In front of a small town on the outskirts of Hezhou, a light rain poured down the roads, making the roads even more muddy.

When spring arrives, the cold is unexpectedly steep, and the drizzle is like a hail, which makes people uncomfortable.

"What the hell!" Yang Lin grumbled, and slapped the soil on his body hard, "Even his mother's soil is red, and walking from the mud is like stepping around in a pile of dead people, unlucky." ”

"What Shaozai said is that this small broken place is indeed not worthy of Shaozai's identity, let's go to Xiazhou quickly, come to the northwest, how can we not experience the customs of the Qiang girl."

The person who spoke looked flattering, and he didn't take his identity as the commander of the guards and the army seriously, and it turned out to be the third son of the Taiwei Gao Yu, the high handle in the ya.

Yang Lin smiled knowingly and said: "What you said won my heart, I told you that the beauties in the world have their own styles, and the Qiang girl is actually a leader, which can be called the best." The second is the Uighur daughter, which is said to have some different flavors. Lao Tzu was in Tibet a few days ago, and the Tibetan girl... Do not say. ”

Gao Shant hurriedly picked up the thumb brother and praised: "It is worthy of Shaozai, I often tell people that Yang Shaozai is not only a person who tastes flowers, but also a person who understands flowers. ”

Yang Lin chuckled, and didn't expose him, it's not for nothing that the tall handle slapped the sycophants, this kid was brought to the northwest by his father, and his intentions were clearly revealed, that is, the mixed military merit came.

It is no secret that Tubo is about to be included in the Great Song Dynasty, and the fragmented Tubo is eager to attach a powerful country, if it were not for the fact that the Great Song Dynasty was a little weak in the first few years, and Dali and Western Xia were isolated, countless Tubo tribes would have been submissive.

A hundred years of infighting and infighting are unbearable for individuals, not to mention the countless small tribes here.

Gao Shante came to rub the credit, but he did not dare to go to the front line, and it is said that he was carried down when he arrived on the plateau and became a laughing stock for a while.

This is most likely altitude sickness, and Gao Yanei may not be pretending.

Yang Lin knew that Gao Yu's energy was not small, and there was no need to compete with him on this, after all, Gao Yan had a good relationship with himself, and at most he was mixing his name in the credit book, and the big credit could not be divided.

Gao Shan's own heart is a little weak, after all, this time to ambush Tubo is Yang Lin's main business, Shaozai is the most protective of shortcomings, and he comes to mix the military merits, although it will not affect the merits of Han Shizhong and Liu Zhongwu, but it can be regarded as taking advantage of them.

So as soon as he heard that Yang Lin's honor guard had come to the Hehuang area, Gao Shanshan immediately led people to greet him, and greeted him directly from Xiazhou to Hezhou.

With a worried high handle, he deliberately tested the meat words, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yang Lin could still make such a joke with himself.

The two of them were chatting, Lu Qian came out of the town, his face was ugly, and said, "Shaozai, something is wrong, this town is empty, and there is no one." ”

Gao Shant didn't care, and said with a smile: "The small people in the northwest countryside have never seen the world, and they feel the heroism of Shaozai, and they are afraid that they will hide at home and dare not go out." ”

"Less fucking bullshit, go in and have a look." Yang Lin waved his hand, and the elite soldiers of the Long Live Battalion entered the city, and one of them collected his nose and said, "Shaozai, the smell of blood is so strong." ”

"It's evil, there's really no one...", Gao Shant said with a frown.

There are not many people in the town, but the streets are quite tidy, and the doors of every house are wide open, but they are all empty, and they don't hear the sound of chickens and dogs, which is indescribably weird.

In this deathly silence, not only Yang Lin and the others, but even the mounts under the crotch of the Long Live Camp were also restlessly lightly tipped on the horse's hooves.

Lu Qian said in a deep voice: "Shaozai, it's better for us to go to the Hezhou Mansion in front of us first, and then send someone to investigate." ”

He was thinking about Yang Lin's safety, but Yang Lin didn't believe in this evil, raised his eyebrows and said: "What are you afraid of, Lao Tzu's soldiers are strong and strong, and their spirit is close to the red sun, who dares to make a mistake, search for me!" ”

The people of the Long Live Camp immediately flashed into each house and searched carefully, while Yang Lin took Lu Qian, Lu Wang, and Gao Shan's party to the largest courtyard in the town.

This family should be the gentry level of the town, at least it is also a rich family, the fence is much larger than the yard enclosed by the fence of other houses, the three in and three out is already a large house in the northwest, the furnishings in the house are also clean and neat, there is an oil lamp on the table in the inner courtyard that has run out of oil, the cups and plates on the table are in disarray, and the food left in the plate has rotted and deteriorated.

Gao Shanjiao stepped forward to take a look and scolded: "Thief bird, why is there a strangeness everywhere, which makes his senior master panic in his heart." Shaozai, or let's go. ”

Yang Lin had a cold face and stepped in, and suddenly a small wooden horse attracted his attention.

A small wooden horse made of wood was covered with a dusty mat, apparently made for the children of the family.

"Blood..."Yang Lin coldly spat out a word.

The crowd gathered around, only to find that the left side of the Trojan's face was covered with blackened blood, and it was obvious that it had been many days.

The originally lovely horse face, because of this blood stain, looks very weird and terrifying from the side.

Gao Shan's entire body was eager to stick to Lu Qian's body, causing the latter to be helpless for a while.

"Shaozai, here's... Come and see. Lu Wang's voice came from outside, Yang Lin walked out of the inner hall, only to see a group of guards from the Banzai camp standing silently in the bedroom of the inner courtyard.

What is the scene that can make these men lick blood with knives look like this?

Yang Lin pushed aside the crowd, came in to take a look, and suddenly his scalp was numb.

The bodies of dozens of men, old and young, were hung from a large locust tree near the wall in the courtyard. Their wrists and ankles were tied up and hung from a large locust tree, and the rotting flesh on their wrists was indefatigable.

And the courtyard was full of the corpses of women who were disheveled or unclothed, and it was clear that there was a group of wicked people, in front of the male owners of the house, who had raped all the women and killed them.

After a while, the rest of the people also rushed over, as was the case in almost every house, and the houses were turned over, and all the goods were looted.

"Send someone to gather the civil and military officials of Hezhou, come to this town to see me, and you can bury this family." Yang Lin took a few steps forward and emphasized, "Bury deeper." ”

The crowd whispered.

The guards of the Banzai battalion, wrapped their mouths and noses with towels and dug a large pit in the courtyard and buried all the corpses in it.

Yang Lin looked at the newly erected tomb, his heart was very blocked, but he didn't know what to say, only to see Gao Shan's bloody wooden horse moved to the side of the tomb.

With a sigh, Yang Lin led people to the outside of the town, and now it is very easy to produce plagues here, and it is not a place to stay for a long time.

The house was empty, and on the mound of dirt in the backyard, only a bloody wooden horse swayed back and forth in the wind.

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