When the aide envoy came up, he asked others how they were doing.

The young man's face was slightly green: "Still looking. The people around me heard about the war and ran away long ago. They couldn't get together for a while."

The staff messenger said: "This matter needs to be done as soon as possible!"

The young man looked at the envoy in confusion: "The siege of Xiaocheng was not accomplished in three or five days. Our army has abundant food and grass and can fully afford it... It is too late to wait for three to five days. Please give the envoy some time, and the end will be as soon as possible.

Urge your men to go find the people..."

Staff messenger: "Can't delay, as soon as possible."

The existence of Long Ying made him realize that something was wrong.

I am worried that Zheng Qiao will send troops, and I am also worried that other warlord forces who see Long Ying will intervene. The national seal is the foundation of the country. Without the national seal, it means that the established forces have no solid foundation and may be annexed by other countries' forces at any time.

He knew that the young man was deliberately violating the rules and stalling for time, so he wanted to beat him a little and put some pressure on him. The young man was extremely unhappy inside, but on his face he could only accept the order. He had suppressed his anger and was ready to order hundreds of soldiers and horses to go out.

Breathable.

I saw my step-brother with a proud look on his face.

Adopted brother: "Where are you going to lead your troops this evening?"

The young man said: "Looking for someone for the envoy."

The sworn brother suddenly smiled proudly: "Such a small matter, does it require you to make a special trip? In order to apologize to you, I have already found someone to do it for you. It's just that the people under my command are not important, and I don't know how many people there are.

A living one... However, they don't live long anyway, so they can be used dead or alive..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man's expression suddenly changed, he tightened the reins and turned the horse's head. Being so ignored by the young man, the young step-brother looked at the horse's butt that was going away, burst into laughter, and slapped his thigh while laughing.

He said to the subordinate officer beside him: "Have you seen the expression on that barbarian? Hahaha! He has done many dirty and smelly things. He deserves to be skinned and sent to hell, and he is here to pretend to be a saint! Bah!"

The young man ignored the arrogant laughter floating in the wind.

He rode all the way to his camp.

Before I even got close, I could smell the rich blood wafting in the wind.

The young man got off his horse.

More than two hundred people, old and young, men and women, were like livestock with their necks tied with a hemp rope and their hands tied, curled up and paralyzed in the open space. The blood gathered into a scarlet "stream", spreading and crawling towards him like a small snake.

of feet.

Don’t see with your eyes, just feel with your breath.

Half of the more than two hundred people were not breathing.

Some limbs are mutilated, or the body is covered with whip marks.

The elder's hair is silver-white, while the younger one is still in his infancy.

The charcoal fire in the camp glowed with orange light, and the scene in front of me seemed to gradually overlap with a certain scene in my memory. The shadow of a pottery urn appeared in the empty place. Under the pottery urn, there was a red charcoal fire, and the soup was boiling.

They are cries and groans of pain.

The young man held his head in pain.

He took a step back and bumped into the concerned subordinate officer who came forward. He suddenly came to his senses and the shadow of the clay pot holding the fire disappeared.

The subordinate officer asked him in a low voice: "Major General, what should we do with these people?"

The young man stabilized his mind, tensed the muscles on his face, and said with a cold expression: "The living ones will be imprisoned in one place, and the dead ones will be sent to prison."

The subordinate officer holds his fists and accepts the order.

No matter how much I sympathize with these people, I can only sigh.

I don’t know how these people were treated when they were captured. Almost none of them were good, and they suffered heavy casualties. Judging by the costumes, they should all be people fleeing Xiaocheng or nearby villages. They left their hometowns to find a way to make a living, but who knew they might not escape death.

The subordinate officer knew the Major General's temper and specifically told the soldiers to "be gentle" and not to get into trouble with the Major General at this time.

The corpses were cleaned out one by one, with blood dripping all the way.

Soon, it was the turn of a stocky and fat male corpse.

The soldier in charge of cleaning up muttered "strange".

In today's world, most people are on the thin side, with only a handful of bones left, and it is normal for them to be skinny. There are few people as stocky and strong as that man. One person can't move it, so he calls for another one.

One raised his head and the other raised his feet, preparing to work together.

result--

A burst of strong force came from beside me.

The soldier was pushed to the ground with an ouch.

The body fell to the ground.

"Don't touch him!" A cry like a hoarse cry from the mouth of a small animal came from the young man's mouth. He leaned on the male corpse, holding the male corpse with one hand, and kept waving the other hand to drive away the soldiers, shouting, "Get out - everyone get out
Chapter completed!