Chapter 588: Barley
Wu'er Village, Wine Cellar.
Sun Shaozong stretched out his hand to pick up the huge steamer in front of him, glanced inside expressionlessly, and asked without looking back: "Is it steamed here?" ”
"Returning to your lordship."
Shen Lian's face was a little more gloomy than the black ash at the bottom of the pot, so he bowed down and hugged his fists and said: "Several Han girls who angered the head of Wu'er Village were steamed to death in this!" ”
After a pause, he gritted his teeth and added: "And after they died, they were stripped of their skin and flesh and fed to other captive Han girls as food!" ”
It is precisely because they have been forced to eat several meals of human flesh that those women will subconsciously choose to take revenge by devouring them alive.
Bang~
As soon as Sun Shaozong withdrew his hand, the lid of the steamer fell suddenly, and he bent his fingers and knocked on the steamer a few times, and suddenly said: "This steamer looks like a barbarian's craft." ”
Shen Lian hadn't noticed this before, but now he was woken up by Sun Shaozong, and he hurriedly looked at it carefully, and made some comparisons with the surrounding utensils.
Really!
Not only the steamer, but also the stove below is very different from the style of other utensils.
Shen Lian hurriedly glanced at Yin Cheng, Yin Cheng retreated knowingly, and after a while, he escorted a barbarian back from outside.
"The official spares his life, the official spares his life!"
After the barbarian saw Sun Shaozong, he immediately kowtowed like pounding garlic, but his mouth was a serious Han official language.
Hearing that he could speak fluent official dialect, Sun Shaozong asked with a little curiosity: "Who are you?" ”
The barbarian was alert, knowing whether he was dead or alive, and it was all up to the evil star in front of him, so he hurriedly said: "The villain Barley is the merchant of this Wu'er Village, and every transaction in this village on weekdays is the villain's responsibility." ”
"The villain is not only familiar with the situation of Tongxi Manzhai Village, but also the customs and customs near Kangxi, Daixi, Huaxi, and Xunxi!"
"If the official is willing to spare the life of a small dog, the little one is willing to saddle the horse and die for the official army!"
These words, Sun Shaozong, who really said it, was a little moved.
After all, the Wuxi barbarians have always been closed, and the so-called Han guides only know more about the most civilized Tong Ximan.
If you want to go deep into the mountains and strike at other barbarians, it is natural that there will be more and more leading parties like Barley.
However, Sun Shaozong did not rush to respond, but pointed to the steamer and asked: "This steamer, but you Wuerzhai made it yourself?" ”
Barley looked at the steamer and shook his head like a rattle: "Although there are craftsmen in Wu'er Village, they can't make such delicate objects - I heard that at the end of the Song Dynasty, some Han craftsmen fled into the mountains to avoid disasters and made some wine-making utensils for the village." ”
"It is precisely because of these utensils that the Tongxi wine produced in the village has greatly increased its output and brought it to today's wealth."
Speaking of this, Ba Barley slammed his head on the ground and said bitterly: "Every time the villain remembers this incident, he is grateful for the kindness of the Han craftsmen, and he deeply hates the behavior of Chasi and others for taking revenge!" ”
This guy is really going to get rid of it.
Sun Shaozong stroked the steamer, imagining the mood of the Han craftsmen when they built this thing more than a hundred years ago; Imagine the tragic scene of a Han woman wailing and dying inside a few months ago.
After a while, he asked lightly: "There are still a lot of people hidden in this village, do you have a way to find them?" ”
Barley's prostrate body trembled suddenly, and then he said categorically: "The villain must do his best!" ”
"It's not about trying, it's about doing it."
Sun Shaozong said, turned around and walked outside, and said without looking back: "I don't care what method you use, after half an hour, at least two hundred men will be gathered in front of the village." ”
The killing in front of the gate of the village, although it completely crushed the fighting spirit of the barbarians in Wuerzhai, but only sixty or seventy people really died under Sun Shaozong's sword.
