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Han Sui really took the soldiers and came when the rain was light.

The sound of bull horns of different lengths came and went, the various colored flags representing different meanings were staggered and moved, the neighing of war horses and the shouts of soldiers resounded throughout the battlefield, as if a big war was about to break out, and the oppressive atmosphere enveloped the four fields, making it difficult for people to breathe.

Han Sui almost poured out of the nest, as soon as the number of people was large, some of them could not be counted, and they could only be estimated according to the battle flags representing each department, and at a cursory glance, it seemed that there should be 8,000 to 10,000 troops, which was quite impressive.

Han Sui sat on the back of the horse, and the rain fluttered on his face.

A few days ago, I received the news of Cheng Gongying's defeat, which was enough to make Han Sui depressed, but I didn't expect to receive news from Cheng Gongying again yesterday, saying that the Xiliang tribes were noisy and arguing in Tianshui, and they didn't send soldiers to support at all......

The horn sounded, and the guards on the side reminded in a low voice: "General, the left and right wings are already in place......

Han Sui looked up at the sky, although it was rainy weather, the clouds were not thick, and the sun formed a dazzling spot of light behind the thin clouds. Han Sui stared at the spot of light for a few breaths, lowered his head, lowered his eyelids, and the remaining marks on his retina shook in front of his eyes like blood-colored scars, as if it portended something.

These damn guys!

The general of the expedition to the west, Fei Qian, is certainly hateful, but those who follow behind the Xiliang tribes, like rotten dogs, are even more disgusting and hateful.

What is the purpose of the expedition to the west?

What is the purpose of the customs clearance?

Isn't it land, wealth and power?

If you can't defeat Zhengxi and occupy Guanzhong, then where will the land, wealth and power come from?

A tattered, poor, and barren Xiliang, a Xiliang who mixes with the Hu people all day long, mixed with cattle and sheep, a Xiliang who has no scriptures to recite, and a Xiliang who has no poetry and books, what is there to fight for, what is there to worry about?

The muscles on Han Sui's cheeks twitched a few times, and even his beard trembled.

His background is not good, and there are no celebrities on his ancestors, unlike some guys, he can say that his ancestors have served as thousands of stones and two thousand stones, and there are even three princes, and he can get such a position today, all by virtue of his own step by step, little by little, he didn't think about crisscrossing Xiliang, nor did he want to dominate the world, he just thought that although his ancestors were not three princes, but he would not succeed in fighting a Sanhuai Hall?

It would be nice if Ma Shoucheng was still there.

At least now I won't be so incompetent.

Ma Chao, this guy, is obviously a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised, although he is also brave and good at fighting, but if his troops are seriously damaged, this guy is obviously not as reassuring as Ma Shoucheng, and it is possible to swallow his own people and horses in one bite......

And if you calculate the time, it should be about the same, but this guy, why hasn't it arrived yet? Haven't signaled yet?

But we can't wait, it's too late.

Cheng Gongying's qualifications are not enough, and he can't suppress the Xiliang tribes, so he can only go by himself, but as soon as he leaves Qishan, it means that no one can stop Feiqian here, so he must do it first, and after cooperating with Ma Chaohuan, he will give Zhengxifei a blow to him, if he can kill it, if he can't kill it, if he can't kill it, he can defeat and defeat it, so he can take advantage of the victory to suppress the Xiliang tribes that are a little fluctuating, and then take Guanzhong!

Han Sui slowly raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, and then smashed it down resolutely and decisively, as if he wanted to smash the camp of the general Fei Qian in front of him: "Blow the trumpet!" Sortie! ”

"Uh......h Woo......"

The horn of the charge resounded through the world in an instant.

Xu Huang's whole body was neatly draped, standing under the banner of the front camp, and when he heard the horn of Han Sui's side of the representative attacking, he took a deep breath, and then shouted in a deep voice: "Mountain! ”

Immovable as a mountain.

The guards around Xu Huang paused the big shield on the ground, and then struck the surface of the shield with their war knives, making a sonorous sound, and shouted in unison: "Mountain! Mountain! Mountain! ”

The soldiers of the former battalion stood behind the camp to resist the horses, and they also struck their shields with their blades, or paused their spears on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Mountain! Mountain! Mountain! ”

Han Sui's front troops gradually separated, and the battle was about to break out......

