Mo Xu (Seven)

The strong wind was shining, the battle flag was rolling like a wave, and tens of thousands of peasant soldiers holding simple weapons were confronting the Mongolian cavalry, and no one was willing to avoid the opponent's edge.

A faint singing came from the sky, "Holding a steel knife with ninety-nine, killing Hu Er before stopping. I am a dignified man, how can I be a horse or a cow..."

"Send people to rush for a while to destroy the prestige of the Tartars, otherwise the morale of the army will be difficult to stabilize." Liu Bowen, the military advisor who was surging the formation, whispered to the general Chang Yuchun.

Chang Yuchun looked at the generals under his command in a dilemma. There were only a thousand cavalrymen, which were far inferior to the other party in terms of quality and quantity. Moreover, just arrived from another battlefield, and the people and horses rushed forward with unconcealed fatigue. They died for a lifetime.

"I'll go", the young Lan Yu volunteered.

Chang Yuchun nodded and said softly, "If there is a length, your son will be my son." The eyes of each other were intersecting, revealing respect and trust.

"Brothers, one step back is your parents, wife and children, everyone will do it." Lan Yu Changying in her hand, pointing to the back to remind her.

"Kill, I would rather die than retreat." Countless farmers raised the sharpened bamboo poles and sticks in their hands, lined up with their shoulders, and wiped their arms.

"If you are not afraid of death, let me kill the generals and seize the flag." Lan Yu pointed at the spear in his hand and shouted loudly, lifting his horse out of the formation. Behind, hundreds of cavalry used him as the blade to form a sharp triangle.

There were also soldiers in the Mongolian formation who were greeted, with silver helmets and silver armor and sabers reflecting a dark blue field.

As soon as he approached, the blue jade spear shook, and a touch of bright red appeared on the gray tassel. The right Mongolian general looked at him in disbelief and fell down his horse straight.

The two horses rushed by, and the tip of the Lan Yu spear was slanted, stabbing another Mongolian warrior under the horse. More and more Mongolian warriors rushed towards him. On the left, a bearded man cursed and waved his sword to slash at Lan Yu's shoulder.

Staring at the other party's eyes, like a wolf confronting on the grassland, suddenly seeing the other party's pupils tightened. Lan Yu chuckled slightly, his body slanted slightly, and at the last moment he avoided the blade with an incredible angle. His elbow flipped outward, and his gun was pressed heavily on the opponent's ribs.

The sound of the cracking of the ribs seemed particularly clear among the crowds of thousands of horses. The opponent's body shook and fell off the horse. No need to shoot him anymore. The cavalry fell off the horse during the hedge, and there was absolutely no hope of survival under the horse's hooves. Next spring, the rape flowers here will definitely bloom the brightest.

There was also a flash of sword light on the right side, and there was no time to dodge. Lan Yu turned his body to the left side of the horse. The feeling of pain came from the arm without armor protection. He shouted loudly, and the spear swept back, and the gun rod hit the attacker's iron helmet hard, smashing the round helmet into an iron discus.

Pick, wipe, smash, stab, the sound of horse hooves behind him became increasingly thinner, the knife light in front of him became increasingly urgent, the companions around him were fewer and fewer wounds on his body, and blood dripped down the corners of the robes. I don’t know which drop comes from the enemy and which drop comes from myself.

As we approached, we could already see the Mongol wool flag. Four strong men stood on the horse and held him, not daring to move. The flag was too heavy and it was difficult for one person to hold him.

"Does go away with the dead", a blood shadow was impossible from the sea of ​​people, but it actually appeared in front of the flag-holder. Before they could come, they expressed surprise. The wet spear had already hit, and the war horse neighed and fell to the ground. The Mongolian flag bearer on the horse's back was slammed. Lan Yu stretched out his arms and pulled the Mongolian central army's flags off the flagpole, waved it a few times in the air, and threw the enemy to the ground.

All the Mongols around were stunned. No one could believe that a person who could not even wear armor could fight from the front of the formation to the central army. Behind him was a bloody road of hundreds of meters. The bodies of Han and Mongols fell there in a red line.

"The Mongolian flag fell, the Mongolian flag fell." A burst of cheers came from the rebel army. Countless hoes, kitchen knives, and door bolts were raised high, and they came to kill them with the blood of the warriors.

"Katha", a thunder and rain sounded in the air. Finally, it fell, poured into the wound on the body, and it hurt so much.

It hurts, and the severe pain made Lan Yu open his eyes. Several Jinyiwei stood in front of him with buckets, pouring cold water on his head.

