The three Yellow Turban thieves were forcibly pressed to the ground by several county guards who were like wolves and tigers. Looking at Ye Zhao sitting on the throne of the hall, the three of them struggled wildly, and one of them roared: "Dog official, even if he dies, he can't imagine that he betrayed God."

"Okay!" Ye Zhao praised: "What I admire most is a hero like you."

"Hmph!" The Yellow Turban general who was named after the yellow turban raised his neck and looked down on Ye Zhao's praise.

"For the righteous man, if I force confession with words and deeds, it would be a humiliation of the righteous man's name." Ye Zhao pulled out the sword with a warm smile on his face, walked down from the table, and stabbed the sword into his chest little by little under the astonished gaze of the Yellow Turban general.

Ye Zhao's sword was not fast. Others could see Ye Zhao's sword pierced into the other party's heart at a constant speed. Ye Zhao's face always had a warm smile that had never changed. He was smiling happily. The Yellow Turban general swayed his body frantically, trying to break free, and even screamed in his mouth, which made people feel like they were in the scene.

"My sword is not strong. If I meet a good swordsman, I'm afraid I can't walk for a few rounds." Ye Zhao admired his painful expression and smiled: "But I have a lot of experience in the human body. I know where the pain is the most. I won't kill you directly, but it can make you worse than death and make you suffer to death!"

"What are you going to ask!" The Yellow Turban thief roared in pain.

"I don't want to ask anything." Ye Zhao was unmoved and continued to stab the sword.

The angry curses and screams finally turned into pleading. Ye Zhao stabbed the other party's body for a quarter of an hour before piercing the other party's body. Blood and sweat flowed all over the ground. The Yellow Turban general lay on the ground like a dying fish. His body, which had already been exhausted, twitched unconsciously on the ground, but there was a sense of relief and satisfaction on his face, and even a little smile. However, this strange smile made everyone present feel cold in their hearts.

Ye Zhao waved, and a county official handed over a hand towel in fear.

Wiping the sweat from his head, Ye Zhao smiled and said, "This interrogation is sometimes a hard work!"

Zhang Xiang swallowed, and he regretted coming to watch. Even Qiu Chi, who had been with Ye Zhao for many years, had a pale face and did not even dare to look at Ye Zhao's smiling face.

Ye Zhao turned his head and looked at the other two leaders of the Taiping Sect with equal pale faces and smiled: "What I like most is hard bones. I hope you don't let me down."

"Eunuch, we are willing to surrender, please give me kindness!" The leader of the Taiping Sect who had been looking at death before was pale at this moment, and he knelt down in front of Ye Zhao with fear and kept begging like pounding garlic. They saw the death of their companions throughout. Although they did not feel that pain, their companions' torment and the relieved smile before their death completely destroyed their defense.

What kind of pain can make people regard death as a relief? They don’t know, let alone know.

"There is no need to surrender." Ye Zhao shook his head in disappointment, sat back on the table, and looked at the two of them and said, "How do you contact the outside of the city? Have Liang Fa's traitors been in contact with you and others recently?"

"Return to the Envoy." A leader of the Taiping Sect wanted to answer the questions, but Ye Zhao reached out to stop him.

"Come one by one, answer first, pull him down, and I will ask the same question later. If what you two say is different, believe me, I will teach you to regret that your mother brought you into this world!"

Qiu Chi understood and hurriedly instructed several county guards to take one out of the court, leaving only one kneeling in the hall alone.

"Say!" Ye Zhao pulled out the sword again, and used the bloody tip of the sword to pick the dirt inside the cracks of his nails. The smile on his face was gone, and he said calmly.

"I don't know that this villain is responsible for contacting the city, and he has always been the leader Pei."

"So, are you useless?" Ye Zhao sat up and looked at the man with a smile.

"There is... the villain knows where the leader Pei is, where the other fourteen leaders in the city are, and now there are me in the city... 576 Taiping Cult members have not been captured."

"Then say it out." Ye Zhao said calmly: "You should know that if any person's name or position differs from another person, you both will die, and you will die miserably."

"The villain said nothing is false." The leader hurriedly promised: "The leader Pei is named Pei Yuanshao. He was originally a knight of Yangliang, and he is quite brave..."

"Wait, you said that person is Pei Yuanshao?" Ye Zhao suddenly interrupted. The name Pei Yuanshao was very familiar.

"Yes, it's Pei Yuanshao."

"Do you know that there is a man named Zhou Cang?" Ye Zhao was not concerned about Pei Yuanshao. Although he was one of the few people in the Yellow Turban Army who could remember his name, more of it was because of Zhou Cang.

But the man shook his head blankly and said, "The Liang Kingdom Taiping has many religions, and not all the villains know each other, but there is no such person among the leaders of all parties."

"It's okay, keep talking." Ye Zhao waved his hand and said.

"yes."

Next, this person told Ye Zhao in detail what he knew. He was already a senior executive of the Taiping Cult in the city. Before the Taiping Cult was in charge of contacting all parties, he was also a more capable person around Liang Fa. In addition to not knowing how to contact the outside of the city, he knew a lot about the Taiping Cult in the city.

After asking about some details in detail, Ye Zhao asked someone to stay and detain him for a while, and then asked someone to bring another person for inquiries. The information he received was basically consistent before giving up.

"It should be correct!" Ye Zhao stood up and said.

"We have such a strict investigation, and I don't expect there are so many remnants of the Taiping Sect." Zhang Xiang also stood up and sighed: "Fortunately, the envoy issued a strict order in time, so that he had no opportunity to take advantage of it. Otherwise, if these more than 500 people suddenly attacked and captured a city gate, it would be a big deal!"

In the end, Zhang Feng was also scared.

"What is the lord planning to do? Should I send troops to encircle Pei Yuanshao and others immediately?" Qiu Chi looked at Ye Zhao.
Chapter completed!