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Everything around seemed so close and so far away, and the fine rain sprinkled on the naked body, but it was already numb and unconscious.

Not so long ago, he had a dress, but now, he doesn't.

Not so long ago, he used to be a farmer in Guanzhong, but now, no.

Not long ago, he had a wife and a daughter, but now, they are all dead.

He had always felt that it was a nightmare, a nightmare that he didn't know when he would wake up.

He's just struggling with this nightmare......

There was a great chaos in Guanzhong some time ago, there were homeless people everywhere, and there were red-eyed and crazy homeless people everywhere. The nightmare began when such a group of displaced people stormed his village and into his tiled house.

Before he could speak, he was struck by a rock in the door, and with a wooden stick struck him on the head and on his back, and then he fainted.

But when he woke up, he wished he was dead......

The horn sounded, and it seemed that someone was shouting something, and then someone shoved a wooden shovel into his hand. He didn't even look at it, he naturally grabbed it in his hand, found the most convenient and effortless position, and bent his waist slightly, just like the gesture he was most accustomed to doing in decades.

A hand shook in front of his eyes, pointing ahead.

"Go up! Go up! Fill in the pit in front of the camp! Fast! Just go! ”

He looked in the direction of his fingers, and before he could find the focus, he was pushed the back, and the injury was not completely healed, and he couldn't help but stumble forward, and he couldn't help but follow the person in front of him......

By the way, he was also like this before, and he involuntarily followed others, walking, walking, walking......

Walked to the right of Long.

Walked to Xiliang.

Then he was arrested.

He staggered forward, trembling slightly, his cloudy eyes unfocused.

The door of the house was smashed, sawdust flew in the air, his wife fell in the yard, his daughter died in the house, the torn clothes all over the ground, the bruises and blood stains all over his body, frame by frame of images shook and flickered in front of his eyes, filling his entire vision.

Why didn't I find a hoe or a rake at that time, like the wooden rake I was holding in my hand, or ......

He knew that there was also a sickle in the yard that was used to harvest crops, but he didn't know why he hadn't taken it at that time.

Why didn't you pick it up?

He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out, but he seemed to have been thinking about it all the time, and when he couldn't help but follow the strange crowd, it seemed that someone was constantly dying around him, and it seemed that someone stuffed him with something to eat, but he didn't remember all of it, and he didn't know how he survived, maybe at the moment when the nightmare began, he was actually dead, and only this question lingered.

Ah, there's one more problem.

He remembered that he seemed to have passed through some towns and saw the soldiers with swords and guns and wearing battle robes and armor above the city, and he couldn't help but have another question......

What are these soldiers doing?

Two questions.

Or, if you figure it out, you can get out of this nightmare......

Amid the cacophony of voices, someone shouted from behind: "Hurry! Run! Fill in those pits, fill them up, you will have something to eat, and you will be fine! If you don't go, you die! ”

Suddenly, a piercing scream sounded beside him, which seemed to pierce not only his ears but also his soul, and he ran up involuntarily, staggering forward with a wooden shovel.

The shrill screams were still ringing, continuous, high and low, like the cries of his wife and daughter, before they died......

More noises, more chaos, shook his head and buzzed, and he accidentally stepped on the air, and before he could get up, someone stepped heavily on his back and stomped him on the ground again.

One foot, two feet.

I can't count how many feet.

"Ahem......"

He coughed up a black clot of blood, as if something had been coughed up.

Why?

Do what?

He seemed to tremble with pain when he breathed, but the two questions still collided in his mind.

He staggered, like his ancestors, as long as he had a breath, he struggled to get up again, but there was a roar in the air, and a huge thrust lifted him up and pushed him to the ground.

An arrow flew from the camp and went into his chest.

He was nailed to the ground.

The boundless darkness gradually enveloped him, but a smile appeared on his numb face.

It's nice to have this nightmare, it seems like you can wake up......

And on his smile, around his corpse, people who were almost as naked or half-naked as him were still running, screaming, and dying......

