“…… The second place, after the end of the disaster, the Jin army Yanshan Wei Meng'an...... After deliberation by the Huaxia People's Court, the verdict was, death! Execute it now! ”

“…… 3rd place. Finish the face order...... After deliberation by the Huaxia People's Court, the verdict was, death! Execute it now! ”

“…… Fourth place......"

“…… Death penalty! Execute it now! ”

……

The voice in my head sometimes becomes far away, and suddenly it seems to be very close. The sound of the verdict sounded with the boiling voices, listing one by one the crimes of the Jurchen prisoners of war who were dragged over this time, these are the elite of the Jurchen army, and they are all large and small generals, the lightest crimes are inseparable from the word "massacre", from the Central Plains to the south of the Yangtze River, countless massacres, from the slaughter of cities to small slaughter villages, for them, it is just a very ordinary task in their military career.

The Huaxia army numbered some of the records with them.

Wan Yan Qingjue stood stunned, this was the first time in his life that he had experienced such fear, his thoughts were churning in his mind, his soul struggled hard, but his body seemed to be drained of strength, and he couldn't move if he wanted to.

The stirring thoughts were chaotic and complex, but it was difficult to concentrate on the level of reality, it sometimes stirred up the deepest childhood memories in his mind, sometimes swept past the silhouettes of his countless heroic speeches, he remembered the conversation with his teacher, remembered the memories of the newlywed Yan'er, and also remembered the many pictures after the southern invasion, these pictures were like fragments, groups of people kneeling on the ground, people screaming and rolling in pools of blood, people foaming at the mouth, ragged and skinny people who still knelt on the ground and begged for mercy in the most humble gesture...... He had seen countless images of this, sneering at these Han Chinese, and then the Jurchen soldiers slaughtered them.

He wanted to resist, and he wanted to ask for mercy, but he couldn't come up with an idea for a while, if he pulled his legs and ran, what would be the situation in the next moment? He needed to think it through, because it was the last option...... He looked cautiously to the side, but standing beside him were ordinary soldiers of the Huaxia Army, and he remembered the footsteps he heard in the camp every morning......

Huaxia Army's sentence said that it would be executed immediately, but it did not kill people one by one, maybe it was to make up enough for five, maybe it was enough for ten?

I don't know when, he realized that his whole body was trembling again, and his snot was accidentally flowing out, and he wanted to reach out to wipe it, but he didn't move: It's okay to be embarrassed at all, maybe I'm so embarrassed, these Huaxia soldiers will take it lightly...... He didn't dare to look into the eyes of those warriors, for fear that the other party would find out about the idea of escaping......

The list of sentences pronounced was read for the fifth.

There was an officer of the Huaxia Army who said something in front, he was pushed by the people around him, and the other party spoke, Wan Yan Qingjue didn't hear it clearly, but obviously asked him to move forward.

"Hey ......"

The sound coming from the depths of his throat was inaudible, and he refused to leave, and the warrior on his side pushed him hard, and Wan Yan Qingjue resisted at his feet.

"Hey ......"

I think of my deceased parents, my wife and children at home, and my teacher who is almost omnipotent...... He wanted to run.

Two arms had already stretched out from both sides and grabbed him, and the two Huaxia soldiers pushed him, and his steps staggered to the ground, and he was pushed forward in small steps. He was still thinking about countermeasures, not far away a Jurchen general roared, the sound was hoarse and tragic with the struggle, the Huaxia Army soldier next to him pulled out an iron rod and hit him, and then someone came over with a long pole with a collar, tied the upper body of the Jurchen general, and pushed forward like a beast.

The struggle of this Jurchen general was not violent, it looked more like the desolation of a trapped beast. After Yan Qingjue, he did not resist fiercely, he knew that these soldiers of the Huaxia Army were inhumane, and once they resisted, they would never treat them well.

His steps were small, trying to prolong the time to reach the destination, trying to shout "Ning Yi" in his mouth, but before the word Ning could be spoken, he thought about whether he should call "Mr. Ning", and then opened his mouth, the word "Ning ......" was also drowned in his throat, he knew that the other party would not let him go, and it was useless to call.

I'll have to think of something else, or I'll have to run away......

Countless voices buzzed, as if all the things he had experienced in his life, everyone he had seen were looking at him with their eyes open, and they didn't know when the tears were shed, and the tears and snot were together.

Ahead was a large pit, and he walked to the edge of the pit.

