Chapter 2366

The prisoner's teeth were clenched tightly, and his left face was firmly trampled by the smelly boot, making a trembling sound.

Because of his struggle, his right face in contact with the ground was bleeding.

Blood flowed from the side of his face, and the interpreter said disgustedly, "eat him, or I'll knock off your teeth."

The prisoner still clenched his teeth and was short of breath, but refused to speak again.

The interpreter borrowed a short sword, turned the handle and said with a smile, "I'll knock down your teeth one by one here. If you don't die, you can only drink water in the future."

"Ma song, eat it!"

In the back, someone was shouting in Daming dialect. Then a sergeant Haley waved his whip and screamed as scheduled.

"My Lord!"

The prisoner suddenly opened his mouth, the interpreter was stunned, then threw the tendons into his mouth, watched him chew hard, smiled and asked, "is it delicious?"

The prisoner let out a sound, but tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and green veins appeared on his forehead and temples.

When the general saw it, he couldn't help but be happy. He said, "there are still bones over there. Let that man eat them."

The beaten prisoner over there was finally free. He naturally took over the mutton leg bone with some fascia and said to the general, "thank you, sir."

Seeing that he was docile, the general felt no interest and said, "sweep the floor!"

So the prisoners continued to sweep the floor, and the fallen Ma song got up with blank eyes.

He swept the city numbly, feeling that life was loveless.

"Keep a useful body and wait for the opportunity."

Behind him came the familiar voice, which had made him compromise and saved his life.

That was Zhao Xing, a hundred family officials captured with him.

Zhao Xing has eaten the leg bone of the sheep, sucked the bone marrow, and greedily licked his fingers.

Ma Song said dejectedly, "Sir, it's too far."

Not only meiergan knows, but also Masong knows that the distance between the two countries is a natural barrier.

So he's desperate.

Zhao Xing looked around quietly and said, "don't despair. When the meat is charming, Daming will feel threatened. It's uncertain when the expedition will come. At least he should send envoys to test. If he can be taken back, even if he is disarmed and cultivated."

Ma song bowed his head, but he was not moved by these words.

"My Lord, I miss my mother. I don't know if she cries badly..."

Zhao Xing still looked like a fool, but the color of pain flashed in his eyes.

"Well, I want to."

……

Sweeping the floor is a mechanical and boring thing. Unless you have the determination of a sweeping monk, you will be crazy if you sweep the floor all day.

The prisoners swept the city until the afternoon,

Exhausted, they were driven out of the city.

Although the Hari people who guarded them didn't work, they stood like this all day. Naturally, they were in a bad mood.

The gate was also preparing to close. The sergeant guarding the gate yawned and looked carelessly at a caravan that finally entered the city.

"Check!"

Someone stopped the caravan, and then the sergeants cheered up and began to flip the goods on the carriage.

The goods are ordinary, mostly grain. Under the background of Samarkand construction, even these sergeants dare not blackmail the merchants transporting grain.

So the caravan was able to enter the city.

At this time, the cold sunset began to set, and the red and yellow glow fell on the head of the city.

Zhao Xing looked back at the city under the sunset. He felt desolate and at a loss

"Go back!"

The interpreter shouted. He also felt tired. He felt that if such days were day after day, he should change his job.

He looked lazily at the last few people entering the city, and then smiled.

The exposed skin of these people is dark. Now it's winter, so they must have been exposed to coolies for a long time in this summer.

The coolies nodded and bowed to thank the sergeant who was going to close the door, and then they were scolded. Only then did they feel secure and humbly smiled.

One of the coolies glanced at the interpreter and then at the prisoners.

"Why is it flashing?"

The interpreter felt that a light had stabbed him just now. He was too lazy to find it, so he followed the prisoners into the city.

And Zhao Xinggang also saw the cold eyes.

His heart moved, he pretended to look back at the city, and then glanced at the coolie.

It happened that the coolie inadvertently turned his head, so his four eyes were briefly opposite.

smile.

Zhao Xing swore that he must have seen a smile, and it was a familiar smile.

He was thinking about the meaning of the smile, but he couldn't get to the point.

The coolies soon disappeared after they entered the city.

It's getting dark. The stars are shining. The sky is unexpectedly blue. It looks like dawn.

Wang Yan is having dinner.

He didn't light the lamp. Because the lamp oil was very expensive, many people were reluctant to light the lamp. Therefore, most of Samarkand was dark. The brightest place was the palace, followed by the gathering area of dignitaries.

He tore the bread expressionless, then drank a mouthful and chewed it carefully.

After getting the food, eat it slowly as much as possible. The more carefully you chew, the more strength you can get from the food.

He chewed so carefully, quietly looking at the distant night sky from the open door.

Soldiers must be able to stand loneliness, otherwise it is difficult to entrust heavy tasks.

The night sky is very beautiful. Countless stars form a galaxy, which is densely hung in the sky, just like the sand on the beach.

In the dark, he suddenly stopped chewing, and then his body disappeared behind the door like a poisonous snake.

There are voices around, the voices of adults yelling at children, the voices of cooking, and the children's noisy voices

In the background of these sounds, a dark figure quietly appeared outside the door.

The shadow stood outside the door and stood still for a moment. Then he bent his fingers and gently knocked on the door twice and stepped in.

He walked into the house. When he looked back again, the door behind him had been closed quietly. A dark figure stood behind the door and looked at him coldly.

"My Lord."

"Why did you come to me at night?"

"Sir, in position."

Wang Yan nodded slightly in the dark and said, "the time is right. Samarkand is too calm. You haven't seen blood for a long time."

The shadow lowered his voice and said happily, "my Lord, my brothers have long been suffocated. How do you do it?"

Wang Yan's eyes flickered slightly in the dim light, "aren't there two civil servants quarrelling recently? They are noisy all day."

The shadow sucked his nose. "Sir, shut them up?"

"Yes, xinghebo has some words. I always think it's good."

Wang Yan's voice was a little erratic, as if he was remembering something.

"One of them says... If your tongue is useful, why do you keep the army? So don't talk nonsense if you can move your hand! The Hari people don't know this truth. Let's tell them."

……

Samarkand is charming at night. There are no pedestrians in the streets.

Occasionally, a team of sergeants came from a distance, and the footsteps silenced the people nearby. After they left, they began to talk with relief.

The most towering building in the city is the palace, where mieergan and his wife and children live.

There are warriors who are most loyal to meiergan in the palace. Unless it is an army mutiny, they will have no worries.

So the sergeants didn't stop or even take a look when they came here.

Those sergeants on duty in front of the palace were too lazy to look at these robes. In their eyes, these sergeants on patrol were coolies in the army and had a low status.

The patrol continued until it reached the gathering area of dignitaries.