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Fei Qian frowned deeply, watching Han Sui's troops drive away the homeless people who were captured from nowhere, rushing up to fill the pit in waves, consuming their arrows.

There was a big horse trap pit before the camp, and there was also a small pit with a large bowl mouth, and it was obvious that Han Sui also knew this through Ma Chao, so he came prepared and deliberately arrested such a group of homeless people to deal with it.

On his side, he had to brave the huge trouble of wetting the longbow in the rain to shoot these homeless people in front of the camp, otherwise these homeless people would storm the camp, and it would not be a matter of one or two dead and injured.

The question is, his mother's Han Sui Han Wenyue, although it is said that there is nothing wrong with conspiracy and conspiracy on the battlefield, but what is the difference between such behavior and those Hu people who commit crimes, driving Han people to attack the city and pull out the village? !

Han Sui Han Wenyue, fuck you, are you Han or a Hu person?!

"Han Wenyue!" Looking at the tragic situation of the displaced people in front of him, Fei Qian suddenly couldn't hold his breath, and shouted angrily, "You are a brave person, treason and harm the country!" Go against the sky, kill kindness! Abandon the remnants of the soldiers in the next debate, and throw the swords and guns all over the ground! The soldiers' hearts are broken and their hearts are broken, and the school rats are busy with wolves! I had to stay in Qishan and be sleepy, and I could only run rampant in Qianshou! Korean about! What face do you have to see the father of Xiliang, and what face do you have to enter the court of the Han Dynasty! Your evil waves resounded all over the world, and your sins were spread in the eight wildernesses! ”

Fei Qian's words were clear, his voice was high-pitched and clear, and even in the noisy voices around him, he was still clearly heard by Li Ru and the guards around him.

Li Ru laughed, applauded in a hoarse voice, while ordering the soldiers to repeat Fei Qian's words loudly, and on the other hand, people took the light-colored Ge cloth and pen and ink, regardless of the drizzle and hazy, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and in the blink of an eye, Fei Qian's words were written on the Ge Bu, and then asked people to hang them immediately.

Above the camp, with the sound of repetition over and over again, two huge strips of cloth were hung high and spread out in the air. Although the rain was not heavy, it gradually moistened the kudzu cloth, and the ink on it was slowly blurred, and black marks flowed under the font, and at first glance it looked as if every word was crying and flowing with black blood and tears......

Although most of the Qiang people who came with Han Sui didn't know Chinese characters, and they didn't know what was written on the cloth, but seeing Han Sui's face becoming more and more purple, and the faces of the Xiliang Han people around him becoming whiter and whiter, they also knew that it was not a good word on the cloth, so they couldn't help but hesitate a little, and they chattered together.

The offensive involuntarily slowed down, and for a moment everyone's eyes focused on Han Sui.

Han Sui looked at the strips of Ge cloth fluttering above the camp in the distance, and looked at the Dou Da ink characters that were gradually blurred on it, only to feel that the blood in his heart was surging upward, and then he desperately wanted to suppress this breath, not to let himself be controlled by the angry emotions, and he trembled for a while, and he couldn't say a word.

The military marquis beside Han Sui glanced around at the surrounding soldiers, and his heart couldn't help but sink down, only to see that although everyone was standing still, the uneasy look on his face and from his eyes became stronger and stronger, and the swords and guns that were originally held high by many people also hung down unconsciously, and Rada was on the ground.

"Brothers, stand up straight, puff up your chest......" the marquis subconsciously raised his hands and shouted, "Forward, cheer up, fight bravely to kill the enemy...... but his voice was so subtle that even he could hardly hear it.

"Poof!" Han Sui couldn't hold back after all, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and shook it twice on the horse's back.

"General! Checkmate! Han Sui's guards were shocked and hurriedly stepped forward.

"A certain ...... It's okay to ......" Han Sui raised his arm, spread his fingers, and then stared viciously at the camp in the distance, as if he was also staring at someone under the barn of the bar, and shouted in a hissing voice, "Someone! Trumpet! Kill Lao Tzu in! A certain person wants to cut off the head of the thief who marches to the west with his own hands! ”

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