It turns out that it is just a dream, a dream of a strong country in my youth. When I was looking for a title of marquis thousands of miles away, where did the dream of a pass and river end?

The whip, soldering iron, stick, caltrop, and the torture instruments with blood in the gloomy class room were shocking, and fresh smell of blood came from time to time from time to time from the air.

"General Lan, you are awake, it's time to give us an answer. Look at this hot day, you'll let us all take a break," asked a Jinyiwei dressed in the uniform of a captain, smiling and sarcastically. The voice made people feel chilled.

Lan Yu looked up at the Jinyiwei and sneered contemptuously: "What are you doing with Lan? Everyone in the world is watching what Lan does. If you want to kill, kill it. Why do you have to find these things to insult Lan's reputation?"

"Ye, I'm quite stubborn. I haven't eaten enough after seeing the pain. General, don't blame me for being cruel. We must do what the above explained. Come and invite the new "hate to death" and let General Lan taste it." The captain said loudly, and a few minions agreed and went out to carry the torture instrument.

"Hate to die" is the latest "invention" of the Jinyiwei. He put the prisoner in a wooden cage, put a nail board under his feet, and made a wooden shackle on his neck. The neck of the tortured person was clamped by the wooden shackle, and only his toes could focus on his body, and the place where he focused must be the tip of the nail. A few days ago, Lan Yu saw an old subordinate standing up for two hours, and then said whatever he said, and confessed everything he had seen a woman take a bath when he was a child. The man who did not frown under the tip of the Mongolian knife was destroyed in his own hands.

"Come here, Lan asked you to see something." Lan Yu shook her head and greeted the Jinyiwei who was in charge of the interrogation.

The officials of the Jinyiwei were delighted, thinking that Lan Yu had not found any gold, silver and fine materials. The officials who were the judge of Lan Yu had changed three times, and they could not get confessions in each time, and they refused to torture Lan Yu's family. This official was the fourth, and the one who used the most severe punishment. He was tortured by all the male members of Lan Yu's family, and everyone was either tortured or said they were unaware of it. He was so angry that he turned the breakthrough to a woman, but one of them was tried the day before, and two suicides in the prison were not included. The boss scolded him for being incompetent. The woman of the Lan family was a relative of the prince and was killed by the emperor and had nothing to say. If she was tortured in prison, once the prince asked him, it would be a lot of trouble. So the final breakthrough was still on Lan Yu, and all the punishments he could think of were brought out, so he didn't believe that he could not ask the confession of the traitor.

"If the general has something to entrust, our family is willing to do it on their behalf, but as long as the general doesn't recruit you, he will not beg you in front of his superiors." The captain suppressed the joy of making money and walked to Lan Yu, thinking, no wonder others refused to use the big punishment. It turned out that they were all taking this guy's benefits, and when I took out all the valuable things, I would ask you to know what selflessness is.

"Tell me, where is the thing?" The greedy eyes were like the evil wolf who saw a lamb.

"Pull Lan's clothes open", Lan Yu whispered a low order, and an irresistible majesty appeared in her voice.

The captain glared at Lan Yu and said in a soft voice: "Yeah, you thought you were a general, okay, let us serve you today." After speaking, he reached out and pulled Lan Yu's prisoner's clothes that had become broken.

Scars crisscrossed and appeared in front of the captain. New scars pressed against old scars. Knife, arrow, gunshot wound, and several bones suddenly stood up under the epidermis, which was a commemoration left by the Mongolians on Lan Yu.

The captain was shocked. He had never seen so many wounds on anyone who wanted to make meritorious and receive awards. In amazement, he heard Lan Yu, who was tied to a pillar by an iron chain, smile and said, "This is all left by the Mongolians for Lan. Count it and see how many wounds there are. If you count it clearly, I will write a confession for you. It will never be a bad debt."

The Jinyiwei who carried the torture instrument walked in and looked at the wounds, and was also stunned. Lan Yu looked at their confused appearance and smiled at the sky: "I colluded with the Mongolians and rebelled, you might as well open your eyes and look at it. This is the evidence of my rebellion, this is the evidence of my rebellion, this is the benefit of the Mongolians. You write it down and send it to the emperor, and see what he said."

Several Jinyiwei finally understood why the previous interrogation was always left unresolved. No one had the courage to attack such a body. Although from the beginning of this process, their conscience was gradually eliminated, they believed that such a man could convince themselves of his eyes.

Seeing that the hope of the Jinyiwei was about to fade tonight, the captain hysterically scolded his subordinates, "What are you doing when you stand there? Please invite General Lan to taste this taste."

