Tang Yin closed his eyes, lowered his head in deep thought, and rummaged through his mind for any information regarding the Spiritual Martial Student s.
The more Soul Combustion he used, the more life and soul he absorbed, followed by a huge amount of information. It was impossible for him to filter and filter all of this information, and his brain could not endure it either, so he could only keep some information that he thought was useful. As for the others, he threw them into a corner of his mind, ignoring them and allowing them to drain.
Now, he hoped to find out the exact identity of the captives through the memories of the Spiritual Martial Student s that he had sucked up. But what made him disappointed was, because he did not preserve them intentionally at that time, the memories of those Spiritual Martial Student s had already disappeared from his mind, leaving only a blank space. The things that ordinary soldiers knew were too little, and he only knew that they were nobles, and did not even know their specific names, let alone their family backgrounds.
Tang Yin was slightly disappointed, but he did not care too much. He calculated silently for a while, then said to Yan Bin with a smile: "Since Your Army is willing to use a large sum of money to redeem a person, then this matter will be simple. One person costs a million silver, I wonder if Your Army can accept this?"
One million silver each? Tang Yin was asking too much! Yan Bin secretly grimaced. Such a high level of gold, he didn't dare make his own decision. He said, "Master Tang, I really can't make the decision to spend this much silver. I need to report it to my marshal first before giving him my answer …"
Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Tang Yin waved his hand with a smile, interrupting him and said in a casual tone, "I think Master Yan is mistaken. I'm not talking about a million silver taels, but a million gold taels."
"What?" After hearing that, Yan Bin could not hold it in anymore. He stood up and asked in disbelief: "Master Tang said it's one million gold? A million gold taels per person? "
"That's right!" Tang Yin smiled calmly.
"You …" No matter how good his temper was, Yan Bin was about to explode with anger. Tang Yin was asking for a sky-high price, he had no sincerity to negotiate with him. He clenched his fists and suppressed his anger, speaking faintly: "Master Tang, do not be too ruthless when doing things, you have to leave yourself a path of retreat!"
At this time, Tang Yin also stood up and walked to Yan Bin's side. His two eyes shone brightly, forcing Yan Bin to not dare to look straight at him. He said with a cold smile, "I wanted to return the same words. I also wanted to return them to you, as well as Your Army. This is the territory of Great Gale, don't think that just because Zhong Tian is the king, you can travel unhindered and penetrate deep into the Feng Country. You have to leave a path of retreat for yourselves, otherwise, you might end up trapped inside there! "
Yan Bin's face changed drastically as he gritted his teeth.
Tang Yin was only spouting vicious words at this moment. No one expected that he would really hit the nail on the head in the future.
"So you're saying, the Master Tang doesn't have any leeway to negotiate?" Yan Bin took a deep breath and asked.
"Negotiate?" Tang Yin laughed, and said: "Ever since you, the Ning Army, stepped into the Feng Country, we have nothing to talk about anymore. As he spoke, he looked to the left and right of the guards and shouted, "See the guests out!"
"Tang Yin, you are merely a mere County Head. How dare you be so arrogant and look down on everyone?! On the day of the destruction of the city, our soldiers will definitely make you die without a burial!" Even if Zhong Tian saw him, he was extremely courteous. Now that he was continuously ridiculed by Tang Yin, he could no longer suppress his anger, and could only point at Tang Yin's nose and stomp his feet in anger.
How could Tang Yin have a good temper? Furthermore, he did not have the concept of two nations not fighting and not coming over, upon hearing Yan Bin's clamor, his eyebrows immediately twitched. He suddenly raised his leg and struck right at Yan Bin's chest, at the same time scolding: "Fuck you!"
Dong!
This kick was so strong, that even Yan Bin who was a scholar would not be able to withstand it.
He cried out in pain and fell backwards, rolling from the inside of the tent to the outside. Tang Yin did not reply, he took a big step and chased after him. At the same time, he took out a sword from the waist of the guard at the door and walked to Yan Bin who was unconscious on the ground.
With three pfft sounds, Yan Bin's ears and nose were sliced off by the sharp tip of the sword, the latter's painful scream immediately turned into miserable cries, Yan Bin covered his face with his hands, but was unable to stop the blood from flowing out. Not long later, both his hands and clothes were dyed red.
Tang Yin looked down at the miserable Yan Bin from above, the corners of his mouth raised up as he sneered, he raised his leg and stepped on Yan Bin's head, and said: "Go back and tell Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Wushuang to wash their necks, then wait for me to retrieve their heads! "Scram!" As he said that, he prodded at Yan Bin's head with his leg, causing the latter to tumble and crawl a good distance away.
He had thought that in order to curry favor with his own side, Tang Yin and the others would definitely be able to obediently let them go, and might not even dare to take the ransom. Who knew that Tang Yin was not like what he had imagined, not only they did not let him go, they had even cut off his ears and nose.
