Chapter 645: A River of Blood

There was no rain in the sky, but there was the sound of running water on the streets, and groups of soldiers armed with swords and spears walked vigilantly between the streets and alleys, and there was no joy of victory on their faces, but endless panic and endless anger.

The ground was not flowing water, but blood, along the slightly sloping streets, towards the low-lying places, where they gathered into a clump, a pool of blood, still steaming from the steaming blood, and more often, it had condensed into clusters of purple and black, and on the ground, on the walls, and on the walls of the streets, it was like the flower of evil from hell, and it was cruel and bewitching in bloom.

As soon as he stepped down, he felt a little thick, Zhao Mu lifted his foot, but what he saw was the blood on his boots, and the veteran, who had been on the battlefield for a long time and had seen countless blood, couldn't help but have a feeling of disgust.

This is Hefeng County, a small city in Dai County, but it is this small city, but the Zhao army dragged on for half a month, until the last soldiers ran out of food, Zhao Jun finally broke into the city, waiting for them is not to welcome the flowers and cheers of Wang Shi, but men, women and children to fight back, the streets have long been built barricades, every lane, every house, has become a trap for killing.

The unsuspecting Zhao army suffered heavy losses in this city, and after half a month of siege, they only killed and wounded more than 1,000 people, but after breaking the city, in order to fully occupy this small county town, they actually killed more than 1,000 people.

Most of them were killed by surprise when they first entered the city.

The Zhao army entered the city, and when attacking those barricades, they were also searching for the rebels defending the city house by house, yes, now the army of Daijun is all rebels. The women who looked trembling, the old men huddled in the corners, and even the boys who were still drooping, would be when Zhao Jun was defenseless. From the shadows, he stabbed the soldiers in the chests and cut off their heads.

Zhao Shang, the forward general of the Zhao army, the first person to attack Hefeng County, suffered a painful loss before he experienced the joy of the first achievement, and looked at his elite, did not die under the city wall, did not fall under the swords and guns of the enemy soldiers, but was inexplicably killed by the old and weak women and children. couldn't help but redden, and immediately gave the order to slaughter the city.

Hefeng County fell into a sea of blood, and when Zhao Mu heard the news and rushed from the rear base camp to stop it, there were no more people left in Hefeng.

Zhao Mu walked in a pool of blood, the whole person felt numb, the bright red in front of him seemed to be expanding indefinitely, and when he opened his eyes, it seemed that the world had turned red. The tall body shook a few times, and in the exclamation of the pro-soldiers, he almost fell headlong.

"It's okay, it's okay!" With the support of the pro-soldiers. Zhao Mu reluctantly stood up straight and calmed down, "Let's go, go to the county office." ”

Soldiers cleaning up the battlefield. Cleaning up the corpses, every corpse carried in front of Zhao Mu, and he felt a pang of cramping in his heart. These are all the people of Da Zhao, they should have the same hatred of the enemy, and they should stand on the battlefield against foreign enemies, instead of killing each other.

The county government is close in front of you, the buildings there are taller and stronger than other places, because the blood here also flows more, in the air, the rich bloody atmosphere lingers, every time you step on a step, you will leave a blood-red footprint on the steps, and the color of the steps of this station has long been invisible.

Zhao Mu stepped into the county office, and the first thing that caught his eye was Zhao Shang kneeling in the courtyard, and in the same way, in the courtyard, there was also a river of blood, and the corpses were stacked on top of each other, layer upon layer, and they were stacked like a wall.

Zhao Mu didn't look at Zhao Shang who was kneeling straight in the courtyard, he walked straight to the corpse wall, he stretched out his hand and touched a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, the boy was pierced by a spear between his chest and abdomen, he held the spear shaft tightly with one hand, and the other hand hanging down his head, but he still held a knife tightly, although he was dead, his eyes were still round, and his miserable white eyes looked blankly ahead, Zhao Mu read hatred from it.

Zhao Mu's body shook a few times, this time, he didn't hold on, but slowly sat down, sitting in a pool of blood all over the ground, holding his head in his hands, and bursting into tears.

"Captain, kill me!" Zhao Shang came on his knees, knelt down in front of Zhao Mu, and cried loudly, "I can't help but give this order, because my soldiers are dying, I can't let my brothers die here in vain, it's all my fault, you kill me!" ”

Zhao Mu raised his head, looked at Zhao Shang, and shook his head slowly.

"Zhao Shang, even if I want to deal with you, it's not me, I have received an order from the king, asking me to return to Beijing to report on my work, and it is Zhao Qi who will replace me, he will command you to crusade against Zhao Jun, you, when he comes, ask him for guilt!" Zhao Mu's voice was almost inaudible.

"Captain!" Zhao Shang's eyes widened suddenly.

"Are there any people alive?" Zhao Mu didn't say anything more about this topic, but asked directly.

