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    Changfengfeilang~23:08:21 After Qin Qiong finished speaking, everyone fell silent again.  The Tang army retreated for more than 60 miles at once, which seemed to be a great defeat. In fact, due to the characteristics of Tubo Mountains, large areas, small population and few cities, especially in the Luoche City area, many places were bare and there were no natural dangers.  There is no checkpoint. There is not much difference between advancing sixty miles and retreating sixty miles. The Tang Dynasty is fully prepared. Even the infantry is equipped with horses. This distance can be ignored. The biggest problem now is how to treat those who serve as cannon fodder.  People of the Tang Dynasty.  Because the army did not protect them well, they were captured and tortured in this bitter cold place. I already felt guilty, but now I am attacking them. How can I bear it?  Especially those women who were humiliated and turned into human beings. Their faces with tears in fear, their naked bodies, and the shocking scars were like pieces of blood that pressed on the hearts of the generals.  The big stone makes everyone breathless. You can deal with the enemy without any scruples, but can you attack the people of the Tang Dynasty?  Everyone present knew the solution, but no one spoke up, because it couldn't be done. Cherishing feathers was one reason, and human morality was another factor.  Seeing that everyone was silent, Hou Junji had no choice but to break the deadlock with a deep voice: "If you have any ideas, you can tell us. We have crossed thousands of rivers and mountains, and now we are just one step away. We can't give up all our efforts." Old Demon King Cheng suddenly said  He punched the table with a heavy fist and gritted his teeth and said: "How about we old brothers share the blessings and the hardships and issue orders together. Even if the emperor blames him, we will bear it together. If there is any infamy, we will  Let¡¯s memorize it together. We can¡¯t fail to take one step out, and all our efforts will be wasted in the end.¡± ¡°Old Cheng is right,¡± Qin Qiong said with a straight face: ¡°The lives of those common people are the lives of our soldiers.  Isn¡¯t it life? There are only three to five thousand people, but in order to avoid them, we have suffered tens of thousands of casualties. In total, we have lost a lot." Li Jing narrowed his eyes and said: "How dare these ordinary people.  Pointing weapons at the king's army is simply a rebellion. We say they are traitors and have taken refuge in Tibet. To kill them is to eliminate harm for the country. If we say it, others will not be able to refute it." "You are worthy of being the God of War, so fast.  I thought of a way to crack it, this way.  Not only are there no faults and no reputation, but they can also be turned into military exploits, turning corruption into magic, killing two birds with one stone.  Normally, everyone would have clapped and applauded early in the morning, but Li Jing's words fell silent.  Everyone fell silent again.  On the battlefield, although the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, there is a difference. Winning by strength is the royal way; relying on false accusations to succeed is a small way, a crooked way, and cannot save people.  It is not the behavior of a gentleman or a famous general to throw dirty water on others.  Several people were staring at Hou Junji. He was the commander-in-chief, so naturally he was the one who made the decision. Being the commander-in-chief was just like that. He would take the lead if he had merit.  Even if someone takes the blame, he will bear a large share of the blame.  Hou Junji also hesitated. In fact, he had already thought of these two methods, but he just didn't want to say them out.  Whatever happens, let¡¯s share it together. Now that I see everyone looking at me, I feel like heaven and man are at war for a moment. One moment I think this method is good, and the next moment I think another method is wonderful. I haven¡¯t made up my mind yet, so I¡¯m waiting for you.  When the gathering was at its most tangled, Niu Jinda, who had been silent until now, spoke up: "General, I would like to be the vanguard to capture Luoche City. Please ask the general for your approval." Old Demon King Cheng was shocked when he heard this and turned around and shouted: "Old Niu  , you" "Obviously, in order to destroy Songtsan Gampo's conspiracy, Niu Jinda came out to bear the infamy, sacrificed himself, and helped everyone present.  