Several soldiers in the Jinyi Guards looked at each other, and no one wanted to take action first. Only after the superiors repeatedly urging him, someone slowly walked towards Lan Yu.

"It's over, it's a pity that I didn't die at the hands of the Mongols." Lan Yu sighed and let the Jinyiwei raise himself. Deep in his heart, a word came clearly at this moment: "Forcing people to prove themselves is already committing a crime."

Who had said this to him? Many years ago, when the court meeting on whether the officials involved in the Hu Weiyong case were guilty, Wu Dadan once said this to the civil and military officials in the court. He was far away from the northwest at that time, and was impressed by his courage and knowledge when he heard the news. These days, this sentence supported his will. Anyway, he was going to die, so he might as well suffer less torture before his death. When the Jinyiwei advised him to confess, he made him hesitate several times, and then gritted his teeth at critical moments several times, and used his remaining body to witness the sins of others.

I can't help, I can't find excuses for their crimes. Lan Yu insisted, and his mind gradually became dazed.

"Holding a 99-nine steel knife, killing Hu'er before stopping." The young man Lan Yu carried his gun and rode his horse, rushed towards the enemy army that was several times higher than him. He must go ahead of every battle, not afraid of life and death.

What's so scary about death? Compared to being a slave to others by humiliation, death is as sweet as drinking. It has been enduring humiliation for a hundred years, but the destruction is still endless. The Han people have to kill the Mongolians to kill the whole family, and the Mongolians only need to compensate a cow to kill the Han people, and the one who receives the compensation is the slave owner, not the victim's family.

It would be great when we establish our own country, Xu Xiaoshe once said: The twenty-four horses raised their troops, and when the Han people's own country was established, there were only five and a half comrades left by their side.

This is our own country of the Han people, but everyone is still a slave to the emperor. He wants to kill him, so there is no reason at all. He fabricated a reason just to write it well in history books.

After so many years of war, we are still slaves! Lan Yu smiled miserably and slowly walked towards "I wish I could die" under the sternness of the Jinyiwei.

I hate that I can't die, I hate that I did not die on the battlefield and at the hands of the Mongols.

"It's all his grandmother who can stop me. Who is touching Duke Liang's hair? Grandpa Mao strangled him to death first." A angrily shout raised the roof of the Jinyiwei squad. "Grandma, your Jinyiwei squad is not the Ministry of Justice of the Court, so what power does it have to interrogate the prisoners?"

It was Chang Mao, Lan Yu was delighted, his body slid from the hands of the Jinyiwei, and he was helplessly on the ground. Several burly men rushed up to help him up and to the seat of the judge.

"Get out of my way", Chang Mao swung his big hand like a wink, and threw the Jinyiwei lieutenant to the ground with a "neck hug". "I'm bleeding and sweating in front of me, how can you trample on me like this?"

The captain was dizzy and slapped. Since its establishment, no one dared to offend the power of the Jinyiwei. He wanted to rush to someone to scold him, but before he could say it, he was slapped loudly in the face.

"What's wrong? The one who beats you is your grandfather Chang. If you don't accept it, I have a gold medal to avoid death. If you beat you to death, you will be beaten for nothing. If you are from your grandmother, someone will come and put this guy in the torture instrument and let him suffer."

The strong men agreed, gently held Lan Yu on the seat of the presiding officer, raised the Jinyiwei lieutenant, took off his shoes, and stuck tightly in the middle of the wooden shackle. The screams of pig-killing sounded from the cell, and the Jinyiwei on duty in the class room ran over to watch the fun. When they found that the person being tortured was his immediate boss, they all were so scared that their faces were pale, and the timid trembled backwards and moved towards the door little by little.

"Stop it all, and I will kill someone at the door. If someone goes out, he will use a musket to kill me." Chang Mao shouted loudly, scaring the Jinyiwei all stood there in a daze.

His grandmother, let’s see how I deal with you. Looking at my uncle’s scars with heartache, Chang Mao ordered loudly: “I’ve tied up all of them to me, no one is allowed to be let go”

"Yes," a loud answer came from the door, and another team of soldiers came in line and grabbed the Jinyiwei in the middle. The arrested officers were rescued from various prison cells and sent to Chang Mao one by one.

Most of the arrested officers had lost their luster of life in their eyes. The former colleagues refused to come forward to recognize each other in front of them, and they hid from the corners of the wall, and their hands with chains firmly protected their heads.

