Zheng Quchi's face was also extremely pale at this moment. She watched as Yuwen Sheng went from being in poor condition to being defeated step by step, then covered in wounds, and finally being captured as a matter of course...
He acted so convincingly that even she couldn't tell whether he was truly captured or just pretending.
If it was all an act, it was all too real. Even she, seeing his condition, felt that he was at his last gasp. When had he ever been so weak and pathetic...?
She rubbed her face vigorously until it turned bright red, so that the tingling pain would remind her to clear her mind and concentrate on dealing with whatever might happen next.
The Xuanjia soldiers beside her were also shocked and panicked, instinctively calling out, "Madam..."
"Shut up, don't bother me!"
Zheng Quchi opened her eyes again, her gaze fixed intently on the ground below. The crossbow in her hand was already cocked, ready for the moment when she and Yuwen Sheng would successfully complete their plan.
She prayed silently in her heart... She must succeed, she must not fail, she must... arrive on time.
"Hahaha, Yuwen Sheng, Yuwen Sheng, I never thought you'd have this day! But I, Mu Daye, have been waiting for this day for a long time."
A loud laugh rang out, and the Southern Chen army dispersed, from which a man dressed in heavy Southern Chen armor walked out.
He moved rather slowly because he wore a suit of armor that was different from the other soldiers' scale armor. His full suit of armor was thick and sturdy, protecting him from head to toe. Ordinary swords and blades would probably have a hard time hurting him.
However, given the low level of production in that era, it was not possible to produce thin yet strong alloy materials. Therefore, if the protective attributes of such armor were maximized, its agility would be significantly reduced in comparison.
His body weighed at least several dozen kilograms, so every step he took was solid and heavy, and there were many people around him protecting him.
Despite his commanding presence and imposing manner among the troops, even though Yuwen Sheng has lost his fighting ability, he still only dares to stay in a safe position and is too afraid to get too close.
Muda also raised his chin: "Arrest him!"
"Yes, General."
General Mu Daya of the Southern Chen Kingdom also looked at Yuwen Sheng with a vicious gaze. The enmity between him and Yuwen Sheng was not limited to the political war between the two countries.
He had gotten his ship full of weapons specially ordered from the Mo family, but he got there first, causing him heavy losses. And over the years, in the many battles, big and small, that Yuwen Sheng had participated in, the more triumphant and spirited he was, the more frustrated and humiliated Mu Da was.
Now that he finally has the chance to avenge his great grudge, he must torture him to death rather than easily kill Yuwen Sheng with a single blow or sword.
"Yuwen Sheng, do you still remember this general? I've been thinking about you a lot these past few years."
Yuwen Sheng was pulled to his feet by them. His body was covered in bloody cuts, but his stunningly beautiful face remained calm. His gaze as he stared at Mu Daye was undisguised mockery.
"It's you, Mudaya. Why are you only showing up now? Were you too scared to show yourself?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Daye pointed at him and said, "Yuwen Sheng! How dare you spout such nonsense even now?!"
Mu Da was furious, but because he was timid and a despicable person, he always acted cautiously and meticulously. He did not act impulsively. He gave the soldiers a sinister look and said, "Go and break his right hand for me!"
Yuwen Sheng wields his sword with his right hand, so once he can no longer lift the sword, he will be no threat at all.
His original intention was to cut off Yuwen Sheng's hands and feet and turn him into a human pig, but he was seriously injured. If he really cut off his hands and feet, he might die on his own. In that case, wouldn't he lose most of the pleasure of revenge?
"yes!"
Runtu and his companions slid down the hillside, falling and rolling all the way, covered in mud and injuries.
They tried to charge, but how could a few of them possibly break through the encirclement of the Southern Chen Kingdom? After a fierce battle and a last-ditch resistance, they were eventually captured by the enemy and forced to their knees.
Runtu struggled fiercely, but was kicked in the abdomen by a young general from the Southern Chen Kingdom.
He clutched his stomach and collapsed to the ground, veins bulging on his forehead, yet he still stared intently in Yuwen Sheng's direction: "General—"
That heart-wrenching cry of the cuckoo, so poignant it seemed to weep blood, would make anyone who heard it feel his anguish and worry.
Mu Da also glanced over, and he smiled sinisterly. He didn't order anyone to kill Runtu and the others immediately because he wanted them to watch how Yuwen Sheng would suffer torture and beg for death in his hands.
"What are you all standing there for? Attack!"
"yes."
They restrained Yuwen Sheng, and one of them raised a spear and swung it down at his arm. There was a "crack" as the spear broke, along with the sound of bones breaking.
When they released Yuwen Sheng's hand again, it was already hanging on his body in a twisted position.
The pain of a severed hand would undoubtedly make even a tough man scream in agony, but Yuwen Sheng only had a pale face covered in cold sweat, with a sinister smile still on his face, without uttering a single groan of pain.
But the more unbreakable he seemed, the more excited and delighted Muda became.
"Hahahaha..."
This way, he would have even more fun to torment Yuwen Sheng.
"Quick, quick, keep breaking his other hand!" Muda shouted cheerfully.
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