Feng Yuheng's words caused the Dashun soldiers to burst into laughter again, and even the deputy general beside Bi Xiu almost had internal injuries. That's right, he is tall and strong, but Bi Xiu is very short. It's not an exaggeration to say that he looks like his grandson. It's a pity that he doesn't even have a wife, and he hasn't even given birth to a son, so how can he have a grandson.
He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and he was so uncomfortable that he had to turn around and cough. However, Bi Xiu screamed again, and turned around and kicked him, knocking him to the ground. Then he heard Bi Xiu say, "Go, call my concubine over." After that, he lowered his head and looked at his feet, "Go and move a few more bricks. I want to put on a good show for those people below!"
The deputy general didn't know what the play was, but when he talked about the concubine, his eyes lit up. He had also seen the concubine, and she really looked like Princess Ji'an of Dashun! It's not an exaggeration to say that they are exactly the same. The general wanted to bring the concubine up at this time... Could it be that he wanted to make things difficult for the Dashun people? After all, even if it's not the same person, looking at such a face, the Dashun soldiers would not feel good, right? Thinking of the special hobbies of General Bi Xiu in some aspects, the deputy general couldn't help but smile, and quickly got up to call for help.
But Bi Xiu turned around and laughed at the people below, saying, "Since Princess Ji'an is unwilling to consummate her marriage with your husband, then I will do this good deed for your husband in a moment!"
His words confused the Dashun soldiers. He would replace him? Could he replace him? No one knew what Bi Xiu meant by this, but Feng Yuheng guessed it. She frowned and whispered to Xuan Tianming, "But do we need to mess with Fu Ya?"
Xuan Tianming snorted coldly: "I guess that's what it means."
"Is that general suffering from hallucination?" Feng Yuheng found it funny. "Is there something wrong with his brain? Instead of thinking about how to fight the enemy, a real man spends all day thinking about some crooked ideas. Is that going to kill any of our soldiers or make each of us lose a piece of flesh? How childish."
Xuan Tianming also thought it was childish, but he had heard of Bi Xiu's character. He was almost a dissolute guy. If he wanted to humiliate her, it would be disgusting to bring someone who looked exactly like Feng Yuheng. He discussed with his wife: "Why don't we just attack the city directly? Why watch him perform that show?"
Feng Yuheng shook his head and refused: "No, no, we can't keep bombing the city. Although we have enough ammunition, the wall city needs to be repaired after it is blown up. Yueping City is so far away from Lanzhou, it is difficult to transport blue bricks here. It is not cost-effective."
Xuan Tianming spread his hands and said, "It was you who said not to blow it up. If you get annoyed by that groundhog later, don't blame me for not reminding you."
Feng Yuheng nodded, "Don't worry, people who deserve to die should not live anymore. Not only the groundhog deserves to die, but Fu Ya's life should also end. Two new graves next to the oasis in the eastern suburbs of Shaping City are waiting to be commemorated with her blood! Today is the perfect day, and it's delivered to our doorstep." Her eyes became fierce. "Fu Ya, you have lived for so long, you should pay the price for what you have done."
Soon, there was movement on the wall of Yueping City again. This time, soldiers really put bricks under Bi Xiu's feet, and there were quite a few of them, so that Bi Xiu could stand on the bricks and stick half of his body out. But Bi Xiu no longer had the sense of security he had before. The reason why he dared to climb the wall was mostly because he relied on his short stature. As long as he shrank his neck, he could use the wall to save his life. Now that he suddenly became taller, it made him a bigger target. A general of a country was terrified.
However, thinking about the good show that was about to be staged, his mood became cheerful again. It had always been Dashun who had troubled him, and today, he had to make the people of Dashun unhappy. Isn't Princess Ji'an getting married? Very good, let him complete this wedding night for her in this way!
Soon, Fu Ya was brought to the city wall. The woman got a red dress from somewhere, which matched Feng Yuheng's outfit to some extent, and Bi Xiu was very satisfied.
But for Fu Ya, this was the second time she had climbed the city wall. The first time was in the Northern Territory, when she was captured by Duanmu Anguo's men and was also sent to the high city wall. With the shadow of that time, her legs were shaking when she stood at such a high place again. But Bi Xiu didn't care whether she was shaking or not. When he saw someone coming, he pulled him in front of him. Before Fu Ya could ask him why he called her, he had already pushed her to the edge of the city wall, with half of his body sticking out.
Fu Ya was so scared that she closed her eyes. She felt that if Bi Xiu used more strength, she would be pushed down. But she was unwilling to accept it. She suppressed her fear and asked, "General, what do you want me to do?"
Bi Xiu laughed obscenely, "Don't worry, young lady, you will know in a moment!" After that, he shouted to the Dashun Army opposite: "Open your eyes and look, your Princess Ji'an, your Ninth Prince's bride, is now in my hands!" As he spoke, he stroked Fu Ya's face and pinched it hard, then said: "She is really beautiful, and her face is very elastic. Do you want to touch it with me?"
