As the sun sets, the Xianbei camp has long been emptied by the Han army, and there is no corpse of Hu people, the air is filled with a strong smell of blood, and the blood stains on the black soil are particularly delicate and bloody under the sunset, if it is not for the blood stains and no one to wipe them dry, I am afraid no one can see that there has just been a bloody battle here.

Fu Quan led 2,000 people to the gate of the Xianbei camp first, and Guan Yu, Han Dang and others immediately went out to greet them.

"I've seen the Ming Mansion!" Everyone saluted together.

"Hmm", Fu Quan replied with his head bowed, and was about to say something, but when he turned his head and saw Shi A behind Guan Yu, he was shocked: "Daling! Thou art a man and thou art a ghost......"

Shi A hurriedly saluted and said: "Don't be shocked in the Ming Mansion, Ah has a big life, and he survived by luck." Later, Shi Ah told Fuquan what he had encountered in the past few days, which made Fuquan feel at ease.

"It's good that Daling has nothing to do, Han Sheng is recuperating from his injuries in Zhao Liaoxi at this time, and he has not yet arrived, if he knows that you are fine, he will be overjoyed." Fuquan smiled. Huang Zhong and Gongsun Zhan were injured a lot, so they did not follow Guan Yu and them to pursue the Xianbei rout, and stayed in the camp to rest after the battle. And Zhao Bao was scattered after the war and fled Xianbei soldiers, so he needed to sit in the battalion and command all parts to scatter and kill, after all, if the Hu people fled back to the outside of the Saiwai, then it would be fine, but if they were scattered in the nearby villages, it would be a great disaster.

After some politeness, Fu Quan observed the Xianbei camp accompanied by everyone, which was nothing more than to report the results of the attack on the Xianbei camp, how many enemies were killed, how many prisoners were captured, and how many were captured......

Walking to the back camp, suddenly there were women crying in several tents, crying heartbreakingly, making Fu Quan puzzled, so he asked: "Why are there women in the Xianbei military camp?" ”

Guan Yu said: "The tent is full of Han women, and they are taken captive by Xianbei. ”

Fuquan was stunned for a moment, and secretly said how could he forget this stubble, Xianbei people don't bring military prostitutes, there are women in the Huren barracks, where can they be women besides the Han women they robbed?

The cry in his ears was so terrible that he couldn't let go of it, so Fuquan turned around and went to a tent, and when he entered, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. I saw that the tent was full of disheveled women, some even naked, most of them had empty eyes, lifeless, and the same was true of other tents, and even in one tent, there were many naked corpses, and those corpses were full of scars, and the expressions of the deceased were distorted, and when they saw it, they knew that they must have suffered great torture and pain before they died. The scenes in the tent, when others saw it, were full of misery, which made the seeers sad.

Later, there were soldiers who said that nearly 100 boys were imprisoned in the Xianbei back tent, young and young, all of whom were driven by the Hu people to be slaves, do some miscellaneous work, and only give two meals of porridge and water a day, all of which were clear to the bottom, but those who did not obey were beaten and scolded by the Xianbei soldiers at will, and everyone was scarred and whipped, and there were countless whip marks, which was also miserable.

Fuquan heard it, a sense of grief and indignation gushed out in his heart, the Hu people have been the natural enemies of China since ancient times, the East Hu of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Xiongnu of the late Qin and early Han Dynasties, the Xianbei of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and even the later Wuhu Chaohua, and so on, every rising grassland nation, they will invade the people of China, the unyielding ones kill them, the subdued ones are slaves, the promiscuous and the women are full of evil, and the crimes are numerous, and the Han people owe all kinds of blood debts.

"How many captives are in the Xianbei camp?" Fu Quan asked with a gloomy face.

Guan Yu looked at the officials in the army beside him, who were nearly middle-aged, and saluted: "Back to the Ming Mansion, there are 327 prisoners in the camp, except for two Han Chinese, the rest are Xianbei people. ”

"Han Chinese?"

