Three Kingdoms

The rising sun spreads its light across the earth.

The sun shines on the clouds, turning the sky a bright agate red, making the mountains and rivers far and near dazzling.

The morning air is usually fresh, but this time...

But it smells more like blood.

A huge chaos is spreading.

While Gao Shun defeated Cheshi Houguo's Heijia Army, Hutu Khotan in Kucha also launched a so-called "crusade against the rebels".

The killing spread across the grassland and Gobi, like a blood-red tide, drowning all living creatures. Hu Tutian commanded the soldiers and horses. At first, he just said "make a tooth sacrifice" or something, but after eating the meat, he couldn't hold back, and his blood-red eyes stared at one tribe after another.

Although some parts of the Kucha tribe organized sporadic resistance, they were later crushed without a trace under this devastating disaster.

Lu Bu may or may not know.

But generally you should know.

Because Hututian sent back some fodder for cattle and sheep to Lu Bu, saying that it was a "trophy of war."

The blood-red stain on these "trophies" is equivalent to Hutu Khotan's temptation. Lu Bu did not respond much to such a temptation, which made Hutu Tian and others even more crazy.

Xinhe is a large city in Qiuci.

Hutu Khotan did not take action in Xinhe, but he did not let go around Xinhe City.

Of course, this big city is only in the Western Region. Compared with the big cities in the Central Plains, Xinhe City is actually a bit smaller. Because there are frequent wars in the Western Region, the city defense is still relatively tight. The commerce from south to north has prospered here, making it have a permanent population of tens of thousands.

In any case, it can be regarded as a big fat piece of meat.

At the west gate, Lu Bu held his sword, sat on his horse, and staggered into Xinhe City with his troops. There was no one coming or going on both sides of the street. All the people of Qiuci hid in their homes and did not dare to show their faces. They looked at these Han people who "killed people and set fire" and "committed all kinds of evil" in horror through the gaps in the doors and windows...

It is true that Lu Bu did not "kill people and set fire" or "do all evil", but his vassal army did.

It was done in the name of the Han people.

Kucha Xinhe Chengshou, who was guiding Lu Bu in front of him, was trembling slightly. He didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or fear.

In the eyes of the Kucha people, the current Han people are evil people.

is the aggressor.

Lu Bu could also feel this change, but he didn't care.

In Lu Bu's mind, his attitude towards these people from the Western Regions was the same as his attitude towards the Huns and Xianbei during the merger of the states.

Treat everyone equally, they are all garbage.

So does Lu Bu care about what garbage thinks of him? Or do you care about how well your garbage lives?

Or does garbage have any hatred...

……┐(?～?)┌……

Spears danced.

The sword was raised.

Drenched with blood.

A pasture two hundred miles southwest of Kuqa City.

The herdsmen ran out frantically, while Hututian advanced with his men and horses from behind. A devastating fight, or massacre, unfolded in the pasture.

There seemed to be a figure moving inside a tent, and the soldier directly pierced it with a spear, and blood flowed from the breach in the tent.

Man, dead.

woman, crying.

Children and old people screamed.

Some people tried to hide under the hay cart, but their arms were crushed and their heads were crushed by the hooves of horses.

Some people raised pitchforks and tried to fight back, but were chopped down and killed by more elite spears and swords.

Some people used longbows to shoot one or two soldiers to death, but they were directly knocked away by the charging cavalry, and blood spurted in the air...

Bodies and blood spread across the pasture.

A strong man rushed out of the pasture with a roar, raised the hammer in his hand, and smashed the head of one of Hut Khotan's soldiers, just like smashing a watermelon.

Another vassal soldier next to him stabbed him with a spear. The strong man swung the hammer again, and the spear flew out tremblingly with a buzzing sound. Then he simply hit it again and smashed it open again with a snap. A brain.

Gray-white brains and bright red blood sprayed everywhere.

"Die!" 』

The strong man roared, like an enraged bear. The hammer in his hand was flying, smashing people, weapons, blood, broken bones, and the anger in his heart.