Picking a nose was a great shame to the people at that time. Amidst the ridiculing laughter of the crowd of Feng Soldier, Yan Bin was supported up by the carriage driver as he shakily got on the carriage.
After Yan Bin left, Tang Yin returned the sword to the guard and asked Shangguan Yuan, "Are the General of Ning Country s that we captured still around?"
Shangguan Yuan did not know where those few people were imprisoned, he scratched his head, but he could not come up with a reply. At this time, Shen Zhichen quickly replied: Master, all the captives are here! Now it's all related to the North City's living quarters! "
"Oh!" Tang Yin laughed and nodded, then said to everyone: "Let's go take a look!"
There were a total of eight captive Ning Country Spiritual Martial Student s, and among these eight, seven of them were from noble families with illustrious backgrounds. Back then, when Zhan Wudi listened to his subordinate's idea of sending the students of Spiritual Martial Academy onto the battlefield, Zhan Wushuang did not know that, by the time he heard of this matter, it was already too late.
How could students of Spiritual Martial Academy be randomly assigned to the battlefield? One had to know how many of the students were from noble families, and how many of them were from prestigious families. If there were any mishaps on the battlefield, how would the elders above them view him and Zhan Wudi? Wasn't this the same as setting up a political enemy for the Zhan Clan?
After that, only around 10 Spiritual Martial Student s returned, the rest were killed and some of them were even captured. At that time, Zhan Wushuang was anxious and angry, and almost fainted on the spot, and when Zhan Wudi returned to the camp to report to him, he scolded his little brother.
was also stunned when he counted again. The eight people who were captured were the sons and daughters of Right Prime Minister, Grand Preceptor and other high officials and officials. The most important thing was that there was also the sister of the Queen of King Ning, Cai Youling. If Cai Youling fell into the hands of the Feng Army, not to mention getting hurt, even if they were to suffer a little humiliation, the two brothers, Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Wudi, would not be able to bear the consequences.
At this time, Zhan Wudi also realised that the situation had turned serious, but the first thing he thought of was not to reflect on his own mistakes, but to vent all his anger on the advisor who had given him the advice. He didn't even see his advisor. He immediately ordered his men to capture him and put him on the spot.
Even if he killed the advisor who had suggested the idea, it would not solve the real problem. Just then, another person gave Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Wudi some advice, recommending that they should attack more, using their sharp attacks to force the Feng Army inside the Jinhua City to release the prisoners, at least they would not dare to lightly harm their own captives. Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Wudi both thought that this person's idea was feasible, and immediately organized a battle to attack from the north and south.
However, at that time, the strong men of the Jinhua City had already been added to the Feng Army Army, causing them to be filled with manpower, and their resistance was extremely tenacious and fierce. After battling bitterly for a long time, the Ning Army had not obtained any results. After that, it was Yan Bin who volunteered himself, proposing to go into the Jinhua City and redeem all the captured Spiritual Martial Student out with ransom.
Right now, Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Wudi did not have a good idea, they could only treat this as living horse, and accepted Yan Bin's suggestion. They also sent him to the Jinhua City to negotiate with Tang Yin, but in the end, not only did he not redeem, he even lost his nose and ears, which was very embarrassing.
Tang Yin did not know about the internal affairs of the Ning Army, nor did he know the exact identity of the captured Spiritual Martial Student.
After leading the way into the barracks, he looked up and saw that the eight youths, male and female, had all been captured by his side the day before yesterday. At this time, they had already consumed Spirit-dispersed Pill s, and were unable to condense their Spiritual Martial Cultivation. The armor on their bodies had already been stripped off, and all they wore was their clothes.
Seeing Tang Yin and the others approaching, the eight youths all raised their heads. Quick, let us go! "
"Ha!" Tang Yin could not help but laugh out loud, the one who said those words was just like someone who did not have a brain. He turned around and saw that the person who had just spoken was no ordinary person. It was precisely the noble youth that he had met that day within the Ning Army Camp.
Without waiting for Tang Yin to speak, the lady sitting next to the young man had already fiercely glared at him. Then, she raised her gaze to Tang Yin and asked: "May I ask what your name is, general?"
Tang Yin recognised the lady who was speaking. The person who blocked the young man that day was her, and it seemed like her name was also Ling. Moreover, he could tell that her relationship with the young man was not ordinary.
Tang Yin had a very good impression of this girl. He replied slowly: "Tang Yin."
"What?" You... You are Tang Yin?! " The young man screamed in surprise. In his imagination, Tang Yin should be an old cunning man who was around forty to fifty years old. He had never expected that he was actually around the same age as him.
The girl glared at him again, and secretly tugged at the hem of his shirt to indicate that he should not say anything more. Then, she squeezed out a smile and said: "So it's Master Tang, excuse me!" Pausing, she seriously asked: "I wonder, what conditions does Master Tang need to be willing to let us go?"