Three Kingdoms

This is outside Xihai City.

Since Lu Bu's advance, the caravans have almost been cut off.

The wind blew across the Gobi desert, making a shrill sound, like hundreds of people crying.

Some people were actually crying.

Behind the high and low mounds of soil, there is blood.

Beside the blood were people standing, kneeling and lying.

People cannot be resurrected after death.

But who cares?

A lot of things happened during this time.

Matthew looked at the sunset.

Broken as blood.

There is mostly yellow sand on the Gobi Desert, and under the blood-like sunshine, the sky and the earth are a sad red.

If future generations come here, they will have to immerse themselves in this beautiful scenery, but for Matthew, he has no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery.

Pound died, but he lived.

When Pound was around, he didn't feel much at all. Occasionally, he would find Pound annoying. After all, Pound was strict and could sometimes embarrass him.

But after Pound died, he discovered...

Pound is important.

For example, when an order is given, it originally only needs to be handed over to Pound, and Pound will do it, but now Matthew has to do it himself, and he may not be able to do it as well as Pound.

"Kill them all. Matthew looked at his legs and said, "Take the meat." 』

"What? ! ” A young horse thieves leader next to Matthew was stunned for a moment, “Chief, what are you...”

Matthew's eyes still stayed on his legs. His previous injury was not completely healed, and was only tied with a cloth. "I said, kill him and take the flesh." 』

For a moment, everyone was stunned...

Everyone knows that Xihai City is short of food. But food does not fall from the sky, nor can it be transferred from the left pocket to the right pocket. If you don’t have it, you don’t have it. If you want to wait for the next season’s crops to grow, you don’t have the time or the patience.

Without food, even a strong man cannot survive three to five days without food!

But the front line was demanding, and the food in Longyou had not been delivered for a long time. The officials in Xihai City were so anxious that their mouths had blisters. They couldn't even eat the fragrant leg of lamb, so they could only drink some milk. of.

In the beginning, it was all about exploiting.

The petty officials led people to go door to door. At first, they just informed the people that they were required to "voluntarily" contribute to the Great Protector's plan for the Western Expedition and pay a certain amount of food and grass.

But who would volunteer?

In the minds of petty officials, they always feel that it is their meritorious service to keep these people fed. They are more or less half, or even more than half, of the people's parents. Now that parents want something, children and grandchildren should give it to them respectfully. I just came up, but I didn’t think about whether I could really do the hard work of raising a child like a parent! And most of the petty officials are too lazy to do even the superficial work of raising a child. They want to be parents directly, and they have to take money and food from the people's mouths...

There were no voluntary food donations, so we had to rob them.

Untouchables, thieves, mud-legged people, lowly embryos.

When facing the same kind of people with one head, two eyes, one nose and one mouth, the clerks endlessly created various novel ways of insulting them, demonstrating their diligent work attitude. It seems that if this were not the case, they would not be able to separate themselves from the ordinary people, become a people who are separated from the lower races, and become an official with a high-level appearance.

The people who were wiped out could only find their own way to survive.

At this time, some petty officials were worried that they would not be able to show off their faces, or that they would be implicated in their own black hats, and they viciously ordered these people not to leave their residences, otherwise they would be treated as refugees.

However, this method only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. The people cannot stand it any longer and naturally want to run away.

Faced with these people who dared to run away maliciously and were malicious and uncooperative, the petty officials naturally felt that these people were not malicious people, no longer their own subjects, but vicious enemies.

When it comes to dealing with the enemy, there's nothing to say, just take action.

Fatty An found the clerk and said that he could provide a batch of meat.

Special meat.

The army was mobilized, but the warehouses originally used to store grain and grass were all empty. Naturally, I didn't dare to let the Chief Protector know about this matter, so I just reported it all. It was fine. I patted my chest to assure myself, and turned around with a pale face. Vacancies always have to be filled, and it is always better to use the lives of others than your own.

So Fatty An's proposal was quickly unanimously approved by the left-behind officials in Xihai City. Fatty An doesn't need cash, but can use the land of the escaped untouchables as the price. Isn't this a huge advantage?

As for what kind of meat it is, the clerks don't care, as long as they can eat it, it's not for them to eat anyway. It is safe and non-toxic and complies with the manufacturing standards of the Western Region Protectorate. Just put a label on it and change the date.

Fatty An was also very happy, but he also understood that he couldn't do this by himself. If you didn't make it with your own hands, you won't know where the meat came from. Even if it happens in the future, it will probably just be charged with negligence. It will be fine after the matter calms down. After all, the memories of those untouchables are very important. It's pitiful.

So Fatty Ann found someone else to do it.

Who cares? Whoever uses it knows it, and everyone agrees to use it.

Matthew is the big one who took over the task.

Previously defeated, he ran away with his tail between his legs like a dog. Dogs, of course, wag their tails at whoever gives them meat. Even if they are unwilling and reluctant, their tails still wag involuntarily.

When he pretended to be a big-tailed wolf before, Ma Xiu suffered heavy losses. Now that he has a mission, he is naturally unscrupulous. Even though he felt it was inappropriate, for the sake of money and to continue to build more manpower, Matthew still accepted such a task.