However, the arrow missed and pierced his chest.

The man continued to take a few steps forward, and several more arrows were missed.

He made a last-ditch effort and knocked down a vassal soldier, but he did not have the strength to kill the vassal soldier. The soldier narrowly escaped death and hurriedly pushed the man's body away. Then he laughed and cursed neurotically while slashing at the man's body with a knife...

After all, such a strong man is rare.

The majority are ordinary, vulnerable herdsmen, young and old.

Occasionally, small-scale resistance will appear. Except for a few good players who can fight and escape, most of the resistance is usually crushed soon after.

The corpses were either lying in the field, or were hoisted and hung on wooden stakes...

……彡(-_-;)彡……

Life and death.

Except for humans themselves, perhaps no race in nature is so keen on killing itself, not killing for the sake of survival.

Maybe it's the difference in language, maybe it's the inconsistency in skin color, maybe it's just a few simple words, all the previous kindness can be thrown away, leaving only cruelty.

China is vast, but no matter how vast the land is, there will still be borders.

A frontier is not a line on a map or two words in a document. The frontier is the snow-capped mountains in the north and the mountains in the south. One step forward is another country, and one step back is the homeland.

However, there are always some people in the frontier. They may have never left their hometown in their entire lives. For these people, what is the frontier?

The splendor, colour, prosperity and glory of the two cities may not be as good as a bowl of water at home or a bowl of rice in the pot for them.

But now, all of this has been destroyed by the Shura-like battlefield and the demon-like soldiers.

Amid the chaos and noise, a primitive and barbaric atmosphere spreads everywhere. The Buddha statue was knocked down and its gold foil was scraped off. The gems inlaid into the eyes were dug out, leaving only dark holes.

Seeking immortality will not lead to immortality.

I pray that there will be no afterlife.

If you sit on the edge of the long river of history and look down with a detached gaze, Lu Bu's Western Expedition, to some extent, even if it caused these killings, cannot be considered all bad.

Because there are too many large and small states in the Western Region.

Although Lu Bu said that it was essentially destroying the order of the Western Regions, from another perspective, it might be the "great integration of nationalities" that those experts often talk about.

The Zhuan family has lost their humanity, well, they have transcended humanity. Ahem, from a super-human, extremely rational and objective perspective, Lu Bu’s Western Expedition to Dawan and his evil and barbaric destruction did indeed produce consequences. A little goes a long way. Although, this good thing is just an accessory compared to his evil, and it is definitely not his original intention.

For Lu Bu personally, he had no "meaning" at all.

He just thought about it, so he did it.

If you want to do it, do it.

Lu Bu doesn't like to be restricted, he is like a wild horse on the grassland, he can go wherever he wants.

Lu Bu didn't think so much at all. He was proud because of his stupidity, and he became even more stupid because of his pride.

Experts will say that the benefit of Lu Bu's Western Expedition is not really the bloody horses of Dawan, but that through the war, the boundaries between this and that border on the east-west transportation highway were cleared, and the roads that were blocked in the past were blocked. As a result, it indirectly promotes the exchange of Eastern and Western cultures and the integration of various ethnic groups.

These are several "big integrations" in the history of the Zhuan family. Although this exchange and integration are not slow, let alone peaceful, the Zhuan family does not care about this. Anyway, the Zhuan family has not been integrated. .

For those who were in this environment at the time, they did not think of this as "integration."

During the entire "fusion" process, there were countless bloody corpses and the dying struggles of countless living beings. The evaluation of "fusion" is not as casual as Zhuan's words, and seems to be taken for granted. Instead, it is lingering around the cries of children, the wailing of women, and the lament left by the last breath of life.

The cost of accomplishing all this is tens of millions of dead people, and countless ghosts of the dead hovering in the sky that refuse to dissipate. In the end, they become brick makers or keyboard warriors to show off their unique rhetoric.

However, even without Lu Bu, there would still be many wars in the Western Regions.

Along with the war, not only many Han people, Qiang people, Huns, etc. moved to Central and West Asia with the army, but also a large number of various people living in the Congling area began to travel to Central China in an endless stream.

