The captive's teeth were clenched tightly, and his left face was firmly stomped by the smelly boot, making a heart-shaking sound.

And because of his struggle, his right face, which was in contact with the ground, was already bleeding.

Blood flowed out from the side of his face, and Tongzhi said in disgust: "Eat him, otherwise I will knock off your mouthful teeth."

The captive still gritted his teeth and breathed rapidly, but refused to speak again.

Tongyi borrowed a short sword, turned the hilt and smiled, "I will use this place to knock down your teeth one by one. If you don't die, you will have to drink water in the future."

"Masong, eat it!"

Someone behind was shouting in the Ming Dynasty, and then a soldier from Halie went over and waved his whip, and his screams came as scheduled.

"grown ups!"

The captive suddenly opened his mouth, and Tongyi was stunned, then threw the tendons into his mouth, and watched him chewing hard, then asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

The captive nodded, but tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and blue veins rose up on his forehead and temples.

The general couldn't help but be very happy when he saw it, and said, "There are still bones over there, let that man chew."

The captives who were beaten there were finally freed. He naturally took the lamb leg bones that had been gnawed with some fascia and said to the general: "Thank you, sir."

Seeing his gentleness, the general felt lost and said, "Sweep the floor!"

So the prisoners continued to sweep the floor, and the fallen Ma Song also got up, his eyes blank.

He swept the city numbly, feeling that he had no desire to live.

"Stay useful and wait for the opportunity."

The familiar voice came from behind him. It was this voice that made him compromise and saved his life.

That was Zhao Xing, the official of a hundred households who was captured with him.

Zhao Xing had already gnawed the bones of lamb legs, sucked the bone marrow, and licked his fingers greedily.

Ma Song said depressedly: "Sir, it's too far."

Not only did Meiergan know, but even Ma Song knew that the distance between the two countries was a natural barrier.

So he was in despair.

Zhao Xing looked around quietly and said, "Don't despair. The charming meat is coming. The Ming Dynasty will feel threatened. Maybe one day the expedition will come. At least, you have to send an envoy to test it. If you can be taken back, even if you are unarmed and go to farm."

Ma Song lowered his head, but was not moved by these words.

"Sir, I miss my mother. I don't know if she is crying very much..."

Zhao Xing still looked like he was not stingy, but there was a look of pain in his eyes.

"Well, I thought about it, too."

...

Sweeping the floor is a mechanical and boring thing. Unless you have the concentration of a sweeping monk, you will be crazy if you sweep the floor for a day.

The captives swept until the afternoon before they cleaned the city.

They were exhausted and were driven off the city.

Although the Halie who was guarding them had no work, they stood there for a day and naturally felt very bad.

The city gate was also preparing to close. The soldiers guarding the gate yawned and looked carelessly at a caravan that finally entered the city.

"examine!"

Someone stopped the caravan, and the soldiers cheered up and began to flip the goods on the carriage randomly.

The goods were very ordinary, mostly grain. Under the background of the Great Construction of Samarkand, even these sergeants dared not extort the merchants who transported grain.

So the caravan was able to enter the city.

At this time, the deserted sunset began to set, and red and yellow glow fell on the city.

Zhao Xing looked back at the city wall under the afterglow of the sunset. A desolation came in his heart, and a feeling of at a loss arises naturally.

"go back!"

Tongzhi shouted. He also felt tired, and felt that if such days were day after day, he should go to another job.

He lazily looked at the last few people who entered the city, and then laughed.

The exposed skin of these people was covered in darkness. It is winter now, so it must be the coolie who has been burning for a long time this summer.

The coolies nodded and bowed to thank the soldiers who were about to close the door, and then were scolded a few times before they felt at ease and smiled humbly.

One of the coolies glanced at the translator and then glanced at the prisoners again.

"Why did it flash?"

Tongzhi felt that a light had stabbed him just now, so he was too lazy to find him, so he followed the prisoners into the city.

Zhao Xing had just seen the cold eyes that suddenly appeared.

His heart moved, and he pretended to turn around and look at the city, then glanced at the coolie.

Just as the coolie accidentally turned his head, his eyes briefly met.

Smile.

Zhao Xing swore that he must have seen the smile, and that it was a very familiar smile.

He was thinking about the meaning of that smile, but he was always unable to understand it.

And after those coolies entered the city, they soon disappeared without a trace.

The sky gradually darkened, the galaxy was brilliant, the sky was unexpectedly blue, and it looked like dawn.

Wang Yan is having a meal.

He did not light the lamp because the lamp oil was very expensive and many families were reluctant to light it. Therefore, most of the entire city of Samarkand was pitch black. The brightest place was the royal palace, followed by the gathering area of ​​the powerful.

He bit the bread expressionlessly, then took a sip of water and chewed it carefully.

After obtaining food, try to eat slowly. The more carefully you chew, you can gain more strength from the food.

He chewed carefully like this and quietly looked at the night sky in the distance from the open door.

Soldiers must be able to endure loneliness, otherwise it will be difficult to entrust heavy responsibilities.

The night sky is beautiful, and countless stars form a galaxy, hanging densely in the sky, like sand by the sea.

In the darkness, he suddenly stopped chewing, and then his body disappeared behind the door like a poisonous snake.

There are sounds around, the sounds of adults scolding children, the sounds of cooking, and the sounds of children making noises...

Under the background of these sounds, a black shadow quietly appeared outside the door.

The black shadow stood outside the door and stood quietly for a while, then gently knocked on the door with his fingers twice, and stepped in.

He walked into the room and when he turned around again, the door behind him had been closed silently, and a black shadow stood behind the door and looked at him coldly.

"grown ups."

"Why come to see me at night?"

"Sir, I'm in my place."

Wang Yan in the dark nodded slightly and said, "The time is right. Samarkand is so peaceful. You may not have seen blood for a long time."

The black shadow lowered his voice and said happily: "Sir, brothers have been so tired of being suffocated, how can I do it?"

Wang Yan's eyes flashed slightly in the glimmer of light, "Aren't there two civil servants having conflicts recently? It's very noisy all day long."

The black shadow sniffed, "Sir, then let them shut up?"

"Yes, Xing and Bo have always thought it was good."

Wang Yan's voice was a little erratic, as if he was recalling something.

"One of the sentences is... If the verbal is useful, then why do you still have the army to do? So don't talk nonsense if you can do it! The Halie doesn't know this, let's tell them."

...

Samarkand is charming at night, and there are no pedestrians on the streets.

Occasionally, a team of patrolling soldiers came from a distance, and the footsteps made the families beside them silent. Only after they left did they start talking with relief.

The most majestic building in the city is the royal palace, where Meiergan and his wife and children live.

There are warriors who are most loyal to Meiergan in the palace. Unless it is a mutiny in the army, you will be at ease.

So the soldiers did not stop when they patrolled here, and did not even take a look.

The rotating sergeants in front of the palace were too lazy to see these comrades. In their eyes, these patrolling sergeants were coolies in the army and had a low status.
Chapter completed!