The Jinyiwei stood up nervously, not knowing how to defend their crimes. The person who directed them to commit the punishment was stuck in the torture instruments and kept wailing. The victims were placed in front of them, and the walking corpses were their masterpieces.

"Grandma, I'm really good at it, I'm more cruel than the Mongolians." Zhen Yao, the medical battalion commander of Zhenbei Army, cursed while checking the wounds on the officers.

The soldiers picked up the muskets and looked at the Jinyiwei with great enthusiasm. Big tears fell silently on the ground of the cell.

"Pick up all these dogs and give them a taste of each of these torture instruments." Chang Mao simply did not stop, "Boys, today we will ask the Jinyiwei to confess their crime of colluding with the French to rebellion. Those who do not plead guilty will be punished one by one, until they admit it."

"Yes", the soldiers agreed and served one of them. After a while, a scream of hoarseness came from the cell, which was even more miserable than usual interrogation.

"I'll call, I'll call," the first captain of the Jinyiwei could not support it and cried in the cage.

"What are you asking?" Chang Mao asked with his eyes raised.

"I will recruit whatever Master Chang asked me to recruit. I colluded with the French to rebel. We will assassinate the emperor," the captain cried, stomping his toes up and down.

"Your grandma's attitude is not honest at all. Where is France?" Chang Mao sneered contemptuously and told his subordinates to put a wooden board under the feet of the Jinyiwei's lieutenant to give him a rest.

The captain was gasping for breath. When he tortured, what he liked to see was the prisoner gasping for breath. At this time, he finally tasted the taste of not being able to survive or not being able to die.

"What's wrong? I want to regret it. Brothers, remove the wooden board." Chang Maoke did not have the patience to wait for the captain to recover his strength, and sneered and asked his subordinates to continue his execution.

"Don't retreat, don't retreat, I'll take it all," the captain tightly clamped the wooden board under his feet with his toes and cried loudly.

"Where is the person in charge of the record, get over here and don't wait for me to find you."

The jailer who was usually responsible for recording the confessions of prisoners rolled over and crawled over, trembling with his hands, and neatly recorded the confession of the Jinyiwei lieutenant like a primary school student, for fear that he would write the wrong words and be tied to the punishment frame by the soldiers in front of him. Even though he was used to how to frame people, this confession still opened his eyes today.

"Tell me, where is France? How did you collude?"

"I really don't know, Mr. Chang, please spare me, the younger one is also on order."

The soldier in charge of the punishment saw that the captain was sly again, and without waiting for Chang Mao's order, he pulled the wooden board out of the captain's feet without waiting for Chang Mao's order.

This is better than asking anything. The captain cried and begged for mercy and admitted, "Oh, I said, I said, France crossed the mountain valley of Shanmiao people in the south of my house. Many of the holes are French. They eat living people, eat raw, without soy sauce. Hey, Mr. Chang, please spare me." A smell of stench spread in the cell, and water drips flowed down the captain's crotch.

"Bear, I peed so quickly. Master Chang hasn't played enough yet. Zhen Yao, your trick is so good. Come and give this guy a painting."

Chang Mao's personal soldiers came over from behind and ordered the soldiers to carry the Jinyiwei lieutenant down without rushing. Following the whim, the lieutenant told him to clearly explain how to rebel, who will participate, and when to proceed. All the unclear areas guided him to climb onto the heads of several Jinyiwei commanders. In order to seek relief, the lieutenant naturally followed the personal soldiers' questions and asked them to talk nonsense. After half an hour, he finally "find" a shocking case. In the soldiers' laughter, the Jinyiwei lieutenant wrote his name tremblingly under the confession.

"First select the judges of officials. They know a lot. The soldiers let them go." The black fat man Zhenyao carried the medicine box and shuttled between the crowd. While giving Chang Mao advice, he treated the wound. Ten fat fat fingers were flying. The special ointment applied to the wound of the arrested officer was very effective. After a while, Lan Yu had recovered his strength to speak.

General Lan, who was terrifying the northwest, spoke extremely weakly at this moment, "Maotao, don't mess around, let go, take your people away, don't make the emperor angry"!

Chang Mao laughed loudly. After all this situation, are you still afraid that the emperor will get angry? His uncle is really the older he is, the less courageous he is. "Don't worry, your nephew, how could I have the courage to make the emperor angry? My nephew heard that someone was going to rebel, collude with the French to murder the emperor, and rushed back from the front line to share your worries. How could the emperor be angry?"

"Nonao, Nonao, take your people out quickly." Lan Yu looked at the people around Chang Mao, knowing that they could not stay here for a long time. While scolding Chang Mao to leave, he reached out to support the Jinyiwei Captain who was limping on the ground.

