Datang Fenghua Road

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Rumbling--

With the sound of iron hoofs, the earth trembled, and countless cavalry drove the Han slaves in groups, shoving them into the pit like dumplings.

Han Yue was worried that the mutiny did not happen at all. Although these young and strong Han slaves were all strong, they only knew how to cry, beg for mercy, and fear, but they did not dare to resist.

"Sir, spare your life, I have Han blood in me, and I am your kin..."

"Master, honorable master, there are three pure-bred Chinese girls in my family. I dedicate them all to you. Please spare me a dog's life, please spare me a dog's life..."

"I have it too, my honorable master, and I also have a pure-bred Chinese girl. They even gave birth to a little girl. They are all dedicated to you, okay?"

You can say anything, people are about to die, and all the viciousness is fully revealed, as long as they can live, how can they take care of their wives and children.

Han Yue suddenly opened his eyes, stood beside the big pit and shouted angrily: "In your eyes, is your wife used for your life?"

There was crying and shouting in the pit, and more Han slaves were pushed down from time to time.

Suddenly, a young man shouted loudly: "Master, I am a Han Chinese, I am a pure-bred Han, my mother is a woman from the Tang Dynasty, and now I only recognize my mother and not my father, I want to be a pure Han, please sir. kill me..."

Han Yue laughed angrily, pointed at the young man and asked, "Then tell Ben Hou, where is your mother? As long as she is willing to come out and beg for mercy, Lord Ben will let you go once."

The young man Garan stopped his voice, knelt at the bottom of the pit and cried loudly. After a long time, he began to beg for mercy, saying that he was a pure Han Chinese.

Han Yue sneered, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and said coldly, "Now that you say you are Han, why didn't you say it when you rushed into the Central Plains to burn, kill and loot?"

There was a sudden silence in the pit.

"Why didn't you say anything when you murdered Han women?" Han Yue drank again.

The pit was even more silent, with occasional crying, mixed with a little begging for mercy.

"Why didn't you tell me when you gave your wife to the Turks to play with?" Han Yue drank for the third time.

After asking three times in a row, the voices were punishing, but the Han slave at the bottom of the pit had no remorse at all, but had panic and fear on his face, and he didn't know how to repent at all.

Han Yue was immediately pissed off. He suddenly pointed his finger in the air and shouted loudly: "Wait, ask the heaven, who will the heaven forgive? If you have no sins on your body, and if you have never committed murder, how could this Marquis order the pit? kill?"

His face was serious, but his tone was unprecedentedly solemn, and he vowed: "If you are good people, even if I fight for food and grass, even if I fight against the Turks, I will definitely rescue you and return to the Central Plains..."

A young man in the pit suddenly fell to his knees and said loudly, "I know I'm wrong, I have prostituted eleven Chinese women and killed nine old people. I know I deserve to die and I don't ask for mercy, I just ask the Marquis of the Han to have mercy on me. My wife, she is not wrong, and she is pregnant with a child. The villain hopes that she can return to the Central Plains and be sheltered by you."

Han Yue raised his brows and shouted to the surrounding soldiers: "Pull him up and cut him with a knife. Since this person repented before dying, he shouldn't be buried alive like a beast. He deserves to die if he is guilty, but he can go like a human. die."

These words contain philosophical principles, and most of those warriors do not understand, but it does not prevent them from obeying Han Yue's orders.

Soon someone jumped down from the big pit and pulled the young Hannu up, but when he hit the owl's head with a knife, the blood spurted out three feet high.

"Is there anyone who has repented?" Han Yue's eyes were bright, and he stared at the big pit.

At this moment, he really hoped that someone would speak up, and he even made an excuse for himself. As long as ten more people repented, then he would let these second-generation Han slaves go, because these people are still saved.

It's a pity that out of the total 6 people, there was only one young man who was willing to die under the knife. Although there were many others, they only knew how to beg for mercy, offered their wives and begged for their lives...

Han Yue let out a long sigh, and said sadly: "Life is not a joy, death is a pain, death is on the left and right, why don't you repent before you die? If you can do this, at least you can be dignified and stabbed, instead of being buried like a beast. "

No one answered, no one understood, no one understood.

Han Yue closed his eyes for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, and said loudly: "Bring a shovel to this Marquis."

A soldier ran over with a shovel, respectfully wiped the dirt on the shovel handle, and then came over cautiously.

Han Yue grabbed it in his hand, possessed himself and looked at the big pit for the last time. Seeing that the heads of the people were covered with blackness, and each face was filled with despair and fear, he laughed loudly and shouted: "Since you don't want to be human in this life, this Marquis will send it to you. You died early..."

Digging hard with both arms, he picked up a shovel of dirt and threw it down viciously.

