Chapter 84 Compassion

Yesterday, he was torn off his war horse by the lord general who sacrificed his life to protect him, and then became a group of prisoners of Zhuang Ding. The blow was severe. Therefore, he felt ashamed and didn't care what would happen if he annoyed Zhu Bayi. However, several other captured centurions were reluctant to die with him. Before the personal soldiers took action, they rushed forward and pressed the man to the ground and served him with old fists.

While fighting, everyone cursed: "You don't know what's wrong with you. Governor Zhu grabbed us on the battlefield. He didn't fight or scold us, and he promised to let us go back as soon as possible. What a kindness and righteousness this is?! It's fine if you don't know how grateful you are, but you dare to shout at him. Kill you, kill your stupid thing!"

After scolding enough, he turned around and bowed to Zhu Bashiyi: "My kind General Zhu, Asuren will always remember your magnanimity. We swear to the Bible that after we go back, we will never be enemies with you again!"

"I swear that if I dare to go against the governor again in the future, I will call me, and I will be blown into eight pieces by the fire thunder!"

"We swear that even if the court forces it with a knife, we will never dare to come to the south anymore!"

If I could believe this thing, humans would have been running into Datong society long ago. When Zhu Bashiyi heard it, he smiled and nodded. He walked quickly to Aslan, who was beaten with blood on his face and asked with a smile: "You are so strange! You are just a mere centurion, why do you think you are so high?! There are still a thousand households and three deputy thousand households in this warehouse. If you have that interest, wouldn't it be happier to tease them? Why bother spending your energy on you, a small soldier?!"

"You?!" Aslan was so angry that he got up with a wheel and was about to fight Zhu Bashiyi. As a result, before he could stand up straight, several other centurions rushed up again, pressing him firmly to the ground again, punching and kicking him.

"Okay, stop fighting. If you break it, you can't explain to the owner!" Zhu Bashiyi gave a cold command, deliberately pretending to be disdainful of Aslan, turned his head and walked towards several senior Asu generals with iron chains locked on their hands and feet in the corner, "Who are you the most officials? Stand up and talk to me!"

"Crazy, crazy" a sound of iron chains immediately sounded in the corner, and several captured deputy Qianhu tried their best to retreat their bodies back, leaving only the right-wing Qianhu leader Borisi.

Boris was not a tough guy at all. Yesterday, he was almost cut off his head by Daruhua Chihe. Then, because he led his troops to detour too far, he had no time to escape. The Red Turban Army, who was beaten up from the horse, was dragged down from the horse and beaten to death. After waking up, his ambitions were already destroyed. At this moment, he saw that he could not avoid it, so he simply kowtowed heavily on the ground and said stammeringly: "Borris, let's see Governor Zhu! I lost to the Governor yesterday, and the general was convinced!"

"It's okay to be convinced or not, you have become my prisoner anyway! I'm afraid there will be no chance to turn the tables!" Zhu Bashiyi felt a little disgusted when he saw this man's servile appearance, frowned, and sneered and hit him.

"The defeated general dares not, don't dare! The governor's power is powerful, and the defeated general dares to offend again in this life!" Borisi's face was so embarrassed that he almost dripped out of blood, but his mouth continued to flatter Zhu Bashiyi. He only hoped to use this to impress the other party and sell himself like others as a donkey.

"Mr. Zhu sold all your subordinates to local squire, do you know?!" Zhu Bashiyi was too lazy to waste too much energy on him, and smiled and asked loudly.

"I know, I know! Lord Governor is a true saint. God will witness your kindness today!" Although I don't know why Zhu Bashiyi asked himself this question, Borisi believed that he would definitely not be beaten when he said good things. Therefore, he presented the title of saint to the other party without hesitation.

"Do you know what the price I set for each of them?! Do you have any objections to this price?!" Zhu Bashiyi was really embarrassed to be too cruel when he looked so obedient. He smiled and continued to ask in a relatively gentle tone.

"I know, I know!" Borisi bowed to him again, causing the iron chains on his hands and feet to roar. "The Governor is merciful and has set each of them a price that they can afford. After they go back, they will definitely be grateful to the Governor's kindness. From then on, they will never want to take up weapons to offend them!"

"Boneless guy, why don't you just stick your ** straight up?!" Centurion Aslan was ashamed of being ashamed of his servile behavior, rushed forward and pushed Borie and staggered.

"Idiot! If you want to die, don't drag others down!" Several other centurions caught up with each other again, and together with the three deputy Qianhu in the corner, they pressed Aslan firmly, and could not allow him to move at all.

"Honor—! Boris, please remember the honor of our Asu ancestors!" Centurion Aslan shouted out from his face covered in blood and mud.

"Shut up! I am the commander of a thousand men. Who are you? You dare to shout at me!" Borishi spitted on his face and scolded loudly, "You want to die yourself, don't pull other brothers. That's more than 300 lives. How many males are there in our Asu tribe?!"