Collect meat.

The cattle and sheep were unwilling, so they had to resort to force.

These special cattle and sheep were tied up and then dragged to the hills one by one and slaughtered.

A knife in the neck and then throwing it to the ground will kill you soon.

The best meat is found on the buttocks, arms, and thighs, so it’s easy to cut.

The rest of the parts are because these special cattle and sheep are basically very thin and not as fat as those of later generations, so the amount of meat in each one is not actually a lot, but it can add up to a lot, just like extracting and collecting taxes.

As the killing progressed, most of the horse thieves who were laughing and joking around fell silent.

This strange spread of emotions may make the horse thief himself unable to understand.

Most of the hands of horse thieves are stained with the blood of innocent people. Perhaps just a money bag, a piece of clothing, or just a quarrel can become the reason for the horse thief to be stained with blood, and the horse thief will not have any special feelings, or even more to show off, show off his tyranny and brutality.

But at this moment, most of them don't think there's anything good about it...

Some frowned and walked away.

Others were silent.

The little leader of the horse thieves who had just questioned Ma Xiu stared at him for a long time, his eyes getting redder and redder, as if they were soaked with blood, and he rushed straight to find Ma Xiu, "The leader" ! This won't work! This is not right! We are horse thieves, but we are not livestock! 』

Matthew raised his eyes and looked, "What did you say?" 』

Seeing Matthew's eyes rolled up like dead fish, the little leader of the horse thieves felt a little jealous, but after the words had been spoken, he did not hesitate to do anything. He just stared at Matthew and shouted: "I said this is wrong!" 』

Matthew stood up and stared at the little leader, "In this desert, wolves eat sheep!" What's wrong with you? ! 』

The little leader of the horse thieves was stunned for a moment, "We are not wolves!" They are not sheep either! 』

Matthew sneered, "Why isn't it a sheep?" Wolves hold grudges. If you kill a wolf, you will attract a pack of wolves! To kill a wolf, you must first weigh three points! And will these animals hold a grudge? I can’t remember how many times I was whipped. Those who stuttered and drank would just come back and continue to scream beautifully. When they encountered something hard, they would shrink their heads and run away! Where can I run? Everyone in the world eats sheep! Look, we killed these, what about the others? Did anyone jump up? Is there any? ! look by youself! Let me ask you, do you also want to be a sheep? 』

The little leader of the horse thieves didn't know how to respond, and he couldn't make any sense. He just gritted his teeth and said, "This is wrong, it's really wrong!" 』

Matthew suddenly smiled, took a step forward slowly, patted the shoulder of the horse thief leader, and then said with some emotion: "Haha... I didn't expect that I could have someone as good as you under my command." Sex... or whatever..."

While he was talking, Matthew had already taken out the dagger in his arms and stabbed the horse thief leader directly in the chest and abdomen. His smile turned into a fierce one in an instant, "If you are a good wolf, you must go." Be a sheep! Why didn't you follow me when my brother died? ! 』

Matthew drew out his short blade, kicked the horse thief leader over with his kick, and then waved his hand, "Drag it down and cut off the flesh... to save it from wasting..."

……(*￣(工)￣)……

Pillars of smoke rose into the sky with arrogant fangs and claws.

Countless screams and screams rang in the ears, and the firelight spread around and reflected in the eyes.

Everything seems to have started on that day in Xinhe City and gone in different directions.

assassination.

Lu Bu was angered.

As a result, the demon was released by Lu Bu instead.

The vassal army laughed, massacred and looted the city.

The monk was captured and executed on the spot.

With the death of these monks, true hell descended on this land.

Having done it the first time, it seems that there is a reason to do it the second time.

The third time, and then countless times.

Random killings and crazy looting. In the name of catching assassins and murderers, firelights can be seen everywhere. Civilians hiding in the city are arrested in large numbers. Women who are slightly pretty are bound to be humiliated. Those who dare to resist are killed and beaten. , even being impaled on wooden stakes and burned alive, and being tied behind horses and dragged to death were commonplace.

First the vassal army did this, and later even the Xiliang soldiers under Lu Bu joined in.

The memory of these Xiliang soldiers looting Sanfu in Chang'an in the past seemed to be revived for a moment.

As a result, it naturally aroused large-scale resistance.

Lu Bu had only one way to deal with this kind of resistance, which was to kill.

Keep killing.

Kill until you are convinced.

Bai Shan of Qiuci Kingdom found Lu Bu and accused Bai Su of being the main messenger behind it.

Lu Bu turned the direction of his army and pointed directly at Qiuci, the capital of Qiuci Kingdom.

Bai Su, the king of Qiuci Kingdom, was furious. On the one hand, he said that he had not assassinated Lu Bu. On the other hand, he said that Lu Bu had killed innocent people indiscriminately and massacred monks. His crimes were so heinous. Naturally, this made Lu Bu even more dissatisfied, so he directly ordered an attack on the city. .

Qiu Ci City is backed by a mountain and faces a river. It has been repaired for many years. It has an inner and outer urn city. The city walls are high and thick. According to the height of the mountain, there are many Buddhists in the city. After hearing about Lu Bu's killing of monks, he burst into a rage. He was so angry that he took the initiative to help Bai Su defend himself.

