Mo Xiuyao raised an eyebrow and laughed lightly, "What retribution is I afraid of? The Prince Ding Mansion has served the country loyally for generations, what good retribution have they received? "
"Are Wang Fei and Shizi Ye not afraid?" Long Yang said. When these words were said, Mo Xiuyao's frown instantly froze. Mo Xiuyao suddenly looked at Long Yang. That blood-filled gaze caused Long Yang's heart to tremble. He heard Mo Xiuyao say harshly, "Kill them!" Turning back to look at Long Yang, Mo Xiuyao said coldly, "You better pray that Li Li will be safe for the rest of her life, otherwise … … I will bury all the people in this world with her!"
Hearing Mo Xiuyao's order, the executioners on the execution ground once again raised the knives in their hands … …
"Stop!" A clear female voice came from behind. Everyone's hands paused. They saw a white-robed figure land in the middle of the execution ground like a white cloud. Ye Li turned to look at the dark red blood at her feet and frowned. Then she looked at the sobbing commoners who had been brought to the execution ground and sighed in relief. There was still time … …
"Li Li, why have you come?" Mo Xiuyao stilled and his cold face warmed. He stood up and asked gently as he looked at the white-robed figure on the execution ground. Ye Li raised her eyes and looked at the man with snow-white robes and snow-white hair on the high platform. Her handsome face had a faint warmth and gentleness. It was completely different from the cold and emotionless voice that sounded like an Asura.
She led Feng Zhiyao onto the high platform. Feng Zhiyao was the first to experience his Prince's knife-like gaze. He helplessly rubbed his nose and stood to the side. Wang Fei had come back at this time, it had nothing to do with him.
"Li Li, why have you come? Why don't you go back and rest after working so hard for so many days? "Mo Xiuyao asked unhappily when he saw the tiredness on Ye Li's face.
Ye Li helplessly rolled her eyes at him. Who was the one who caused her to not be able to go back to rest?
"What's going on? Why did you suddenly … "Ye Li asked in a low voice. If possible, she didn't want to ask Mo Xiuyao about it in this place. But now was not the time to choose a place for her. If he hesitated, the heads of nearly a hundred thousand people would roll. In both her past and present life, Ye Li was still a soldier. She was not afraid of war, nor was she afraid of death. However, killing prisoners and innocent civilians was clearly not within her moral bottom line. Moreover, this would damage the reputation of Mo Xiuyao and the Mohist army. A few years ago, Mo Xiuyao had killed thousands of Da Chu State soldiers in the Northwest. This had already caused many scholars to criticize him. If the citizens of the city were added, then it really wasn't a good thing for Mo Xiuyao.
Mo Xiuyao slightly knit his brows and said in a low voice: "Li Li, you don't need to care about these things. Go back and rest first, okay? When I finish dealing with these things, I will go back to accompany you. We can rest in Bian City for two days. "
"Xiuyao." Facing Mo Xiuyao's obvious desire to change the topic, Ye Li quietly looked at him with a trace of worry in her eyes. "Xiuyao, I'm a bit tired. Can you accompany me back to rest first? We can talk about these things another day. "Ye Li said softly. Her voice was weak and tired.
Mo Xiuyao's heart softened. He lowered his head and looked at Ye Li's dark eyes. Finally, he bent down and picked up Ye Li and walked out. Ye Li leaned into Mo Xiuyao's arms and raised her head to give Feng Zhiyao a meaningful look. Feng Zhiyao nodded slightly, indicating that she would leave it to him. Only then did he rest assured and close his eyes against Mo Xiuyao. She really was a bit tired after these few days.
Mo Xiuyao carried Ye Li past the execution ground. His gaze lightly swept over the kneeling West-Hill soldiers. A trace of disdain and ridicule flashed through his cold eyes. Among these West-Hill soldiers, there was no lack of staunch and unyielding people. After being defeated and captured, they were already prepared to die. Now that they saw Mo Xiuyao's mocking gaze, how could they endure it? One of them fiercely spat and sneered, "Surnamed Mo, if you want to kill me, then kill me. Twenty years later, I will be a good man again. I will definitely slaughter everyone in your Prince Ding Mansion! "
Mo Xiuyao's eyes were cold. He said lightly, "Since that is the case, I will fulfill your wish. Kill them all! "After that, he no longer paid attention to the people in front of him. Carrying Ye Li, he strolled out of the execution ground. The people who stayed behind looked at each other. The wangfei clearly meant that they were not allowed to kill, but the Prince wanted them all to be killed. To kill or not to kill became a problem. Logically speaking, they should naturally listen to the Prince's orders. But in these years, the Prince had never gone against the wangfei's wishes. Furthermore, the soldiers of the Mo Family Army were the most elite soldiers, and every one of them had the pride of a soldier. Killing people on the battlefield was one thing. They really could not bear to slaughter ordinary people who had no power to resist.
"General Feng, what should we do?" The general supervising the execution came forward and asked.
Feng Zhiyao touched his chin and pondered for a moment. He used his chin to point at the group of people who were still kneeling on the execution ground and said, "Kill them all. Leave the rest for now. "The Prince said to kill them all. Those who insulted and cursed Prince Ding deserved to die. But the one hundred people who were with him were pitiful. They could only think of it as their bad luck. Those kneeling on the execution ground were all killed. As for the rest … of course, they would have to wait for the Prince's wangfei's orders. Feng Zhiyao thought silently.
The general supervising the execution satisfied and went to carry out the order. Feng Zhiyao looked at the ashen-faced Long Yang and secretly shook his head. Long Yang had also violated Mo Xiuyao's taboo. He had used the people of Da Chu State as meat shields. If Mo Xiuyao retreated once, the West-Hill generals behind him would follow suit. More importantly, there were nearly a thousand Qi Lin who had entered the city first. If Mo Xiuyao really gave the order to retreat, Long Yang would free up his hands and the nearly a thousand Qi Lin who had entered the city first would suffer. But … wasn't His Highness a little too angry?
Ye Li woke up from a deep sleep. It was already dark outside. She sat up and rubbed her eyebrows. Something was wrong. Although she was very tired, it was not to the extent that she would fall asleep right after being held in Mo Xiuyao's arms. She suddenly remembered what had happened at the execution ground. Ye Li looked up and saw Mo Xiuyao sitting under the lamp outside the gauze screen, writing. As if he had heard Ye Li's figure, Mo Xiuyao put down his pen and walked into the room. He smiled and said, "You're awake?"
Ye Li nodded and looked at Mo Xiuyao carefully. Under the light of the night pearl, his handsome face had a faint smile, gentle and comfortable.
Ye Li leaned into his arms and looked up at his tired face. She said softly, "Why don't you rest for a while? Aren't we going to stay in Bian City for two days? If there's anything, we can deal with it tomorrow. "Mo Xiuyao rested his chin on her head. He stroked her soft hair and smiled faintly. "I can't sleep … I'll deal with everything I need to deal with so that I can accompany you tomorrow. Li, you've worked hard these days. "
For some reason, Ye Li suddenly remembered Zhu Ling's expression before he died. His white clothes were stained with blood, lying on the ground stained with blood. His eyes were dim … The smile on her face gradually faded. Ye Li closed her eyes with a headache.
"What's wrong, Li?" Mo Xiuyao asked softly.
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