Wen Han looked around and saw many Han people in tattered clothes, with dim faces and listlessness, hiding in the surrounding tents. Then he pulled the reins of the cloud and clung to the reins, and stopped and shouted aloud.

"I am the Sima of the Han Army, Wen Han, Wen Bufan. Are there Han people here? If you are there, you will come out immediately! The Qianghu soldiers, horses, and men of this tribe were defeated and exterminated by our troops. Thou shalt not be afraid. Come out quickly! ”

Hearing Wen Han's apparent identity in Chinese, and seeing that this army was wearing a Han military uniform, some Han slaves finally came out. Everyone's face was full of disbelief, a little scared but some expectant to concentrate on Wen Han's surroundings. They stood for a long time, and saw that Wen Han was really true, he was really a Han general. There were many people who knelt down, covered their faces, and trembled and cried in low voices.

An old man with a white frost head kneeling and shouting at the sky.

"Heavens. Thou hast finally opened thy eyes! Dahan really hasn't forgotten these ordinary people and sent troops to save them! ”

After speaking, the old man kowtowed his head three times with a sincere face. Knocked his head full of blood, and then ran to Wen Han's side like crazy, the old man had a foul smell on his body, thinking that he hadn't taken a bath for a long time, and what he was wearing couldn't be said to be clothes, but should be strips of cloth. He came to Wen Han's side and grabbed Wen Han's hand, extremely excited.

"I am the lord of Linhe County, Zhang Ping. Twenty years ago, the Qianghu people captured Linhe and took away 30,000 Han people, and I was among them. Later, the soldiers and horses of the Han army came, and this evil Qianghu people were cunning! Take away the population, money, and food! did not dare to confront the Han army, and the Han army did not come to chase at that time. I have been a slave for twenty years. Twenty years, twenty years!

Thou shalt be the vanguard. What about the big troops? When will the big army arrive? Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill! Wait for the army to come and kill all the evil Qianghu people! Killed completely, rivers of blood, corpses everywhere! ”

This old man named Zhang Ping grabbed Wen Han's hand more and more vigorously, and Mu Ran's eyes were full of crazy killing intent. Wen Han didn't interrupt him, waiting for him to finish speaking. As the old man spoke, tears remained. He stepped aside again, shouting to himself like a madman.

"Twenty years. You can know how this Qianghu people treat our Han people. They deliberately did not use the iron chain, so that we escaped, in the prairie, the Hu people are extremely equestrian, once a Han escape, they regard it as a hunting game. Riding a horse chased after him, and when he caught it, he was killed. Han men were enslaved by them, and they were not as good as cattle and horses, but pigs and dogs were inferior. Han women are raped every day

If she conceives a child, she will be killed. Some of them are even sick, the Qianghu tribe has a habit of cannibalism, and from time to time they will hold cannibal feasts, do you know what this feast is like?

In the middle of a bonfire, there is a large cauldron on it, hanging Han women, and then next to it there will be a wooden platform made of wood, and those Qianghu people are raping yi

, while watching the Han women being steamed and roasted in the pot, each woman was almost raped by hundreds of Qianghu men

, and so that the whole tribe is raped

After that, they cut the rope and let these Han women fall into the pot, roast and eat later. Also, every time they hold it, they will tie Han men to the side to watch. And it must be Han men, shouting and crying, if they don't follow their words, they will be beaten and killed.

Hahaha. Do you know? I endured humiliation and burdens in this Qianghu territory, and lived in stealth for 20 years. Driven to different tribes, each tribe of the Qianghu tortured Han slaves in different ways. I have always seen it in my eyes, my heart is bleeding, my body and mind are tormented, and I am only forty years old, but I have a full head of gray hair. But I never chose to commit suicide, do you know why? I'm waiting for today, waiting for the Han soldiers and horses to come! ”

Zhang Ping was exhausted, all his strength was used to roar, his eyes were about to pop out, and there were several spurts of blood during the process. The surrounding Han slaves listened to Zhang Ping's words, felt empathy, and cried louder and louder. Wen Han, Guan Yu, Gao Shun and Hei Fengqi all had calm faces, and when they listened, the blood in their bodies boiled and they were screaming.

Wen Han squinted his eyes and didn't let the tears flow. As a Han Chinese, hearing that my compatriots have been treated inhumanly for twenty years, even the most tenacious man, I can't hold back my tears. Moreover, Wen Han didn't dare to tell Zhang Ping that the Han never thought of saving them, the slaves who were taken captive by the Qianghu people, and there would be no big army in Zhang Ping's mouth. Wen Han's team of less than 3,000 people is either a pioneer or a whole team!

The old man Qianghu and the woman holding the child on the side shrank in the corner, listening to Zhang Ping's words, her body trembled. At this time, their eyes were full of despair, and there was a trace of guilt. Because of the reversal of the situation, these Han slaves, at this moment, are no longer slaves. Originally, the thoughts of slaves, encounters, who had the heart to listen. They take it for granted and take it for granted. However, now these Qianghu people have a different identity, they are captives. Later, who knows if this Han will go crazy after listening to the words of these slaves and torture them to death!

After Zhang Ping finished speaking, he coughed up blood again. Years of slave life have drained his physical functions, and Zhang Ping also knows that if Wen Han's army comes over half a year later. Maybe he didn't want to see it. Wen Han looked unbearable, and just wanted to speak, persuading him not to move and pay attention to his body. But his mouth was open, but he didn't know how to pronounce it. Wen Han was indeed shocked by this cruel encounter.

