Chapter 19 - Human Tragedy
The difference between a soldier and a common man is to him like water and oil.
No matter how mixed it is, he can tell it at a glance.
The displaced people in the open space are all paying attention to Yang Fengqing's every move, and they are all nervous when they see this situation.
In their slowly constricting pupils, Yang Fengqing pulled his bow with an arrow.
"Don't move, I know who is the Cangfeng thief and who is the Guangwu people. If I kill the wrong person, I will kill myself afterwards to apologize. β
No one below dared to speak, and it would be too unjust to be shot as a Cangfeng thief.
As for what Yang Fengqing said about killing the wrong person and committing suicide, they are not three-year-old children.
The arrow that was originally aimed at the sky was pulled down.
Biuββ
Poof-
There was a scream of terror below.
"Ahh
"Help!"
"Woo-"
"Don't scream! Don't move! I said I can tell the wind thief! If anyone dares to move again, everyone who hasn't gone out will die! I don't have time to waste it with you!"
The homeless people were quiet again.
Yang Fengqing's speed of pulling the bow with an arrow has increased a little compared to before.
Whether it was because he believed that Yang Fengqing could see that they were not Cangfeng thieves, or because people had to bow their heads under the eaves, a strange scene appeared.
Yang Fengqing set up a bow and shot arrows on it, shooting some people in the crowd.
Around the person who was shot, the displaced people acted as if they didn't see it.
Under the high pressure of Yang Fengqing, Luo Daguang and others, when there were still tens of thousands of displaced people left in the vacant land, there was finally a wave.
The hundreds of Cangfeng thieves who had finally gathered together took out a dagger from their bodies at the same time and rushed around.
"You Guangwu pigs, live your last days!
The homeless people scattered screaming, chaos was inevitable.
"Help!"
"Please, General, save me!"
"I'm not a wind thief, let me out. β
The outcasts, who were too close to the Wind Thief and had no chance to escape, let out a final roar.
"Damn the Wind Thief, I'll fight with you!"
For the bloody rain and tragic scene below, Yang Fengqing didn't seem to see it at all.
Five bows and arrows were fired almost in no particular order at the displaced people who were trying to flee from all sides, and the displaced people in the clearing shook their bodies and froze in various strange postures.
Looking at Yang Fengqing's pupils, hatred and pleading were deeply entangled.
"Generalβ"
"All go out through the exit, and those who dare to attack the soldiers will be killed!"
The crowd quickly gathered at the exit, and no one dared to attack the soldiers again.
In the area where he had already been brought together by the Wind Thieves and the vicinity, human tragedies were being staged.
A man spreads his arms, and several Wind Thieves frantically swing daggers at his back. But his feet were rooted in the earth, and he did not move.
It was only from his painfully distorted face that it was clear that he was suffering from severe pain at this time.
"Take the child out quickly!
With each word, his body leaned forward a little.
In front of him, a woman held her infant in her arms and tugged at the tattered sleeve of his shirt with one hand.
Let him push and shake, and he didn't leave half a step.
"Woo woo - if there is no husband, the concubine would have died on the way to come, how could the concubine leave alone. If he should die today, the concubine and the pear should also follow her husband. β
"You..."
"Give me all the death!"
Puff puff β
The dagger pierced the man's chest, and the weak woman did not break her promise, and without the help of the wind thief, she slammed into the dagger herself.
There are many similar pictures, at this moment, there is no difference between high and low, gender, age, only choice.
At the end of their lives, some people burst out with the last courage for family affection and love.
Some, as always, chose to escape.
There is no wrong and right, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, human instinct.
Yang Fengqing saw everything below, but he had no other way to deal with it.
At this time, the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Binzhou City were in his hands, and he couldn't make any mistakes, even if it was possible!
The coldness in his eyes became thicker, his arms shook rapidly, and the fatal arrows were almost one after another.
After the displaced people fled, there were only more than 100 Cangfeng bandits and thousands of corpses left in the clearing.
Outside the clearing, many people looked at a certain corpse inside and wept bitterly.
"Woo-Father!"
"Husband, woo-woo-the general will definitely avenge you!"
"General, please catch them and let us cut them alive with our own hands!"
The Cangfeng thief below knew that there was nowhere to escape, and roared and rushed towards Yang Fengqing's location.
"Kill! General Shen Zhifu will avenge us!"
Yang Fengqing's right hand was raised, and hundreds of archers drew their bows one after another.
"Put!"
biubiuββ
"Ahhh
After a stick of incense, there were only dozens of miserable hums left in the clearing.
"Take them away, don't let them all die! β
"Yes!"
Turning his head to look at the homeless, the homeless people knelt down one after another.
"Woo woo - General Xie avenged my husband. β
"General Xie's grace not to kill. β
In the face of the gratitude of the homeless, Yang Fengqing's gloomy face did not disappear.
"If I don't kill you, it's because you should be alive now!"
The grateful-faced homeless man breathed for a long time.
"Daguang, you take them to the north of the city. Arrange their accommodation and range of activities, and I'll have food delivered to you. If anyone leaves the permitted range of activity without permission, kill!"
"Yes!"
"By the way, if you know who is fornicating with the Wind Thief, you can tell him secretly. I will arrange another place for you to live separately and reward you with ten catties of rice!"
The atmosphere in the homeless people has become eerie, and everyone's eyes are scrutinizing and vigilant.
Yang Fengqing didn't care what they thought, so he asked Zhang Qishen and them to guard the city gate, and then went back to the city lord's mansion.
In front of the gate of the grain depot, I happened to meet Xia Bing'er.
The pen in her hand fell, and she picked it up just as she was about to touch the paper.
Hearing the footsteps that had long been remembered in the softest part of the heart, the tangled expression dissipated in an instant, and he quickly turned around.
"You're back. β
Seeing her clever smile, the little depression caused by those things outside instantly turned into ashes, and Yang Fengqing showed a smile from the heart.
"Well, what's wrong?
When it came to business, Xia Bing'er's little face was drowned out by the look of bitterness.
"Soon after entering the city, you told me that you were going to stay here for seven days. So the food I have stored can only feed us for ten days. β
"Although I ate horse meat yesterday, I consumed more food than the day before. Now tens of thousands of mouths have been added, and the remaining food can only last for three days at most. β
"You don't have to worry about food, someone will bring it to us. β
Xia Bing'er was slightly stunned, and her tone was full of doubts.
"Who? Now in the whole of Liaodong, except for the wind and thieves, where are there any... Huh, the food of the Wind Thieves?"