The Weapon Tycoon Who Traveled to Great Qin

"Oh, this is simply the road of blood and tears for the Huns." Shang Wen said to himself.

The whip kept beating on the Xiongnu teenager who still looked small. The boy cried and howled the wolf. Lying on the ground and rolling constantly. The soldiers of the Qin Army lashed more frantically. Soon, the boy stopped moving.

Tired of fighting too. The soldier of the Qin Army pinned the whip to his waist. Pull out the sword directly. Cut it over. "Hey. A good head." The soldier smiled and hung his head around his waist.

Shang Wen watched all this happen. Did not go to check with your hands for breathing. Cut and kill directly with a single stab.

Shang Wen can only be described as cruel. "Go, you two treat the body." The soldier pointed to two Xiongnu teenagers and said. The teenager did not speak. It is estimated to be tired. The arm swinging the shovel was too motionless. "Asshole". The soldier drew it with a whip. The Hun boy fell directly to the ground and stopped moving. "Hey, I got a good head again." He rolled up his sleeves, pinned the whip around his waist, and prepared to pull out the knife. A teenager broke out suddenly. Kneeling to the ground. Stopped the soldier, muttering something in his mouth. There is dust all over the face. But I can see two lines of tears staying behind. Constantly crying in his mouth. Hearing that tone seemed to beg the soldier not to kill the young man who was already lying on the ground. And kept pointing his finger at himself. Begging. The hoarse voice was very sad. Shang Wen understood. This may be a pair of brothers or a relative of the begging teenager. The begging boy only begged to let go of the boy who was already lying on the ground. The soldier was unmoved. The knife has been pulled out. The soldiers kept kicking the begging boy. "Get out of the way, or even kill you." The soldier kicked the begging boy **** the chest. The corner of the boy's mouth was already vomiting a large pool of blood. The scarlet blood has reddened the only piece of cloth on the chest. The soldiers remained unmoved, and the Huns around stopped their work.

There is hate in the eyes. There is blood in the eyes. There are tears in the eyes. The Huns hated them to the extreme. At this time, I saw a bad school lieutenant hurriedly pulling Shangwen away. Shang Wen also wanted to stay for a while. But strength is not something these soldiers can contend with. Shang Wen was pushed into the car. The captain did not know when he had already drawn out his sword. Protection is around Shangwen. With a sound of footsteps, a group of soldiers from the Qin Army came over. A Qin army cavalry team rushed over. Shang Wen saw through the car window. The soldiers in custody have already begun to disengage. Get together. Many people began to gather. Qin people. Huns. Qin Jun's scolding. The neigh of horses. Suddenly, Shang Wen heard a sad cry. The voice was extremely bleak. Shang Wen was moved by it. It must be the one who begged the young man. The tragic death of brothers and relatives can be imagined.

Shang Wen didn't have time to think about it. I heard a huge roar from behind the car. It belongs to the Huns, and those who have been suppressed for a long time will have such resistance. Then came the metal sound of swords colliding. Roar, from the Qin people. Of the Huns. There are also horses. In the fierce battle between people. The horse also seems to be infected. Give out a different roar.

The car gradually left the battlefield of killing. I can't hear anything. Shang Wen sat in the car blankly. Bleed, bleed. The blood popped out of the human body like spring water. Into a stream, into a river, into a river and sea. Shang Wen could still hear the metal crash faintly. Not as good as that percussion music. Only life-threatening notes. Shang Wen couldn't stand it anymore. I feel like I'm about to collapse.

"Shangwen. Shangwen." Meng Tian shook Shangwen. Shang Wen still stared into the distance blankly. That direction is where the road was built.

"Sigh." Shang Wen sighed heavily.

"Let's go and take a look." Shang Wen walked to the carriage alone to take a look.

Meng Tian is here to inform Shang Wen that King Qin is going to visit the north. But seeing Shang Wen look downcast. Meng Tian is not easy to speak out. In addition, the men and horses he brought immediately put in the fight to suppress the Huns. Therefore, Shangwen is no longer a concern. At best, it can only guarantee safety.

Teams of people are moving in quickly. That is the mobilization of the surrounding military. Listening to the extremely neat pace. It's like death calling.

A bunch of people were lying on the battlefield. Several halberds skewed on the corpse. There are severed limbs everywhere. The outflowing internal organs and blood melted together. On the black pavement that was built, there were flies flying all over the floor. And those crows. Just as annoying as these flies.

Shang Wen strode between these corpses. The Qin army had already dispersed. Use the halberd to continuously assassinate those who are alive, and those who are dead. In case someone pretends to be dead and sneak attack. "Puff." Ji pulled out from the corpse. Bring out a stream of blood. The **** water remained like the spring. A soldier passed by Shang Wen. Constantly assassinated with a halberd.

A badly injured Huns lay in the corpse, struggling to pick up the shovel, trying to fight hard. The Qin army soldier walked over. A halberd directly pierced the heart of the Huns. The unstoppable Huns lost their lives with their eyes open. The soldiers of the Qin Army who followed swiftly brandished the machete, harvesting this great head.

Shang Wen didn't feel sick. It feels ruthless. Ruthless on the battlefield. There are corpses everywhere, and the soldiers of the Qin Army are like demons. Reaping life. Shang Wen was a little disgusted. Some hate all this.

The road he built became a battlefield for killing. Not the road to civilization. On the repaired road, there are dead bodies lying densely on both sides of the road. Some civilian husbands were transferred to collect corpses. There is no need for the Huns, because they are afraid that the Huns will continue to resist.

"Shangwen, are you okay?" Meng Tian asked.

Shang Wen stood watching all this. Slowly squat down. Touch his face vigorously with his hand.

"Are you okay?" Meng Tian continued to ask.

"Can it be okay? These people are all alive, and they are all lying here now. Can it be okay?" Shang Wen said weakly.

"I understand. But these people deserve to die. If they run to our country, then we will suffer. The people of Daqin will be slaughtered." Meng Tian said.

"You have never seen what those humiliated people do. In a city, all the women were taken into captivity and became slaves. All the men were killed. Not even the babies were let go. The whole city was bloody." Speaking of.

"Why don't we be like this." Shang Wen said calmly.

"This is war, this is politics." Shang Wen said.

Meng Tian wanted to say something, but it was difficult to speak.

"I wanted to build a road, but I didn't expect to cause a massacre. In history, it is estimated that the ink is made of blood, and the pen is made of knives and guns. The mountains and rivers, the earth, are paper. Write a copy..." Shang Wen stopped I felt my emotions.

"Let's go, go back, I'm tired." Shang Wen turned around and left.

Meng Tian didn't know what nerves Shang Wen had made. It is estimated that the excitement of the battlefield has hit this scholar too much.

The sun began to set in the distance, and the fiery clouds burned all over the sky. The dark shadows on the earth kept surging. It was the soldiers who cleaned up the corpses and the battlefield.