The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 393: Fuhe Chanyu is captured [Please subscribe*Please vote]

"There is a saying in the art of war. What is false is true, and what is true is false!"

Meng Tian continued to command the battlefield calmly.

Meng Yi also smiled. When commanding a large army, few generals would seek death by dressing up like eyebags. Of course, the exception would be people like Wu Anjun who have the soul of the army and are extremely powerful.

Naturally, Mo Ya and Bai Feng would not miss the opportunity to beat the drowned dog. They might not be able to match the master sword masters, but they could still pinch the two sword masters who had lost their cultivation.

"Vicious Central Plains people!" Donghu's two golden sword warriors didn't know anything about the Corpse God Curse Gu, but they knew very well that they were doomed.

This kind of insect is so terrifying. It can actually swallow up blood and cultivation, leaving them with nothing to improve their cultivation.

Mo Crow and Bai Feng did not reply. They are now the big villains. Villains die because they talk too much. Who knows whether the Corpse God Curse Gu will have the same effect on these foreigners, so it is better to take down the people first.

"So cowardly!" The two golden sword warriors couldn't believe that Mo Ya and Bai Feng didn't even have the courage to fight head-on against two of them who had lost their cultivation.

Under the command of Mo Ya and Bai Feng, large nets were continuously thrown and set on them. It was only after four or five large nets trapped them that the two conscientious guys dared to step forward.

Those who are good at water will drown. This principle has not changed since ancient times. What's more, if you are facing a master who is one level stronger than yourself, who knows if the opponent will have any special means?

Bai Feng followed suit and took a gold accessory from the car.

As one of the five major tribes outside the Donghu Palace, the Fuhe tribe naturally has a large collection, including two carts filled with gold, stone and jade articles.

"Actually... Your Majesty knows it!" Mo Ya smiled and took a piece of valuable jade from the car. If he didn't take it, Meng Tian and the soldiers would be flustered.

He was not afraid that Mo Ya and Bai Feng would report to Yan Yan that they had hidden the trophies.

"It's one thing that your Majesty knows, but our attitude is also very important!" Meng Yi said with a smile.

"Hand over those unique ones and leave the rest!" Meng Tian knew better that soldiers should not be mistreated when they use their lives.

"Be careful!" Looking at the two golden sword warriors who were tied into knots, Mo Ya ordered the soldiers to capture them.

Everyone said that Bingzhou was brave and good at fighting, but these two guys were too timid. Even though they were like this, they didn't dare to go forward in person.

The soldiers also had a little more smiles on their faces after receiving Meng Tian's approval.

Mo Ya smiled and nodded. They are all from Hunchaotang, so it's good to know some things well.

"That's why they can always live well!" Meng Tian didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

"The commander can take whatever he likes!" Meng Tian turned to look at Mo Ya and Bai Feng and said.

"Clean the battlefield quickly, and don't kill as much as possible!" Meng Tian waited until the Fuhe tribe was no longer able to resist, and then ordered the battlefield to be cleaned and the prisoners captured.

Therefore, except for those unique trophies that were handed over to Bingzhou, the others were allowed to be taken by the subordinates themselves.

"These two people..." Meng Yi fell silent.

The army's attacks were also successful under the command of Meng Tian. The charge of the cavalry was unstoppable. The Fuhe tribe had no chance to resist. They were quickly defeated under the iron hoofs of the cavalry and fell into complete chaos and fled.

It is okay to run the army harshly, but rewards and punishments must also be clear, so that soldiers can return to their hearts.

"I...I want to see your general. I have important information to report." Just when several people were in agreement, a voice sounded.

Meng Tian and Meng Yi couldn't understand the Hu language, but Mo Ya and Bai Feng, who had been intelligence chiefs in the grassland for many years, understood it. Meng Tian and Meng Yi also turned to look at the place where the sound came from, and then turned their questioning eyes to Mo Ya and Bai Feng.

"It's 'Fuhe Chanyu'. He said he has important information to report to the general!" Mo Ya emphasized the four words "Fuhe Chanyu".

"It's not what brother expected!" Meng Yi looked at Meng Tian meaningfully.

"Go and bring them here!" Meng Tian smiled, turned around and walked into the tent.

Mo Ya and others followed Meng Tian into the tent.

The sky of the tent on the top of the starry sky is filled with starlight.

Soon the soldiers brought "Fuhe Shanyu" into the big tent.

"Are you General Meng Tian, ​​the commander of the Bingzhou army?" Shanyu Fuhe broke away from the shackles of Kaijia Shi and looked at Meng Tian arrogantly and asked.

"I, General Meng Tian, ​​have met Shanyu Fuhe!" Meng Tian replied with a smile.

"Before, a general like you wouldn't even be qualified to see this Chanyu!" Fuhe Shanyu continued to maintain his pride.

"Tell me, what information?" Meng Tian ignored the other party's arrogance. No matter how noble a person is, isn't he a prisoner now?

When Shanyu Fuhe saw that Meng Tian did not answer his words, he immediately shut up and said no more.

"Hit me!" Meng Tian ordered coldly.

"???" Shanyu Fuhe was stunned, why didn't you act according to common sense?

Normally at this time, shouldn't you lower your attitude and ask yourself for information? What does direct torture mean?
"Actually, Jin Yiwei also knows a little about torture!" Mo Ya stepped forward calmly, and he didn't know when a riding whip appeared in his hand, or the kind of riding whip soaked in grease.

"Pa~" As soon as the whip went down, Fu He Shanyu had a blood mark on his body.

"Hiss~" Shanyu Fuhe didn't react at all. He just sucked in a breath of pain, but still managed not to cry out.

"Actually, for the victim, the interval between the first and second lashes needs to be about a cup of tea!" Mo Ya smiled and imparted his experience to the soldiers around him.

"Why? What's the point?" Meng Yi praised him in front of him very sensibly.

"Because normal people can withstand the first whipping, but people's pain will have an adaptation period, and a cup of tea is the entire process of pain from generation to adaptation."

"If the second whip is given too quickly, it will actually be a transfer of pain to the victim."

"It's like you feel pain when your arm is injured, but when you hurt your arm and have toothache, then the pain in your arm is nothing worth caring about!"

"The same goes for whipping. The interval between each whipping cannot be too long or too short. A cup of tea is just enough time for people to fully enjoy the superimposed effect of two pains, which is better than the first whipping. It hurts twice as much!”

"Therefore, no one can withstand more than three lashes in my hands!"

Mo Ya said confidently, and at the same time he looked at Fuhe Shanyu with a grin of white teeth. He believed that Fuhe Shanyu could understand what he said.

Sure enough, when Shanyu Fuhe heard Mo Ya's words, his face that was already pale due to torture turned even paler, and there was even more fear in his eyes.

"I've been taught a lesson!" Meng Tian and Meng Yi bowed and saluted. They were worthy of being commanders of the Jinyi Guards. Even this kind of punishment could use Bingjun's knowledge.

(End of this chapter)