"Don't help him, uncle, he colluded with the French to rebel, the confession is here." Chang Mao shook the confession he had written by the captain in front of Lan Yu and carefully stuffed it into his chest to hide it. "The emperor told the prince that it would be better to believe that there is any rebellion than to believe that there is no. I will give it to him tomorrow morning to show him how he dealt with it."

Lan Yu was so angry that he was so angry that Chang Mao had been afraid of heaven and earth since he was a child. How could he end up like this? He took a few breaths and shouted anxiously to his nephew, "Go away quickly, uncle, please, take your people back to the army to avoid it. When the emperor calms down, he will come back. A large number of Jinyiwei arrives later. You can't even leave."

Chang Mao pressed his uncle into the chair with great force and said confidently: "They can't come. Several leaders of the Jinyiwei gathered to rebel. My people caught me and hung them on the stake outside. After the examination of the confessions of the people here, my nephew went outside to ask about their confessions. You don't have to worry today. I will definitely go to these bastards one by one if I have to do this day."

The Jinyiwei, who had no position, poured a cup of tea for Lan Yu, Chang Mao turned his head and ordered his personal soldiers: "First pick up the position and give them the lieutenant's mouth to see. If they refuse to admit it, they will be punished at the same time. If they admit it first, they will be released first, and then they will be twice as sentenced, and they will be punished."

"Get orders", the soldiers agreed and meticulously carried out Chang Mao's orders. The Jinyiwei was used to being arrogant and blessings. The soldiers had been full of anger. How could they not work hard if someone took them to revenge? The screams came from the various torture rooms, one after another, and in a short while, they were sent to them. There were a variety of things to admit, some said that they were erecting cannons outside the palace, some said that they were preparing to poison the imperial meal, and some said that the French were all good at witchcraft, and they were preparing to carve dozens of small wooden men, writing Zhu Yuanzhang's birth date and cursing him to death. As for France's east or west, the answer was even more strange. It was because they had seen Feng Ziming's theory of the world being round, and it didn't matter whether it was southeast, west or north.

Lan Yu drank some tea and calmed down. He knew that today's affairs could no longer be saved. He copied the Jinyiwei's nest, which was almost the same as rebellion. Chang and Lan's family probably could escape alive this time. They were dead. It would be better to watch Chang Mao make a fuss. It's a pity that the soldiers who came here took them in and killed their lives in vain.

The soldiers who came tonight were braver than the other. Everyone was lifted up from the room of the Jinyiwei. All the torture instruments were moved out and placed in the aisle. Several officers of the Jinyiwei who were stubborn and refused to admit them were dragged from one torture instrument to another by the soldiers, and they tried them for free. They soon surrendered and begged for mercy, scrambling to expose each other, and were full of ugly things.

Seeing that the confession was almost the same, Lan Yu took a piece of clothing taken off the Jinyiwei, put it on her shoulders, and whispered to discuss with Chang Mao: "These soldiers are good men. We are making trouble for our own family, so don't involve them. Let the brothers leave first later. The rest of the matter will be borne by our own family."

Chang Mao shook his head and explained to Lan Yu with a smile: "These guys were not what I wanted them to come, but they were going to come to the capital themselves. When asked the emperor when he granted them a title, he promised that everyone would not be guilty of being guilty, and that the promise that officials above the fourth rank and above were not allowed to interrogate were counted. I was just temporarily elected by them. Moreover, since I had done it, no one cares about life and death. Before I came, I found someone to dismiss their names and military names. Except for themselves, no one knew where their hometown was and who their parents were."

Now that the big thing is going on, it is simply a blatant rebellion. Unfortunately, my wife and brother Chang Yuchun's reputation for life was famous. Lan Yu sighed, "Hey, this time, no one believes that Lan has not rebelled. Since that's the case, you have left a way out. The Jinyiwei will not move. If you make such a big move, the imperial guards will not be disturbed. How can we deal with the 100,000 imperial guards?"

"Good uncle, please relax. The commander of the Imperial Army, the old general Li and Xu Da, were drunk tonight. They were lying at the home of the Old General Fu Youde. The emperor sent people out to find them for a while. Several division commanders were invited by my father-in-law to listen to music, and they could not reach the shore until the second half of the night. Without these officers, the officers and soldiers of each battalion could not be transferred. Besides, the emperor didn't know what happened at this time. When I came, I roughly counted and had car accidents at several intersections to the palace. Several carriages carrying manure collided, and the manure overturned the ground."
Chapter completed!