Dandere General and his Lord

In the late autumn season, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his back.

At that time, they crashed into the trap set by the heart of the Quanrong people.

The tripping horses, the pits and the rockets fired from all sides did not make the young general of the Helan family lose his rules. He calmly directed the well-trained guards to quickly form a circular formation.

Point the spear at the enemy, keep your own men behind.

Work together to defend against enemy attacks.

Li Zhong had to quietly pull out the dagger and approach He Lanzhen from behind.

He got it.

At that moment, Helanzhen turned her head sharply and looked at him in disbelief, at the dagger he stabbed from behind.

He Lanzhen's dying expression seemed to freeze, shaking back and forth in front of Li Zhong's eyes. He panicked for no reason, and he was almost unable to stabilize himself.

Li Zhong desperately said to himself repeatedly in his heart, calm down, you must be calm, the lord doesn't know anything, and he must not show his feet in front of the lord.

Can't blame him, can't blame him.

He has been a cow and a horse for the Helan family for so many years. He first followed the old Lang Zhongling and then the young General Helanzhen. He was born and died several times, but so far he is still just a little lieutenant.

That He Lanzhen seemed to treat him with courtesy, but Li Shu Li shouted, but he didn't really take him seriously.

Helanzhen was even willing to help a lowly slave, and did not remember herself as an old man who had served the Helan family for many years.

He is already old, and it is impossible to fight for many more years on the battlefield. He has to think about his descendants.

The lord of Xirong, quietly contacted him again and again, and sent boxes of treasures, promising to give him and his sons high-ranking officials and honors.

The dazzling gold and silver mountains, the alluring prospect, finally shook his heart.

People don't kill themselves for their own sake, do they?

Li Zhong quietly raised his head sadly and glanced at the Lady Tianxiang behind the lord.

His plan had been successful.

He took He Lanzhen's body back to the city openly, set up a mourning hall in front of the entire city's military and civilians, made a loud voice of grief and spread rumors, and the military's heart was almost dissipated.

Unfortunately, only a little bit.

If it wasn't for this woman who happened to come to the city and made her own decision to go to the top of the city as a concubine of justice, stick to the city gate, and stabilize people's hearts, he could have quietly opened the city gate while the chaos and let the soldiers and horses enter the city. .

"I see." The lord finally spoke.

The lord seemed to believe what he said, the whole eye circles were red, and there were tears in his eyes.

Li Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, "General Helan is on top, I learned that the lord..."

"It turned out that you killed him."

Cheng Qianye's tears solidified in her eyes, her expression was indifferent, almost out of anger.

"No, no, what did you say, my lord?" Li Zhong couldn't believe his ears. He waved his hands, eager to tell the difference.

Cheng Qianye stood up and called softly, "Qiaosheng."

Mo Qiaosheng stepped forward, twisted Li Zhong's injured arm, and pressed him to the ground with one movement.

Li Zhong struggled desperately, and everyone was surprised to find that his injured arm was very flexible with a splint, and it seemed that the injury was not as serious as it appeared on the surface.

Mo Qiaosheng pressed against his shoulder and twisted his arm back.

The people at the scene only heard a clear click, and Li Zhong shouted like a pig.

His arm was broken.

Mo Qiaosheng still didn't stop, stepped on his forearm, grabbed his fingers and pushed back hard.

Li Zhong grabbed his arm tightly and rolled on the ground in pain.

His wrists and fingers were dislocated together, twisted into a terrifying shape,

"I was wronged! I was wronged!" he screamed desperately.

And Cheng Qianye just looked at him expressionlessly, and said two words indifferently: "Continue."

Mo Qiaosheng made a heavy hand without hesitation.

The people at the scene looked at each other.

They looked at the lord with a frosty face, and the cruel General Mo.

For a moment I didn't understand what was going on.

Until Ajia comes back.

Ah Jia pressed a person back, and that person had obviously been brutally tortured in a short period of time.

He was wounded all over his body, tied with hemp rope, and fell to the ground, shrinking into a ball and shivering.

Ajia held a confession in both hands,

"In that battle, only five people came back alive with Li Zhong, and one of them has confessed. They colluded with Quan Rong and designed to frame General Helan. The remaining four are being interrogated and have not confessed yet. Please make a decision."

