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Volume 2: The Rebellion of Seven Kings Chapter 56: Giving Up

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    The appearance of the Yulin guards quickly took control of the situation. They might have crossbows in their hands.  ¡ê¡Ø Or holding bows and arrows, shooting crazily at Dongou soldiers.  After suffering losses several times in a row, Wei Qing learned well.  This time he sent a team of Yulin to follow the scouts, as long as someone attacked the team of scouts.  Then Yu Lin will come out to support him. Yu Lin, who has been trained by the Yun family, is naturally much stronger than those scouts.  Wei Qing was very satisfied with the result of the battle, as only one person on his side died.  The opponent's six-man team was all wiped out. It seems that this tactic is worth promoting.  Secret battles in the jungle are very important, as they will put enough pressure on the opposing generals.  Ou Zhenming couldn't sleep, and the scouts disappeared one by one.  They disappeared into the dark green jungle like morning mist, leaving no bodies or injured.  Even some people who went to rescue did not come back, which made him a little worried.  No one expected that the battle would turn out like this.  The armies of both sides are more than twenty miles apart, but killings occur every day in this dark green forest.  No one knows how much unknown blood is hidden behind the dark green.  "General, another team did not come back today. The people sent to search only found some traces of fighting and blood, but the body was still not found." The captain reported to Ou Zhenming uneasily.  There have been reports like this almost every day for five days. How did the Han army manage to see no one alive but no dead body?  Did they kill someone and take the body away?  What did the Han army want with the corpse?  Deadly.  The captain didn¡¯t understand Daniel, and he didn¡¯t understand why every time he killed someone from Dongou, he had to take the body back to the camp and bury it.  The general was so kind that he even allowed them to bury them in their graves.  But the people of Dongou were never kind to the Han army, and they always cut off the heads after killing the scouts.  Then he abandoned the body and let the wild beasts in the jungle bite him.  As long as the Han army finds a headless corpse abandoned in the jungle, it must be the Han army.  "Let panic spread among the Dongou army. When they dare not send any more scouts to attack, that will be the day when our army takes the initiative on the battlefield." Wei Qing held the letter written by Yan Zhu in his hand.  Still urging Wei Qing to fight as soon as possible.  The court cannot always pretend to be deaf and mute, and the Dou family cannot always be kept in the dark.  Only by fighting here can we shirk all guilt.  The glorious excuse of defending Han territory is enough to cover up everything they have done.  To a certain extent, Yan Zhu is right, the only way is to fight.  Regardless of winning or losing, as long as there is a fight, you can use the power of expediency.  This is true for the court.  It is maximizing interests for Liu Che and even Wei Qing himself.  "Then who has thought about these soldiers, these soldiers of the Han Dynasty?  They were recruited by a recruitment order, should they be used as cannon fodder?  Fighting a battle regardless of victory or defeat?  Wei Qing has completely figured out the terrain of this valley, and he is so envious of Yun Xiao.  He had the most detailed map there, but he didn't have it and could only explore it bit by bit.  The only way to pass through the vast Taimu Mountain is this long canyon.  In other places, people may be able to pass through.  But it was difficult to ride a horse, let alone drive a carriage.  Without the carriage, there would be no supplies, and the horses would have no food to graze.  What will people eat if there is no food?  The abominable Dongou army was waiting at the mouth of the valley to wait for work.  Even if you want to rush out, let alone reach the sky, it will be even more difficult for you to find Marquis Yun.  "General, what did Doctor Yan say? Do you want to urge the general to go to war again?" The lieutenant of the Chinese Army looked at Wei Qing's unkind expression and asked tentatively.  Wei Qing lowered his head and said nothing, but the lieutenant immediately understood.  "How can the imperial court do this? Is the life of the soldiers not life? We all have wives and children, and who will support them if they die. Are the lives of Qiu Ba and others so worthless?" "Silence!" Wei Qing glanced at the military tent.  Outside, luckily the guards were all Yulin guards.  If such remarks spread.  Afraid of an imminent mutiny.  "These people are waiting to pave their official career road with human blood. They don't care about human life. Even if the road is paved with bones, they won't care. One general will become famous and thousands of bones will wither. The general's honor is piled up with his life.  The future of politicians, hehe" Wei Qing sneered, he really didn't want to comment too much on these politicians.  "What does the general want to do?" "The war can't be fought like this. What do you think I want with these corpses? How many corpses have we collected in total if it wasn't to deal with Yan Zhu." "There are sixty or seventy in total.  "It's still too little," Wei Qing said helplessly. "The lieutenant didn't know what he meant by it."  He looked helpless.  How many people can the scouts send out? There are only a dozen or so people in two teams per day.  It took a lot of effort to kill these people, so why not?  Are there any villages or farmers in Dongou nearby?  Wei Qing thought of somethingThe thought of forbearance was just thinking of what Yun Xiao did on the grassland.  Still he made up his mind to ask.  "Yes, there is. This is the territory of Dong'ou. Naturally, there are many villages and villages in Dong'ou. Why does the general ask this?" "Tomorrow, you will take people from village to village to search for strong men. All of them must be over fifteen years old and under forty years old.  