Three Kingdoms: Liu Daer Was Forced Out of the Mountain at the Beginning

Yang Xiu!

Although he is quite different from his white-clothed appearance now, Bai Feng can still recognize him at a glance.

This person is none other than Yang Xiu!

It's just that Yang Xiu, who has always been strategizing and personable, is begging the guards so hard at this time, Bai Feng's expression becomes extremely dignified.

"Let him come here."

Bai Feng said calmly.

Now Yang Xiu is a dying person, since he wants to find himself, explain what he wants to say.

For this requirement, Bai Feng can still meet it.

If he has any malicious intentions, Bai Feng is not worried.

With Yang Xiu's frail body, even with his bare hands and a weapon in his hand, Bai Feng could easily finish him off.

When the defender heard this, he turned sideways and brought Yang Xiu in front of Bai Feng.

"Mr. Bai."

After Yang Xiu saw Bai Feng, he had an extremely strange expression on his face.

It's really hard to see whether he is happy or unhappy now.

"What's the matter, just tell me."

Bai Feng said coldly.

For Yang Xiu, apart from thinking that he is really smart, Bai Feng doesn't have any good feelings for him.

Because Yang Xiu has completely offended Bai Feng's Ni Lin.

There is no need for Bai Feng to give him any good looks for someone who wants to kill him.

Yang Xiu smiled wryly and said:

"Mr. Bai, can I have a bowl of wine?"

Hearing this request, Bai Feng was taken aback for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xiu desperately came to find him, but it was just for a bowl of wine?

"Give it to him."

Bai Feng thought for a moment, then turned to Li Cunxiao.

When Li Cunxiao got the order, he poured a bowl of sake from Cao Chun and handed it to Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu took the wine tremblingly, licked his dry lips, and murmured to Bai Feng:

"I don't know Mr. Bai, can I have a drink with Yang before Yang is about to die?"

At this moment, Yang Xiu had completely lost any vigor.

Compared with the falseness of coming to the door to apologize before, there is also the look in his eyes at the recruitment meeting.

Bai Feng could clearly see that Yang Xiu was completely desperate.

Right now, Yang Xiu has no ending other than death.

Bai Feng sighed slightly in his heart, and also poured a bowl of wine from the side.

This bowl, Bai Feng didn't drink it for Yang Xiu, but for his opponent.

Bai Feng has already admitted that Yang Xiu is indeed a good opponent.

Although only so short-lived.

When Yang Xiu saw this, his face was full of excitement, and he immediately drank the sake in the bowl.

Seeing that Bai Feng also drank the wine in the bowl, Yang Xiu knelt down in front of Bai Feng, took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked straight at Bai Feng with bloodshot eyes:

"Mr. Bai, Xiu still has a long-cherished wish, and I ask Mr. Bai to grant it."

Seeing Bai Feng's expressionless face and no intention of answering, Yang Xiu continued:

"Please use the green spear on your waist, sir, to cut me off."

"I want to die under the king's sword."

Hearing Yang Xiu's words, Bai Feng's heart moved slightly.

This Yang Xiu is indeed a smart man!

To die under the broadsword of the executioner will inevitably be submerged in the long river of history.

Yang Xiu refused to accept his fate, he wanted to die under the sword of the king, and leave a name in the history!

Bai Feng sneered, and unsheathed the Qingzhi sword from his waist.

The cold sound of the blade colliding with the scabbard made people tremble in their hearts.

There was a muffled sound.

Blood splattered on the spot.

Yang Xiu's body slowly fell to the ground.

The heads are separated.

Suddenly, the sky changed drastically.

The originally clear sky, for some reason, began to be covered with dark clouds, followed by torrential rain.

Everything came extremely suddenly.

It was as if God had foretold what would happen next.

Bai Feng sighed and raised his hand:

"It's noon, execution!"

In an instant, the prisoner who was waiting to be beheaded screamed wildly.

The overwhelming cries resounded through the sky.

The rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

One by one, the executioners drew their knives from the side and slashed at the heads of the first batch of beheaded people.

Gradually, the water of the Weihe River was slowly stained red with blood.

The originally green grass on the river bank has turned into a pool of blood.

The rain was constantly washing the blood on the ground, as if it was washing Bai Feng's heart.

Bai Feng couldn't bear it.

Just a little emotional.

Since ancient times, when the emperor was angry, he laid down millions of corpses.

Behind the royal power, there are countless blood trails one after another.

No one can change this.

Except that Li Shimin launched the Xuanwumen Change back then, trying to reduce the number of casualties as much as possible to seize power.

Even so, Li Shimin personally killed his brother and forced his father to abdicate.

Who can ascend to the throne of the emperor, especially those who started a new dynasty in the last dynasty, whose hands are not stained with blood?

Bai Feng has never been compassionate.

It's not that Bai Feng has no humanity.

If he was not cruel, then he might be the one who died.

Time flies by.

The cries of the people who were originally on the riverside gradually decreased.

I don't know if it's because my throat can't make a sound, or it's numb.

Their expressions were already dull, until the executioner pulled them to the execution ground, and looked at the headless corpses being slowly dragged away beside them, they didn't move in the slightest.

This is hell.

The last thing these people can leave behind is a pool of blood.

But these will soon be washed away by rain and river water.

At this time, Xiahou Dun and the other generals were standing aside, and they didn't have the courage to look at it.

Back then in Chibi, countless enemy soldiers were killed, and the huge Yangtze River was still stained red with blood. These people did not have a trace of intolerance or hesitation.

That's on the battlefield!

A bloody battlefield!

A battlefield like hell!

But compared to the cruel battlefield, the scene in front of him seemed even crueler.

Bai Feng also slightly closed his eyes.

In front of my eyes, only the heads of people fell to the ground one after another, and the grass was covered with pools of blood.

There is only one thought in Bai Feng's mind now.

Live the rest of the day.

According to history, now is just the beginning of troubled times.

The countless wars that followed were accompanied by more blood, more heads fell, and more lives were smeared.

Even if the Three Kingdoms are over and the world is unified into Jin, there will be more bloody wars and scenes behind.

Bai Feng couldn't help but think of the Wuhuluanhua in history.

How dark was it?

I'm afraid that what is written in books and history is just the tip of the iceberg.

Reality is always crueler than recorded.

Books simply cannot record all the darkness.

Since I have already crossed over, I am not sighing for the killing that happened now, and feel compassionate.

It is to avoid war after war after that, the destruction of one dynasty after another, and the displacement of one family after another.

If these nobles are not killed, there will definitely be a darker coup later.

At that time, I am afraid that the Weihe River will not be dyed red.

The entire north, and even the entire Three Kingdoms, will be covered in blood.