Lu Bu blew open the city gate twice, but the attack was in vain.

Because the roads were narrow and there were ballistas on the high platforms in the inner city, even Lu Bu, who was very brave on the battlefield, did not dare to face the threat of the ballistas directly.

Suddenly, it turned into a tug-of-war under Qiu Ci City.

……ヽ(；′Д｀)?……

Zhang Liao ran all the way, but when he arrived in the Western Region and approached Xihai City, what greeted him was not fluttering colorful flags, but black, burnt corpses.

One corpse after another.

This was obviously a village that had been massacred.

The smell of blood and decay merged into the smell of death, making even Zhang Liao, who was accustomed to life and death in the battle formation, frown deeply.

Zhang Liao is riding on horseback, holding a spear. His hand held the spear tightly, as if there was an invisible opponent in front of him. His arms, which were usually as stable as Mount Tai, were trembling slightly at this moment.

The cavalry on the periphery were making a circle to investigate the surrounding situation.

"Were you... attacked by barbarians?" ” asked the guard beside Zhang Liao.

Zhang Liao was silent and dismounted.

"This is massacre..." Zhang Liao said slowly.

He stood the spear on the ground and raised his head slightly.

He seemed to have seen a group of extremely vicious guys attacking the village, and then driving all the people in the village out of their homes until they got here, and then started massacring them.

The villagers cried and died.

Zhang Liao took a few steps forward and came to a corpse.

Obviously, the fuel used to burn the corpses was the door panels and eaves of the houses that these villagers had worked so hard to build, as well as the grass, cloth, and felt of these villagers.

"These guys stole everything..." Zhang Liao whispered, "Everything worthless was thrown here... Maybe they couldn't take away so much, so they simply destroyed... burned..."

The guard followed Zhang Liao silently, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Liao sighed, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, turned around and bent down, carefully looking at the burnt corpse, and then a look of anger gradually appeared on his face, and his eyes flickered. With thunderous fury.

Zhang Liao raised his head, stepped over the single corpse, and then walked towards the pile of broken, charred remains in front of him.

Because the climate here in the Western Region is dry most of the time, and the wind and sand are often very strong, so houses are generally built in sheltered places, and many are even semi-underground.

It can be regarded as an upgraded version of Diwozi.

Find a dry and solid place on the ground, then dig out the space, build a half-height wall on the ground, then compact the yellow mud wall, open the windows, and build the beams, and it becomes a simple residence.

Now this underground cave is filled with corpses.

The debris was dumped here and then burned.

Some corpses were burned into coke, and the black bones were covered with a layer of carbon powder-like branches hanging in the air, intertwined with each other. Several skulls, whether chopped off or burned, rolled down as Zhang Liao approached, splashing black smoke on the ground.

The skull rolled on the ground, then bumped into other stumps and came to a stop. The dark eyes were hidden under the stump, and seemed to be staring at Zhang Liao.

Zhang Liao silently walked around and walked to the pile of corpses.

Although it was overfired, it was not completely burned. The outer corpse was basically carbonized, but the inner corpse was more cooked, and after a period of decay, the closer it got, the more The stench is getting stronger and stronger, filling the surroundings and condensing, just like the rainy season in March and April. Even if it doesn't rain, walking on the road feels like being wrapped in water.

Beside the pile of corpses, there were traces of scavenging animals.

Those rotting corpses covered underneath were pulled out by scavengers, probably wolves or jackals, and then feasted on them. They bit open the belly of the corpse, ate the meat, and chewed the intestines. The scene was a mess, and the ribs were exposed. , empty abdominal cavity, and...

Zhang Liao's eyes narrowed.

"General..." Zhang Liao's guards were a few steps behind Zhang Liao. Looking at the wreckage and corpses, they couldn't help but shout, "General, don't go forward, be careful of the epidemic!" 』

Zhang Liao looked at the rotting corpses that were dragged out. He didn't know if he was suffering from the smell or for some other reason. His expression was very ugly.

"General..." When the guard called again, he saw Zhang Liao retreating, "General, this is..."

Zhang Liao looked around and pointed at the adobe walls surrounding the pile of corpses. "Calling some men to push down those walls... it can be considered as burial." 』

The yellow mud wall of rammed earth was quickly knocked down and covered the corpses.

The corpses scattered outside were also pushed under the loess, and then some soldiers brought more yellow mud, and the place was basically piled into an unknown grave.

In front of the grave is a stone similar to a large cobblestone that Zhang Liao's men found from the village. It is relatively flat and narrow and has been inserted upright in front of the grave to serve as a tombstone.

There are no words on the tombstone.

Zhang Liao didn't know what to write on the tombstone.

These may be the people from Guizhou who migrated from the mainland in the early years. They may have names, or they may not have formal names but numbers. But now, these people finally stopped migrating and stayed in this land forever.

Zhang Liao stood in silence in front of the tomb for a long time, then mounted his horse, raised his gun and clapped the horse forward.

He squeezed the spear tightly, and veins appeared on the back of his hand.