There was an uproar.

Helan Yanyi pulled out his sword and pressed it against Li Zhong's neck. His beard was trembling and his voice was hoarse: "My Helan family has never treated you badly, why did you kill me Zhen'er?"

Li Zhong gritted his teeth, he knew that his crime could not be concealed.

The muscles on his face shook again and again, and after a while he said fiercely: "You treat me well? You just treat me as a dog of your Helan family, why have you ever really thought about me!"

Helan Yanzhi was about to split, holding his sword and trembling all over. The young people behind him, his nephews and nephews, stubbornly stopped him and prevented him from being impulsive in front of the lord.

Ajia looked at Cheng Qianye, she hoped that Cheng Qianye could

These traitors will give her a trial, so that she can better inquire about the enemy's intelligence and make use of it.

At the same time, she was very curious.

She was trained to be a professional spy since childhood.

She instinctively felt something was wrong with this matter.

But the lord is more decisive than her, the lord found the traitor almost without hesitation, and convicted him without interrogation.

How did the lord do it?

Ajia thought it was very novel, and she thought excitedly in her heart: It's really interesting to be able to follow this lord.

Cheng Qianye looked at A Jia, she knew that A Jia was the one left to her by Zhang Fu, and he was good at dealing with such things.

"Then I'll give it to you. You and Lang Zhongling, Lord Helan Yanzhi, will try this case together. You must have a detailed statement. After the trial is over..."

Ajia is waiting for her next words,

"The main offender is in the busy city, and he will be executed at the end of the day. His corpse will be abandoned in the city and must not be restrained. The servants will all bow their heads and hang them at the gate of the city to show the public for three days."

Li Zhong was covered in cold sweat, slumped to the ground, his lips twitched, and he was speechless.

Cheng Qianye didn't look at him, she looked at the dark coffin above the mourning hall.

He sighed lightly for a long time: "What's the use, no matter what, you will never come back."

...

Mo Qiaosheng stood on the city wall, and a white funeral procession helped the coffin of General Helan to return to his hometown, and the funeral car with more than a thousand passengers wound away to the north.

When someone approached behind him, Mo Qiaosheng turned to his side and bowed in salute: "My lord, you are here too."

Cheng Qianye stood side by side with Mo Qiaosheng: "Well, I'll give him a ride."

The wind at the top of the city was very strong, and the strong cold wind ruffled Cheng Qianye's clothes and cooled her heart.

Mo Qiaosheng said, "As long as there is a war, there will be death."

He was trying to comfort Cheng Qianye, even though he couldn't even comfort himself.

"I always knew that the road to success must be paved with bones." Cheng Qianye looked at the snow-white paper money flying in the sky, and seemed to be talking to himself, "But being my friend, I really died. In front of me. My heart is still hard to accept."

"General Helan is the first person who sincerely loves me since I came to the lord. Although he is of noble birth, he doesn't mind my background. Every time someone criticizes me for embarrassing me, he always thinks of a way to take action. Help." Mo Qiaosheng clenched his fists slowly, "He is such a gentleman, naturally it is not easy to see the darkness around him, so he is harmed by villains."

Cheng Qianye recalled the past, "At that time he beat you once. I was dissatisfied with him in my heart, and I secretly played bad things. He was locked up in the prison for several days before he was released. I didn't expect you to become friends later."

"Let me go to the Quan Rong, my lord." Mo Qiaosheng looked westward.

Cheng Qianye followed his gaze to the west, and there was a gorgeous sunset on the horizon.

"Okay, let's go out on a crusade against the Quanjun."

The author has something to say: I am reluctant to write about his death directly from the perspective of classmate Helan, so I have to write about it from the side.

There were only two characters who set the book to go offline halfway, one was Cheng Feng and the other was He Lanzhen. Later, Cheng Feng was really reluctant, so he changed his ending.

I've always been a little reluctant to write too many shots of classmate Helan. Therefore, Helan's shots are all clicked, so that many readers don't remember him very much.

What I want to say is that on the battlefield, a well-known general may also die of a disease, an assassination, a frame-up, and may not always have a truly spectacular death. So I set him up this way. Touch my little General Helan, I feel wronged.