These people from the Western Regions who migrated eastward are often collectively called Semu people. On the one hand, these people have colorful eyes; on the other hand, they take the meaning of "people with various colored eyes", which is the abbreviation of "various names". This means that there are various other types of ethnic groups that are different from the Han people.

Those who are not from my species must have different minds. In fact, it should be more expanded. Those who are not from my species must have different minds. The reason why there are individual clans is that the collective interests in a small group are easier to coordinate and can be solved in a few sentences, but when there are more people, the balance cannot be smoothed. In addition, if there are barriers to communication, there will naturally be The "different".

Even though Chinese Confucianism has many shortcomings, in terms of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, it at least lets the people of China know that there is a general direction, and these lustful people have no such considerations. It’s not that all Semu people don’t know how to be patriotic, but that many Semu people’s countries have disappeared. How can they be “loyal to their emperor and patriotic”?

Before Lu Bu's Western Expedition, the Western Regions and Central Asia and West Asia were already at war with each other. The Yuezhi and the Yuezhi, Wusunkang and Xiongnu lived in Xianbei, and tribes of all sizes up and down Congling were annexing and attacking without end. How many people have destroyed a country, and those semu people who escaped through the net no longer have their own country.

These lustful people lost their country. If they did not have the single-minded desire to restore the country like Murong Fu, most of them would just do business for their own purposes, doing business and making small calculations all for the sake of their own accounts. I don't care about etiquette, justice, integrity or anything like that. Only gold, silver and money are the most important thing.

People who have no concept of country will naturally not think about anything in general.

Like the vassal army of Hutu Khotan.

Also like Fatty An in Xihai City.

Fatty Ann is a Parthian.

And now Parthia is in dire straits. Ancient Rome is eyeing it from the outside world. It often goes out to conquer Parthia to gain experience points, and is even more proud of obtaining the title of "the greatest Parthian conqueror". The local governors in the interior areas are also restless, thinking about either independence or rebellion...

But Fatty An had no intention of doing anything for An An, but felt comfortable staying in the Western Region.

The only regret was that the losses at this stage were too great, which made him feel distressed.

I even lost a bowl of rice.

It turned out that I could eat five and a half bowls.

So if you want to make money, you have to subsidize it and get some income, otherwise you won't be able to eat.

The fat man sat in the restaurant and looked at the homeless people on the street.

Unblinking.

It's like looking at rolling coins.

Or pieces of walking meat.

Now more and more people are dispersing from the west...

Some people said it was good news, saying that the Great Protectorate had already reached Qiuci and was about to reach Chigu.

Some people also said it was bad news, saying that the Great Protectorate massacred the people of the Western Regions, and many countries in the Western Regions could not sit still.

The restaurant is no longer in business, and the owner is packing up his belongings and planning to leave, and has put up a sign for sale. Fatty An originally planned to buy it, but now he is not prepared to pay for it. Fatty An doesn’t think this restaurant is bad, but he thinks the price can be lowered...

"According to the law of the Han Dynasty, these refugees..." Fatty An looked at the flow of people slowly heading east on the street, with greed in his eyes, "Are they all just... that and what?" criminal? 』

Next to Fatty An, there was a middle-aged man dressed in Han Chinese clothing. He said with a sinister smile, "It's the deceased." It’s just...the living dead, no longer human beings...』

Fatty An turned around and asked, "You don't need to pay me?" 』

"No, it belongs to whoever catches it. 』

Fatty An's eyes were bright, "I understand this!" Just like the cattle and sheep on the grassland, of course the ones with owners cannot be touched... Now these without owners, don't they belong to whoever catches them? Arrange it and catch it carefully, this is all money..."

……?(*–-)?……

In Xinhe City, Lu Bu was riding a war horse with his arm resting on his sword.

On one side of the street, a window opened slightly, revealing an arrow with a cold glow.

Murderous aura permeated the air.

Lu Bu suddenly narrowed his eyes, looked up, retracted his arm, and grabbed the handle of the sword.

