There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 1735 408: Two armies at war

No one's attention was on him anymore. After a day's journey, everyone was already planning to eat, and soon the strong smell of rice wafted for more than ten miles.

His stomach is empty, and the burning sensation has already made him unbearably painful, but he is also too hungry. No one will give him a hearty meal, because he is not even as good as a slave, but they will not starve him to death, so There will be meals left for him.

Stepping on the snow, the shackles under his feet were still heavy, but the sound of clanging was reduced. He walked all the way to the opposite woods, and no one noticed him.

After finally walking to the edge of the spring, he untied his shirt tremblingly, only to find that the tearing pain swept over again, the skin that was scalded just now had suppurated and stuck to the shirt, Every time a piece was torn apart, it caused great pain.

He thought he didn't feel much pain anymore, but found that the pain was always there.

He gritted his teeth, picked up a touch of snow on the snow and pressed it to the wound on his shoulder. The snow solidified in an instant, making him lose his senses in a short time. Xuanyuan Jinhong suddenly tore off the shirt on his body , the clothes were torn apart, but the pain doubled after being chilled, the corners of his lips trembled in pain, his blood color was gone, and the corners of his lips were black and blue, and he kept trembling...

He saw himself in the spring water, his face was yellow and thin, and there was no good flesh in his body. He couldn't help but let out a wry smile, and kept applying ice cubes to his wound. Only in this way, the burning pain would be relieved a bit... …

Every time he was about to faint in pain and woke up in burning pain, Concubine Liu was really cruel.

The pain was gradually suppressed, but he was in a state of exhaustion, and his whole body was limp on the snow. The snow water under his body gradually melted and tended to collapse, but he didn't notice it at all.

Finally, with a bang, she fell into the huge black hole, but the pain and fatigue made his perception dull.

Suddenly, finely broken stones, vegetation also fell on him one after another.

It took him a long time to support himself with his arms open, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Is he dying?
It would be a good thing if he could die, at least for him, it would be a relief.

If he died like this... Nanhuang... probably wouldn't take all the grievances on his family.

Xuanyuan Jinhong smiled bitterly, with a desolate smile rippling on the corner of his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes.

To him, death is not a terrible thing. What is terrible is that after waking up, he still has to face the torment of the Southern Emperor.

However, things went against his wishes, as soon as his eyes were closed, a guard pulled him out with a strong arm, and threw him to the ground without mercy.

With great strength, the freshly scabbed wound on his body cracked open again, and blood trickled out little by little, dyeing his crescent-white clothes into blossoming blood lotuses.

Xuanyuan Jinhong laughed at himself in his heart.

He knew, he knew that he would not die so easily, how could Nan Huang let him die so easily.

Sure enough, a gloomy voice came slowly from the front. Upon hearing this voice, Xuanyuan Jinhong's originally despairing pupils suddenly changed, and his body trembled.

"It seems that you have forgotten the thousands of relatives of the Xuanyuan clan who are still in the Prison Palace. No wonder you forget. You must have not seen them for half a year."

A gloomy short sentence made Xuanyuan Jinhong's complexion change drastically, regardless of the pain on his body, and regardless of his dignity, he forced himself to kneel in front of the Southern Emperor, begging for mercy, "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong, please Your Majesty... ...give them a break."

Xuanyuan Jinhong's voice was crying with fear, his body trembled, his face was terrified, and he didn't know what he was afraid of, but his tearful eyes were full of helpless pain.

Xuanyuan Jinhong, who was humiliated and tortured by Nanhuang, never begged for mercy from Nanhuang no matter how painful his body was, and even suppressed his expression, ignored him indifferently, and let him torment him.

But now, just a short sentence made Xuanyuan Jinhong tremble like chaff.

Nanhuang's slender jade fingers raised Xuanyuan Jinhong's sharp and thin chin, and looked at those misty, pitiful eyes. Although he didn't say anything, everything was revealed in his eyes.

That kind of desperation, that kind of helpless begging for mercy, that kind of heart-piercing pleading, that look of anticipation, anyone who sees it will be moved, because he has pinned all his hopes on the person in front of him .

But Nanhuang didn't treat him well because of his pitiful eyes.

Instead, he looked down at him with a high attitude, and said leisurely, "It seems that you have indeed forgotten, but fortunately, this place is not far from the Prison Palace, come here, hurry up and get Xuanyuan Jinhong's relatives are escorted here."

"No, Your Majesty, I beg you, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, you can do whatever you want, I beg you, don't torture them anymore, their life is already worse than death, woo woo woo... "Xuanyuan Jinhong knelt at the feet of the Southern Emperor, weeping and wailing loudly.

The grievances of so many years are also announced at this moment.

He didn't dare, he didn't dare to look at those pictures again.

He was not the only one captured by the Southern Emperor, but also his tens of thousands of relatives. Those relatives who did not die in the hands of Yang Churuo were all captured by the Southern Emperor.

He would rather have all his relatives killed by Yang Churuo than be captured here and live a life where they cannot survive or die.

He had had enough, had had enough.

Thinking of the past, in front of him, Nanhuang gouged out the eyes of his clansmen one by one, cut off their noses, picked off their tendons, and tortured them like animals. How many of his clansmen are there? Human beings can't bear to be tortured, they are tortured to death, and they are even imprisoned with wild beasts to serve as the beast's lunch.

Every scene made his life worse than death.

As long as he is slightly disobedient, does not agree with him, or wants to die, his relatives will be tortured because of him.

