Chapter 111 Long-term Planning

"100 dead today, 100 killed tomorrow, 100 more the day after tomorrow, I'll go crazy if I continue like this."

A large row of sackclothed corpses were placed in front of Yun Lang, and Yun Lang felt that his heart ached like a pinprick.

Bandaged like a mummy, Zhao Ponu returned to the surrendered city, moved the bed to the tent where the battle dead robes were placed, and refused to leave anything.

Among the robes who died in battle, the soldiers under his command were the most......

"It's all my fault...... Actually lost! ”

"I fought a foolish battle when I was confused......"

Zhao Ponu was talking to himself, while beating his chest hard, seeing that the bandaged wound began to bleed again, he was stopped by Yun Lang.

"Don't beat yourself to death, otherwise, the Huns will have another record added to the merit book."

"Ah Lang, you can't go on like this, you can't go on like this, you are the smartest of us, think of a way, the soldiers died too easily, too easily......"

"What can I do, unless we can be strong enough to ignore the Huns and defeat the Huns head-on with an upright army.

But these Huns are not stupid, they basically don't give us the opportunity to fight head-on.

Every battle with the Huns was an encounter, a surprise battle, and what was required was a quick victory.

At this time, our powerful weapons basically have no room to play, so naturally we can only exchange human lives.

Unless ......"

"Unless what?" Zhao Ponu grabbed Yun Lang and asked.

Yun Lang shook his head helplessly, broke free from Zhao Ponu's hand, and went to the outside of the tent, saying anything in this place was a blasphemy against these dead soldiers.

The Surrendered City was revitalized, but there was no smile on everyone's face, even the slaves who had resumed building the road were listless.

Those Qiang people who were rescued from the battlefield by Yun Lang, because no one cared about them in the past few days, some died, and some even if they were alive, they only had one breath left.

Shegu is still alive...... It's just filthy.

After being washed clean by the Qiang woman, it was sent to Yun Lang.

Looking at the ghost-like eyes of Xie Gu, Yun Lang said softly: "The Qiang people have killed more than 7,600 people in battle, so are you satisfied?" ”

Xie Gu's deep-set eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he opened his mouth and said, "You killed them all." ”

Yun Lang shook his head and said, "We killed some, the Huns killed some, and then it became like this." ”

"The Qiang people are too weak......"

"It's not that the Qiang people are too weak, but that you are too stupid, and it is difficult to be small under the two majors, this truth is known in the big Han, even women, but you don't know.

After this incident, if you want to restore the Qiang people to their previous population number, it is simply impossible without fifty years.

The Han people wanted to deal with the Huns, but they didn't want to deal with you, but you took the initiative to participate in the war, and took the initiative to accept the drive of the Huns, and came to surrender the city and send them to death.

Many years ago, the form of war changed a lot, and it is no longer possible to win a war with courage and hatred alone, especially when the opponent's armor is sharp, and forcing the battle is the current result. ”

Xie Gu looked at Yun Lang and said, "What are you doing with me?" If you want to kill me anyway, don't humiliate me anymore. ”

Yun Lang shook his head with a smile and said, "I don't plan to kill you, on the contrary, I will give you an ox cart, you drive the ox cart to your camp to see how the rest of the women and children will spend the years to come." ”

"Do you want me to show you the way to catch those women and children?"

Yun Lang smiled, pointed to the Qiang slaves who were working outside the window, and said, "Looking for someone to lead the way?" The most important thing is that as long as I pay a little food, there will be countless Qiang people to show us the way, even if they are asked to dig up the tombs of your ancestors, they will not hesitate to take us there.

There are already too many people who have died, and if they die again, there should be no living people on this grassland. ”

"Would you be so merciful?"

Yun Lang shook his head and said: "Originally, no, since I heard that the Hun Hun Evil King died, his subordinates captured more than 2,000 of your Qiang women and children to be martyred for the Hun Evil King, and I began to pity you." ”

"It can't be! The Evil King promised us that he would return the city to us, and we were fighting for him, and he would not do this to us...... You say that the evil king died in battle? ”

Xie Gu suddenly became excited, and climbed the wooden cage with one hand and shook it continuously.

"That's right, anyone who is an enemy of the Han Dynasty will inevitably die after all, the military minister is dead, King Zuo Xian is now dancing to my emperor, what is the death of another evil king, let's go, go to the grassland and have a look, those women and children are without the protection of the samurai, God knows what kind of disaster is going through.

Don't forget that the Di people did a very smart job this time, they didn't help the Huns fight, although there were also a little losses, but they were not as miserable as you Qiang people. ”

"Give me a horse!"

Yun Lang laughed loudly, pressed one hand on Xie Gu's head and said: "A few days ago, your request was just to give me a bowl of water, today it will become a horse for me, I believe that after you see the miserable situation of the women and children on the grassland, you will take them to the surrendered city, and beg me to take them in, whether it is you or them, they will willingly become slaves."

After all, the Han people are human beings, not beasts, they will not bury the living, they will not watch these women and children starve to death, and for noble reasons, we will not seize your women, under our rule, at least you will live, and you may live better than before. ”

"Please, give me a horse!"

Shegu roared hysterically, he was horrified by the scene Yun Lang depicted, not because of the viciousness of what Yun Lang said, but because every word Yun Lang said might become a reality!

Yun Lang was very generous, not only gave Xie Gu a horse, but also allowed him to choose two Qiang people who were slightly injured to leave with him, and at the same time, gave him an ox cart, which was full of food......

Huo Quzhi habitually sat on the steps of the arrow tower, watched Xie Gu leave, and saw Yun Lang leaning his head on the beam and not speaking, so he asked, "What do you want so many people to do?" ”

Yun Lang closed his eyes and said: "The defense system of the surrendered city is too poor, the city wall is not high enough, the city is not big enough, the moat is not deep enough, there are not enough trebuchets, the area in front of the city is too broad, and there is no depth in the whole city.

Whether it is military, economic, or even in status, it can be comparable to the Central Plains. ”

Huo Quzhi said in surprise: "Life is only a hundred years, what are you thinking about for so long?" ”

Yun Lang smiled awkwardly: "Maybe it's a habit......"

Huo Quzhi smiled: "If you like it, do it, no matter what it can become, in short, live up to this life."

Did you know? Zhao Ponu killed all the injured Huns, and he did it himself! ”

"Just kill a few Huns, what are you wondering about?"

Huo Quzhi shook his head and said: "Naturally, there is nothing strange about killing the Huns, that is, the Hun heads he likes to cut off are stacked up, which is very strange." ”

"Jingguan?"

"Yes, back then, the famous general Pan Dang of the Chu State defeated the Jin State, and the corpses of the soldiers who died in the Jin State were piled up into mounds, which was known as Jingguan in history."

"So what?"

Huo Quzhi looked at Yun Lang and said, "I think it's very majestic, and I decided to make a bigger one in the future." ”

Yun Lang pulled out his legs and left......

The more than 800 corpses of his own house are stacked together is also very spectacular, even if it is divided into more than a dozen piles, it is still indescribably spectacular, Yun Lang hates the statement of Jingguan.

The flames of the incineration of the soldiers' bodies burned for two whole days, and the remaining ashes, regardless of you and me, were packed into more than 800 small clay pots, none of which had an identity tag hanging on their necks......

This thing is only available in the cavalry lieutenant army, borrowed from Bai Shanshan's personal soldiers, and Yun Lang also sent someone to create this kind of identity card.

When people are alive, the identity card is a good thing to identify whether they are their own people, and after people die, Yun Lang hopes that their souls can be attached to it......