Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Historic -> Great Wei Nengchen

Chapter 324 Song Zhong Wants to Cut Off His Hand

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search "Da Wei Nengchen" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

    "Stinky handsstinky hands! You are really killing me, I will chop you off sooner or later!" Song Zhong now hates his right hand extremely, because it was the one that just drew a red-headed death lottery for him!

    Song Zhong was originally the most ordinary lieutenant under General Ji Ling. He came from a poor background and had average martial arts skills. He was one of those people with no backing, no ability, and no merit. He survived only through his own hard work.  The current position is that of a small character who can barely enter the Chinese army's tent for a meeting, but has to stand in the last row.

    But today he became famous. Hundreds of generals drew lots to decide who would go to the enemy camp. As a result, Song Zhong was favored by the god of fate, or rather the god of death. The only 'red-headed death lot' was drawn by his right hand.  !

    Since you have won the lottery, you must go, otherwise Ji Ling will chop him with a knife. If you go, you will be close to death, if you don't go, you will be dead, so you might as well go!

    After saying goodbye to a few friends and drinking a bowl of Zhuangxing wine, Song Zhong took a letter and a large number of gifts to the enemy camp to pay a visit to the famous 'Ghost Face Xiao Lang!  ¡¯

    As a soldier, Song Zhong is not particularly courageous, and he has never killed anyone on the battlefield, but what he saw today frightened him to death. When he arrived at the gate of the camp, the first thing he saw was a long  A string of human heads, from east to west, were hung on the wooden railing outside the camp gate so densely that you could not even see them at a glance. It was conservatively estimated that there must be at least 1,800 heads. These heads were either ferocious and terrifying, or they died with their eyes open, and many of them are still there.  There was blood dripping down, obviously it had just been chopped off not long ago.

    "The God of Death, he is indeed the God of Death!" Thinking of the evil reputation spread in the camp about 'Ghost Face Xiao Lang', Song Zhong felt that his legs were weak, his neck was sore, and a cold air rushed from his heels to the top of his head.  He was just trembling, "It seems that I can't go back this time. Unfortunately, there is still a yellow-faced woman and three children waiting at home"

    "Who is coming?" A warning buzzer was accurately inserted in front of Song Zhong's feet. At the same time, more bows and arrows were steadily aimed at him. As long as there was a slight movement, he would immediately turn into a hedgehog!

    "Brothers, don't get me wrong. I am here as an envoy to your camp under the orders of General Ji Ling. Please give me a report!" Song Zhong explained his purpose and raised his hands high to indicate that he did not carry any weapons.

    "Wait where you are. If there is any movement, I will shoot you into hedgehogs immediately!" A figure flashed behind the camp gate, obviously going to report the news!

    After a while, I heard three horns sounding from the Chinese army's tent. This was the signal to open the camp door!

    "Please!" Two rows of shirtless swordsmen, holding ghost-head swords, set up a long passage, leading from the camp entrance to the Chinese army's tent!

    "This is a mountain of knives to cross!"

    At this point, he could no longer retreat. Song Zhong gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and walked in with his eyes closed. He almost bumped into the executioner several times. He had to show his smile with his teeth bared, and cupped his fists and raised his hands one by one, "Brothers  Thank you for your hard work You must hold your hands steady!"

    After finally reaching the Chinese army's tent, a large iron pot full of boiling oil appeared in front of him. Next to him, there was a tough fat man who was putting seasonings in it. He was stirring and chattering, "Well,  The general has a strong taste, so please add more salt!"

    And the way the fat man looked at Song Zhong, it felt like he was looking at a mutton cake about to be cooked, choosing the fat and the thin!

    "My mother, I still need to get into the frying pan!"

    If Song Zhong hadn¡¯t gone to the hut to squat for an hour and emptied his stomach, he would have been so scared that he would have peed now!

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away from the "Ghost-faced Xiao Lang" who likes to eat human flesh. It is said that Hua Xiong, the heroic general of Xiliang back then, was cooked by him. Wowit's so scary!

