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He tied the man's hands and placed them behind the horse. When the horse galloped, he would bring the man with him and fly across the ground. In this way, the people being dragged behind the horses would not die soon. Those with strong bodies would be able to follow the horses for some distance, but no matter how strong they were, they would not be able to outrun the horses.

In the end, they would be dragged along the ground by the galloping horses. Their clothes were torn, their muscles were rubbed, and finally, they were covered with wounds. Their skin and muscles were rubbed off, exposing their bones as they wailed in agony.

In the Western Regions, this punishment was known as a horse mill, and in the end, the person who was sentenced to this punishment died without a single piece of skin or bone intact. It was a very miserable sight to behold.

Duris's eyes widened as she looked up at the Xumi King. Her eyes were filled with the cruel and sinister light of the Xumi Army, causing her to lower her head in fear.

"Wang, your servant knows her wrongs. I beg you, please grant me your slave's life."

The Xumi Army didn't speak, his subordinates had already tied up Duris behind the horse. At this time, Yue Chanjuan wasn't in the mood to care about the affairs of a Hunchbacked Slave. She carefully placed Hu Wuxie into the carriage, and she also entered the carriage to bandage her wounds.

The Xumi Army turned around and stared at Yue Chanjuan's carriage with sparkling eyes. Only when he couldn't see her did he dare to look at her in such a manner.

The horse started to gallop, and Duris was dragged behind it, her body skimming lightly across the ground.

"Wang, your servant knows her wrongs. Please forgive me, Wang. Your servant doesn't dare …"

Miserable cries for mercy echoed in everyone's ears.

The Sumeru army sinisterly smiled, "Anyone who dares to offend Princess Wuyou will be punished like this."

"Yes sir!"

The people behind the Sumeru army all lowered their heads and bowed in agreement. The orders of the king were orders that they would never dare to disobey, even if they had to die.

"Mr. Zhong, are you satisfied with this treatment? Sir, please be at ease. This King assures you that no one in the Xumi tribe will dare to harm the princess in the slightest. "

Zhong Ao Shuang's expression was cold as she cupped her fists: "I hope Your Highness will remember these words, we will naturally follow Your Highness back."

"Please."

The Xumi Army mounted their horses, and Zhong Ao Shuang rode over to the side of the carriage, "How is the princess?"

"It's only a small wound in the flesh. It doesn't matter if it's something. It's just that I can't blame him, and my life is in danger."

Yue Chanjuan lowered her head to look at the unconscious Huaiyi, her heart filled with worry. "Don't drive the carriage too fast. Keep it steady. Otherwise, the shaking will cause severe injuries to the wagons."

"Yes, this subject obeys."

Zhong Ao Shuang brought a few dozen men with her and surrounded the carriage. The Xumi Army didn't bother about them and continued to pack them up in the middle of the carriage.

"Mr Zhong, is Shade and the rest already …"

In her heart, she was at ease being tortured as the bait, but this time, not only did she almost die, out of the five hundred people following Huhe, there were only a few dozen left.

Zhong Ao Shuang's expression was downcast: "I'm sure that no one in our army will be able to escape."

"I don't think that the Xumi tribe has such great courage and ability. If they dare to lay down such a trap, they will soon know who the allies of the Xumi army are."

"Yes, in my humble opinion, it must be one of the two great tribes, Canine Solo or Merciless."

Yue Chanjuan chuckled. She also thought that she wouldn't just place a small tribe like the Sumeru in her eyes. If it wasn't for the fact that the Sumeru Division was adept at taming horses, and they also had the unique skill of taming horses, they wouldn't even look at the Sumeru King in the eye.

Along the way, she had already gained some understanding of the Sumeru Tribe. This tribe continued to migrate and would never stay in one place for too long, because the other large tribes always hoped to subdue them.

"Only a tribe as large as the Canine Militant or Rou Ran can catch his eyes!"

"Ah …"

In the distance, a faint miserable wail could be heard in Yue Chan Juan's ears. It was as if that miserable wail had been issued from hell itself.

Zhong Ao Shuang frowned, and urged her horse to the vicinity of the Xumi Army. Several bodyguards stared at Zhong Ao Shuang, and the Xumi Army waved their hands. In their eyes, Zhong Ao Shuang was just a scholar in a great situation, the only thing that was hard to come by was her being proficient in the various languages of the Western Regions.

Looking at the treasured swords and sabers below Zhong Ao Shuang's ribs, he did not think that these weapons would be of any use in the hands of a handsome scholar like Zhong Ao Shuang.

Most of the scholars of the Great Kang Dynasty would wear a great sword at their waists. Most of them were just decorations to set off their manliness. In fact, many people didn't even know how to use a sword.

In the eyes of the Sumeru army, the sword hanging from Zhong Ao Shuang's ribs and the saber hanging from the saddle were both ornaments.

It was no wonder the Xumi Army had such thoughts. ZhongAo Shuang was handsome and elegant, not inferior to a woman. She looked gentle and refined, so the people of the Xumi Tribe thought that ZhongAo Shuang was only a weak scholar.

"Your highness, such a miserable wail will startle the princess. Your highness, please cover the mouth of that servant."

The Xumi Army turned to look at Yue Chanjuan's carriage for a moment. By doing so, he was more or less intimidating Yue Chanjuan. He wanted her to understand that she was now just a prisoner under his command and that she had to be respectful and reverent towards him.

He had deliberately ordered her to be dragged around the carriage, so that she would scream in pain, to see if the delicate Princess Wuyou would be so frightened that she would beg him for mercy.

"Mr. Zhong, since the princess did not say it like that, there should be no harm in doing so. Moreover, if this is not the case, how can we express this king's sincerity? Since that lowly slave dares to hurt the princess, This King will definitely let the princess calm down. "

As he spoke, the Xumi Army had an inexplicable smile on their faces as they looked at Zhong Ao Shuang. He was courteous to Zhong Ao Shuang, but because Zhong Ao Shuang was the good representative of the Han Dynasty, he did not care too much about Zhong Ao Shuang herself.

In the eyes of the Sumeru army, no matter how erudite and knowledgeable a Han was, in the Western Regions, he was of no use to them.

Zhong Ao Shuang was helpless, knowing that the Xumi Army was doing this on purpose so she didn't speak anymore. She turned her horse and went back to Yue Chan Juan's carriage, "Your Highness, if the princess is unwilling to hear this sound, then use a piece of cloth to cover her ears."

Yue Chanjuan pushed open the window and looked outside, a trace of compassion on her face. Although Doris had offended her, she could still be executed, but there was no need for such a cruel punishment.

Zhong Ao Shuang used her body to block Yue Chan Juan's line of sight, coldly gushing out from the depths of her eyes. She removed the bow from the saddle, nocked an arrow, and shot it straight at Duris' throat.

"Swoosh …"

There was the faint sound of an arrow, an arrow from Zhong-Ao Shuang, heading straight for Doris's throat. He wanted to end her suffering.