When the sun rose again, Xianyang returned to the hands of the Chu army. But this time Xianyang is no longer the same Xianyang as before, but a crematorium. With the determination to burn all the jade, the unburned Lu domain was also ignited by the ink man, and the entire city became a sea of fire. Fortunately, most of the common people and craftsmen in the city used to go out to eat.

Xianyang City is eighty miles away, there are countless houses and halls, and this fire will burn for more than ten days. Xiong Jing looked at the burning Xianyang City, and naturally thought of Yiyi, which was also such a fire back then. The difference is that Yiyi is the city of Chu, and Xianyang is the capital of Qin.

Xiong Jing looked at the fire and pondered, and the crying of the miqian running in the distance was heartbreaking, she would shout Fusu for a while, and Brother Wang for a while, and the appearance of the cloak was very pitiful. The fire in the city was so big that people couldn't rush into it at all, and every time the scout horse burst in, the mount stopped running back as soon as it encountered the heat, and it couldn't be controlled. In this case, it is impossible for there to be living people in the city, and Fusu seems to be more than lucky.

Xiong Jing didn't quite believe that Fusu was dead. Although there are the corpses of the ministers and Chengdan at the city gate and the head of the city, he doesn't believe it if Yan Wuyi also stayed in the city and was burned to death by the fire. There are idealists in the Mohists, but how many idealists are there in the Mohists now?

"Newspaper-" The scout cavalry rushed to the south of the city, and Xiong Jing looked forward to it. "Dare to tell the king: the boulders of the canal in the south of the city are destroyed, and the ink man should escape from the waterway."

"Aqueduct?!" A cadre was dumbfounded. The aqueduct was a sewer, which was originally plugged with a large stone carved into a hole so that water could come out and prevent people from entering and leaving the city. Those boulders looked indestructible, and they had been fixed there since the city was built, but they were still pried open.

"Quickly search the ...... within fifty miles" Xiong Jing was about to order the cavalry to pursue, when another news came, ordering the rider to hold half a wooden oar and offer it, which was something floating in the canal. Obviously, the Mo family rowed a small boat last night.

Xiong Jing took the half-cut wooden oar that Ling Qi had served, gestured twice and handed it to Zhuang Wudi, and asked, "What should I do?" ”

"There is nothing to be done." Zhuang Wudi's answer was the same as before. "Six canals, the most 1,000 people who escaped from the ink, if there is a boat, you can go down a hundred miles in one night, and our army is not in touch."

Ling Qi reported that the Mo family had moved away the boulder in the sewer, and Zhuang Wudi used the broken wooden oar as evidence to think that the Mo family had fled by boat, Xiong Jing did not doubt it, after all, the Mo family's ability was not inferior to that of Yingdu. This is also in line with his previous judgment, Yan Wuyi and the others will never stay in Xianyang City and be burned to death, and the dead are all small minions and cannon fodder.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law...... "Lady Silk" is still crying, and Shang Wu can't persuade him at all. The ink has fled, Fusu is not dead, Fusu is not dead! ”

Xiong Jing said several times before he raised his head and looked at him like a poor child. "Really?" She wiped away tears.

"Exactly." Xiong Jing took back the broken oar in Zhuang Wudi's hand, "With the oar as proof, they have escaped from Xianyang." ”

Mi Qian hesitated for a few seconds before holding the broken oar in her arms, and her crying was a little quieter, no longer as hysterical as before. Xiong Jing looked at her a little helplessly, and she didn't know what the outcome of things would be like this, and Fusu would end up in the future.

At this time, he had no time to think about supporting Su, and the Qin army led by Li Xin had arrived at the gap in Fangcheng yesterday, approaching Wuyang of Wei, and Wuyang was Shangcai to the east. Pulling out Shangcai is tantamount to occupying the upper reaches of Rushui and threatening the Chu realm. What the Chu army has to do now is to return to reinforcements quickly, if the two divisions of the Ao clan have been drawn last night, more divisions will be drawn today. Only the return of the whole army to Nanyang could force Li Xin to withdraw from Shangcai County.

