Rebirth Zhu Yuanzhang's King Summoning System

Chapter 63 Special Operations ([-])

The Yuan Bing on the left who was shouting loudly was moved by his act of loyalty. When he heard the shouts of the two Yuan Bing next to him stop abruptly, he turned his head in doubt and anger. In his fierce eyes, there seemed to be There was a bit of complaint.

The two Yuan soldiers on the right kept signaling with their eyes that danger was approaching.

Yuan Bing on the left snorted heavily, laughing at their cowardice from the bottom of his heart.He is a real Mongolian hero. He has a scar as big as a bowl on his head, and he is a hero again 20 years later.These cowards have really disgraced the Mongolian cavalry.Isn't it just punishment?If you need anything, just say hello!Frown your brows, grandpa is raised by your grandson!
Yuan Bing on the left followed the eyes of the two people on the right, and Zhang Shicheng's distorted smile suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Behind that smile, there was an unspeakable horror.

The "heroic man" Yuan Bing couldn't help but shivered, forcibly restrained his almost released bladder, and asked sharply, "What do you want?"

Zhang Shicheng raised the whip in his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I just want to beat you to death, or... you will be beaten to death by me."

His tone of voice was gentle and gentle, far less impatient and angry than Chen Youliang.

However, it was this gentle voice, like a cold poisonous snake, crawling along the soles of Yuan Bing's feet and all the way to his scalp.

Yuan Bing suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and forced himself to be calm: "Isn't it just a whip? If you dare, you will beat me to death! Frown, grandpa is not your ancestor!"

Zhang Shicheng who was insulted was not only not angry, but the smile on his face was even brighter.The thin red lips parted, revealing a row of sharp white teeth.He raised his left hand, took the whip for a while, raised his right hand and wrapped it around Yuan Bing's neck, slowly tightened the leather whip around his neck with both hands, and put his mouth close to Yuan Bing's ear side, said softly: "Is it comfortable? The more comfortable one is at the back."

As the whip gradually tightened, Yuan Bing's face turned from white to red, from red to purple, from purple to black, his two eyeballs seemed to roll out of their sockets, and his tongue stuck out longer and longer.

Seeing that his last breath was about to be suffocated in his chest, Zhang Shicheng suddenly loosened his grip and the tight whip relaxed, giving him a chance to survive at the last moment.

Yuan Bing gasped heavily, and after a long time, his face gradually recovered. He stared at the smile and the whip on Zhang Shicheng's face in horror, as if he had seen Shura who was in charge of karmic fire in hell.

Zhang Shicheng supported his hands, and the whip in his hand made a "cracking" sound, which made Yuan Bing get goosebumps all over his body.

"Tell me, where are Guo Zixing and Patriarch Peng who were captured by you?" Zhang Shicheng's voice was cold, without any warmth.

Reminiscent of his tormenting methods just now, several Yuan soldiers trembled.

Yuan Bing on the left had just regained his composure, his thick eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were tightly closed.

Facing the Han people's questioning, he no longer shouted long live the Mongolian cavalry, but wisely chose to shut up.

Zhang Shicheng's eyes fell on Yuan Bing in the middle, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became wider bit by bit.The soldier in the middle shouted anxiously: "Sir, spare your life! I am a soldier who has just been transferred from the royal camp. I have no idea about Marshal Chahan's movements! Please don't kill me!"

Zhang Shicheng turned his head and exchanged glances with Zhu Yuanzhang. They both understood in their hearts that the Royal Battalion was always an elite army under the personal control of the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. How determined is it.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows, his eyes drifted to Yuan Bing on the right, and motioned Zhang Shicheng to interrogate Yuan Bing on the right.

Zhang Shicheng didn't go there, instead, he walked up to Yuan Bing in the middle with a smile on his face, wrapped the whip around his neck gently, and said softly, "Then tell me, of the two of them, who is Chahan Tie?" Muir's direct soldiers?"

I have to say that luck is very important in many cases.

For example, the patrol team they encountered happened to be the guard directly under the charge of Chahan Timur himself.Except for a few soldiers from the Royal Battalion who had just been recruited, the rest were all guards who had followed Chahan in the north and south for many years.He knew exactly what happened in Shuai Zhangli.

Yuan Bing felt very keenly that the whip around his neck was being tightened bit by bit.He didn't dare to delay for a moment, and shouted directly: "Both of them, both! They are both the personal guards directly under Marshal Chahan!"

Zhang Shicheng loosened the whip around Yuan Bing's neck, patted him on the shoulder, took out a piece of bread and stuffed it into the mouth of Yuan Bing in the middle. The cake was swallowed clean.

Some difficulties, when we face together, do not feel anything.But once someone breaks through first, the rest will be unable to sit still.

The other two Yuan soldiers who were also hungry saw that the one in the middle actually had cakes to eat, and the hunger they had finally suppressed was once again overwhelming. They gulped their saliva and looked at the rest of Zhang Shicheng's hand. bread.

Zhang Shicheng turned around, and slowly toasted the noodles over a low fire. The aroma of malt penetrated into Yuan Bing's nostrils, like a lock that seduced the soul, firmly grasping their bodies and minds.

"Who said?" Zhang Shicheng said calmly.

Just as the Yuan Bing on the right was about to speak, he was stopped by the ferocious eyes of the Yuan Bing on the left.

Zhang Shicheng looked at the bread in his hand and sighed: "It seems that you still prefer the feeling of being abused."

After speaking, he got up and walked to Yuan Bing on the right, put the delicious noodle cake back into his arms, and picked up the leather whip on his waist again.

The face of the Yuan Bing on the right obviously became unsightly. In a panic, he looked at the Yuan Bing on the left, and then at the grinning Zhang Shicheng in front of him. He finally broke down and shouted loudly: "I say! I say!"

Zhang Shicheng patted his face and said: "That's right. After all, where is he locked up?"

The soldier on the right swallowed: "Hero, I'm hungry. Can you let me eat two bites of pancakes?"

Zhang Shicheng's hand that slapped his face was visibly paused, then he raised his right hand and slapped him fiercely on the face, with a murderous look in his eyes: "What qualifications do you have to bargain with me? Say it!"

Yuan Bing's face was burning with pain, especially when he looked at Zhang Shicheng, his whole body seemed to have fallen into a hole in the ice. He said with a trembling forehead, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I say! I say! "

Yuan Bing lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Zhang Shicheng's eyes, and continued: "We have been notified to defend Juelongling with all our strength, and very important people are being imprisoned there. But, are they the people you are looking for? I really don’t know.”

Zhang Shicheng strode up to Yuan Bing on the left, his face was full of pain after the news was leaked.It seems that the news about Juelong Ridge is true.

Juelong Ridge.

Master, don't be afraid, we are here to save you.

(End of this chapter)