A sharp cry suddenly sounded, shrill and strange, like an owl bird howling in the dark night.

The arrow missed the air and headed towards Lu Bu.

At the same time, several people flashed out at the entrance of the alley, throwing out the spears in their hands while rushing towards Lu Bu's queue!

On the roof nearby, several people stood up from the shadows and raised their crossbows...

Suddenly, murderous intent rose!

The sword in Lu Bu's hand had already been unsheathed, and with its cold brilliance, it hit the arrow that was shot first!

At the same time, Lu Bu stretched out his hand and tugged, shaking the big cloak on his body in the air, blocking it like a curtain in front of the two or three throwing spears. It glowed red under the sun, swallowed up the throwing spears, and landed in front of the horse.

"There is an assassin!" 』

"Protect Datohu!" 』

The guards' chaotic shouts rang out at the same time, and their big shields rolled out and headed towards Lu Bu's front.

The arrows roared out from the crossbow, either piercing the shield or the armor, making a loud sound.

The assassin and the guard who rushed out of the alley collided with each other, and their swords immediately collided, sparks and blood erupting from the collision.

Most of the assassins were unarmored, and blood would flow out from the slightest scratch. However, these assassins seemed to feel no pain at all, and even threw themselves on the guards' blades, just to give other assassins behind them a better chance. .

A short assassin jumped out from behind the other assassins, relying on his short body and agility to sneak in between people! Every time he moved, he immediately brought out a shot of blood!

After the guard beside the short assassin fell down, he saw clearly that the short dagger in the assassin's hand had a strange shape, like two steel needles mounted on his arms!

Despite the short stature of the assassin and his short legs, his frequency was not slow. He jumped directly in front of Lu Bu's horse as if he was rolling on the ground!

Lu Bu pulled the reins, and the war horse neighed, stood up high, swung its two hooves in the air, and suddenly trampled down! The horse's hoof was as big as that short assassin's forehead. If a horse's hoof stepped on it, his brain would be completely wiped out on the spot!

The assassin screamed strangely, and didn't know how he did it. He actually moved his figure three feet forward, avoiding the horse's hooves, and jumped up. The sharp steel needle on his arm pierced Lu Bu. And go away from the lower abdomen!

But as the horse's hooves fell, there was also a sword in Lu Bu's hand that was like lightning!

"clang! 』

The sword slashed down and landed on the steel needle like thunder, sending the steel needle and the short assassin flying directly into the air!

The short assassin's arm twisted into a strange shape, and it was obviously either broken or dislocated. The assassin spurted a mouthful of blood in the air, and before he hit the ground, Lu Bu's guard's spear was in front of him!

The spear pierced the assassin's body, and the assassin was hanging on the spear. You Zi stared at Lu Bu and screamed, but soon lowered his head and slipped off the spear.

This kind of assassin is obviously focused on agility, and is weak in strength and health. If he can get the upper hand and injure or kill the target, it will be easy to say. But if he misses a hit, he will probably die. Character.

The rabbit rose and the falcon fell. Within a few breaths, after Lu Bu repelled the short assassin and took Fang Tian's painted halberd from the guard on the side, the other assassins no longer had any chance...

"Yama!" Yama! Evil ghost! Evil ghost..."

The remaining assassins were blocked in a corner by the spears and shields of Lu Bu's guards. They couldn't rush out, so they just screamed, then jumped forward suicidally and died.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the assassins holding crossbows on the distant roof climbed over the roof of the house one after another in an attempt to escape.

"Chase! Lu Bu shook Fang Tian's painted halberd, with an angry look on his face, "A Buddhist again?" A Buddhist again! Is this deception, or is it meant to harm someone’s life? ! Someone come! Pass the order of a certain general! Arrest all the Buddhists in the city! Kill them all! 』

Lu Bu's roar of filial piety echoed in all directions, "If someone comes to stop me, I will kill someone!" If the monk comes to stop me, he will destroy the monk! If the Buddha comes, I will also kill the Buddha! 』