The soldiers of the Huaxia Army dragged his hand and seemed to say, "Turn around." ”

Wan Yan Qingjue turned around mechanically.

He saw the soldiers of the Huaxia Army coming in a line with muskets.

Do you want to lie down in the pit......

Maybe you can play dead......

I don't know why I suddenly closed my tongue heavily, and it hurt hard, but at this time, the pain didn't matter, and my body was still very strong. He had seen countless massacres before in his mind, and once the teacher examined him: "Knowing that they will die immediately, why do you say they are standing there and not resisting?" ”

He gave a good answer, how did he answer? Can't remember.

The slaughtered Hermes-Epitek looked at him with terrified eyes, and he looked at them.

"Dad, Mother......"

Some of the memories in my mind began to become clearer......

"I ......"

His thoughts......

……

Bang –

……

The five Jurchens lined up in a row burst out of their heads.

Countless people in the city were cheering, and the five corpses fell into the pit, no one cared about their thoughts and fears before they died, just like the countless murders they had participated in in the Central Plains or Jiangnan before, the dead turned into corpses and fell, and the living turned around and continued their colorful lives.

The sentencing has begun and is continuing.

Soon after, more and more people in the city learned the news.

****************

The sentencing and execution of the Jurchens and a group of war criminals lasted for most of the day after the parade ended.

Gunshots rang out from time to time near Victory Square, and the unrecognizable corpses fell into the dirt pit, and the smell of blood filled the sky, but the people who heard the news gathered in this direction became more and more, and people were crying, cursing, or cheering, venting their emotions.

Even though the people who were brought over were all Jurchen generals in the past, at the moment when the sentence was pronounced and executed, the prisoners who really resisted were only a minority, and there was no effective resistance.

The soldiers of the Huaxia Army had already defeated them on the battlefield, and in the reality that followed, they had also seen the strength of this army. At this moment, when Allah had returned to the Kingdom of Jin, thousands of miles away, all resistance was in vain. When they realized the futility of this effort, the struggle that seemed fierce was nothing more than the howl of the beast when it was dying.

The news that the Huaxia army would execute Jurchen prisoners of war was not announced in advance. When it happened suddenly, the onlookers felt excited and enthusiastic, and some even returned to their homes, took steamed buns and silver coins, and found the executioner in the hope of staining the blood of the death row prisoner for treatment. Naturally, such behavior is forbidden. On the other hand, most of the bigwigs on the viewing platforms also felt a little unexpected when they saw this scene.

If ordinary people still have a prior desire for the scene of "killing heads", characters such as Yan Daolun and Guan Shanhai have indeed not had any expectations for the scene in front of them. In their opinion, the "non-killing" of these Jurchen captives can bring countless benefits, such as putting them on the table to negotiate with the Jurchens, which will immediately bring a lot of gains, and can establish an advantage more quickly in the chaotic situation afterwards, and even if they do not trade for the time being, they can be imprisoned, they can be used as bargaining chips at any time in the future, and they can be attacked and defended.

On the contrary, once killed, except for the people below to have a carnival, then there will be no real benefits at all.

For a long time, the Huaxia Army, which has survived in the cracks, has shouted loud slogans to the outside world, all of which are doing business and negotiating contracts. Ning Yi has done business with the northwest, with the Western Xia, and with the Jurchens many times, after arriving in the southwest, there have been countless business contacts with the Central Plains and various forces in the south of the Yangtze River, and in the course of the Southwest War, Ning Yi also used the Jurchen captives in exchange for a group of soldiers of the Huaxia Army - this time, such a good batch of chips in his hands, but he suddenly decided not to do any business?

In the midst of such doubts, when it came to the banquet at noon, someone mentioned this matter to Ning Yi. Of course, the conversation is cliché:

“…… After this incident, the relationship between the Huaxia Army and the Jin State was really endless. ”

"Between the Huaxia Army and the Jin people, when will there be a chance to turn around?" Ning Yi asked with a smile.

