Chapter 339 Sparing the Life of
the Killer General Tana was shocked for a moment, and then he understood everything.
He felt his head buzzing, and a surge of anger rose up.
"Unfair! Regent, these are all your plans, right!"
Ling Fengxun lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Tana, his eyes were very indifferent, "The facts are in front of us, and there are witnesses and evidences. You still want to quibble?"
Tana almost spit out blood.
Seeing Ling Fengxun's eyes trembling slightly, his heart had already fallen to the bottom.
Their plan was completely seen through by the man in front of him.
Not only that, but they were also defeated.
The person who killed the eldest prince was not the subordinate he arranged, but the person arranged by Ling Fengxun!
Even the other party stole his weapon in advance.
At that time, he didn't pay attention to the weapons on his body and when they were stolen. He was full of plans for the night.
As for Sangge's death, they were indifferent because
Sangge was not the real prince of Mobei.
Therefore, his death was insignificant and was just a tool that could be used.
"You"
Tana's eyes were blazing and his heart was aching with anger: "Shameless!"
He knew that at this point, no matter what he said, the noble and unparalleled regent would not let him go.
"The time has come, chop!"
The voice fell.
Ling Fengxun raised his hand, and his slender fingers pinched a token engraved with the word "chop", and then threw it down from the high chopping block.
At the moment the order to behead was given, the executioner standing on the execution platform had already raised his long knife and then sprayed a mouthful of wine. After
taking down the wooden signs behind the people in the tower, the sun above their heads had already reached the center, and noon had arrived
. The people around were silent.
They watched the executioner raise his long knife with their eyes wide open.
At this tense and exciting moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd.
"Spare his life!"
This very abrupt sentence spread throughout the audience.
Many people showed curiosity on their faces, and then looked in the direction of the voice.
However, this sentence did not have any effect on the executioners on the execution platform, and the knives in their hands still fell according to the predetermined position and time.
The man who had spoken was obviously stunned when he saw this scene.
It seemed that shouting this sentence did not have much effect.
At this moment, the man who followed the one who shouted this sentence took action.
The darts in his hand shot out like flowers from heaven, and heavily collided with the sharp blades that were about to fall.
A critical moment!
Just when Tana thought he was dead, he suddenly heard a fierce sound of metal clashing in his ears.
The sound made his ears hurt a little.
But in the next moment, the big knife that was supposed to fall on his neck finally broke away from the executioner's big hand and fell to the ground with a clang.
This change made the nearby people subconsciously flee backwards, causing great panic and shock among the crowd.
But soon, the guards ran over to maintain order and avoid chaos.
The direction from which the sound came before was now surrounded by the army. Even on the surrounding walls, many soldiers were holding bows and arrows, aiming in that direction.
There was a three-story building there.
In the private room on the top floor of the teahouse, there was a stand, which was the best viewing position.
At this time, a figure in white stood in the stand. His clothes were neat and tidy, his figure was tall and straight, his face was handsome, his features were deep and beautiful, his thin lips were smiling, with a bit of playfulness.
His eyes were very narrow and long, with the tail of his eyes slightly raised, even with a bit of charm. When he looked at people, he was very affectionate, but extremely cunning, like a fox.
This temperament is very inconsistent with his plain and clean white clothes, but it creates a strange sense of harmony.
He holds a pure white folding fan without any patterns or words in his hand, like a noble and eye-catching young man. On his left and right are two beauties who are slightly exposed but extremely charming.
The two beauties only show a pair of eyes, and the exposed parts are exactly the same, even their figures are very similar, they should be twins.
Under the eyes, everything is blocked by the pearl curtain that glitters with fragmented light, mysterious and full of beauty.
The one who just threw the dart is the woman standing on the left side of the man in white, and she even holds another silver plum blossom dart in her hand.
Tana was still in the shadow of death, his mind was blank.
When he came to his senses, he turned his head blankly and looked in the direction that everyone else was paying attention to.
He saw a familiar figure in white from a distance.
That was
And around him, the other Mobei guards were also confused.
When the other party shouted to spare his life, the executioner not only did not stop, but also chopped faster.
A group of people turned their heads and looked in the direction where the dart was sent.
There was a teahouse with about three floors. It was not far away, and the figure on the top floor could be clearly seen.
Countless officers and soldiers had already rushed to the top floor room, raised their swords and pointed at the man in white.
The man in white had no panic on his face. He raised his hand calmly and even put away his folding fan.
"Don't be impulsive. We have no ill intentions. We have something to say to your Regent."
Hearing the other party speak like this, the officers and soldiers around him looked different, but they also did not act rashly.
In this stalemate, someone in the back spoke up: "Pass on the prince's order to remove the arms of several people and then bring them to the prince."
"Yes."
The leading general obeyed the order and approached the man in white and the two beauties with a serious look in his eyes.
The three of them looked like lambs to be slaughtered, with no sign of resistance. The man in white smiled and said, "Your prince is really ruthless. He even said he would cut off our arms."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
The man in white looked helpless, with a pitiful look in his eyes: "General, please be gentle. I'm afraid of pain."
The next moment.
"Ah"
The man in white's face was a little distorted, and his eyes started to turn red in pain. His two arms were cut off and hung down softly. The slightest movement would cause sweat on his forehead.
The other two beauties were treated the same way. This group of people had no intention of showing mercy to them.
However, the two men just turned pale and bit their lips, without making any sound, which formed a sharp contrast with the white-clothed man's pig-like scream.
Afterwards, the three were taken to the place below the Lingfeng Incense in front of everyone.
That is, the beheading platform.
When seeing the white-clothed man appear, General Tana's eyes widened, his voice trembled, and he was obviously very panicked: "Why are you here?"