Chapter 186 A Disgraceful Capture
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, it was the sound of Tuoba Xiao's last psychological defense collapsing, and it was also the sound of the rotten wooden fence of the pigsty breaking.
He really couldn't take it anymore.
As the lord of the wolves on the grasslands, he had suffered knife wounds, arrow poisoning, and even slept for three days and three nights in a pile of dead bodies.
He was not afraid of pain, nor was he afraid of death.
However, being kicked around like a ball by a several-hundred-pound old sow, having a large white goose bite your buttocks tightly and refuse to let go, and having to roll around in that suffocating pig manure pit...
This is not a fight, this is spiritual torture!
"Aaaaaah! Let me out!"
Tuoba Xiao let out a howl on the verge of collapse.
He unleashed his survival instincts, which could even be described as desperate, brute force.
He kicked away the "Sister Hua" who was surging forward again, and then, using both hands and feet, like a wild beast that had just crawled out of the mud, he smashed the rickety wooden railings.
"Splash—"
Wood chips flew everywhere as Tuoba Xiao tumbled and crawled out of that stinking hell.
At that moment, he felt the air was so fresh and the world was so beautiful.
"Run! Just run into the woods ahead..."
That was the only thought left in his mind.
He didn't even have time to pay attention to the still bleeding wound on his buttocks (the big white goose had finally let go and was honking triumphantly), and with his head down, he charged forward recklessly.
However, before he could even run three steps...
"Bang!"
His head slammed hard against a hard, cold, metallic "wall".
"Hmm!"
Tuoba Xiao was so dizzy from the impact that he fell backward to the ground.
What is that? A tree?
He shook his head, wiped the pig manure and mud off his eyes, and struggled to lift his head, his gaze slowly moving upwards along the "wall".
The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of spotless black combat boots made of the finest brocade.
The boots, embroidered with subtle gold patterns, exuded unparalleled nobility, yet they were now standing on the grass in front of him, less than half a foot from his face.
Further up, there was a tall, magnificent black warhorse, snorting in dissatisfaction.
The horse glanced down at him, then disdainfully moved its hoof to the side.
Finally, Tuoba Xiao's gaze settled on the face of the man on horseback.
Under the sunlight, Pei Yunjing, dressed in a black brocade robe with his dark hair tied up high, stood against the light.
He was like a god untouched by dust, looking down down at the indescribable filth at his feet.
At this moment, the Regent's face showed only one expression—disdain.
Pei Yunjing even pulled out a snow-white silk handkerchief from his bosom and covered his mouth and nose tightly, taking a half step back as if afraid that the stench would touch him in the slightest.
"..."
Tuoba Xiao froze.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something harsh, but found that his throat was blocked by a lump of pig manure, and he couldn't say anything.
The two looked at each other.
One is in the heavens, pure and bright.
One was in the mud, reeking of stench.
The scene was so ironic it made you want to cry.
"Tuoba Xiao".
After a long silence, Pei Yunjing finally spoke.
His voice, muffled by the handkerchief, still carried his usual coldness and sharp tongue.
"I've thought about how you'll die."
"Perhaps he died on the battlefield, or perhaps he committed suicide to atone for his sins."
Pei Yunjing frowned, his critical gaze sweeping over Tuoba Xiao's mud-drenched clothes and the trousers pecked to shreds by a goose:
"But I never expected..."
"You would choose this way to die."
He shook his head, giving the assessment of a fatal blow:
"He died... in such a flavorful way."
"Pfft—"
A suppressed laugh came from the side.
Tang Li rode over on her little mare. Although she was also covering her nose, her crescent-shaped eyes were full of schadenfreude.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
Looking at Tuoba Xiao on the ground, Tang Li sighed sincerely:
"As expected of the Wolf Lord, he knows when to yield and when to stand firm."
"It's unbelievable that a pig could be used to push out this... If word gets out, the price of pigs in Dasheng will go up."
She pointed to the old sow in the pigpen who was still grunting and whining, trying to get credit:
"Your Highness, remember to give that pig an official title later, call it... 'General Who Harnesses Wolves'!"
Tuoba Xiao: "..."
"puff--!"
He finally couldn't hold back any longer, and spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes rolled back, and this time he was truly so angry that he fainted.
Pei Yunjing glanced at him with disgust, too lazy to even have someone tie him up, since he was too dirty.
"Han Zheng".
He turned and gave the order:
"Find a cage and put him in it."
"Remember, don't let him take a bath."
Pei Yunjing's lips curled into a cruel, cold smile:
"Let him parade through the streets with this 'glory' on his shoulders."
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