Martial Sage

"Oh~ Really?"

Tang Hao raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Weifei on the ground with interest, like a beast playing with its prey in his palm.

"This mountain is really good, with beautiful peaks and green shades. Even in this hot summer, being in this jungle feels cooler."

"I plan to build a house here for my retirement. In the old days, I will climb the mountainside and open the broad ground, put up chairs and benches, put up a birdcage, blow the mountain breeze, and watch the setting sun. It has a special flavor. "

The more relaxed he said, the harder Li Weifei on the ground struggled.

However, Wu Tong's big foot, as if with a thousand catties of force, pressed his body firmly, unable to move.

With red cheeks and bulging arm muscles, Li Weifei struggled with the last bit of strength, trying to get up.

But the feeling that Mount Tai felt like a pressure on the top firmly trapped this scarred body.

Or knowing that there is no hope to stand up, Li Weifei completely gave up the idea, and the corners of his mouth with blood stains cracked open and laughed presumptuously.

"Tang people, are all so arrogant?"

"I remember that there is a huge Jingguan beside the Liaoshui River. There were many bones of Tang Dynasty buried in it. Have you forgotten it?"

Mentioning this tingling word, the big feet pressing on the back made a sudden force.

puff.

A mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of Li Weifei's mouth, dripping to the ground, and it was red.

Tang Hao's face was still as calm as water, and there was a sharp beating in his eyes, he slowly squatted down and looked down at the vomiting figure.

"The fallen stone tablet, Datang will never forget."

"When the class teacher returns to Beijing, I will write Tang Hao's name on that stone tablet!"

"This will be a highlight in your Goguryeo history!"

The cheeks that laughed wildly became hideous, and under the messy hair, a cheek filled with anger appeared.

The hateful gaze spurted out from the gap between the hairline, and his grin showed white teeth covered with red blood.

"dream!"

"If you dare to enter the Liaoshui, General Mudongjiao of the King City must know! Those brave Goguryeo soldiers will chop you up like a fish."

"I will also throw you personally into the huge pit by the Liaoshui and bury them."

Hahaha.

The mad laughter suddenly stopped when the laughter was normal.

The originally flushed cheeks gathered blood at a speed that was visible, and then they became purple. The grown-up lips were already black, and the eyeballs bulged out strangely, as if they couldn't catch a breath of air.

After a while.

A red liquid flowed out of the earholes, the vague roar in the throat gradually stopped, his cheeks pressed to the ground, his eyes were absent, and he had been moved from his back to the big feet of the neck, alive and suffocated.

Slowly moving his big feet away from the corpse, Wu Tong looked at the figure on the ground blankly, and said lightly.

"died."

Tang Hao slowly stood up from the ground, let out a sigh of relief, and turned around.

"All killed."

Calm words came out slowly in this quiet mountain.

Swipe.

The three generals behind him pulled out their waist sabers.

Puff puff.

The sound of the sharp blade cutting into the flesh swayed through this village, without a scream, no prayer, not even a wailing.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground continued until the last muffled sound, Wu Tong hurried over from behind.

Looking at Tang Hao, who was turning over his horse, Wu Tong glanced at the sea of ​​blood on the mountainside behind him, and cried out in doubt.

"Grandpa Tang, these are really refugees who have escaped famine? Are they really native people?"

Between the words, he stepped on his horse, shook the reins, and rode side by side with Tang Hao.

Looking at the darkening sky in the distance, Tang Hao smiled faintly.

"Tattered clothes and calluses."

"People who often run in the fields have some big-handed characteristics. Have you ever seen that general, can someone with bare feet have the big feet?"

Hearing this, Wu Tong was even more confused, and his sword eyebrows wrinkled at The next moment.

"But these people, until they were hacked and killed, until they saw the relatives of the folks in the village fall down one by one, they never shed a tear."

"From beginning to end, what I saw was fear, fear, but I didn't seem to have any intention of asking for mercy."

Slowly retracting his free gaze, Tang Hao looked at this careful man.

"You're right!"

"They only have the fear of Death, but they don't have any courage to continue Life."

In a long sigh, Tang Hao continued.

"Gaisuwen recruited people from all over the country, built the Great Wall, dug rivers, and built city walls. These atrocities are exactly the same as those of Emperor Sui Yang."

"Avoiding conscription, avoiding hard labor, these people have to be displaced."

"Holding food that will never be full, wrapped in ragged clothes, like a cautious rat all day long, avoiding the officers and soldiers from search. It is better to say that they are just walking and talking. Body."

After listening to this, Wu Tong frowned and remained silent for a long time.

Tang Hao spoke quietly on the bumpy horseback.

"Harsh governance is more fierce than tigers."

"Rather than numbly living the life and death of a lonely ghost, it might be a relief for them."

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