"He, he sold us as a donkey!" Aslan stubbornly raised his head, tears and blood rolled down his face.

The thousand households and hundreds of households turned their heads aside, and no one was willing to take him. The Red Turban Army soldiers guarding the warehouse had never learned any of the three major disciplines and eight precautions. After learning that their governor equated Asu's pricing with donkeys, they immediately used it as a means of humiliation and repeatedly told the prisoners. Therefore, every Asu officer in the warehouse was clear about this matter!

However, this humiliation is much more embarrassing than just cutting his head out of public opinion. Therefore, although the officers Asu were embarrassed, they were still willing to accept this result in their hearts. They did not want anyone to anger Zhu Tuhu, so as not to suddenly repent.

Unexpectedly, after something bad happened, it would definitely develop in the worst direction. The captives did not want to anger Zhu Bashiyi, but the latter suddenly changed his face. He turned his head to Aslan again and asked viciously, "Why, are you not satisfied with this price?!"

"Satisfied, satisfied!" Borisi immediately blocked Aslan's mouth with his hands, then raised his head and responded loudly, "Governor, don't be as knowledgeable as him. He just fell off the horse's back yesterday. Here, here is broken!"

As he spoke, he raised his fingers and pointed at his head, indicating that Aslan had been thrown into a fool and was not worthy of Zhu Bashiyi's conspiracy with him.

"Originally, you thousands of households, Zhu also planned to find a suitable price to be redeemed!" Zhu Bashiyi smiled and shrugged, and continued, "Since this centurion felt that the price was too low, it was an insult, and this matter was really difficult to deal with!"

"Aslan, you stupid pig. Even if I go to hell, I will definitely curse you inside!" The three deputy Qianhu immediately became confused when they heard this. They raised the iron chains on their backs and smashed them hard on Aslan's head.

"Stop!" Seeing this, Zhu Bashiyi quickly shouted loudly, "He is the captive of this governor. He was beaten to death. Can you afford to pay for it?"

"Crash!" Several strings of raised iron chains stopped in the air at the same time. The prisoners looked at Aslan, their eyes full of resentment.

"The fucking good people can't do it!" Zhu Bashiyi cursed in disappointment and continued to sow discord, "Iwan, go out and say to the gentry. The prices of all centurions have increased tenfold, otherwise, I'm sorry for their identity. As for these thousand households and deputy thousand households, how much money the Tartar government is willing to pay, I will not allow them to redeem them, so as not to feel insulted again!"

"Yes!" The veteran Piewan agreed and turned around and left. Anyway, the money and food given by the gentry far exceeded the value of the prisoners. Even if the centurion basically sold more than a hundred trump cards, it was more than enough. So if the increase of ten times is ten times, it had no practical significance except that it sounded louder.

"Mr. Mercy!" The captured centurion didn't know so clearly that he immediately rushed to the ground and cried and begged for promise. "I wait, I don't feel insulted by the governor?! I wait, I am willing to be insulted by the governor. Really, I can put my hand on the Bible and swear!"

The original price of each centurion was 2,000 yuan in copper coins. After ten times increase, it would be 20,000 yuan. It has been enough for ordinary people to save for ten years. No one can guarantee that the gentry would be willing to spend a lot of money after redeeming all the captured soldiers at a low price!

"Governor, mercy!" Several deputy Qianhu did not care about causing trouble for Aslan, and at the same time lay on the ground and touched Zhu Bashiyi's boots with his head. "Governor, I can redeem myself. As long as the Governor is willing to offer a price, I immediately wrote a letter to go home and asked them to raise money to redeem the people. No matter how much money, I am willing to pay!"

"The general of sin, the general of sin is willing to pay ten thousand yuan! No, the governor said that the amount of money is as much as possible, and the general of sin dared not bargain. The general of sin was originally worthless. But if he didn't pay a sum of money, it was not enough to express the guilt that the general of sin would hurt the brothers of the Red Turban Army!" After all, Borisi was the one who was a commander, and reacted the most sensitively. He crawled over, held Zhu Bashiyi's boots with both hands, and begged loudly.

For a moment, no one could care about the centurion Aslan, and no one remembered to block his mouth. But the centurion Aslan lay there blankly, trembling all over his body, trembling like the remaining lotus in the autumn wind.

"If you don't sell it, you won't sell it anymore. Good intentions will not be rewarded. Why should Zhu not be able to get along with him?!" Zhu Bashiyi kicked Baolisi and others away with his feet in disgust, and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Governor mercy!" Seeing this, centurion Aslan couldn't hold on any longer. He raised his head and cried, while begging for reassurance, "Yes, it's the villain who was confused and misunderstood the good intentions of the governor. Everything is the villain's fault, it's the villain's fault! Please, the governor, please give everyone a chance to atone for sins!!"
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