"The head is off, the head is off!"

With a shout, the prisoner of Chen Jun who was carrying the corpse bent down, picked up a fallen human head with a bitter face, and put it on a rattan stretcher, cooperating with the corpse. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Under the watchful eye of Zhou Bing, the captives divided into several teams to clean up the battlefield, transported the bodies of their comrades to the ship berthed by the dock, endured the pungent smell of blood, and poured the corpses into the cabin like stacking goods.

The cabin was a nightmarish scene, with countless corpses piled up like freshly killed chickens and ducks, and the dead and the dead stared at the living, staring at the living with lifeless eyes, enough to make the faint of heart tremble.

A nightmare, of course, the Great War had just ended, but many of the captives had not yet woken up from the nightmare.

A few hours ago, these fallen comrades were still lining up with themselves to receive the reward, and after receiving the heavy copper coins and cloth, they happily calculated how to use them in the future.

After repelling the Beiyu, some people plan to add a few winter clothes to the family, some plan to let the family have a good meal, some plan to repair the dilapidated house at home, and some plan to save money and find a matchmaker to tell them about their relatives.

When the northern captives attacked, everyone cheered each other up, pulled the rope and raised the sails together, rowed together, fought hard to kill the enemy together, threw themselves into the water and fled back to Sangluzhou, and watched the Zhou army warships rush to the beach in horror in the water village, and watched the Zhou soldiers in iron armor rush up...

The comrades who got along day and night have now turned into cold corpses, some of them have lost half of their heads, some have been hit by arrows in their eyes, some have a big hole in their chest, and the bloody wounds look extremely dazzling.

The strong impact made many of the prisoners who carried the corpses unbearable, and their legs fell to the ground with weak legs and vomited, and some people had vomited many times, even vomiting yellow bile water.

As a soldier, he should not be afraid of corpses, but some of the Chen army prisoners were requisitioned civilians, who had not received good training, had not killed anyone, and would be nervous when they saw blood.

If they saw the enemy army being killed, many people trembled when they saw their comrades lying in the cabin day and night.

Fear, fear, all kinds of negative emotions welled up in their hearts, and with the Zhou soldiers surrounding them, they didn't know if they would become the new 'member' in the cabin next.

Someone sobbed in a low voice, and a Zhou soldier stepped forward and asked with concern, "What?" Can't stand it? ”

"No, no, no, military master, the little one can survive, survive."

"The yellow bile water is vomiting out, I think you are pitiful, so let's do it, you don't have to carry the corpse, stay and be a man, you don't have to go back."

"Huh? No, no, no, the small ones can carry it, the small ones can carry it! ”

"Then hurry up! Lao Tzu is still waiting to eat after he is done! ”

The captives did not dare to rub their heads, endured the feeling of nausea, and continued to carry the corpses, as the surviving Chen soldiers on Sanglu Island, they were arranged by the Zhou army to do this kind of thing after identity screening, and when the 'loading' was completed, they could sail away.

After the battle, how to deal with the corpses of the dead on both sides is a big problem, if it is on land, the enemy dead will generally be exposed to the wilderness, let the beasts eat, if the commander has a little mercy, will dig a big pit and bury the corpse.

On the water, the dead will inevitably fall into the water and become food for the fish and turtles, and the commander with a little mercy will bury the corpse in a large pit dug on the land.

The Zhou army had already captured Sanglu Island, but it was impossible to dig a pit on the island to bury the corpses, so the commander 'One-legged Bronze Man' showed mercy and asked some Chen army captives to load the bodies of the Chen army's dead on the ship, and then allowed them to leave together by boat.

Many of the captives wept with joy when they were able to escape from the one-legged bronze men who were 'addicted to eating human flesh', and although it was true that carrying corpses made people feel sick and had nightmares at night, no one dared to linger.

The sound of clanging came from the Zhou army to organize craftsmen to rebuild the Sangluozhou Water Village, the original Chen Jun's camp had been burned beyond recognition by the fire, and now there are brand new wooden houses and tents standing above the ruins, which is only an hour after the fall of Sangluozhou.

Attacking on the same day, capturing on the same day, and rebuilding on the same day, this is the same as Cai Shan a few days ago, the determination of the Zhou army made the prisoners feel terrified: it seems that the mouth is more than lucky!

Thinking of this, they even felt a little lucky, if the one-legged bronze man captured Huangkou, I am afraid that he would not let people leave with the corpses in a boat, and then the captured people would go to Huangzhou to work as coolies, when would the hard days end?

After loading the ship easily, the captives waited anxiously for the fall, they were afraid that the Zhou army would rebel, and after throwing the knives on the boat one by one, they let the big ship full of corpses float down the river.

