Shang Ruyi thought for a moment, then smiled and shook her head, "It’s nothing."
As they were talking, a few more severely injured and unconscious prisoners slowly woke up. Upon seeing this group, their eyes immediately turned red.
One of them, who seemed to be the leader, spat heavily toward Yu Wenye.
"Damn it, still acting tough even at death’s door!"
Huang Gongyi immediately crossed the fence and delivered a harsh kick to the man’s chest. That barbarian was already severely injured, and now he spat out a mouthful of black blood and collapsed on the ground.
Tushere gasped in fright, and Shang Ruyi also furrowed her brow.
Dabo couldn’t stand it anymore and stepped forward to pull Huang Gongyi back, "Old Huang, don’t do this."
The barbarian who was kicked to the ground struggled for a moment, then intensified his efforts to lift his head to look at them, and laughed coldly, "The victor becomes the king, the loser the bandit. We’ve been captured, nothing to say, but let me tell you, don’t be too smug. Our fate today will be yours sooner or later."
Dabo said coldly, "You know it’s ’the victor is the king, the loser the bandit’ but still think we’ll end up like you? Are you dreaming?"
"Hmph, do you think we rebelled for no reason? Why become bandits?"
"Isn’t it because we were forced into a corner? That foolish king loves grandeur and exploits excessively, countless deaths and injuries in the three expeditions to Gouli Country. Our tribesmen, after several drafts, are nearly extinct. If we rebel, we might survive today. If not, we’d have died in some unknown mountain valley long ago!"
"Now, we are doomed, nothing to say, but let me tell you, we are watching, watching your fate! Do you think you can escape it?"
With these words, everyone present fell silent.
Though one side was soldiers and the other bandits, the transformation between their identities was indeed too easy.
In today’s chaotic world, with rebellion cries everywhere, how many soldiers like them couldn’t endure the court’s excessive levies and rose up in revolt?
Especially Shang Ruyi, after hearing these words, felt even more somber.
She instinctively turned to look at Yu Wenye beside her, only to see his eyes deep and unfathomable, quietly watching those barbarians without saying a word.
At this moment, Huang Gongyi erupted in fury, kicking the barbarian vehemently while cursing, "I’ll stop your nonsense, I’ll stop your nonsense!"
The barbarian, kicked into rolling on the ground, refused to plead, glaring at them with bloodshot eyes.
Shang Ruyi instinctively turned her head away.
At this time, Yu Wenye said, "No need to listen to this madness. Keep them well-guarded; in a couple of days, someone from the court will come to escort them away."
After saying this, he turned and left.
Shang Ruyi hurriedly followed but couldn’t help turning back for a glance, only to see those barbarians, knowing they had no chance of survival, instead sat on the ground laughing loudly.
The laughter was indescribably piercing.
After leaving the stable, aside from Huang Gongyi’s constant cursing, everyone seemed very quiet.
Yu Wenye said, "Go rest for a while."
Shang Ruyi nodded immediately, so Yu Wenye led her to his tent. This tent wasn’t big, and its furnishings were simple, with just a low couch for resting, a low table for discussions, and a few stools.
Mu Xian brought them two cups of tea and then retreated.
Yu Wenye washed his hands, then noticed Shang Ruyi’s still heavy expression and asked, "What’s wrong, feeling uncomfortable?"
Shang Ruyi paused for a moment, then looked up at him and asked, "Do you always treat prisoners this way?"
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