Hou Junji was also shocked. Although he was relieved and congratulated that someone was willing to stand up, his face remained calm and he said anxiously: "General Niu, what's the matter? Let's discuss it slowly and advance and retreat together." Niu Jinda  He shook his head and said: "There is nothing to discuss. You guys are all successful and famous people. I am an old cow. If you are high or low, that will be the case in this life. Such a trivial matter will stain several generals. It's not worth it.  Of course, I, Lao Niu, suffered several serious injuries when I was young. Now my body is broken and I am about to retire. These brothers all have bright futures, so there is no need to wade through this muddy water. As for the rebellion, forget it. Paper cannot contain the fire.  How can I stop Youyou's mouth?" Old Demon King Cheng frowned and said, "Old Niu, you are so wronged." "Haha, maybe this is your credit." Niu Jinda said mockingly, and continued: "If so.  The emperor is blaming me, but some brothers still want to help me plead for mercy." "General Niu, have you really decided to do this?" Hou Junji confirmed it one more time.  "Okay, that's it. Brothers, don't try to persuade me, and don't argue with me. Let's discuss the arrangements for tomorrow's war."    In Luoche City, behind the thick city gate, the common people of the Tang Dynasty in ragged clothes sat helplessly on the ground. Men and women were crowded together like this. Although the sun was shining, they did not dare to move because  There were Tibetan soldiers with weapons watching eagerly all around.  Shen Jincai was sitting among the crowd, looking at the Tibetan soldiers with a ferocious smile on his side, and then at his lower body, which was only covered by a piece of rag, and couldn't help but feel gloomy in his heart.  Three years ago, I was a well-known good boy in the village. I had studied for several years and practiced martial arts with the elders in my family. I was good-looking and had more than ten acres of good farmland at home. I don¡¯t know how many girls had abandoned me.  Fascinating, as expected, he married a wife and had children, men farmed and women weaved, and lived a harmonious and beautiful life. However, when he went out to visit friends, he was kidnapped by the Tubo people and was kept as a slave for only three years. A strong young man tortured him to death.  Not like humans, not like ghosts.  Now, he is being sent as cannon fodder again.  Yesterday, he ran quite fast, and Tang Jun did not raise his butcher knife. This morning, I heard that Tang Jun left and came back. Today, he will be cannon fodder again. I only hope his luck is as good as yesterday.  While he was thinking about it, he saw a group of Tibetan soldiers carrying buckets of things. From a distance, he smelled an alluring aroma of meat. Shen Jincai couldn't help but take a few deep breaths. He no longer remembered it.  When did you eat meat for the first time? How did these people come here? Didn't they give meat to slaves like themselves?  "Head of a hundred households, why do we give meat to these slaves? You must know that under the current control, we have a daily limit. It is too wasteful." A Tibetan soldier couldn't help but said.  The head of a hundred households sneered: "The Tang army will attack soon. If these two-legged sheep are not fed well, their legs will be weak by then. How will they attack the Tang camp? You go?" "No, no, no  "Those fire guns are so powerful. I don't even know how they died." "These two sheep are really useful. We defeated the Tang army yesterday. It was worth giving them some meat."  Some said with contempt: "These people are really boneless cowards. If it were our Tubo warriors, they would have fought long ago." "Hey. It would be better not to fight. Otherwise, where would there be such slaves to use and so many beauties to play with?  Wanton, it¡¯s a pity that these women have become disabled and are disgusting to look at now. ¡°It would be better to use these slaves as a threat to ask Datang to send more beautiful women for us to enjoy.¡± ¡°Haha.  " Shen Jincai clenched his fists and gritted his teeth tightly, but he held on tightly. Living on the border between Tang Dynasty and Tubo, he originally knew some simple Tubo dialect.  Three years.  He had mastered the Tubo language early in the morning, and he could clearly hear the discussion between the two Tubo soldiers. Especially when they talked about the two-legged sheep, he became even more furious. He knew that the saying of the two-legged sheep was that it appeared during the Wuhu Luanhua period.  