But Feng Zixuan glanced over and gave them a cold look.
They saw...a warning in Feng Zixuan's eyes.
"Sixty-eight!" Feng Zixuan twitched his lips. "You agree with Yan Ergou and surrender, don't you?"
"Sir, as long as the green mountains remain, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood. There is a long way to go. With time, the Japanese invaders will be defeated..."
"Yan Ergou, I didn't ask you any questions." Feng Zixuan's words were high-pitched and full of warning, without giving him any face at all.
Yan Ergou, who was scolded in public, blushed and lowered his head, which seemed to outsiders to be a sign of admitting his mistake.
However, the moment he lowered his eyes, the murderous intent in his eyes burst out without hesitation.
"I'm asking you, do you agree with what Yan Ergou said?"
"We just want to live." Someone replied impatiently.
"No regrets?" Feng Zixuan said calmly, confirming it again.
"No regrets." The three words "no regrets" were spoken neatly and loudly, without any trace of weakness from not having eaten for three days.
Feng Zixuan sneered, "Very good!"
Feng Zixuan coldly looked at the excited sixty-eight people. Suddenly, his sneer dropped, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent. He shouted loudly, "Come here, bring the traitor to me and execute him on the spot."
As Feng Zixuan finished speaking, Zeng Zhipeng, Jiang Hong and Tang Peng led their men to capture the man.
"Sir, sir, we just want to live, but you label us traitors. This...is unfair. We just want to live, what's wrong with that?"
"Yes! I refuse to accept this."
"Since you are crying out that it's unfair and you feel dissatisfied, I will make you convinced today." Feng Zixuan put one hand behind his back, touched his newly grown stubble with the other hand, and looked at them coldly.
"Sixty-eight people, no, including Yan Ergou, sixty-nine people, with plump and moist lips and rosy complexions. More importantly, you are fat instead of thin, while they are skinny and emaciated, suffering from hunger."
"Yan Ergou, do you really think we are blind?"
"Are you stupid? You're the only ones who are smart, right?"
"I...just..." Yan Ergou stuttered guiltily and couldn't finish his words.
"Ever since the Japanese surrounded Mingyue Fort and Wan'an Fort, you've already surrendered to them! Otherwise, where did that fat chicken on your chest come from?"
As Feng Zixuan finished speaking, Zeng Zhipeng really pulled out a beggar's chicken from Yan Ergou, which was still a little warm.
Zeng Zhipeng was so angry that he punched and kicked Yan Ergou. Not satisfied yet, he pulled out a big knife and chopped off his head.
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