No matter how hard a man is, he can become soft under the hands of the Imperial City. Because the scene is too cruel, Song Beiyun did not take a closer look. Anyway, these people are more or less psychologically perverted. This is undeniable. After all, no matter who walks in the shadows for many years, it is unlikely that they will have the smell of sunshine.

Of course, because they were too lazy, two of them ran away, but they were too lazy to walk on the mud to pursue, so they simply let them go.

So when counting the important leaders, the captain of the Imperial City Department found that there were fewer ones, he rushed up and slapped each of the people.

"Forget it." Xiao Song waved his hand: "You have been with me for the longest time, and I will turn a blind eye to some things, but if there is another time."

He said halfway, and when the people below heard it, their hearts suddenly stumbled, and they immediately knelt in front of him in one row. The hipsters with smiles just now disappeared, and were replaced by elite old spies with serious expressions.

"Don't worry, if you can let someone run away, you will kill my head!"

The captain turned around angrily and looked at the bastards behind him, stood up and raised his hand and rushed into the mist and rain with these intimidated subordinates.

"Bastard! You bastard!" As he walked forward, the captain shouted loudly: "You still think you are scrambling in the capital? You dare to scramble for grandpa at this time, you are afraid you really want to die."

In the past, the soldiers must have been slickering, but now they do not dare, because when Song Housing speaks in an understatement, they are the most terrifying. They have been with Song Hou for some time. They know that if he scolds him, it is the most stable, and this kind of calmness will be dangerous. If they say something with a smile... they may not dare to close their eyes in their dreams tonight.

"If you can't find it, you are really in big trouble. I'll give me some energy. Do you hear it?"

"yes!"

The people below were scattered in the mountains and forests with the captain's tactical gestures. At this moment, Zhou Ermao, who thought he had escaped, finally escaped from the terrifying mountain and came to a hidden place outside the mountain to take a rest.

He was scared out of his courage, and he didn't even have the courage to turn back. Those people just now thought they were like evil ghosts. Seeing the expressions of those people, they were like when he led people to loot the village, and they killed people just for fun.

Simple fun.

He always thought he was a villain, but now he suddenly remembered the truth that evil people had their own evil people, and his heart was filled with shock and horror.

After resting for a while, he heard the sound of searching not far away. He hid in the grass without even thinking about it, and didn't even dare to breathe.

After waiting for a long time, after no sound outside, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He got up from the grass and sat on the ground as if exhausted.

At this moment, he subconsciously raised his head and happened to find a person sitting across the tree branch not far ahead of him. He was as petite as a woman, with a red face and a white smile on his face, and was smiling at him.

If this is to be placed in the city, who would not be so happy to see such a young lady? But what is this place? This is a rare wilderness. Such a suspicious girl suddenly appeared, either a pursuer or a monster.

"Female hero, you let the villain go, I will give you all the money you want."

The man on the tree jumped down and slowly walked to him, turned his body to reveal his waist card. When Zhou Ermao saw the words "Big Nei Walk" written on the waist card, his pupils spread and his whole body was exhausted, as if he had been half taken.

"Do you follow me yourself, or will I beat you half-death to take you away?"

When Zhou Ermao heard this, he quickly knelt down and asked for forgiveness.

"I'll give me aside. If I let me go, I'll wash my hands after I go back and give all the property to you!"

Xiaoyu walked forward slowly, and just as he approached a range, Zhou Ermao suddenly jumped, and the dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light in the mist, heading straight for Xiaoyu's face.

When he was talking, Xiaoyu raised his short knife in his hand and raised his knife. He heard a scream. Zhou Ermao's dagger and half of his palm were cut off with one knife.

Xiaoyu slowly pulled back the knife, and even his expression did not change on his face. He just walked forward and ignored Zhou Ermao's struggle, grabbed his hair and dragged it away.

