Chapter 2364 When Will the Cycle of Revenge End?

The prisoners continued to clear the city.

In fact, it is winter now, and there are still more than ten days before the Han Chinese New Year. There is no wind and sand, so the city top looks very clean.

But according to Miergan's logic, if you don't work, you will die, so no matter what you are doing, you can't let people idle.

Sweeping the streets is unrealistic and will cause unpredictable dangers. For example, if these Ming army prisoners suddenly break out and cause riots, etc.

Therefore, before the beginning of spring, these prisoners have to continue to sweep the city, and sometimes they are also responsible for carrying supplies.

Several years of being prisoners made these people numb, and they did whatever they were told.

Not that no one resisted, but in the end they all became heads hanging outside the city gate.

This is the enemy!

No one made a more profound impression on Halleb than these prisoners of war.

If divisions and fighting continue, Hallel will gradually weaken himself until he is destroyed.

But Meergan unified Halie. Where will Halie go without internal disputes?

When the sun slid to the horizon, the day's work was completed.

If it were any other place, they would probably be imprisoned when they were dead, but not in Samarkand.

Meergan needed these Ming army prisoners to show up at the city gate every day. He hoped that this would encourage his subjects.

Masson has long been accustomed to being looked at and laughed at.

In the past, when the Harel people were afraid of the Ming Dynasty, they would be attacked by a wave of debris when they came out.

Now everyone is used to it. Except for some children throwing things when they are on the street, the Harlequins don't even look at them.

Time will always erase everything that is new, just as a man and a woman are attracted to each other like a magnet, to gradually looking at that perhaps beautiful face without any feeling, it only takes time to make a little trouble in the middle .

Ma Song stared at the general. He swore that he would be able to take revenge. He even thought about how to take revenge, such as feeding him shit.

Everyone got off the top of the city together and then went into the city.

The small market gradually became deserted, with only two merchants still haggling and a few men waiting for the outcome of their negotiations so that they could take over the hard work.

The temperature began to drop, and Masson felt a little cold. He glanced over there blankly, and saw a face he had vaguely seen before.

But Zhao Xing was already sure that these people were the ones he saw yesterday, and the people's eyes looked at him in the same way, with a slight flicker of warmth.

He had never been looked at like this before, so he looked at the other person a few more times.

But the man turned back, sniffing and waiting for the outcome of the businessman's negotiation.

Is that an illusion?

Zhao Xing was a little disappointed. A familiar shout came from behind him, and he had to speed up his pace.

When he was almost passing the small market, he couldn't help but look back over there again.

Nothing!

Back at the place of imprisonment, half a piece of dry biscuit was his dinner.

Zhao Xing lost one-third of his weight in the past few years. When he took off his clothes, his sternum could be clearly seen on his dirt-covered body.

In the darkness, he lay on the moldy hay, thinking quietly about his hometown.

When night falls, only sleeping can make people forget their situation.

Zhao Xing didn't sleep. He was listening to the snoring and thinking about something.

He wanted to run, but he had observed carefully in the past few years and could not find an opportunity to escape.

There is a dead end in the city. If you want to run, you can only run outside the city.

As a former scout of Baihu, he dared to say that he could escape to the Ming Dynasty with a 50% certainty as long as he had a war horse.

But how can you escape from the eyes of the guarding sergeants?

The sergeant at the city gate was the second hurdle, one that made him give up his thoughts many times.

Anyone else would have given up on these ideas in such desperate circumstances.

But Zhao Xing was different, he never gave up.

He thought of his mother. After being captured, if no one proves it, he will be treated as killed in battle and martyred for his country.

He worried that his mother would be heartbroken.

"mother!"

Suddenly someone in the room called mother in a dream.

Zhao Xing turned sideways, and in the rustling voice, tears fell silently.

…

Wang Yan, who did not get the business, took his brothers back.

At this moment, everyone is cooking, and there is more smoke in the city.

The smoke gradually gathered together, looking like a thin layer of clouds.

He led people around in those streets and alleys, and on the way, he even bought a big meat pie for each of them.

By the time they licked their lips and arrived at the gathering area of ​​the powerful, it was completely dark.

Two men came over quietly and reported, "Sir, that man has gone home. The house is very quiet."

Wang Yan was looking at the house more than 200 steps away and said: "Mier killed the minister. He is currently the most suspected. He must be in a bad mood. How can he be in the mood to talk."

Xiao Guwei asked with a smile: "Sir, why should we kill them?"

Wang Yan said: "The time has come to rescue them. Before that, we need to make the city more chaotic."

Gradually, many surrounding houses began to sing and dance with great voices.

Samarkand is the choke point for east-west traffic. All kinds of women gather here, and these powerful people are naturally the first to enjoy it.

Chen Deng led someone to touch it.

Half an hour later, Chen Deng came back.

"Sir, no problem."

Wang Yan nodded and said, "Do it!"

He personally led Chen Deng and others to quietly approach the gate of the house.

A soldier, by some unknown means, quietly opened the door.

There was no light in the room, only a faint light could be seen flickering on the steps.

The two soldiers quickly searched around and came back shaking their heads.

Wang Yan went up the steps first, as if he was at home.

When he went up to the second floor, he could see the corridor and the light leaking from the room.

Using the light to judge whether there was anyone was the most efficient, and Chen Deng quickly found the master bedroom.

He prepared to quietly open the bedroom door.

"Kick it open!"

Wang Yan bent down and ordered.

Chen Deng said in confusion: "Sir, it will be exposed."

Wang Yan stopped explaining, and Chen Deng's heart trembled, so he took a step back, and then kicked the door hard.

"Bang!"

The bedroom door was kicked in like a child's toy.

"Who are you?"

There was a middle-aged man lying on the bed. He was awakened and had sat up.

Wang Yan went over first, and the short knife in his hand was shining under the light.

The man knew that he was a suspect, but he also knew that he did not kill the man, so he was depressed, but calm.

Seeing Wang Yan coming with a knife, he thought a lot in an instant.

Not everyone can think of leaving clues of the murderer before dying.

But this man did it.

When the short knife in Wang Yan's hand was swung, he shouted: "I didn't kill anyone! I didn't kill anyone!"

"What did he say?"

Wang Yan stopped the short knife, and a sergeant said: "Sir, he said he didn't kill anyone."

Wang Yan smiled and said: "Great!"

The man didn't understand these words, but he quickly distinguished the source of this language.

It's Ming people!

He regretted it, and in a flash, the whole thing went through his mind.

The murderer is Ming people, they want to provoke!

He opened his mouth and prepared to spread the news with a roar, but the knife light was faster.

The blood flashed, and Wang Yan didn't need to check, just by the feeling in his hand just now, he knew that the man was finished.

He walked out of the bedroom again. At this time, several servants were startled by the noise of kicking the door just now, and the man's subsequent shouting, so they all ran away.

After the assassination, all the suspicions pointed to their master, and now Ha Lie is not stable yet. The wild officials are likely to retaliate. Only fools will run away.

Yes, no one came to check, so Wang Yan's plan fell through.

"Go!"

They quickly went down the stairs, and the servants just ran out.

"Murder!"

With a shout, Wang Yan disappeared into the darkness with his men.

The patrolling army arrived quickly, and after seeing the suspect's tragic death, they immediately arranged for someone to pursue.

He just asked someone to pursue, and then he went to report the news to Miergan in person.

This is a vortex, and he doesn't want to get involved.

Yes, up to now, his judgment is revenge.

You kill me, I kill you, when will the revenge end!

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