    "Little Song Zhong pays homage to General Xiao!" Song Zhong didn't even dare to raise his head. Song Zhong watched the two rows of boots walking in. When he got to the handsome case, he knelt down with a 'pop' and paid homage with a big salute!

    "Oh, what did Ji Ling send you to do?" A cold and arrogant voice sounded, with a hint of murderous intent!

    "My general has always admired the general's bravery and bravery, and I specially ordered the villain to send me a small gift to show my friendship!" Song Zhong took out a gift list from his arms, "Here are five thousand dendrobiums of corn and five thousand husks of fine silk and satin."  One hundred horses, five hundred catties of gold and silver each, and ten stunning beauties from Huainan, to serve the general in his daily life!"

    "Haha! Ji Ling is quite sensible. I have accepted all the gifts. Okay, you should get up too!"

    "Thank you, General!" Only then did Song Zhong dare to raise his head, and saw a black-faced young man sitting on a tall tiger-skin chair, wearing a Chiyou ghost-faced helmet, Chi-patterned cold iron armor, and a sword across his waist.  People don't get angry and are proud of themselves, especiallyThose 6-year-old eyes are dark and translucent, like a bottomless black hole that makes people fall deep into it

    "The famous 'Ghost Face Xiao Lang' turns out to be so young!"

    Song Zhong was very surprised. If he hadn't seen the respectful look of the generals on both sides of the tent, he would have almost thought that the person sitting in the seat was a fake. According to legend, this 'God of Killing' was two feet tall, with a waist that was ten inches wide, and eyes that  Sai Tongling, with a bloody mouth, turned out to be a handsome boy. Although he is a bit darker, he is very attractive!

    After finishing the exclamation, there was a surge of admiration. Everyone was a soldier, but look at what they did. He was in a high position at a young age and commanded tens of thousands of troops. General Ji Ling was also well-known in Huainan.  He is a good character, but he has been criticized by others as "he is quite sensible"

    "Hey! It's really hard to compare goods, and it's hard to compare people to death!"

    "Ji Ling asked you to come, do you have anything else to do besides giving gifts?" Xiao Yi had a freshly cooked leg of lamb in front of him.  Take a sip of wine and look particularly arrogant!

    "This, my general said, Yuzhou has now become a land of no one. As the saying goes, he has a share. He is willing to share the six counties and cities equally with the general, half for each family, and make a blood alliance and forever friendly!" Song said  Zhong took out another letter from his arms and sent it carefully!

    "Split the city equally? Half the family!" Upon hearing the conditions proposed by Ji Ling, all the generals in the camp were ecstatic. They knew their own affairs. Even though they had gathered tens of thousands of troops now, they were all a mob. They were really beaten to death.  The battle is worthless!

    Ji Ling actually has 50,000 troops and is very powerful. Now that he can divide the land of Yuzhou equally, it seems that they have taken a big advantage!

    Therefore, everyone looked at Xiao Yi, hoping that their general would agree quickly. With such conditions, it is already quite good!

    "Damn it, Ji Ling, did this brat take advantage of his ambition?  He alone dares to share the land of Yuzhou with me?" Xiao Yi seemed to have been greatly insulted, his little face was livid with anger,  In the next moment, he tore the letter into pieces and threw out the meat cleaver in his hand. If Song Zhong hadn't been quick to dodge, he would have almost been stabbed to the core!

    "Go back immediately and tell Ji Ling to wash his neck. In a few days, this general will take off his head, hang it on the flagpole for public display, and divide it equally with me Bah!"

    Xiao Yi spat out Song Zhong's saliva, which scared him so much that he ran away with his head in his hands, fearing that he would be killed if he ran too slowly!

    However, when he ran out of the Chinese army's tent, he happened to meet a messenger running in, shouting loudly, "General, our reinforcements are coming. Thirty thousand Qingzhou soldiers from Shanyang County have arrived  "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report