The beginning of the online game obtained the inheritance of the devil

On the road leading to the Jin Army's camp, there are more and more various troops of the Jin Army. Some are escorting the people, and some are driving various large vehicles loaded with looted property. Sometimes there are many soldiers on the roadside.

The corpses of common people were killed, but there were surprisingly few corpses of Song army soldiers.

The sky gradually darkened, and the Jin troops gradually returned to camp. After the night was completely shrouded, outside the city of Bianjing, except for the wild dogs that were still wandering, it was basically silent. Bai Yan continued the cover of the night and shared the vision through flying insects.

Taking advantage of the situation, he planned the safest and most convenient route and kept sneaking. As he got closer and closer to the Jin Army camp, sentries and Jin Army soldiers patrolling with torches began to appear continuously.

The camp of 100,000 troops spread out, it can be said that it is a mess. The scouts have been searching around and around, looking for Jin Wushu's camp.

Finally, under the illumination of a torch, a huge tent appeared. Surrounded by countless Jin Army soldiers' tents, like stars over the moon, noises and various miscellaneous sounds came. Bai Yan controlled the reconnaissance flying insect drill.

Got in.

Inside this tent, sitting on the chair in the middle, is a cold middle-aged man with a high nose and hawk-like eyes. He is half naked and has a strong upper body, showing many marks left by the war. There is an animal skin hanging diagonally.

He is wearing a waistcoat, and around his waist is a jade belt that he snatched from somewhere. He has a dagger inlaid with this gem in his hand, and is cutting bloody beef. At the same time, he is holding a woman from the Song Dynasty. The woman from the Song Dynasty cannot see clearly.

Her appearance, but her attire, is similar to that of a woman from an official family, but now she is trembling like a quail.

There were two rows of tables and chairs on both sides of the tent. Many Jin Army soldiers were sitting around, enjoying wine and meat, and laughing in various ways.

In the center of the tent, several captured Song women were being forced to dance and sing.

On the right side of the leader's seat, there was a band playing the music of Mi Mi. On the left side of the leader's seat, Bai Yan saw Li Shishi. Li Shishi didn't seem to be hurt at this time, but his expression was full of

of grief, anger and fear.

The person who was with Master Li was actually the Supreme Emperor Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji had completely lost his imperial appearance at this moment. He was like an old man who had his coat stripped off, a sheepskin wrapped around his body, and a chain around his neck. He was tied up like an animal.

On a pillar in the tent, he was lying on the ground with all four limbs, trembling like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Next to Zhao Ji, there was actually a young man standing. This young man had a short and broad face, with deep-set eyes under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows. He was full of fatigue, but he had an upright look that made him look out of place when surrounded by wolves.

"That's enough." Suddenly the cold man in the middle slapped the table and shouted loudly: "The melodious music of the Song Dynasty has ruined the great rivers and mountains. We and the golden warriors cannot stay in love for a long time."

The music stopped suddenly, and the Jin Army soldiers sitting on both sides suddenly clasped their fists in unison: "Here, I obey the king's order."

Sure enough, the cold man in the center was the Jin Wushu Bai Yan was looking for.

Bai Yan, who was still two miles away, was hiding under a haystack and told everyone that he had found the Jin Army camp and would find an opportunity to rush in later. Yan Qing's face was full of excitement.

In the camp, Jin Wushu laughed again and said: "But the flowers and mountains of the Song Dynasty and the women's property can only be enjoyed by me, the strong warrior of Jin Dynasty. You, ladies and gentlemen, all of them will be divided."

The soldiers of the Jin Army laughed heartily, and like wild beasts, they pounced on the trembling dancers, laughing, crying, and whimpering all mixed together.

"Your Majesty, we have delivered the property as promised, and I have also entered the camp as a hostage as promised. Please, Your Majesty, let us and the people of the Song Dynasty go." The one who spoke was actually the young man, among the soldiers of the Jin Army.

This was said with great force.