No one would have thought that such a great force could burst out from his small body. Although Ermao was not strong this week, he was also an adult man of 180 pounds. Besides, he was still struggling and his strength was even harder to master. But Xiaoyu dragged him like a dead dog, without any effort.

After dragging him for more than three miles, Zhou Ermao no longer struggled. His back and thighs had been scratched by the gravel twigs on the ground, and his hands were injured. Now he has lost half of his life, and his three souls have disappeared and his seven souls have long lost the strength to struggle.

"Xiaoyu, you are my great benefactor!"

The captain of the Imperial City Department saw Xiaoyu and had a flattering smile on his face: "Xiaoyu, I'll kneel down for you, hehe..."

Xiaoyu kicked him out and threw Zhou Ermao in front of him with a cold face: "If there is another time, I will only wait for the waste to deal with the funeral."

The captain rolled around the ground and quickly got up again: "What my brother is saying is...what he is saying is...there is no one in the world who is better than his brother. I went to Chang'an and I invited you to drink a lot of wine."

"Bring the guys and get out."

"Yes, yes, yes... let's get out."

Finally, all the horse thieves were collected, a total of 493 people, 105 people died on the spot, 75 people who could not survive afterwards, and 313 people who lived.

After the identification of the three leaders, the two bandit leaders were arrested, and then they were asked to take these people to the front of the big pit that had been dug for several days.

At this moment, these bandits of Zhao'an realized what this big pit was for. Even though they were people who were licking blood from the knife, they were still feeling distressed after knowing this pit.

"The Third Head, is this Song Marquis a Shura? It's really... all buried?"

"Stop gossiping." The third leader looked around carefully: "If you let me hear it, I'd better not go to the prostitute village on weekdays, even if you go to the book, it would be good. This Song Marquis is more than Shura..."

Before they brought the man to the deep pit, they first threw the dead man into it. When they started doing this, the horse thieves finally reacted, but now they were trapped and tied up and had no room for resistance.

All these people can do is yell and scold, cry, but the rest cannot find any room for ease.

None of the bandits in Zhao'an had ever done this stage of activity, and they were at a loss when they stood there.

"What are you doing? Why are you doing while standing?"

At this time, the captain came over and shouted arrogantly, and then kicked the horse thief who was the loudest in scolding into the pit.

"Don't delay, work!"

He came over and kicked the horse thieves trapped in one by one. After the other spies came over, they all followed suit, as if it was not people who were throwing them in but plague pigs.

There was a layer of people laying in the huge pit. They struggled and twisted inside, making their scalp numb. Some bandits didn't even dare to look down, for fear that they would have nightmares when they looked at it.

"You trash."

The captain cursed and began to fill the soil: "What's that? When I was having trouble with Bailian in Jinling, I and my friends cut down four or five hundred heads overnight and hung them on the city gate building. If you see that you still don't have to wet your pants? You are still bandits? I'm gonna be!"

As he said, he worked harder to fill the soil inside. The more soil the people below the head struggled, and the more prosperous the will to survive, the happier the bastards were. They teased each other and shoveled the soil down. The soil stained with water quickly fell into every corner and began to gradually cover the mouths and noses of the lower classes. They were like fish on the shore, trying hard to poke their heads out.

But all efforts were futile. As more and more soil was pushed into the pit, there was no sound inside. Only the occasional violent tremor meant that there were still people struggling for the last glimmer of hope.

The big pit was slowly filled, and the spies from the Imperial City Department began to trample back and forth on the top, and the bandits' eyes were straightened when they saw this scene.

"What do you think?" the captain spat on the ground: "Didn't you say that they locked the unarmed people in the barn and burned them to death, and killed people to enjoy themselves. If they promise to enjoy their lives, they must promise us to enjoy them. There is reincarnation in the way of heaven."

After the matter was finished, they washed their hands and feet by the river, walked back with their arms and shoulders and laughed at each other, and the bandits seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in their lives, and they were all dejected.