"This has been done, for example, during the Xiaocanghe period, Fan Hongji, the envoy of Jin, came to Mr. Ning to negotiate with you. Before the Battle of the Southwest, I heard that Xi Yin had also sent envoys. ”

It was a Confucian surnamed Huang who said this, and Ning Yi said with a smile: "Then Huang Lao can know why the Jurchens are willing to negotiate with the Huaxia Army." ”

The other party thought for a while: "...... Because, from the very beginning, the Huaxia Army chose not to die. ”

"yes." Ning Yi said, "Things in the world are like this, if you choose not to die, people will give you room to turn, if you want to have room to turn, the other party won't even bother to talk to you." So, why should I care? ”

"It's just that in this way, if you slaughter the Jurchen captives, how can the Jin people not use the means of slaughtering the Han captives as revenge? In the middle, there was something to talk about. ”

Ning Yi looked at the other party and was silent for a moment: "They are already killing." ”

He paused: "War is the redemption of money, some debts are owed in the past, it seems that people are still there, but in fact they are no longer in your hands." The Jurchens have been slaughtering Han Chinese for a long time, and we have to kill a few of them if there is anything to do, and if we kill the Jurchen captives on our side, of course the other party will return the color, but if we really care about these colors, from today onwards, they will use these Han captives for the second, third, and fourth time to blackmail us, and in the end our losses will only be greater. ”

That's all for his answer, and then someone asks, "The Jin people are already killing Han prisoners?" ”

"No one can stop it." Ning Yi sighed in a low voice.

Faintly outside, the sound of shooting was still coming in......

******************

The carnival in the city lasted for most of the day like a boil, and even in the remote health center, you could hear the movement outside one after another.

The injuries on the back healed slightly, and Qu Longjun, who was occasionally able to sit on the bed, also heard about the feat of shooting the Jurchens outside, so that the doctors and wounded in the health center also ran out to watch the excitement, and sometimes they could hear distant exclamations: "The Huaxia Army is really a good ......"

"There's a ......"

Even if these voices were separated by a few courtyard walls, Qu Longjun could hear the praise from the heart.

Based on her simple experience at the age of sixteen, Huaxia Jun was indeed good, which seemed almost irrefutable in recent months, but the fact that her father was killed by Huaxia Jun prevented her from thinking about it. She could only try to put her mind on some other issues.

For example: Can a woman hold up half the sky?

She sat on the bed and looked through the book for a long time in confusion.

This book is written entirely in vulgar vernacular, the content of the book is very easy to understand, it is the Huaxia Army through some women's self-reliance and self-improvement experience, some suggestions and inductions for what women can do, which also shouted some slogans quite enthusiastically, such as "who says that women are inferior to men" and other crooked reasoning, encouraging women to also actively participate in the work, such as working in the weaving workshop of the Huaxia Army, it is a good way, you will feel all kinds of collective warmth......

Qu Longjun didn't understand the little military doctor's intention of putting this book here.

I came to the southwest because Wen Shoubin wanted to cause trouble to the Huaxia Army, his father, who led the army to conquer Xiaocanghe and was killed by the Huaxia Army, these things are already known to the Huaxia Army, and now how they will deal with themselves has not yet been clarified, once the injury is healed, it is possible to be judged, beaten and killed......

But looking at this book, could it be that Huaxia Jun made the decision to marry a man here, and then enter Huaxia Jun's workshop to work for the rest of his life as punishment?

Such an idea will seem a little strange everywhere in the world.

She flipped through the book for a long time, and was still a little hesitant about whether Dr. Long put down the book, and when Aunt Gu came over at noon, Qu Longjun opened her mouth to test it once, and said that she didn't know who put a book next to her bed, and Aunt Gu took it and looked at it, but said that it was not herself.

In the afternoon, the little doctor came to inquire about her injury, Qu Longjun plucked up his courage, lay on the bed and whispered: "Yes, someone put a book next to my bed, Long, Doctor Long...... Did you put it? ”

"What book?" Long Aotian's face was arrogant, and his eyes were puzzled.

Not him?

Qu Longjun was also confused and took out the book "Women Also Top Half the Sky". The other party took it and looked at it, and stood on the edge of the bed and turned a few pages seriously, looking disgusted.

"Women also hold up half the sky, how can I read such a book! You see, it's written here that you women are looking at. ”

"Uh......" Qu Longjun felt that his expression was vicious, and he shrank his neck in fright, "I didn't mean you saw it, I mean, I don't know who put it here......"

