Chapter 19 nineteen

Just as the manager breathed a sigh of relief, he tensed up again immediately: "Major general please give me instructions." Fei Lian pointed to the door and said in a low voice, "If Master Wu Luo wants to kill innocent people indiscriminately again, please find a way to cover it up." "This, this... the little one doesn't dare to disobey orders." The manager blushed, and quickly wiped off his sweat, "Master Wu Luo's temper is also known to the major general, if he dares to say a word, the little head will fall to the ground!" Fei Lian sighed and pointed to the outside: "The manager doesn't have to be embarrassed, the lord's order can be followed. Just take a few dead heads from the front and come back, smear the blood on the face and send it to the lord to calm down."

"Oh!" The manager suddenly realized, and nodded again and again, "What the major general said is true." "Then please." Fei Lian turned around to leave, and left in a hurry. But as soon as he went out, he saw Lang Lang rushing from the court.The soldier with tan skin came striding forward and said in a deep voice, "Major General, what's going on inside? It's so noisy, is there a spies?" "No," Fei Lian shook his head and sighed, "Lord Wu Luo wanted to molest a Sha Man woman he had captured, but she was wounded in the vitals, and she was furious inside."

"Very important?" Lang Lang was also puzzled. "It's also retribution," Fei Lian couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth suddenly, as if the suppressed smile could no longer be concealed, he laughed out loud, "It hurts the vitals, Master Wu Luo... Cough cough, I guess I will never be able to prostitute a wife or daughter in the future gone." "Ah?" Lang Lang lost his voice, "Isn't that being..." "Hush." ​​Fei Lian hurriedly stopped him, coughing a few times, "Why are you here? The battle is going on outside."

"Fortunately, although there were heavy casualties last night, they didn't attack again during the day." Lang Lang replied briefly, but his eyes were looking in the direction of the imperial capital - where the White Tower had been broken in half, but there was a piece of golden gold above the sky. The floating clouds stopped.Faintly, it seems that countless wisps of red mist are rising from the Garan Imperial Capital below, and they are continuously drawn into the bottom of Garuda—such a terrible machine, which is almost the creation of "God". The defense made of flesh and blood is vulnerable.With only a hundred Wind Falcons and a few Lovebirds, how can they compete with them?

"Why hasn't Garuda been dispatched yet?" He murmured, with some kind of worry in his eyes. "I'm thinking about this too," Fei Lian sighed. "Perhaps, it's because the murderous aura in Po Jun's chest has not been eliminated, and he is still busy slaughtering; maybe... it's just because the power driving Garuda is not enough to do it with one blow?" Lang Lang stomped his feet hard: "Then, are we just sitting here and waiting to die?" Fei Lian suddenly turned around, as if he understood his meaning: "Do you want to break out?"

"Yes." Lang Lang resolutely said, "I came to you to discuss this matter—Yecheng is not in danger, and Emperor Piling is within the range of Garuda's attack, so he must not stay for long. I can see through the difficulties of the army. We must have a conspiracy, we must withdraw as soon as possible before Garuda is dispatched!" Fei Lian smiled wryly: "Even if we break through, where can we go?" Lang Lang also had no idea: "Or, take a time in the evening and call the generals to discuss again?" The two of them hadn't discussed it yet, but they heard a commotion and running outside. They couldn't help being startled, and strode out outside: "What? The rebels started fighting again?"

"Report to Major General!" a soldier panted and reported, "It's those sand barbarians who have escaped again!" "What?" Fei Lian was taken aback, thinking of the group of Xihuang people who were locked in the courtyard, "Aren't they locked?" "Yeah... It was locked well, and the guards around have never been careless!" The soldier was also surprised, puzzled, "I don't know who secretly opened the shackles and let the group of sand barbarians go. !" Before the words fell, there was a commotion outside, accompanied by rough shouting and cursing: "Little brat, I let you run!"

Fei Lian turned his head, but saw a tall young soldier carrying a thin child, threw it on the ground, and kicked him hard with his military boots.That was the force of a real blow to death, kicked out, there was a muffled blunt sound on the body, and the child flew more than a foot away, and his back hit the corner of the wall heavily before he stopped the castration. "Good fight, Mr. Wei Mo!" The sergeants around laughed loudly, and Wei Mo, the leader of the team, picked up the boy's hair again and kicked him out, as if he had been tortured on the battlefield for several days. The troubles are all on the opponent.

But the strange thing is that the child who was only in his early ten years of age never made a sound, but just endured it in silence, bleeding from his mouth and nose, but neither begged for mercy nor dodged.Such angry and contemptuous eyes stimulated the surrounding sergeants to become even more irritable, and several people stepped out, wanting to participate in this massacre. "Stop." Fei Lian recognized the boy named A Du, and stopped those murderous fighters at the right time. He turned around and stared at those subordinates with sharp and cold eyes, and finally his eyes fell on Wei Mo's face, and he said slowly: "Everyone, have you all forgotten the teachings of the martial arts hall? 'Glory and dreams'!"— —Now that foreign enemies are in front of you, you don’t want to fight bloody battles to defend your country, but torture and kill an unarmed child here! Is this your glory? Is this your dream?”

Forced to suffocate for a moment by the major general's rare harsh tone, no one dared to answer.half an hour.Wei Mo resisted and argued: "Major, Major General... Those sand barbarians dared to escape, we only intercepted this one halfway."