grow are inlaid with gemstones of various colors.There is a saying in Jinlin that oranges are auspicious. Children should not wear pine cranes or unicorns, because they are afraid of ruining their luck, so they use oranges as the base. It looks pleasing and also means auspiciousness and peace.

As soon as Wu Sunlie stretched out his hand, Wen Le hid to the side, but unexpectedly, he was slightly ill and couldn't escape, so he asked the man to take off the armband.

"What? General Wusun still has a preference for seizing characters?"

Wusun Lie played with the armband, put it into his arms with a smile, and said, "We Huns have always lived on horseback, competing for food, land, and women. Why? For you people from the Southern Dynasty, it is very Fresh?"

Wen Le looked at him coldly, curled his lips into a smile, and pressed the dry pen and ink between his lips.His lips were immediately stained with ink, and he took a pen to draw on the blank paper, saying: "Some things are precious, and people with poor fate can't hold them back."

A rare void in the arm.

Wusunlie was drinking and having fun, while Wenle was still drawing his military deployment map.

There was noise outside for military training, Wusun Lie stopped drinking and took the girl out.When he got outside, Wusun Lie looked at the tightly sealed curtain and said, "Take care of our 'guest', I won't let even a breath of wind, understand?"

The soldiers saluted, and immediately wrapped the tent tightly, with five steps and one post, so that even a breath of wind couldn't get in.

Bunraku listened to the movement outside, got up and raised a corner of the curtain to look out.

After about two glances, he saw clearly the densely packed soldiers outside.

It's not easy to get out from here, let alone where the damn prisoner camp is.Now that he was injured, he felt uncomfortable everywhere, so what if Wen Yue was saved, it would be better for the two brothers to be locked up together than now?

Wen Le was thinking about a solution in his heart, and just as he was thinking, some sand and dust fell from the top of the tent, which happened to land on the top of Wen Le's hair.

Wen Le dodged back and hid behind the wolf fur in the tent.

The person who came in was dressed in black, and his entire face was wrapped in a black silk scarf, so he couldn't see his face clearly, even whether he was a man or a woman.

His martial arts are not low, he seemed to sense something when he landed, and shot a dart at the wolf skin where Wen Le was.

Wen Le stepped on the corner of the table and retreated to the side, squinted at the man, and said, "Which brother?"

The man paused, but he didn't shoot the dart, and asked, "People from the Southern Dynasty?"

The atmosphere between the two is still tense and has not yet eased.Wusun Lie's voice came from outside, very arrogant.

The man took a step forward and struck Wen Le with the knife on the back of Wen Le's neck.

Wen Le only had time to punch him in the stomach before his eyes went black and he hit the ground with a bang.

The wind howled, and the sand blocked his ears all over.

Bunraku was wrapped in a black veil and heard a familiar voice.

"Good guy, did you steal someone?"

"...Your words are not very nice."

who is it?