Outside the small county town, tens of thousands of refugees and thieves clamored, waving the sticks in their hands vigorously: "Come on! Let grandpa teach you!" "Come here and hack you to death!" "Little bastards like you, I don't know How many have been killed!" "We have tens of thousands of people, and we are still afraid of you?" "Every mouthful of phlegm will drown you!"
? The clamor was loud and lively, and tens of thousands of refugees danced and spittled. They were more enthusiastic than Chinese New Year, but the territory they occupied was getting smaller and smaller.
"Big brother, what are you doing here? Cut those officers and soldiers from above!" Some refugees were very dissatisfied with a refugee who kept shouting and provoking the guards, but pushed back hard. There was no place to stand. Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze.
"You have the guts, go for it." The accused person didn't care, and continued to squeeze hard towards the center.
"Brothers, line up and cut down those cavalry guards!" Pei Changcai shouted loudly, and many people echoed loudly, but let alone stand up to line up, there were no one standing in front, everyone squeezed back.
"What are you afraid of? We have many people, we have knives in our hands, and we have killed people. Hundreds of thousands of Luoyang people have been killed by us. Are you afraid of these thousands of people?" Shi Zihe shouted angrily, not understanding why the same group The man was extremely brave when he entered Luoyang, but now he is as cowardly as a mouse.
A group of refugees let Pei Changcai and Shi Zihe scold and urge them indifferently, refusing to stand at the front to line up after beating them to death.
"Officers and soldiers, very powerful." Some refugees shook their heads. Everyone knew that officers and soldiers were not easy to mess with. With the firewood sticks in their hands, how could they defeat them.
"That's right, the officers and soldiers are very powerful." Another refugee was terrified. When the officers and soldiers suppressed bandits, they didn't fight more with less, but one beat ten of them.
"We have many people, don't be afraid!" Someone hid in the middle of the crowd and shouted loudly. The people around said coldly: "You go up first!" The man scolded: "If you tell you to go up, you go up, you coward!"
Tens of thousands of refugees know it well, isn't it just more than 2,000 officers and soldiers, how can the tens of thousands of refugees not beat them? However, I am afraid that four or five thousand refugees will die at the hands of officers and soldiers, so why should they become one of the four or five thousand cannon fodder?
"Four or five thousand?" Some people despise it, those are the cavalry of Xiao cavalry guards! That war horse alone is enough to kick and trample three or five people to death, and if you count the guards who are armed to the teeth, ten or twenty thousand refugees will not die.
"I'm hiding in the middle, counting 20,000 people, why can't I count Laozi!" Some people laughed, but fortunately they reacted quickly, otherwise they would definitely die here.
"I have just been a rich man for a few months. I have hundreds of taels of silver and a lot of silk and satin. How can I die here? My happy life has just begun." Just realized, how can you die.
"I just robbed two wives, and I haven't had enough fun yet." Some refugees shouted.
"I have three big tile-roofed houses in Luoyang, I can't die!" Some refugees shouted.
Some people squeezed desperately into the crowd, but were pushed out forcefully by others. Several people in the middle drew out their knives, and whoever dared to squeeze into the crowd, they chopped off. People who want to squeeze in also draw their swords, and who is willing to back down at the critical moment of life and death.
Pei Changcai and Shi Zihe's faces were ashen, watching many refugee leaders who were drinking and eating meat in Situ's mansion, with the help of guards, squeezed desperately into the crowd, not intending a bloody battle at all.
"Why, why?" Pei Changcai murmured, where did those brave refugees who were not afraid of death, dared to risk their lives, and dared to rush towards the guard cavalry with bare hands go? He looked at a certain man in the crowd. The man was desperately trying to squeeze into the crowd, but he couldn't squeeze in no matter what. He was struggling with other people. Pei Changcai knew him, and it was this man who, naked to the waist and holding a broken hatchet, rushed to the front line of the siege of Situ's Mansion when the city of Luoyang was being burned. But now, he has become a coward who dare not fight.
"Why" Pei Changcai didn't understand, and those refugees who were desperately squeezing around didn't understand where all the previous courage had gone.
Hu Xueting looked at the tens of thousands of refugees huddled together, and sneered: "This is the most honest, pitiful, cruel, and cowardly refugee."
The courage of refugees actually comes from hopelessness and hatred for the future.
Will starve to death on the street at any time, be eaten by wild dogs, and be eaten by other refugees. Every day, I think about whether I will die tomorrow. Who cares about life? It¡¯s okay for officers and soldiers to have knives, and it¡¯s okay for officers and soldiers to have horses. Sooner or later, they will die. If you fight, you will fight, if you kill, you will kill. If you die, you should hurry up. Who would be afraid of death? And those Luoyang people, why do you have food to eat, houses to live in, and beautiful clothes to wear, but I want to starve to death? Die together!
Hatred of the world, despair of the future,?? kowtow.
Hu Xueting looked at them with a smile: "Of course you want to atone."
Outside the refugee group, the Danyang cavalry continued to pile up firewood around them.
Li Jing brought a hundred people and stood beside the Xiaoqi guards, listening to the cries of more than ten thousand refugees, he felt chills all over his body.
"They want to" The county magistrate beside Li Jing trembled all over, almost unable to stand. Li Jing nodded slowly, the county magistrate's foot went limp, but fortunately Li Jing supported him.
"Cry a few times, kneel down and kowtow a few times, even if you have repented and reformed? You are pitiful, so you don't need to take responsibility? You are pitiful, and you have a gold medal to avoid death from murder and arson? I don't believe it!" Hu Xueting kept smiling. , "The lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Luoyang City must be paid for with your lives!"
"Light it up!" Hu Xueting ordered.
The flames soared into the sky, and more than ten thousand refugees cried and shouted, trying to rush out, but were either killed by swords or approached the fire.
"When you go to hell, I will settle accounts with you!" Hu Xueting smiled.
In the flames, the last ten thousand refugees were reduced to ashes.
"Cool official! Devil!" The county magistrate and Li Jing's faces were pale, and they couldn't think of words to describe Hu Xueting and Yang Xuan's inhumanity. Li Jing looked at Yang Xuangan's bright smile, and the heart that originally wanted to rely on Yang Xuangan disappeared immediately.
"Xuangan has fallen into the devil's way." Li Jing sighed, his uncle Han Qinhu was a famous general, and he was very familiar with Yang Shu. The impression of Yang Xuan, who was smart at one moment and stupid at another, but with a benevolent sense, is gone.
"Take care." Li Jing said in his heart, he was going to seek refuge with Emperor Yang Xuan. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com