"Do it, bury people!" Countless warriors around him shouted at the same time.

boom--

Han Yue threw the shovel heavily on the ground, he turned around angrily, and ran wildly under his feet, disappearing into the night, looking lonely and desolate.

Who has seen tears in the corners of his eyes when he turned around.A total of 6 people lost their lives at his hands, even a person with a hard heart can hardly be hardened.

The prairie was cold in the night, the north wind was roaring, and more than a dozen figures of princes quietly appeared beside the big pit. Li Ji sighed: "If you have the heart of a saint, you can kill. This old man has never understood this before, but tonight I finally understand. "

Cheng Yaojin sat down on the ground with a wry smile on his face: "I'm not as sentimental as you are, I'm only worried about one thing now, if the news of this doll's order to kill prisoners reaches Chang'an, do you think the maiden will be furious? I'm really afraid she'll scratch our faces with her hands..."

Everyone was stunned, thinking about the character of Empress Changsun's protecting calf, everyone shuddered.

Chapter 355 This inscription is not good, let's change it

The north wind was bitter, whistling like a knife, the night covered the sky and the earth, and the torches illuminated the darkness.There were five mass graves, and there were cries and begging for mercy in the pits, but the voices became smaller and smaller, and when the last shovel of mud was thrown down, there were only five tall and big people left in front of them. grave.

Heavy footsteps suddenly sounded not far away, Li Ji and the others looked back, but saw a group of soldiers carrying a large stone and struggling to get here.

This large stone is rectangular, with a slightly smooth front, and there are brand-new marks of cutting with a knife and axe, as if it has just been processed by someone.

The back of the big stone is rough, vaguely retaining the smoky black color, and I don't know what it was used for before.

"What is this for?" Several princes looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

Seeing the soldiers carrying the big stone approaching quickly, one of them said out of breath, "Shangguans, this stone is the sacrificial stone of the Shepherd's Department, and I was just waiting to be on guard over there, when I suddenly saw Lord Hou rushing towards him, holding on to it. The knife slashed sharply at the sacrificial stone..."

The Turkic people have a tradition of offering sacrifices, and the sacrifices are very strange, including the skulls of wild wolves, old tree trunks, natural mud pits, and strange statues.

The sacrificial object of the Shepherd Department is even more exotic, it is a big stone.Li Ji and the others were a little curious, and Lao Cheng yelled: "Go on, why did the Marquis of Jingyang chop the boulder with a knife?"

The soldier scratched his forehead and said stupidly: "The villain doesn't know the reason, we only saw that Lord Hou seemed to be in a bad mood, he didn't talk to us at that time, just kept slashing hard with the treasured sword, and then threw the treasured sword at random. , order us to transport the stones here."

He glanced at everyone carefully, and said in a low voice, "When Lord Hou was chopping the stone, he used to cry a lot, and the little man faintly heard him say something, saying that you have the blood of your compatriots, I will erect a monument now, and I will They are all old men in the army, and they don't understand what the Lord Hou means..."

All the princes were stunned. Old Cheng suddenly pointed at the big stone and said solemnly, "Look, there are a lot of characters engraved on this stone. The marks of the knife are especially visible, and it is obviously not long before the new carving."

Li Ji's eyes flickered, and he suddenly sighed and said with emotion: "I know the reason, the Marquis of Jingyang is going to erect a monument for the Han slaves, a monument he made by himself!"

"Establish a monument? A monument to prisoners of war?" Lao Cheng and the others looked sluggish, looked back at the five mass graves that had just been buried, and felt an indescribable strangeness in their hearts.

Killed all killed, and even erected a monument, this doll's style of doing things is really hard to see.

Liu Hongji quietly poked Chai Shao with his hand. The guy was full of curiosity and asked with a big mouth: "King Qiao, when you killed Jiangzu before, did you set up a monument for others?"

Chai Shao pinched his nose subconsciously, and said angrily, "The old man was only worried about killing the prisoners at the time, and he had no intention of erecting monuments for the prisoners of war. Besides, it was a battlefield at that time, and we had to march every day to fight, so I didn't have time to play with it."

"It's not that you didn't stand!" Liu Hongji sneered and said, "You can't do things well, you don't have the atmosphere of the Marquis of Jingyang."

Chai Shao's face turned red, and he snorted coldly: "If you kill them all, what about erecting a monument? These Han slaves have no humanity, and they have all done evil things like beasts. If the old man says they should be killed, they don't deserve sympathy at all. …”

Lao Cheng and the others couldn't help but nod their heads, feeling that they agreed with Chai Shao.These princes all killed embryos, marched and fought all their lives, all hands were stained with blood, and human life was the same thing in their eyes.