Five Hundred: Attack Fengyi County (8)

Meng Hun sneered, "Whether it's the Southern Barbarians from Northern Xinjiang or Dong Qing, they are all the same people. It's not surprising that they do the same dirty things."

Li Yun was silent after hearing this, and did not dare to respond to Meng Hun's words.

Even during the troubled times of the Sixteen Kingdoms, the people in the hinterland of the Central Plains had an innate sense of superiority. This sense of superiority reached its peak when the Great Xia ended the troubled times and unified the world, allowing all the nations to come to court. How can the people of Tian,,/Chaoshang be compared with the barbarians?

If Meng Hun's words were heard by those old scholars and Confucian scholars, he would definitely be criticized by thousands of people and reviled by thousands of people.

In the eyes of the common people, the barbarians are barbarians, barbarians who drink raw materials, drink blood, have poor IQ, and have cruel methods. The people of the Five Kingdoms of the Central Plains are polite and intelligent upper-class people, whether they are Dongqing, Nansheng, Zhongzhao, or Bei Yuan or Xichang, which one looks down upon the barbarians?

Meng Hun said that people are the same, and the people of the Central Plains can also do the bloody methods of the barbarians, but they just don't admit it.

Such remarks were truly deviant. Li Yun subconsciously wanted to refute, but the bloody reality underneath made him unable to speak.

All the tangles and discomforts in my heart finally turned into a sigh.

According to Li Yun's IQ, he couldn't understand whether it was these troubled people who created the troubled times, or whether the troubled times drove the troubled people crazy.

"Why are you sighing? It's really unlucky." Meng Hun had a tigerish expression on his face and stared at the Tsing Yi army food transport teams who were preparing to rest in place. He whispered a lesson, "As a general, you should not show joy or anger. , let alone let the war situation affect your mood..."

For the captain of the Pioneer Battalion, he must maintain a calm mind and clear thinking at all times, and cannot make any mistakes.

The soldiers of the vanguard battalion accounted for half of the elite of the entire army. If the battle failed, not only the morale would drop sharply, but the combat effectiveness would also be greatly reduced.

As the commander of the vanguard battalion, the captain must play the role of backbone at all times. Even if the situation is not good, he cannot easily show dejection or sigh, which affects morale, even if Li Yun does not mean this...

Li Yun smiled innocently, showing the silly and sweet temperament that Meng Hun was familiar with, but he quickly realized something and tightened his face.

On the other side, the Tsing Yi Army's food transport team had found a shady place to rest.

The weather is still very cold today, but traveling across mountains and rivers to transport food consumes a lot of energy and makes the cooks sweat profusely. However, the Tsing Yi troops who "supervise" are lightly dressed and breathe harder than the cooks carrying food on carts. sharp.

One of them sat down on the baggage cart, waving the hem of his clothes to fan the wind, his slightly swollen face looking a bit mean.

"It's really unlucky for you. If these little girls hadn't walked so slowly, we would have arrived a long time ago. We are eating delicious food and drinking spicy food. There is no need to waste time in this wilderness..." There was a thick layer of phlegm in his throat, and he sighed. He spit directly into the face of the nearest woman. Seeing her scream in panic, she felt much better, "I really don't understand these little bitches. My descendants have all eaten them, and they still need a mouthful of phlegm..."

The other man leaned against the baggage cart, hit the hanging head with his waist, pulled the head off with a sigh and threw it far away.

"Don't play too much. These little bitches are meant to be shared with your brothers. Let your boy enjoy them in advance on the road, but don't play them too badly. If you eat meat, you should also let others drink it. Have some soup." He glanced at the hundreds of women who were gathered together, with their heads lowered and shivering. He smiled and thought about something, "A woman's body is soft and the taste is good..."

Troubled times also have their benefits. If the world were peaceful, how could we have the comfortable life we ​​have today?

They have worked hard all their lives to be just mountain men working in the fields. They want to have a taste of women, but they don't know how long it will take.

There are few women, and it is impossible to marry women in some remote villages. It is common for several brothers to raise money and work together to buy a common wife.

There were about a thousand people in green clothes guarding the grain team, and pairs of eyes lingered on the women.

During these days, we have been working hard to transport food. Women are around us but we cannot touch them. Only a few high-status people can drag one of them to the bushes to deal with it.

Many people could no longer bear it anymore, but no one dared to act rashly due to the authority of the superior.

"Look at how hopeless you are. After you go back, all the brothers will have a share. Come one by one. Don't be in a hurry - hahaha -"

The women seemed to have been tortured to the point of numbness. Except for a few who showed resentful eyes, the others all had dull faces.

Can you not be numb?

Their village home was destroyed, and their father and brother died tragically before their eyes.

Not only were they physically hit, but their spirits were also on the verge of collapse.

If this is just an appetizer, the things that happen on the road every day are like dull knives cutting into their fragile nerves.

If these beasts feel like eating meat, they are the best and freshest meat. They can watch helplessly as the people who were still alive are chopped up, washed, cut up and thrown into the pot for cooking. There are even a few stubborn ones. How does it feel to be cooked alive?

[…or he may sit between two vats and use fire; he may burn his hands and feet on an iron frame; or he may tie his hands and feet and pour them with boiling soup first…

[Human flesh is called "thinking meat", because eating it makes people think.

Those who have the courage will bite their tongues and commit suicide, while those who lack the courage can only suffer.

They were terrified, fearing that they would be the next victims.

In comparison, the humiliation every night is nothing.

He wanted to escape, but he had no shoes, the surrounding terrain was full of gravel, and his hands were tied to the same hemp rope, making it impossible for a person to escape.

Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to Ancheng County, everyone was filled with despair, and some even felt relieved.

It would be better if they died like this.

I guess hell is not that hard to endure.

Some of the vanguard camps were hiding in secret places, and the improved crossbows had already been strung, with the crosshairs aimed at the heads of the Qingyi Army.

"Boss - why do I feel that the weather is chilly today -" Someone felt a little uncomfortable.

Someone else said, "Look at these heads, who doesn't feel cold, cowards."

There was a burst of laughter around.

Before joining the Qingyi Army, many of them were diligent farmers, but after tasting the taste of presumption, they could no longer return to their original state, nor could they find that kind of "simplicity", and they mocked their cowardly accomplices wantonly and laughed non-stop.

"Okay, you've rested enough, all get up, deliver this batch of food to the city, and then enjoy the beauty together -"

Before the leader finished speaking, a bright and dazzling blood flower suddenly splashed between his eyebrows, and an arrow was exposed.

Many soldiers in blue clothes were about to bend down to stand up or pick up the weapons placed aside, and their nerves were at their most relaxed.

A wave of sneak attacks, scattered two or three hundred soldiers in blue clothes.

Fortunately, Meng Hun and his team went around to the rear of the blue clothes army, otherwise their tracks would have been discovered by the enemy.

"Enemy attack--"

"There are enemies--"

After a wave of attacks, corpses fell to the ground, and these soldiers in blue clothes barely reacted.

The crowd was completely in chaos.

At this time, more than a thousand people rushed out of the dense forest and grass that were originally empty, and Li Yun was the leader.

A silver spear was about to be used, but before rushing in, he found that his target had been stabbed in the head.

Li Yun: "..."

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