"After receiving the order of the captain, our army stopped slaughtering the city, but there were not many people left, all the people in the city were arrested, but the resistance of the county Yali was the strongest, and the last general personally commanded the attack, and finally captured more than a dozen people alive, including Lin Sen, the county commander of Hefeng County. He failed to commit suicide and was captured by our army. ”

"Bring him up, and I'm going to ask him, why? Why? Zhao Mu almost burst out of his throat with these words.

Lin Sen was almost dragged in by his feet, Zhao Jun's hatred for him seemed to be quite strong, and the thick hemp rope was deeply strained into his flesh, showing more and more the blood on his chest and the somewhat shocking wound, the scar was on the heart, but it was very shallow. His clothes were torn to shreds, revealing his thin body, which was now tied up so tightly that his flank bones protruded.

Zhao Mu looked at this weak scholar, he had been stationed in Dai County for many years, and he also had a relationship with this county commander, Zhao Mu had an excellent memory, but anyone who had seen one side would basically not forget it, at this time, he looked at this blood-stained captive, but his eyes were full of disgust.

"Captain Zhao!" Lin Sen blurted out.

"Get on your knees!" The soldier dragging him over shouted.

When Lin Sen saw Zhao Mu, he lost his mind for a short time, but after hearing the soldier's loud drink, he instead raised his head and laughed: "Kneel, why kneel, the captain is no longer the captain I am waiting for, but our enemy, I, Lin Sen, will die and die, how can I kneel my enemy." ”

Zhao Shang was furious, and smashed the scabbard into Lin Sen's knee, Lin Sen's knee bent, and he was about to kneel to the ground, but this person was really strong, his body twisted violently, and he actually fell sideways to the ground, his head snorted on the ground, and he suddenly saw blood, he finally did not kneel in front of Zhao Mu.

Looking at a scholar with such a strength, even if Zhao Mu was disgusted, he was finally moved, and waved his hand, "Help him up." ”

Two soldiers held Lin Sen hostage.

"Why?" Zhao Mu looked directly into Lin Sen's eyes, pointed to the corpses all over the yard, and pointed at the boy who was blind to death, "Why do you want to do this, you have been a county magistrate in Hefeng for more than ten years, and I also know that you love the people like a son, and the people in Hefeng are very high, if it weren't for you organizing these people and inciting these people, would they be sent to death like this?" You are also the people of Da Zhao! You killed them. ”

Lin Sen looked at Zhao Mu, but suddenly burst into a ghostly laughter: "The people of Da Zhao? Do you think so, Captain? Okay, then let me ask you, twenty years ago, when I was just a boy of more than ten years old, Daijun encountered a rare drought in a hundred years that year, thousands of miles of red land, and the grain harvest was lost, but you still had to support your tens of thousands of garrisons in Daijun, at that time, the imperial court could have a grain of relief for Daijun! ”

Zhao Mu closed his eyes, of course he would not forget the great drought of that year.

"Ten years ago, a locust plague caused Daijun to suffer severely, but not a single grain of food was left to supply the army, do you know, how many people starved to death in Daijun that year? That year, I was already the county commander of Hefeng, and I came to sue you that in Hefeng County alone, 1,548 people starved to death. At that time, where was the imperial court? ”

"There are hundreds of thousands of standing troops in Dazhao, all of which are supported by the imperial court, why should the county use the power of one county to support your tens of thousands of troops?" He turned his head and pointed at Zhao Shang and the soldiers around him, "You, you, the one who hasn't drunk the blood of my people on behalf of the county?" ”

Pastor Zhao let out a long breath, only to feel a burst of dryness rising in his heart, "I want to resist the Huns, I can only do this." ”

Lin Sen laughed endlessly, "Yes, you have to resist the Huns, no matter how poor and sleepy you are, our Daijun people also admit it, they starved to death, died of poverty, but they did not miss a grain or a penny of silver for you, but five years ago, when the Huns came, where were you?" Where were you when the Huns swept through my county? ”

Lin Sen's appearance at this time was very terrifying, he struggled desperately, his eyes widened, and the two soldiers tried their best to hold him down, "Zhao Mu, in the past few decades, if it weren't for the county lord of Zilan, the county lord would have been unable to survive for a long time, the drought twenty years ago, the county lord of Zilan scattered all his wealth, the locust plague ten years ago, the county lord of Zilan starved to death a son, and now, you have killed his eldest son, you still want to kill him, I will sue you, we will not allow it, and the people of the county will not allow it." ”

Zhao Mu was silent, not only him, but even Zhao Shang was silent, and there was a deathly silence in the courtyard.

After a while, Zhao Mu waved his hand, "Let him go!" ”

Zhao Shang was taken aback, "Taiwei, this person is like a madman." ”

"He's just a weak scholar, what else can he do to me?" Zhao Mu said coldly: "Lin Sen, I'll let you go, and give Zilan a word for me." ”

"That's it, Zilan, is this what you want?" (To be continued......)