A large area of black pressure in front of them was full of Zhao soldiers who had lost their armor and abandoned their armor, they all looked yellow and thin, they hadn't eaten for a long time, and the blades around them had already been taken away by the Qin army, and they walked slowly and dejectedly. Outside them, a group of Qin soldiers followed behind Zhao Jun with Changge in their hands, their tired faces full of caution, staring at these prisoners of war with their whole bodies tense, as if as long as Zhao Jun made any strange moves, they would not hesitate to take their lives.

Behind those Qin soldiers, there was a burly general riding on a black horse, with a straight face, a beard like a god, and a heroic spirit was unmistakable. He pressed the long sword on his waist in his hand, looked at the large number of soldiers walking forward in front of him, hesitation flashed in his slender eyes, but he quickly frowned, and resolutely said to the lieutenant general riding a brown horse beside him: "In the past, the Qin army had been pulled out of the party, and the people of the party did not want to return to Qin and attached to Zhao. Zhao Shu ...... repeatedly, "Speaking of this, he looked at those Zhao Guo soldiers who looked tired, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, and then turned into a resolute light, word by word.

"If you don't kill everything, I'm afraid it will be chaos."

Zhang Longqian looked at the general, and then at the frowning lieutenant next to him, and guessed the identities of these two people.

General Bai Qi and Adjutant General Wang Di.

Bai Qi's sentence should be equivalent to an order to kill everything.

But looking back at Zhao Jun, who couldn't walk fast, that miserable appearance made Zhang Longqian a little unbelievable that Bai Qi could really do it.

Wang Di and Bai Qi discussed a few words in a low voice, and then left with a few people behind him, and soon, it seemed that some order was passed down, and the soldiers of the Qin State shouted and pulled out two hundred half-grown children who looked very immature from the prisoners of war, led them to Bai Qi's side, and continued to drive the remaining prisoners of war forward, until they came to a deep huge ravine before stopping.

Urging the horse to a place not far behind the Qin soldiers, Bai Qi looked at the more than two hundred years that had been brought over, and then looked at the nervous captives, his slightly tired face was full of fortitude, and he slowly raised his right hand, and then waved it down suddenly.

When the silent order appeared, the Qin soldiers, who had long been lined up, fired sharp arrows at the prisoners of war beside the ravine.

The sound of breaking the air sounded in pieces, the sound of ** being pierced appeared frequently, and the prisoners of war let out screams of horror. Many of the Zhao soldiers who were next to the ravine fell into the deep ravine, some were killed by arrows and fell, and some fell down in panic, while the prisoners of war who were some distance away from the ravine and were not shot to the point ran outward, but they were surrounded by the elite soldiers who were eyeing them from outside, drew their long swords and cut off their heads neatly, and then their bodies stopped moving, and fell to the ground with the heads with desperate expressions.

Blood splattered, screams were endless, the soil on the ground gradually turned dark red, countless corpses fell heavily into the deep ravine, and the blood gradually gathered into Tan, soaking up along the two walls of the ravine.

As if he couldn't bear to look directly at this hellish scene on earth, the remnant sun quickly disappeared below the horizon, and complete darkness covered the land, but it did not bring peace.

How could a whole 400,000 people be killed so quickly?

The screams of despair could not be stopped, and the painful ** lasted for a long, long time, like the screams of hell's ghosts, one after another, resounding through the sky.

Unexpectedly, the killing started so easily and suddenly, Zhang Longqian stood there stupidly, caught off guard for a while, and saw patches of blood splashing and his brain blank.

I could only see countless figures in front of me, killed, killed, moving, writhing, and the rich smell of blood came to my nose, staining my eyes with blood red.

After a long time, the sound finally faded into silence, and some of the soldiers began to silently throw the corpses into the ravine, and if they saw a prisoner of war who could still move, they would quickly decapitate their heads.

A mutilated, blood-drenched corpse was thrown into the ravine, piled higher and higher, almost overflowing into the ravine, and no one felt anything about it, all the living were silent, only the sound of the corpse falling down kept ringing.

In the strong smell of blood, Bai Qi looked at the young Zhao Jun who were sitting on the ground trembling, his eyes were full of extreme fear, he waved his hand to let the soldiers in charge disperse, and said lightly to the young men: "Let's go." ”

The young prisoners of war looked at Bai Qi dumbfounded, as if they were looking at the most terrible killing god in the world, and they didn't dare to move.

Adjutant General Wang Yi frowned and looked at them, shouting, "Go!" ”

As if awakened by this loud shout, the teenagers screamed, hurriedly got up and stumbled away.

A moment ago, there were 400,000 companions, but now there are only more than 200 thin figures gradually disappearing into the night.

"This is the Battle of Changping. I believe you can understand the subtlety of the white array, right? ”

As the middle-aged man's voice sounded, everything around him suddenly disappeared, and it became the classroom of the Yin class again. The students were still sitting in their places, some looking at ease, some looking tired, and some lying on the table with pale faces, looking uncomfortable.

Standing on the podium and slowly glancing at the classroom, the teacher stroked his beard and said slowly: "It seems that some students still can't adapt to it...... So that's all for today's lesson, take a break and leave the class early. The next lecture will talk about Xiang Yu. ”

After speaking, he nodded to the students, then held a thin booklet, and left with a leisurely step behind his back.

Some students with normal faces immediately packed up their things and left the classroom, while those with bad faces sat in their positions to rest, feeling relieved before slowly standing up. The junior students here seemed to be accustomed to this kind of class method, they didn't talk too much about everything they saw in the illusion, and they still had the heart to look at Zhang Longqian, and continued to whisper about the rumors about her yesterday, and left the classroom in twos and threes.

Until the last person walked out, Zhang Longqian still maintained a upright sitting posture on the seat, but his eyes were staring at the desk, and his face was pale.

Four hundred thousand.

She never imagined that this would be what the pale number in the book would look like this when it was materialized.

400,000, not only 400,000 defeated Zhao soldiers, but also 400,000 fresh lives, but in such a short period of time, all disappeared.

Human life is really too fragile, and war is too cruel.

Zhang Longqian couldn't think about whether Bai Qi was doing the right thing or whether it was cold, because her mind had been filled with a thick tragedy, her eyes were full of splashing red, and there was a disgusting smell of blood wrapped around her nose, and the screams were endless, and the wails were all over the field.

But gradually, what Zhang Longqian saw in his eyes turned into a pure white, and the smell between his nose was also a faint fragrance, and the surroundings seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.

Dead.

In an instant, Zhang Longqian's eyes widened, and he buried his face in his palm with a frightened face.

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