Chapter 966

After a few months away, I saw the second prince of Northern Xinjiang again. The audience in the live studio couldn't recognize what this thing was.

[meow's wish]: anchor, the baby hasn't eaten yet. What's this thing?

[soul of love war]: abuse prisoners?

[naughty warm]: seems to be the second prince of Northern Xinjiang? Is this poor little man still alive?

They thought that the second prince was dead in the hands of Jiang Pengji. Unexpectedly, the family members of cockroaches had extremely strong vitality.

Of course, the two princes can survive until now, thanks to the care of several doctors day and night, otherwise they would have knelt long ago.

The second prince has a bad life. Every day is a supreme suffering. His legs are disabled and his tongue is cut. What's the meaning of living?

He knew it was boring to live, but he just couldn't summon up the courage to die.

It's better to live than to die. Isn't there such a saying in the Han family in the Central Plains?

After being hit one after another, the second prince counseled, and his pride has been polished clean.

He would rather eat pig food with chaff than die.

As long as he lives, as long as he lives, maybe Liu Xi can be killed after the prosperity of Northern Xinjiang, and then he can restore his original noble identity.

This idea supported the second prince to live a miserable life and force himself to live again and again. Now he has no courage to die.

He didn't have the concept of time. He only knew that he was doing well. Suddenly, someone took him out of his cage, washed him, rubbed down the bath mud, changed him clean clothes and washed his hair full of lice. He felt that the whole person was fresh.

"Ah - ah?"

The second prince had his tongue cut off. He couldn't speak. He could only make a meaningless "ah".

The nearby cage closed the second prince's most trusted staff. He was in a much better situation than the second prince. He had both hands and feet and could speak and listen.

Seeing that a group of people were going to carry the second prince away, the staff grabbed the cage post and hurried to ask.

"Where are you taking him?"

I thought he could be reused after being captured. I didn't know that Jiang Pengji didn't look at him at all.

Although he didn't say to kill him, Liu Xi didn't say to let him go. He could only spend his time in a cage.

In addition to no freedom, other treatment is not bad.

"Where?" The prison head glanced at his staff and said with a sneer, "today is an auspicious day. Naturally, it's to send him on the road."

The second prince had no problem hearing. Hearing this, he immediately struggled violently, landed on all fours and tried to climb away.

Several jailers tied him up without mercy.

Northern alien, damn it!

These prison guards are all local people in Chongzhou. They are the most powerful victims of the invasion of Northern Xinjiang and the war of Dongqing.

How can they forget the blood feud of tens of thousands of people on the Chongzhou border?

The second prince was no longer willing, he could not resist the power of the masses, and was soon thrown in front of Jiang Pengji.

"My family said that you are the most suitable sacrifice for flag worship."

Jiang Pengji glanced at the second prince coldly, with a sneer on her lips.

Today, she is dressed in a solemn nine chapter crown dress, a soap dress, a crimson dress, a coral Diao, a jade ornament and a sword, with her knees tied in front.

The layman watches the excitement while the expert watches the doorway.

Not to mention anything else, her ambition can be seen only from her clothes.

[old driver Lianmeng]: the nine chapter crown suit, a high-level crown suit that can only be worn by princes, is great for my anchor.

Ancient times are not modern. You can't wear any clothes. If you wear the wrong clothes, you will even kill yourself.

Crown clothes symbolize social status. Only the son of heaven, Duke, Hou, uncle, son, male, orphan, Qing and doctor are qualified to wear them. Crown clothes are different among different people. They are roughly divided into six categories, so they are also called six crowns. Although Jiang Pengji is one of the princes of Dongqing, the royal family of Dongqing has not been completely finished. Her social status is limited to "maruzhou shepherd", and other identities have not been recognized by the imperial court.

However, whether the court approves it or not, Jiang Pengji will not bird them.

As usual, most of the flag offerings are made with pigs, cattle and sheep as sacrifices, spilling their blood on the earth and offering sacrifices to God for military transportation.

In case of war, prisoners or enemy generals are often used to sacrifice flags.

Boost morale and make an example!

Jiang Pengji is now going to send troops to northern Xinjiang. What sacrifice is more inspiring than the second prince of the imperial court of Northern Xinjiang?

Before offering the flag, Jiang Pengji needs to make a long speech. Jiang Pengji uses the manuscript written by Wei CI.

Weeping blood word by word, it tells about the cruelty of foreign nationalities in Northern Xinjiang and the suffering of Chongzhou people, arousing the indignation and hatred of the soldiers.

As soon as the conversation turned, people were asked to bring the sacrifice to the altar. At this time, the hatred and morale of the soldiers had been raised to the top, and the killing sound was shocking.

The second prince shivered and knelt on the ground, and two people beside him were holding his shoulders so that he couldn't move.

"Today, countless wronged souls are sacrificed with this person's life! May God bless and level the northern Xinjiang!"

"Flatten Northern Xinjiang -"

"Flatten Northern Xinjiang -"

"Flatten Northern Xinjiang -"

A wave roared higher than a sound. Tens of thousands of soldiers and soldiers gathered together and shouted with one voice. Their killing intention reached the sky.

"Sacrifice the flag!"

Jiang Pengji brushed her sword out of her waist, and the snow-white sword body glittered in the sun.

Seeing this, the second prince was terrified. Regardless of his legs being disabled and his whole body being tied, he struggled violently and tried to break free.

He roared in vain, his eyes hung with red silk, and his tears condensed and slipped into his eyes.

However, the strength of the left and right "guard" is too strong. No matter how hard he struggles, others are motionless.

The second Prince changed his strategy and tried to kowtow to Jiang Pengji for mercy——

He doesn't want to be rich, and he doesn't want to be the second prince of Northern Xinjiang. He just wants to survive.

As long as he could live, he would not pursue Jiang Pengji's Revenge of sending someone to cut his tongue and break his legs——

However, Jiang Pengji has a stony heart. There is no trace of compassion and benevolence in her eyes, and her right hand holding the sword is even more stable.

"You are the first debt in Northern Xinjiang!"

After that, she raised her hand and waved her sword in the desperate eyes of the second prince, and a head with big eyes rolled down from her neck.

A strong stream of blood spurted from the wound, dyed Jiang Pengji's crown dress and the nearby battle flag red.

The second prince's head rolled twice. When his head stopped, his cheek just faced Jiang Pengji, and his eyes died.

"Flatten Northern Xinjiang -"

"Flatten Northern Xinjiang -"

"Flatten Northern Xinjiang -"

The second prince's body collapsed, his head was held high on the plate, and the roar of the soldiers below was higher and higher.

Jiang Pengji held her sword high, word by word, but her voice was not loud, but she was particularly firm——

"Flatten Northern Xinjiang!"

Emotions can infect people. In such an atmosphere, even those who are calm and self-contained will also become excited and hyperactive.

After sacrificing the flag, you will be on the stage.

Sun Wen at the bottom sighed, "I always feel that I have a wonderful Lord."

On one side, Wei CI listened and raised a warm smile on his lips.

Yeah——

His Lord is the greatest.