Pull back as many men as you want, and kill them on the spot if they resist." Seeing the ruthless look on Wei Qing's face, the military commander "Nuo" couldn't help but feel a little worried.  After giving a salute and retreating, he didn't understand what Wei Qing was going to do.  But since Wei Qing said it, he would just execute the order himself.  Large groups of troops began to ravage the countryside, carrying out the general's levy orders.  Although this is no longer Han territory, if the general says it will be conscripted, then it will be conscripted.  "Master Jun, my child is only fourteen this year and can't do heavy work. Just let him go. Little old man" An old man with a gray beard was about to kneel down.  "The general ordered that everyone under forty and over fifteen years old must become a military servant. Your child was born tall and strong, and you still said he was fourteen years old. Who are you coaxing? Someone will take him away. Anyone who dares to stop him  "Behead." The captain, riding a horse with a golden sword, said with his nostrils glaring at the old man on the ground.  "Master, all the neighbors can testify. You can't Oh!" A snake-like whip struck the old man in the face.  Blood flowed out from between the fingers.  "Old man, I'll arrest you even if you don't care about your age. The five or six people who are still here are all from Dongou. If you fuck like this, the whole village will be full of people who are either seventy or eighty years old, or they are still young.  "The captain kept beating him with a whip, and suddenly a young boy who looked like a calf rushed up.  "Beat me, grandpa, I'll fight you!" Shang Xian held a hatchet in his immature hand and rushed toward the captain fiercely.  "Poof" before he could get close, a spear pierced his chest.  Then a large knife was slashed along the neck, and a bright fountain of blood was blown away in the cold winter wind.  It was still steaming when it fell to the ground.  "Gouzi, gouzi" The old man leaned down and picked up his grandson's head, which was still chewing mud on the ground. Tears were already pouring down his wrinkled old face.  "Kill them all and make them look like babies to the stubborn resisters." The school captain gave the order, and a fountain of blood surged on the ground again.  The old man still held his grandson's head until he died, but his own head had already flown far away.  Scenes of tragic scenes were repeated in nearby villages, and men were kidnapped in every family.  Strange to say, just start raising the butcher knife.  Often they couldn't stop, and the captains found that military discipline was getting worse and worse.  At first it was just murder, but later it turned into robbery.  Every time a young man was captured, the Han soldiers would take the opportunity to plunder him.  It wasn't until the rape of women started to happen that Wei Qing felt the need to stop it.  Otherwise, these people will become gangsters, and it will be even more difficult to control them in the future.  There were more and more strong men in the military camp, and finally there were as many as two thousand people.  The captured people were surprised to find that there was little work to do every day.  In addition to being escorted by the soldiers to chop firewood, they also dug holes next to the military camp.  The pit is very deep, two or three feet deep.  Coupled with the dug soil, it was so piled up that the old master had to yell when talking to the people below.  You need to use a ladder to get up and down. There are twenty or thirty such pits.  They don¡¯t understand why the Han people dug so many big pits?  They soon figured it out, in a cruel way.  "What? General, do you really want to" The lieutenant's eyes widened, even though he had captured strong men and killed some people earlier.  However, he didn't kill a hundred people in total, but Wei Qing's order made him really scared.  Two thousand people, kill them all.  The bodies were thrown into the pit and buried, leaving only the heads.  "The Chinese doctor wrote again to urge us. We can't delay it any longer. Otherwise there will be trouble on your majesty's side. Instead of using the blood of the Han people, it is better to use their blood. Anyway, if you don't kill them, you will kill your own brother. You choose one!"  ¡± Wei Qing lightly threw the question to the lieutenant of the Central Military Academy.  "Thishey" The lieutenant's face turned red. Killing a few people in the rebellious army was nothing.  But this is not just a few people, this is more than two thousand people.  The living life that was in front of you just now will turn into corpses with their heads separated in the blink of an eye.  The lieutenant of the Central Military Academy surrendered, between himself and the Dongou people.  He had no choice but to choose Dongou people. The general was right.  This blood must be shed, and it does not belong to Dongou people.  It belongs to one's own people.  The Dongou people were taken away from the camp in batches. Within a few days, these people had become as tame as sheep.  They were just like following the leader of a flock of sheep towards the big holes they had dug themselves.  A hundred men all knelt on the ground, and a cold light suddenly appeared.  Heads flew off one after another, and a stream of blood immediately poured out.  The clicking sound of the blade cutting through bones made one's scalp numb.  The corpse was thrown into the pit, and the heads were neatly placed on the ground.??.  Seeing the Han army killing people, the bound Dongou men were like frightened lambs.  They squeezed together desperately, as if they would be safe if they squeezed together.  Everyone who was pulled out by the Han army tried their best to shrink back, as the clicking sounds continued.  Their nerves gradually become numb and they no longer fear.  No longer afraid, but with a sense of relief and solemnity.  The dull eyes and mechanical pace completely fit the description of The Walking Dead.  Before they were killed, their hearts were already dead!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. 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