After he said this, Fu Ya immediately understood Bi Xiu's intention. A chill suddenly rose in her heart, and the shame she hadn't seen for a long time also hit her instantly. After all, she was not a very promiscuous person. After all, she was forced to follow Bi Xiu's lead by the situation. However, she didn't expect that the joke she made to him to imagine herself as Feng Yuheng would become the outlet for Bi Xiu to vent his anger on her today. Fu Ya was unwilling to give up, and twisted her body a few times to try to struggle, but how could she twist Bi Xiu? The martial artist's hand was like an iron clamp, holding her tightly on the city wall. No matter how she begged, Bi Xiu showed no mercy.
The Dashun soldiers saw this scene clearly, even though everyone knew that it was not the real Princess Ji'an, their Princess was right in front of the army, riding on a camel side by side with the Ninth Prince! But the woman's bright red dress and her face that looked exactly like the Princess still dazzled the soldiers. Even though they knew it wasn't her, they still felt it was very annoying.
Bi Xiu seemed to see what the Dashun soldiers were thinking, and he couldn't help but smile lewdly. Then he heard him say loudly: "Princess Ji'an, this general will spend the wedding night with you here tonight, right under the eyes of the three armies, okay?" After asking, without waiting for the other party to answer, he tore Fu Ya's clothes open. The red skirt was torn into strips, and it could no longer cover her body. Fu Ya closed her eyes in humiliation, and her tears fell along the wall, but she did not arouse any sympathy. She knew that she deserved it.
Bi Xiu was a beast. In front of everyone, under the high city wall, he took off his battle robe, tore off her fur pants, grabbed her hair and pressed her on the city wall, and had sex with her in an extremely humiliating posture. Fu Ya cried silently, and a thought suddenly came to her mind: Is Ban Zou, who is beside Feng Yuheng, also watching her? Will Ban Zou feel distressed when he sees her being humiliated like this? That is her hero. How she hopes that her hero can save her again. As long as he can save her from this city wall, she will not fight for anything from now on!
Unfortunately, Ban Zoukan saw it, but he had no intention of saving her at all. He was Feng Yuheng's secret guard. If he pulled out a hair, it would be on Feng Yuheng's side. How could he save Fu Ya who had brought it upon herself? Not only would he not save her, but he felt that Fu Ya deserved what she had ended up like this. People who don't respect themselves, don't love themselves, and don't know who they are, don't deserve to live in this world anymore.
Bi Xiu's beastly behavior caused cheers from the ancient Shu army, but the Dashun army was full of hatred. He Gan went to Feng Yuheng's side and discussed with her: "Master, I can kill the general with one shot, do you want to do it?"
Feng Yuheng raised her lips and chuckled, "Take action? Of course we have to, but it's not you who will do it, I will do it myself." As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her hand, and the Desert Eagle in her hand was fired without even aiming.
Bi Zheng was so busy that his mind was full of the wedding night with Princess Ji'an of Dashun. He was so obsessed with fantasy that he didn't pay any attention to the enemy's movements. Of course, even if he noticed, it wouldn't matter. The speed of the bullet was not like that of a bow and arrow, so he couldn't hide. Even if he saw it clearly, he had nowhere to escape.
So, the Dashun soldiers watched as their princess casually raised her head, and then they heard a "bang" and a hole was opened in the middle of Bixiu's forehead.
The sharpshooters had practiced their marksmanship to be very accurate over the past few months, but they were not as accurate as Feng Yuheng, who could shoot at will. The shot hit him right in the middle of his forehead, and even his own people gasped. He Gan said admiringly, "Master, you have a great marksmanship."
Looking at Bi Xiu again, as a blood hole appeared between his eyebrows, his whole body seemed to be frozen at first, then shook twice, and suddenly fell backwards. As for Fu Ya, at the moment when Bi Xiu fell, he suddenly exerted force before he died and pushed down the wall.
Everyone witnessed the whole process of Fu Ya falling, but no one showed any sympathy. Everyone knew about the fake princess in Lanzhou, and the people of Dashun hated her so much that some people even clapped and cheered when she fell.
Fu Ya heard the cheers from Dashun, and she felt an endless expectation in her heart. She still remembered that she was pushed under the city wall in the Northland, but just before she landed, someone came down like a hero from the sky and held her tightly in his arms. That person entered her heart at first sight, and even though she was now a broken flower, she still missed that embrace.
She kept thinking that Ban Zou would appear, and with this hope in her heart, the process of falling was not so scary. She even hoped that she would reach the bottom quickly, and at the last moment, her hero would appear, save her from the water and fire, and lead her to rebirth.
But she didn't know that on the Dashun Army side, Xuan Tianming was pointing at her and saying to his wife beside him: "Do you think that woman is still thinking about someone saving her?"
Feng Yuheng looked at Ban Zou with amusement and raised an eyebrow: "Why don't you go and rescue him?"
Ban Zou shook his head. "In this world, the only thing that can be reborn from the ashes is the phoenix. And the only one who can be the phoenix is the master."
Yes, there is only one phoenix in the world, and Fu Ya is not worthy.
With a muffled sound, Fu Ya plunged headfirst into the sand outside Yueping City. After his body twitched several times, he fell silent.
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