"Yes, one person is an exiled Confucian student, with a Xizhou accent, but he is killed without saying where he came from, and the other person is a captured Han medicine craftsman, who was taken captive three years ago when Xianbei Kou merged with the state."

Fu Quan nodded and said, "In this way, one person is a traitor, and the other is a forced thief." The Confucian scholar was imprisoned with the Hu people, and as for the doctor, he carefully inquired about the past, and if he did not insult the Han people, he would be given a 'pass', given him money, and let him return to his hometown. At this time, the word "traitor" in the battle of Fuquan had already spread, and everyone was no longer surprised.

"No."

After the little officer saluted and left, Fu Quan immediately turned around and asked the soldiers behind him, "When will the prisoners in the big camp arrive?" ”

"Back to the Ming Mansion, about an hour." The soldier replied.

Fu Quan glanced at the sky, it was still early before dark, so he said to Han Dang: "There are many corpses in the field in several wars, and if they are not treated, they can cause plague." Righteous father! ”

"The last general!" Han Dangdao.

"Lead a group of soldiers to guard the prisoners, and make them dig a pit outside the camp, it needs to be big and deep, the bigger the better, the deeper the better."

"No!"

Han Dang did not hesitate, and led the men and horses to leave. The same is true of the people behind Fu Quan, they don't know what Fu Quan is thinking at this time, if they know, they will be shocked.

At night, the cold wind struck, sneezing Fuquan, who had just come out of the camp, tightened the big coat on his armor, looked around, the wind gradually tightened, and there was a terrifying terror in the faint air, revealing a bloody atmosphere under the moonlight.

Fu Quan was followed by a group of soldiers, and soon the group was outside the camp, where the heads were kneeling under the light of torches. In addition to the prisoners in the original Xianbei camp, there were also the prisoners sent later by the Han and Xianbei decisive battles, about 2,000 people, and they did not dare to act rashly at this moment, because they were surrounded by Han troops with swords and spears, and there were also rows of crossbowmen standing in the distance.

Guan Yu's face flickered and stood in the center of the Han army, seeing Fu Quanlai hurriedly stepped forward to salute, but in fact, he was absent-minded, he kept thinking about what Fu Quan said in the camp tent in the afternoon, and he still couldn't believe that this young relative wanted to do this.

Some of the Hu captives had the courage to glance around, but they quickly buried them, for they saw in the distance that the Han army was hauling the corpses in wagons to the pit. The clothes of the corpses made it easy for them to distinguish who they were, and it seemed that what the Han people said was true, just to bury the corpses, and there were no other ominous things, and they didn't want to let themselves become the corpses dragged on the carriage, so they could only kneel honestly.

The cold night was long, there was not much sound around, only the sound of the Han army dragging the corpse, and the air seemed to reveal a killing intent.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Fu Quan nodded to Guan Yu, Guan Yu understood, walked up to the Xianbei prisoner, and shouted: "Get all together, go and help transport the corpse!" Beside him, there was a Han Chinese who spoke Xianbei as an interpreter and shouted to the Xianbei captives.

The Xianbei people looked left and right at what they were doing, and when they saw that the Han troops around them were looking at them with fierce eyes, some people had begun to mumble and be scared in their hearts, and some people who knew Chinese had the courage to ask a Han army commander on the side: "What does your army want to do?" ”

However, there was obviously no response to his question, and the Han army just watched coldly, and the weak-hearted Xianbei people walked to the big pit that had been buried like obedient lambs in front of the bright sword.

Thousands of corpses had been poured from the carriage in the pit at this time, and it looked particularly terrible in the dark night, and the timid Xianbei people trembled with fright when they saw it, while more people had already found out that something was wrong, and the crowd suddenly panicked, but it was too late at this moment.

In the gloomy night, a cruel shout came: "Kill! ”

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Da 氅: also known as 氅衣, refers to the coat