of.  When those barbarians did not have military rations, they captured the common people to accompany the army. They treated people like animals and killed people for meat to satisfy their hunger.  Inhumane, two-legged sheep, that is the greatest pain in the hearts of Chinese people.  What does it mean to regard the people of Tang Dynasty here as two-legged sheep now?  "Ouch!" Just as Shen Jincai was angry, a Tibetan soldier staggered, and then became furious and punched and kicked an old man about fifty years old. While beating him, he cursed: "Damn you slave, your feet!"  Where to put it? I'll kick you to death." It turned out that the soldier was so excited that he didn't notice a foot in front of him and tripped. So the soldier put all the blame on the old man.  The man who punched and kicked him unceremoniously and ignored his beatings was an old man over fifty years old.  This old man Shen Jincai knew was a merchant named Chen. He was kidnapped and had been here longer than himself. It had been five years. He used to be a potbellied man, but now he has become a skinny and dying old man.  "Okay, Lulumu, hurry up and get down to business. Don't beat people to death. If there are fewer people, it won't be effective. Didn't you listen to what Master Zanpu said? You can't just kill these cheap slaves." Then  The head of the household said a little impatiently.  "Yes, yes, the head of a hundred households." The soldier responded. He kicked Old Chen's head again as if he was resentful, and muttered good luck to you before continuing to move forward.  "Old Chentou, Old Chentou, are you okay?" As soon as the two Tubo soldiers left, Shen Jincai quickly helped Old Chentou up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and calling in a low voice.  "Coughcough" Old Chen coughed twice, and then said with a wry smile: "I still have a breath for now, but I can't die. I want him to beat my bones to death, and it will be over." Shen Jincai hurriedly persuaded: "  Old Chentou, don¡¯t keep thinking about death. The emperor has sent people to rescue us. Don¡¯t worry, we will definitely be able to go home by then. Don¡¯t keep saying that death is unlucky.¡±; "Go home?" There was a trace of heat in Old Chen's eyes, but he soon became dim again. He shook his head and said, "The Tubo people used us to kill the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. Watching the soldiers fall one by one,  I, Old Chen, really feel bad. We are all sinners of the Tang Dynasty. Strictly speaking, we are traitors. Even if the emperor has a large number of them, he doesn¡¯t care. But look, we have the marks of slaves tattooed on our faces and bodies, and we were tortured to the point of being tortured.  People are not like humans, and ghosts are not like ghosts. Even if I go back, I will not be able to see my fellow villagers and embarrass my family. It is better to die here and be done with it, and not have to be looked down upon by others. " After a pause, Lao Chentou shook his head and said.  : "Actually, we can now say that the walking dead are not individuals anymore." The walking dead?  Lao Chentou didn't expect that every time he said something, the light in Shen Jincai's eyes would fade a little. When he talked about the walking dead, his eyes were no longer bright, and his hands kept rubbing each other hard, making it look like  Very confused At this time, the Tubo soldiers put down the meat and said loudly: "We, Zampu, take pity on you and give meat to you untouchables. Each person is only allowed to take one piece. Remember to run faster for a while. The slower ones will  , kill without mercy, okay, hurry up and eat." After saying that, someone shouted again in Tang Dynasty dialect.  As soon as the voice fell, the hungry people of the Tang Dynasty, who had not smelled the smell of meat for an unknown period of time, rushed forward. Regardless of how hot it was, they picked up a piece and gnawed it to death. The old man Chen who was dying just now did not move slowly.  After a while, he snatched the meat back, gave Shen Jincai a piece, stuffed it into his hand and said: "Brother, eat it, even if you die, don't be a starving ghost. If you become a starving ghost, you won't be able to survive in the next life."  You have found a good family.¡± Shen Jincai was stunned for a moment, then he quickly regained his composure, picked up the piece of meat, and started biting it hard
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