Before the young man finished speaking, a leader of the Jin Army suddenly jumped over and slapped the young man so hard that his nose and mouth bleeded: "Bold, I, the King Jin Wushu, am here, what qualifications do you have to claim the title of king?"

Jin Wushu waved his hand coldly: "Your ninth prince, Prince Kang, has run away. Song Ting sent you a small side prince to fool me, but you still have the guts to come and negotiate terms with me. You are the emperor of the capital."

What qualifications do you have to be a hostage here with me?"

The young man was so angry that he couldn't speak. Then Zhao Ji crawled on the ground, pulling the young man standing next to him like a dog and said anxiously: "My nephew, you are not so reckless, why don't you apologize to the king quickly?"

The boy, although tears were already welling up in his eyes, stood up straight.

Seeing that the young man did not respond, Zhao Ji quickly climbed up to Jin Wushu and flattered him: "So that the king will know that my nephew Zhao Zicheng is the authentic prince and grandson, and he is also in the lineage of Taizu and Emperor. Can the king let him go?

When I go back, my nephew can stay here as a pledge. When I return to the court, I will definitely let my son cede the land and pay compensation. The king may ask for the property of the children of the Song Dynasty, but he will not refuse."

Jin Wushu kicked Zhao Ji to the corner with a disgusted kick, and looked around everyone with a laugh: "Look, this is the dog-like Supreme Emperor of the Song Dynasty. The country, women, and property of the Song Dynasty will be taken by me.

, Why are you so long-winded? If my descendants are like this dog, someone else will take away this colorful world in the future."

"Here, your Majesty is wise." The soldiers of the Jin army shouted loudly, and the women of the Song Dynasty cried even harder.

Jin Wushu turned his head, looked at the young man seriously, and said coldly and cruelly: "You are one of the few people in Song Dynasty who has backbone, and you are still a prince, so I can't keep you. Someone, drag him out and chop him into pieces."

Feed the dog.”

"Your Majesty, wait a minute." Master Li actually stood up at this moment and faced Jin Wushu directly: "Your Majesty is a genius, Prince Zhao is just a child, how can you stop the general's power? Kill him, don't lose your Majesty's reputation, the world will be honest.

The king is afraid of a child."

After hearing this, Jin Wushu looked at Li Shishi jokingly: "You Song people just like to play with these colorful intestines, what's the use. If you, Miss Shishi, want to save him, just say it straight away, no need to beat around the bush."

At this time, Zhao Ji, who had been kicked away, crawled over again, climbed to the feet of Master Li and begged: "Miss Master, just obey the king, say a good word to the king, and let me go first."

Li Shishi no longer looked at Zhao Ji at this moment. The expression on his face was hesitant, struggling, and painful. Tears could no longer hold back and burst out of his eyes. Although Li Shishi had only been taken away for half a day, he had already seen too many human tragedies and knew that he had fallen into the golden trap.

What will happen in human hands?

"Miss Shishi, I have heard of your reputation a long time ago. When I saw you today, I admire you with all my heart. If you obey me, I will spare this kid's life." Jin Wushu was still holding his arms in his arms at this moment.

The captured Song woman naturally spoke to Master Li.

"Master, Miss, I am inconvenienced. I have already given up on my life and death when I am here. I, the official of the Great Song Dynasty, am ashamed of my people. If I die, I can forgive my sins and any eventualities. I can go down to see Emperor Taizu so that I can explain.

Among the nobles of Tianhuang, there are not those who are completely afraid of death." The young Zhao Zixuan actually said sonorously and forcefully at this moment.

Zhao Ji was lying on the ground, his face red and his ears red, and he did not dare to raise his head.

Bai Yan kept advancing outside the camp. Seeing the critical situation, he controlled the scout flying insects, slowly approached Li Shishi, then hid them in Li Shishi's hair, used directional sound waves, and said in Li Shishi's ear: "Master

Senior sister, don’t panic, we are here to rescue you and we won’t delay it for another moment and a half.”