Those who have served as soldiers are fine, while those who have fallen into the middle of the journey have almost lost all their san values ​​and cannot adapt to such scenes at all.

Back at the bandit's village, Song Beiyun was chatting with the wife of the village with tea. The captain walked up to him and reported to him: "The Marquis, all the Marquis have been resolved, but according to the subordinates, there may be someone behind these horse thieves, otherwise it would be so vicious that the Liao court would definitely not be able to take action to deal with it."

After hearing this, Xiao Song looked back at Han Ji, and Han Ji lowered her head: "I don't know..."

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"Of course I know." Xiao Song put down the teacup: "It's just that the water in Liao Kingdom is a bit deep, so I won't go there. Some things you still have to solve by yourself. If there are really supporters of these horse thieves, you can find a big melon by following the clues."

"I will report back to Your Majesty when I go back."

"Yes." Xiao Song nodded and looked back at the wife of the village: "Where did we talk about just now?"

"Oh, the Marquis said just now that it only takes three years to become a treasure trove."

"Yes." Xiao Song nodded and said, "Building is the first priority. You know the root of this place and have certain armed capabilities. The maintenance of this road in the future will be yours. But if you have a word first, you must bear the profit and loss. The local government will definitely not allocate funds. As for what name you use, that is what Ms. Han is responsible for. You can communicate with her in the details."

The wife of the village raised her head and looked at Han Ji. Han Ji nodded immediately: "The road was built by the Song and Liao dynasties, so the official post cannot be settled. This is your good opportunity."

Xiao Song didn't listen to their detailed discussion, so he got up and walked out. Han Ji immediately interrupted the conversation and followed. Xiao Song reached out and stopped him. He was so desperate that he put his hand on Han Ji's chest: "You talk in detail, don't worry about me."

Han Ji felt that she had been flirted, but she couldn't say anything, so she could only take two steps quickly, lowered her head and responded, then glared at Song Beiyun's back.

After walking out the door, the captain came up and rubbed his hands and asked in a low voice: "Marty, is this Liao emperor's close servant who is the one who is close to him?"

"You damn." Xiao Song laughed and scolded and kicked him in the ass: "You guys are really messing around. I'm giving you a good elite spy. Bai Nian'an doesn't have the right to care about you. You're just bringing me this way?"

"Oh..." the captain said with a bitter face: "You don't know, Marquis, these elite beasts must be elite, but the elite is so powerful that no one can accept it. What can I do? Is it not Marquis, you... How can you suppress these dog bastards?"

Song Beiyun shook his head: "You go back and let out the wind. After you go back, I have to practice these bastards well and let them wash their necks and wait for death."

"Yes, yes, it's too unreasonable to clean up these things." The captain smiled like a dog-licking smile: "But everyone is happy. It's much better to follow the Marquis than to follow the soft-boy waste Bai Nianan."

Xiao Song turned his head and glanced at him: "If you are so arrogant, don't blame me for being polite."

"Don't dare, don't dare..." The captain said with a flattering smile: "The Marquis is the moon in the sky in their hearts, and the others are not worthy of it."

"Okay, okay." Xiao Song waved his hand: "Don't disgust me, get out. Go and prepare, and set off again when the weather is good."

"yes!"

"I will neglect you again!" Xiao Song rebuked: "I will bury you all in the mountains."

"If there is a half-point error, my subordinates will just bury themselves in the mountains!"

The captain has no such low posture since Song Beiyun returned. He first gave the whip to the group of people guarding the mountain pass, and then scolded the entire team.

"You remember it for me. This trip is not only about you, you, the sack of the Liao Kingdom, but also about the imperial servants of the Liao Kingdom. If you embarrass the Marquis, don't blame me for burying you all in this mountain."

The people below were naturally submissive and did not dare to say more. In fact, they were not deliberately neglecting, they were just used to it. They even forgot that they were following their old boss Song Beiyun. After figuring this out, these old fried dough sticks were sweating coldly.
Chapter completed!