Later, when Lu Jianxing and Shen Lian led the team to set fires, more than 100 people were slaughtered sporadically.
But the front and back together, it only accounts for about 30% of the young and strong Wuerzhai.
This is not in line with Sun Shaozong's original intention of destroying the enemy's living forces.
However, if the search continues, it may delay the retreat; Second, if the enemy is in the dark and we are in the open, it will inevitably lead to more casualties among the officers and soldiers.
That's why he arranged such a trial task for Barley.
No matter how far Bali can be completed in the end, after half an hour, it is time for the officers and soldiers to leave for the mountain.
Out of the wine cellar, Wang Zhen hurriedly took a few personal guards and raised Teng Shield to protect him on the left and right, so as not to be attacked by the barbarians' secret arrows on the way.
Sun Shaozong didn't pay attention to them, but silently arrived in front of the gate of the village, and saw that in the open space on the left side of the arrow tower, there were already a lot of women, children, old and weak.
Seeing Sun Shaozong come back with his personal guards, the barbarian women, children, old and weak were a little uneasy, but after a long time of turmoil, seeing that he was just standing next to him, and there was no special behavior in the society, then he gradually returned to the silence of death.
I have to say that Naba Barley still has some skills.
Sun Shaozong waited for not long under the arrow tower, and saw that young and strong barbarians were escorted over one after another.
Of course, more of them were escorted over by the old and weak women and children among the barbarians.
Nearly half an hour later, there were already six or seven hundred barbarians crowded in front of the door, and the adult young and strong accounted for about twenty percent of the zero, which must have exceeded a hundred, but it was still a lot short of the standard of two hundred.
"Official!"
After being escorted over by Shen Lian, Barley knelt down far away, walked to Sun Shaozong on his knees, and begged with tears in his eyes: "Please forgive me a little longer, Barley will definitely be able to find more men!" ”
"No need."
Sun Shaozong relieved the sorrow of frost from behind his back, handed it to Barley and said: "You stick this sword on the ground, and those who are higher than the hilt of the sword will be punished as young and strong, and you will be killed!" ”
Barley slowly got up from the ground and took the giant sword tremblingly.
Although I guessed that this sword would not be too light, looking at Sun Shaozong's relaxed appearance, he still underestimated the weight of frost's sorrow.
took it in his hand and fell down, almost flashing his waist.
Ba Barley hurriedly put the sword on the ground, and saw that the tip of the sword was inserted into the ground, but the hilt of the sword was still higher than his own, and he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Taking his own size as a reference, at least nearly half of the adults present remained.
As soon as he thought of this, he heard Sun Shaozong add: "If there are less than two hundred people who are higher than the hilt of the sword, you can make up for it with your own life." ”
The blood on Barley's face faded in an instant, and if it weren't for the sorrow of the frost, he would have collapsed to the ground.
The barbarians present are young and strong, and it is impossible to count them to be full of two hundred, doesn't this mean that they are dead?
At this time, Sun Shaozong called out to two guides who were coarse and barbaric, and repeated what Fang had just said to Barley to the barbarians present in barbarian.
While the barbarians behind were in an uproar, a glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Ba Barley's heart!
If this official wants his own life, why bother?
Could it be......
Barley looked back at the clansmen who were still clamoring under the pressure of the officers and soldiers, a little fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and thrust the frost sorrow into the ground.
After making sure that the giant sword would not fall down for the time being, he found a small half of the log from the vicinity, held it high with both hands, and slammed it against the hilt!
Bang~
Bang~
Bang~
One, two, three......
At first, the barbarians behind him were still a little confused, but as the part of the sword exposed became less and less, gradually some people saw his purpose.
This barley obviously wants to take the cubs in the village to fight for their lives!
So the cursing and crying suddenly boiled over!
Some mothers with half-grown children by their side even began to fight desperately to storm the defense line of the official army.
Barley, however, turned a deaf ear, and only lifted the log again and again, and drove the sword into the ground until the hilt was ......
Less than three feet!