The evacuation of Guanzhong is inevitable, but more than 300,000 prisoners of war still need to be disposed of before evacuation. After a night of discussion, the resolution that came from Yingdu was Zhuang Wudi's clever idea yesterday: cut off their left toes. The order was carried out from the morning, and the Qin pawn, who had to hear that he was going to cut off his left toe, was relieved at first. Many of them were worried that they would be killed by the pit, and when they heard that their left toe was cut off, they knew that their lives were saved. But just like that, I lost my left foot, and I will never be perfect again, and some people will cry bitterly.

In the midst of their cries, the Xueliang guillotine was officially opened, and the Qin army soldiers in the queue stretched out into the distance, the guillotines were lined up, and the left foot reached into the guillotine, and the left foot fell to the ground in the screams of the descendants. He used the sackcloth of the soldier himself to stop the bleeding, and after finishing the sack, who had no left foot, he limped to the exit of the barracks with the short wooden coffin that was dispensed.

This is a sturdy Qin pawn, some of the thin ones fainted on the spot when they saw the broken feet piled up like a hill, and some of the guillotines who trembled all over their bodies also fainted. The former was stunned, and the latter was thrown directly at the gate of the camp - those who performed the beheading of the left toe, including the person who opened the guillotine, were all soldiers of the Qin army, and the Chu army did not do such unnutritious things. Only a few warriors with some spearmen stood by the guillotine to prevent the rebellion.

This is obviously overthinking. Qin pawns are desperate on the battlefield, that is to grab people's heads, once they do not enter the mode of grabbing merit, they are 'afraid of the division and obey'. They lined up in a neat queue and honestly were tortured under the guillotine; The broken feet couldn't be piled up, so Yushi asked them to take their broken feet away, so they took them away honestly, and bowed to Yushi when they left. The body is skinned, and the parents who receive it can take away their own broken feet, which is of course kindness.

Using linen to stop bleeding and multiple bacteria, doctor Yin Yanli suggested switching to a red-hot iron, which can not only stop bleeding, but also prevent wound infection. The soldiers who didn't know this reason thought that the Jing people had temporarily added another extra burning, but no one resisted, and they were honestly branded with a soldering iron, so they staggered out of the Chu camp with their broken feet and wooden stalks.

In the afternoon, Xiong Jing, who learned of Xiang Yan's defeat and urgently returned to Weinan to discuss matters, had not yet arrived at the barracks, when he saw the Qin army soldiers holding his left foot along the way, and when he entered the camp, he saw an incomparably spectacular scene: more than 100 guillotines were lined up, and the width occupied four miles. There was a long queue in front of each guillotine, and the honesty and obedience of the Qin people made his heart flutter - he recalled the old images of another humiliating history, stabbed by the 38th Army, and lined up one by one to jump into the pit and be buried alive.

Numb, obedient, jumping forward knowing that it was death, and for fear that he would fall behind, it was no different from the Qin pawn who was now lining up and honestly sticking his foot into the guillotine. He let out a long breath, suppressed the surging blood and asked weakly, "Is there resistance?" ”

"The king asked, is there any resistance?" Chang Jiang asked Xiong Jing's question to the Chu army who was supervising the execution from afar.

"Dare to tell the king: the Qin people are obedient, and there is no opponent." Xiong Jing was a mile away, and the scholars who approached answered loudly, and it was difficult to hide their pride and pride in their words. As the victors, the deference of the Qin people was satisfying.

"The King?" Xiong Jing was stunned, and the shogunate was waiting for Xiong Jing to discuss everything after Xiang Yan's defeat, and Zhuang Wudi had to shout.

"Nothing." The bear, who did not look back, rode his horse and ran to the shogunate. The car and guards behind him followed closely and drove past the neat execution ground.

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End of this volume.