With a "bang", Zhou Bing put the wooden barrels in front of them, and the timid ones were so frightened that they sat on the ground with weak legs.

"Do what you do! What are you doing with a sad face one or two! Do you think Lao Tzu will go back on his word? ”

A Zhou soldier sneered, looked at the silent Chen soldier prisoner in front of him, and lifted the cloth covering the wooden barrel: "Na, drift back all the way, I don't know when I will be able to eat, you can eat these cooking cakes yourself, cushion your stomach." ”

"Two for one person! No one eats much, hurry up and eat well on the road! ”

The tired, hungry and frightened Chen Bing captives were stunned when they heard this, and then stepped forward to take out the cooking cakes from the bucket, walked to the side and devoured them, Zhou Jun was so considerate, which surprised them very much.

"Huh?" A Chen soldier prisoner stopped chewing, looked carefully at the half-bitten cookcake, and found that there was actually a filling inside.

Stripes of crimson flesh looked like something, and when he thought about it, he only felt his stomach churn, and then vomited.

"Ouch! You plague-stricken rammer! What is there to vomit, I can't eat enough stuffed pancakes, what do you spit out! ”

"Gross!"

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"Gross!"

Liu Wenjing was holding a bowl of pig brain soup, frowning and listening to the movement next to him, and when a clerk was drinking pig brain soup, he thought of something he had just seen, so he couldn't help but vomit.

'Doesn't it look a little bit like a human brain, right?' ’

Being able to eat cooking cakes with warm pork brain soup was a rare benefit, but the colleague vomited next to him, and he had already drunk half of the soup, Liu Wenjing couldn't drink it anymore, packed up the tableware, and walked out of the tent to breathe.

There are many pigs in Huangzhou, so all kinds of food in the army are indispensable to the things on the pigs, Liu Wenjing originally did not eat pig offal, especially the so-called 'brain tonic' pig brain soup, but after living in Xiyang for a long time, he got used to it.

As a subordinate official of the King of Xiyang, he naturally followed the King of Xiyang wherever he went, and presided over the transfer of military quarters in Cai Shan, and he handed over the affairs as soon as the army moved, and continued to be busy in this Sangluozhou, still going to the continent just after the end of the war, and then seeing all kinds of 'liver and brain'.

It's very exciting, it's very exciting, seeing human blood and human brains, Liu Wenjing doesn't feel any discomfort, military life is like this, if he is afraid, then he won't come.

As the sun sets, looking at the south bank of Huangkou City, Liu Wenjing is full of expectations, the Zhou army won the water battle and broke the Chen Guoshui army, and the next offensive target is Huangkou, I don't know how long the other party can last?

The attack on the same day was decided on the same day, and the occupation was occupied on the same day, and the two vicious battles in a row were like this, and the limit of the Huangzhou Army was far from reaching!

"Liu Ji Room, Liu Ji Room!"

A military official came and beckoned Liu Wenjing to go to the Chinese military tent to listen to the order, and now several marching commanders are gathered here, thinking that it is a major military discussion, in addition to the marching marshal adjutantant, someone also needs to make a record here in the palace.

Hurried to the Zhongjun tent, and when he was about to approach, he suddenly saw a person in the tent running out, and began to vomit with a "vomit" sound in the corner next to him, Liu Wenjing only glanced at it, and did not dare to look again.

Cui Changshi? How could it be like this?

In front of the guards outside the tent, Liu Wenjing slowly walked into the big tent, and the first thing he saw was a few soldiers who were sorting out the wooden boxes, the wooden boxes were open, and the bloody human heads inside were shocking.

This is the head of the enemy general who was beheaded, and after verifying the body, he was ready to put it in a wooden box filled with quicklime for 'proper storage', one of the heads was missing half, and the red and white things were very conspicuous, and Liu Wenjing happened to see it clearly.

In a trance, he recalled the pig brain soup he had just drunk, the pig brain in the bowl was floating and heavy, somewhat similar to the human brain in front of him, recalling the taste of the pig brain, Liu Wenjing only felt a twitch in his stomach.

I finally held back the nausea, and sat down in front of the bookcase under the guidance of the military officials, the marshal of the march of Lingnan Road, Wang Yuwenwen of Xiyang, was holding a saber and pointing on a map, while several marching directors were watching carefully.

"The generals and the soldiers of the navy are really playing with their lives today, and they fought bloodily to gnaw down Sangluozhou, and then there is the mouth of the south bank, if you can't take it, everyone can only fish in Sangluozhou!"

"Strike while the iron is hot, have a good rest tonight, and attack Huangkou early tomorrow morning!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of "bang bang bang" sounded on the top of the tent, it seemed that there were raindrops falling on the tent, and some generals turned out of the tent and came back after a while to report: "King, it's raining!" ”