Chapter 3296 Torture Instruments
When Arslan heard this, his face suddenly turned cold.
Although Zhu Chengjun was young, he grew up in the palace after all, and was very sensitive. When he saw his face change, he immediately felt something was wrong and shut his mouth.
Arslan narrowed his eyes slightly, a dangerous glint flashing through them. He stared coldly at the alert child in front of him and said, "Timber business? Timber business, go this way?"
If Zhu Feng or Nan Yan were here at this moment, they would immediately understand what was wrong with this sentence.
This place is the gateway from the Central Plains to the Western Regions. The merchants coming and going carry either silk, tea and porcelain to the countries in the Western Regions, or various spices, jewelry and horses they bring to the Central Plains.
And wood will never appear on this road.
If that’s the case, how could a timber merchant come to this place?
Zhu Chengjun was also confused. Although he couldn't figure out the trick, he could tell from Arslan's expression that he was probably exposed. He stammered in panic: "I, I——"
There was a sharp and dangerous light in Arslan's eyes.
He originally thought it was puzzling that this child appeared in the wilderness. If he was just the child of an ordinary wealthy businessman, he could kidnap him and bring him to the camp to extort money from his family. But now it seems that this child is obviously not an ordinary child. Although he is dressed in silk, he is not an ordinary wealthy businessman, and he deliberately hides his identity in front of him.
Arslan was a little angry and sneered: "It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin!"
After saying that, he grabbed Zhu Chengjun's hand and dragged him up.
Zhu Chengjun sensed something was wrong and immediately started struggling: "What are you doing? Let me go! Let me go!"
Arslan didn't waste any time talking to him and dragged him out of the tent with a stern face. As soon as he walked out, Zhu Chengjun saw that a large number of soldiers had gathered in the military camp outside, and several soldiers standing around the tent saw them coming out and immediately came to greet them.
"Your Majesty."
Arslan said coldly: "Pull the prison van over here and lock this kid up. Let him out when he tells the truth!"
After saying that, he threw Zhu Chengjun over.
How could the soldiers dare to neglect them? They hurriedly dragged Zhu Chengjun to a corner of the military camp. There were several vehicles that looked like carriages, but they were not ordinary carriages, but iron cages. The size of the cage was also strange. It was not too big, but not too small either. It looked like it could fit one person, but it seemed too crowded.
Zhu Chengjun was originally worried that he would be beaten or even killed by a knife, but he didn't expect that they would just lock him up. Although he struggled all the way, he still felt relieved.
However, as soon as he was put into the cage, he shouted "Oh no!"
The cage looked neither too big nor too small. Once he was locked in it and stuck his head out, he realized that he couldn't stand up straight underneath.
This requires bending one's knees, but once one bends one's knees, the neck will be stuck on the iron cage.
This feeling of being neither up nor down was more torturous than whips and knives. In fact, it was due to his lack of knowledge. This was originally a torture device, specially used to torture and extract confessions from stubborn prisoners. The army also had this kind of prisoner cart, which was specially prepared for prisoners. However, in the previous few small-scale battles, there was no damage on either side, so this prisoner cart had never been used.
Arslan didn't expect that the first person to enjoy this prison car would be a child.
Zhu Chengjun only stood there for a moment before he felt like he was living a life worse than death. His face turned pale, and sweat covered his forehead as he shouted, "Let me out! Let me out!"
Arslan walked slowly to the front of the prison van with his hands behind his back: "Now, are you willing to tell the truth?"
“…”
Zhu Chengjun immediately shut his mouth again.
Seeing him like this, Arslan's brows furrowed even more.
It's not that he hasn't taken care of children before. He has several children who are about the same age as this child, but he has never seen any one as difficult to deal with as this child.
His face was livid, and he said coldly, "You're being stubborn, huh? Well, let me see how long you can keep that stubbornness!"
After saying that, he turned away.
Zhu Chengjun wanted to ask him to come back and release him, but he refused to beg for mercy. He could only hold back his tears and grit his teeth to endure the pain in his knees. When he was not careful, his neck was stuck in the iron cage. Soon, his skin was torn and the pain made him cry.
However, he was not the only one suffering.
Behind a mound of earth outside the military camp, a man was lying there, his face covered in mud and dust. He almost blended into the land. It was precisely because of this that so many people coming and going did not notice this small figure in the distance.
It was none other than Wen Bieyu who came looking for Zhu Chengjun.
He also rode his horse around the wilderness all night and unknowingly walked to the vicinity of Arslan's military camp. Only then did he realize that he had come to such a dangerous situation. When he was about to leave, he saw a group of Arslan's men returning to the military camp from outside.
Although he was far away, he did not see Zhu Chengjun in the crowd, but he saw the horse led by the soldiers of the Dian Kingdom - Tayun.
I immediately understood that His Royal Highness the King of Han had unfortunately been captured by the enemy country.
This made him feel very worried. If he was captured by some other bandits passing by, he could just pay money to redeem himself. He also had some valuable things on him. However, Zhu Chengjun was actually captured by the people of Dian who were about to fight with them. Could he still survive?
When he thought about the last time when Zhu Chengjun just ran a little far away and was beaten to pieces, he felt that his life was in danger this time.
Not only that, there is also his uncle and his grandfather.
The boy was also panicked.
However, although he was panicked, he did not panic. Instead, he hid his horse far away, and then sneaked out of the military camp to peek. He found that Zhu Chengjun was first locked up in a tent, and then in a prison car. But he did not understand that it was a torture device. He just looked at Zhu Chengjun being locked up and seemed very weak. He felt heartbroken and could only say in his heart: My little prince, please be patient, be patient, and when I find a chance, I will definitely rescue you.
A gust of wind blew, and some dust was blown onto the faces of the people in the military camp.
Arslan frowned and wiped his face with his hand.
At this time, he looked sharply at the mounds outside the military camp. As far as his eyes could see, there was an inconspicuous but somewhat strange mound.
At this moment, Wen Bieyu, who was behind the mound, broke out in cold sweat.
At this moment, Bayin came over and said to Arslan, "Your Majesty."
Arslan then turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"
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