He no longer remembered how many relatives he had fell into his hands. He only knew that among those people, none of them were healthy, and everyone was tortured by them to the point of death, and it was still in front of him. tormented...

Thinking of those clan relatives screaming heart-piercingly in front of him, blood rolling down, Xuanyuan Jinhong's heart ached again.

Among those people, how many old and young women are there, they basically have no ability to resist.

Xuanyuan Jinhong fell to his knees powerlessly, he has no power and power now, and no one here will help him, so he can only pray for him to take pity on him.

"Look at you crying so sadly, how can I bear it, come, tell me, what were you doing just now?" Nanhuang smiled softly, as if he was saying something that couldn't be more normal.

But in Xuanyuan Jinhong's eyes, his hair was terrified, his body trembled more and more, and he couldn't even speak, "Respond...to your majesty's words, slave...slave just want to come here...to clean the wound."

Xuanyuan Jinhong didn't dare to look into his eyes, the more gentle he was, the more painful he was tormented.

He really couldn't figure out where he had offended him. He was very sure that he had never seen him since he was a child.

He also didn't know if it was the emperor's brother who offended him that made him take revenge on him so cruelly.

But what should be hated, isn't it the emperor brother?
He used the emperor's brother to kill the whole family of the Yang family and Yang Chuying, and made Yang Churuo miserable half of his life. The emperor also blamed himself for this for the rest of his life. Isn't it the emperor's brother who should be hated?Why...why did he do this.

"Wound?" Nanhuang followed his collarbone all the way down, through his messy and worn crescent white clothes, one could see that the blood lotus was still blooming, and under the loose clothes, Xuanyuan Jinhong's body There were countless knife wounds, scalds, scratches, and whip wounds. There were pus in many places, and there was a faint stench. The blood and pus came out together. The guards on one side dared not go down. read.

"Does it hurt?" Nanhuang stared at Xuanyuan Jinhong with a pair of dark eyes.

Xuanyuan Jinhong shook his head obediently, not daring to be rebellious, for fear that the Southern Emperor would be cruel to his relatives again, "It doesn't hurt..."

"Does it hurt? If it doesn't hurt, you won't have a long memory. It's better to let you hurt."

Xuanyuan Jinhong trembled again, he was not afraid that he would torture him, but he was really afraid that he would torture his relatives.

But what he feared the most still happened.

"Look, you haven't eaten for a few days. I heard that stewed fingers are very delicious. Why don't you give it to you."

"Your Majesty...the slaves are not hungry, please forgive them." Xuanyuan Jinhong's tears fell like dropped pearls, but no one around him was willing to intercede for him.

So what if he was crying heartbroken, a prisoner in a foreign country, who would have pity on him.

"My beloved, how can you starve him to death, go, bring a hundred stuffy fingers, let me watch him eat, if you miss a bone, I will take your heads off."

Even though he knew that he would not agree, Xuanyuan Jinhong still held a fluke heart, until Nanhuang's heartless words fell, and he walked away indifferently, Xuanyuan Jinhong fell down in despair like a puppet who had lost his soul , letting tears blur his eyes.

Xuanyuan Jinhong's whole body was cold, and helplessness and hatred intertwined in his heart once again.

That night, the one hundred stuffed fingers were sent to him, and several eunuchs looked down at him, forcing him forcefully, forcing him to eat it down his throat.

Xuanyuan Jinhong wanted to vomit, and when he closed his eyes, he could imagine the pain, the pain, and the despair on the faces of those relatives when their fingers were chopped off one by one.

Xuanyuan Jinhong pushed them away vigorously, picked up those boiled fingers tremblingly, and ate them one by one. Every time he took a bite, the hatred in his heart expanded infinitely, expanded...

One day, what he bestowed on him, he will take back a thousand times and ten thousand times. He will not avenge this revenge, swear not to be a human being, and he will never let anyone who bullied him go.

The Kingdom of Chu, the Kingdom of Moon, the Kingdom of Ice, and the Three Kingdoms Alliance jointly fought against the Southern Kingdom, and the world was engulfed in flames of war. Wherever the Three Kingdoms passed, it was unstoppable, and they took over all the cities one after another.

The whole world is completely boiling.

The Southern Kingdom is famous for being brave and good at fighting, but now, cities are lost almost every day.

No one knows why Chu, Yue, and Ice were able to capture the cities of the Southern Kingdom in a short period of time. They seem to know how the Southern Congress fights, and they seem to know how many soldiers there are in each city, so every battle is won. , only wins and never loses.

In just a few days, nearly a hundred cities were taken down, which really frightened everyone in the world, especially the millions of soldiers who came out following the supreme order. It was really one enemy ten, and no one could stop it.

After this war broke out, all countries in the world understood a truth, no matter which country they fought with in the future, they could not fight with Yue Kingdom, Chu Kingdom, or Bing Kingdom.

No matter which country these three countries are, they are not easy to provoke, especially their masters, and the relationship between the three countries is too friendly, offending one country is equal to offending three countries.

The Southern Kingdom, which no one in the world can afford to offend, cannot resist them, let alone some of their small vassal states.

With every victorious battle, the soldiers of the Three Kingdoms were all motivated. On the other hand, the soldiers in the Southern Kingdom were dispirited. Everyone couldn't help but suspect that the defeat of the Southern Kingdom was only a matter of time.

In a luxurious palace in the Southern Kingdom.

Nanhuang was listening to the reports from the generals below. Below Nanhuang, there were dozens of civil servants and military generals standing densely in the left and right rows. All masters with peerless martial arts.

(End of this chapter)