Zhang Ping suddenly, he made a crazy gesture again, and he was actually digging his crotch. After fishing for a while, he took out a picture scroll, and the picture scroll was full of blood. He looked at the scroll for a long time, and after confirming it again, he laughed again, and from his wide open mouth, he could see that most of the teeth in it were missing. He walked up to Wen Han and handed it to Wen Han cautiously.

"This is the reason why I Zhang Ping endured humiliation and lived secretly for 20 years. This is a map of the territory of Qianghu. In the past 20 years of my slave life, I have traveled almost all over the territory of Qianghu.

If it weren't for this map, I would have chosen to kill myself, and I wouldn't have been humiliated. When marching and fighting, unfamiliar with the terrain, it is most likely to suffer. Although this radius of 100 miles is an endless grassland, Qianghu also has many territories, with steep terrain and high mountains and jungles. Once you get deeper, it's easy to get lost. If you have this map, you won't be afraid, in this Qianghu territory, Han soldiers and horses are everywhere. My Han general. Thou shalt take good care of it. ”

There was a foul smell from the picture scroll, but Wen Han didn't mind, nodded cautiously, and took it into his arms. Zhang Ping smiled at Wen Han, and then looked at Wen Han and the black wind behind him blankly for a long time.

"Can you give me a Han military uniform?"

Suddenly, Zhang Ping made a request. Wen Han didn't know what he wanted to do, but since he heard about Zhang Ping's experience, he deeply admired his greatness, and immediately asked a black wind rider to take off his military uniform and give it to Zhang Ping. The black wind rider was also very willing, not grinding at all, three or five times, took off his clothes, got off the horse, walked in front of Zhang Ping, and bowed to Zhang Ping respectfully and sincerely. His behavior resonated with many people, including Wen Han, Guan Yu, Gao Shun, all the Black Wind Riders, and those Han slaves, all of whom bowed deeply to Zhang Ping one after another.

Zhang Ping ignored them, held the Han military uniform with trembling hands, touched the 'Han' character on the military uniform, and then put it on in a hurry. When he finished wearing, he looked up at the sky and slowly closed his eyes again.

Syllable.

Zhang Ping fell. Wen Han, as well as a few Black Wind soldiers near Zhang Ping, hurriedly went to help. One of the Black Wind soldiers was the first to arrive, holding Zhang Ping's waist, and seeing that he didn't react, his face immediately changed greatly, and he put two fingers on his nose for a while. Both the Han and Qianghu people present looked over.

The Black Wind Soldier shook his head with a lonely face, indicating that Zhang Ping had passed away.

Wen Han closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and breathed heavily. Less than half a pillar of incense has been acquainted with this Zhang Ping, Wen Han has never said a word to him. But what happened to his life is profound and awe-inspiring. And the reason why Wen Han didn't talk to him was because he didn't dare, and he couldn't bear to deceive Zhang Ping in his heart. Afraid of opening a mouth, he will show his horse's feet, and Zhang Ping learned that in fact, the Han Dynasty did not send soldiers and horses to save these slaves.

After some time, Wen Han's mood calmed down. He opened his eyes and saw that many people were wiping their tears, including Guan Yu and Gao Shun, two nine-foot men.

"The whole army obeys orders. Immediately concentrate the Han people, and tie up these Qiang Hu old people, women, and children to drive them out of the tribe. Fellow citizens, I have given you two hours to settle your hatred. In addition, clean the arsenal of the tribe and replenish the arrows. There is also the slaughter of cattle and sheep from the tribe. We waited here for a day of rest, and the Han people waited for you to settle their hatred and come back to eat their stomachs, so they went back to Han in a group. Also, Lao Furu and the others took Zhang Zhubo's body, and after arriving at Linhe City, they found Xu Huang and Xu Gongming, the generals of Linhe Town. said that Wen Bufan ordered him to erect a martyr's monument for this master. ”

After Wen Han finished speaking, he turned around and left, and entered a tent. Under normal circumstances, regardless of race, he would never kill the elderly, women and children. Therefore, in what he said just now, he did not order Heifeng to ride to attack the old men, women and children of Qianghu, but to solve the problem for those Han people. Even so, Wen Han didn't want to see the scene of the brutal killing of the elderly, women and children.

Soon after Wen Han entered the tent, he heard the old men and women of Qiang Hu crying in Qiang language, and he knew that he must be extremely frightened when he heard his voice. Black Wind Rider ignored it, separated some people, and forcibly tied up these old men, women and children. Driven out of the tribe, the rest went to slaughter the tribe's cattle and sheep and to search for arrows in the arsenal.

The old men, women and children of Qianghu had been crying bitterly, and after being driven out by the Black Wind Rider, they immediately rushed to run. The Han people behind were enslaved and tortured by him for a long time, and Zhang Ping's death inspired the demons in their hearts, and they snatched weapons from the surrounding Qianghu corpses one by one, like mad dogs and hungry wolves, and chased after them.

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill them! Kill!!!! These Qianghu are demons in human skin! ”

"I'm going to stab you, bite you, kick you to death, don't go! I'm going to let you try it, it's like a brute! I'm going to cut off your flesh piece by piece!" ”

"Woooooooo Die! Die! Die! Die! ”

…….

After that, Guan Yu and Gao Shun couldn't bear to see the picture, and entered the tent that Wen Han had just entered. The two of them bowed their heads and sat there quietly.

The cries of the elderly, women and children are the most uncomfortable. For two hours, Wen Han kept his eyes closed, and did not open them until the voice disappeared. Silently stood up and walked out.