Three Kingdoms

The Weishui Bridge and the river crossing are now tightly blocked by a large number of ordinary Chang'an people. On the other side of the Weishui River, Yang Biao, Huangfu Song and others want to lead the army to attack Chang'an City, or they can only be ruthless. , treating these people as nothing more than fighting their way out, or they can only build another pontoon bridge to cross the river...

When Yang Biao and Huangfu Song saw this situation, they immediately knew that the situation in Chang'an City had changed no longer what they expected. They immediately led their troops out of Lingyi and gathered on the north side of the Weishui Bridge.

"Mr. Yang..."

"General Huangfu..."

As soon as the two people met each other, they understood what the other person was thinking without using too many words. If you are an ordinary person, you may still have some hesitation when facing these people. But what kind of people are Yang Biao and Huangfusong? How can they let this happen when they face the people who are like ants? Pity hinders their great cause?

"General Huangfu, please go ahead and do whatever you want...someone will take care of the follow-up matters..." Yang Biao said to Huangfu Songgong, cupping his hands. Regarding the military formation, Yang Biao was naturally not as good as Huangfu Song, so he just held the formation from behind and handed over the command to Huangfu Song.

Huangfu Song sat on the horseback, looking at the crowded Weishui Bridge in the distance, and then gradually extended southward, all the way to Chang'an City, and then slowly pulled back. Although Huangfusong now felt that he still had the initiative and had obtained Yang Biao's promise, he didn't know why but there was an uneasy feeling in his heart.

As for the people on the Weishui Bridge and on the south bank, Huangfu Song didn't pay attention at all.

When he captured Quyang County where the Yellow Turbans were located, Huangfu Song killed all the 100,000 Yellow Turbans in the city. The pile of corpses in the capital could be seen from ten miles away. Did he ever show any mercy?

Now that we have been driven into the battle formation, we are either friendly forces or enemies. Even though we were neighbors before, but now...

On the battlefield, sometimes it just depends on who is ruthless. Being ruthless will not make you respect someone, but it will make you fear them.

Huangfusong waved his hand, called a personal guard, and gave him some instructions. Hearing this, the guard raised his head and glanced at Huangfu Song. He hesitated for a moment, but still turned his horse and galloped towards the Weishui Bridge. He slowed down his horse fifty steps away from the Weishui Bridge and headed towards the Weishui River. The people on the bridge raised their voices and shouted:

"The military law of the Han Dynasty will kill those who rebel against the army! The general is merciful and will give you a chance to survive! You should turn around immediately and kill the rebels to avoid death! If you are cowardly and do not move forward, when the army arrives, don't blame the ruthless military law!"

When the common people of the Han Dynasty on the Weishui Bridge heard this and looked at the approaching Han army in the north of the bridge, they did not feel the slightest bit of relief, but they were left with nothing but overwhelming fear. They are now unarmed, old, weak, women and children, and are squeezed tightly here. How can they turn around and fight for the Xiliang soldiers?

If they could really fight for their lives, how could they be driven here like a flock of sheep?

If it is really time for them to go into battle and fight to the death, then what are the generals and soldiers in Weishui Bridge who are eating and drinking the food and grass they have worked so hard to plant and harvest for?

Even the stupidest people, after hearing the message sent by Huangfu Song, understood that it was not really a hope that they would turn around and join the battle, it was just an excuse to kill people.

The people cried loudly and chaotically:

"General, help me..."

"Chen Ah San, I am your uncle. Do you recognize me? These are all neighbors. Please be kind and let us pass..."

"Oh my God...who will save us..."

"Don't kill us...don't kill us..."

"God, please give me a way to live..."

The cries of hundreds or even thousands of people were mixed together and merged with the cries in Chang'an City, soaring straight into the sky!

South of the Weishui Bridge, the Xiliang soldiers continued to drive people away from the Weishui Bridge. Many people were squeezed, trampled, and even had their sternums broken by being squeezed in the crowd. They were spurting blood but still could not fall down. They were beaten by the crowd. Pushing forward...

On the bridge and on the south bank, people were pushed down from time to time, and fell into the Wei River like dumplings, and then were submerged and taken away by the river in the blink of an eye...

The people at the front faced Huangfu Song's antlers and the rows of shining gun heads. They wanted to retreat, but they couldn't retreat at all. They could only be pushed little by little closer and closer to death. The closer.

The soldiers holding spears behind Juma didn't dare to look at these people. These people were all people in Chang'an City, some were neighbors, some were friends, and now they were all in front of them, begging for a way out...

"Soldiers in the front line, repeat the order!" Huangfu Song's personal guards shouted loudly.

"Repeat the order! Did you hear it?!" The military commanders in charge of the front line shouted and asked, "Are you fucking deaf or mute?! Repeat the order!"

"The military law of the Han Dynasty, those who rebel against the army will be killed...the general is merciful..."

The soldiers in the front line closed their eyes and used all their strength to repeat Huangfu Song's order three times in a hoarse voice.

Huangfusong heard the shouts of the soldiers in the front formation, nodded slightly, waved his hand and said: "The three orders and five orders have been completed! Beat the drums! March forward immediately! All who stand in the way will be killed!"

The war drums were beating loudly, and the archers placed arrows on the backs of their bows. Under the orders of the grassroots officers, they pointed diagonally towards the sky.

Rows and rows of soldiers gathered together, wearing exquisite armor, holding bright swords and guns, and approached step by step.

But at this moment, their opponents were not the thieves from the border areas, nor the gangsters who caused trouble, but their own neighbors, the people who supported them with their hard-working hands.

"kill!"

On one side were the well-equipped Imperial Guards of the Han Dynasty, and on the other were the ordinary people in Chang'an City. They finally met on the Weishui Bridge.

At first, the soldiers were crying and saying sorry, while they were killing familiar neighbors. However, as the blood flowed more and more, ordinary people came in wave after wave like a flood. These soldiers The tears on his face gradually dried up, leaving only a numb expression, numbly listening to orders, numbly reaping life...

One after another, civilians fell to the swords and guns, and the crowds were so dense that they could not fall even after being hacked to death, shot to death, or stabbed to death...

One corpse after another was cleared from the Weishui Bridge, and the space vacated was immediately filled again by the advancing soldiers and the people who followed.

Huangfu Song looked at the soldiers advancing slowly, but also gradually advancing with the flowing blood and the layers of corpses. He nodded slightly and said in his heart, for the sake of the big man, even if a certain man's hands were full of blood and Why not? What's more, which of the famous generals of ancient and modern times does not stand on top of thousands of bones?

The Wei River has now turned red, and corpses are floating up and down in the river, flowing into the distance...