"......" Long Aotian was silent for a moment and put the book down, "It's not me anyway." Then you can look at it, for women. ”

When he said this, he didn't say more, and Qu Longjun didn't dare to ask more for a while, but when the other party was about to leave, he said: "Long, Doctor Long, if it's not you, it's not Aunt Gu, then who entered this room?" ”

"The health center is full of good people, what are you afraid of...... Well, I'll take a good look at this side anyway, you don't have to worry about this, you should ...... Maybe the nurse showed it to you, but don't worry. ”

He repeatedly stressed that there was no need to worry, and then went out with a haughty face.

……

In the evening, when Aunt Gu was washing clothes in the yard, she chatted with Xiao Ningji, who was sitting on the side peeling beans.

"Ning Ji, you gave the little girl the book "Women Also Hold Half the Sky"?"

"Shh Ning Ji raised a finger, "Aunt Gu, don't tell her." ”

"Why?"

"Didn't you say a few days ago, Aunt Gu, she is alone, sixteen years old, no one in her family is gone, Wen Shoubin, who abducted him, is also dead, and I don't know what to do in the future. I thought about it, and it made sense, so I bought her a book and let her be self-reliant. ”

"Huh?" Aunt Gu's chubby face and round eyes were pretending to be confused, "Why...... Do you want her to be self-reliant? ”

"Of course she has to be self-reliant, our Huaxia Army does good deeds and does good deeds, now people have been saved, injuries have been treated, how much money has been spent recently, and when she recovers from her injuries, of course she can't stay here anymore." I think it's best for her to go on her own, and if she is driven away, it won't look good...... Cut, it's really troublesome to save people. ”

"Uh......" Aunt Gu looked up and down at the little boy sitting on the steps peeling beans, "I see...... Xiao Ningji, you plan to do so......"

"Or else?" Ning Ji stared at the two eyes that were taken for granted.

"Hehe, the eldest lady thinks ......" Aunt Gu smiled and pondered for a moment, "Auntie is thinking, you are ...... Originally...... It turns out that you didn't save this little girl because you liked her......"

"Huh?" Ning Ji's mouth opened wide, and his white cheeks began to become congested and red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he jumped up, "I...... How is it possible, how is it possible to like women...... No, I mean, how could I possibly like her. I'm ......"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's a big deal, Aunt Gu made a mistake before, and I thought you wanted to take her back as a child daughter-in-law, hehe." The fat woman smiled and waved.

Ning Yi jumped twice on the spot: "How is it possible, I just saved her easily, I just felt that she was not guilty to death, and then the first sister asked me to solve this matter, so I showed her the book!" Or I'll get rid of her right now—"

"Okay, okay, okay, believe it, of course believe it, just think about it. You peel beans peel beans, what's the matter with kicking her out now, kid ......"

"I'll chase her when she's well."

"Then don't mess up too much, okay, her injury is not light, here Aunt Gu will be in charge of her first, hey, she is young and tender, and she can't eat a few bites of food."

"I don't think she's so tender."

"It's not tender, it's not tender, it's really a little rough......"

When the setting sun dyed the color of the earth red, the person in charge of collecting the corpse had already dragged Wan Yan Qingjue's body onto the wooden cart. Inside and outside the city, pedestrians come and go, big and small things are intertwined with each other, and they happen all the time.

When the girl named Qu Longjun was tossing and turning in bed and reading the boring book, she didn't know that in the courtyard next door, the little military doctor who seemed to be serious and arrogant was cursing and swearing to drive her out to fend for herself, and the young man who was insulted because he was accused of liking girls naturally didn't know, not long after nightfall that day, Aunt Gu met with Min Chuyi, who was patrolling by here, and talked about his performance in the evening, Min Chuyi laughed and wondered.

A little later, Min Chuyi and Ning Xi, who had worked hard all day, met near the Maha Pond and whispered about it again. Ning Xi said that he was disdainful of his brother's emotional problems, he was almost exhausted and needed care, and then he was beaten by his violent fiancée, and the unilateral beating turned into a mutual beating, and then it was covered by the flowing clouds in the night sky.

In the northern Jinjing, the massacre of Han Nu is taking place in various forms on this land, and the news of Wu Qimai's death has spread on a small scale, and a storm related to the fate of the entire Jin country is brewing silently in this chaotic and crazy atmosphere.

At the beginning of August, Tang Minjie, who was secretly spying, received the first round of instructions from the south after Lu Mingfang's sacrifice.

At this time, the first military parade of the Huaxia Army had ended, and the ensuing First Huaxia People's Congress was held as scheduled, and the situation in the southwest was thriving.

At this time, no one could have predicted what would happen in the Northlands......

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