Zhang Ping has seen a lot of killings, but he has never seen such a battlefield full of death and despair. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He looked left and right tremblingly, and then walked to the camp with Ma Zhong's support.

When they abandoned the camp two months ago, Fan Jiang and Zhang Da once led people to clear out a road where they could take a big car.

Some grass seeds came from nowhere, giving the road a slight greenery.

Ma Zhong squatted down and glanced at it pityingly, autumn has arrived, and these immature lives have no future.

The moonlight is just right.

Zhang Ping walked through the three walls in a daze and entered the camp behind.

At the beginning, in order to create momentum, Ma Zhong destroyed the terrain behind him, and there were mounds and tunnels everywhere.

Although Zhang Ping didn't understand what it was, he had seen the heavily fortified military camp outside Zhongling City, and he was suspicious and felt that there was a big mystery.

Ma Zhong climbed the ladder to the simple lookout, but Zhang Ping hesitated for a moment and did not follow. At this time, the soldiers of the brigade also entered the third wall.

The soldiers selected by Wang Li were mainly composed of military judges and soldiers from the original Shanyue battalion, and most of them had experienced the bitter battle two months ago. They were not directly involved in the battle as an auxiliary unit, but as spectators, they felt more about the battle.

One by one, the soldiers searched for where they had been, and an indescribable feeling exuded in their hearts. Before, many of them were still full of hatred for the people in Captain Wumeng's battalion, but after such a drastic change, they gradually understood that those wanderers were just struggling to survive in this troubled world.

Seeing those soldiers who used to be high-spirited die one by one within the wall, and watching their wives and children cry and go into battle with weapons, the hearts of these people are full of depression that is difficult to vent.

Ma Zhong stood on the high lookout platform and looked at Zhang Ping below, "My lord, why don't you come up and take a look." ”

Zhang Ping gritted his teeth and climbed up the watchtower himself, he leaned on the railing and looked at the wretched corpses under the moonlight, silent.

"Two months ago, my prodigal army and I met Peng Cai, the most elite commander of Yuzhang in the thief army, here......"

Ma Zhong slowly told Zhang Ping about the past, from the sudden encounter to the cultivation of the village. Speaking of Li Yu, who is like a madman, it is difficult to resist, and talking about the Yuzhang thief who is not afraid of death and dances from the camp wall with a knife......

"In order to prevent the rebellion from sweeping Poyang County, I sent two battalions to suppress Shangrao and Jianping early, so only the Linzi Battalion and the Shanzi Battalion were left in the battalion. Zhang Junhou of the Linzi Battalion personally went to fight Li Yu, and the Baili Junhou of the Shanzi Battalion stood at the sandwich wall, leading people and outlaws who threw themselves down from the wall to exchange their lives for their lives. ”

Ma Zhong pointed to the first wall, and Bailichuan also looked over with a sigh.

The soldiers around were silent, listening to Ma Zhong's words.

"At that time, there were still a large number of recruits in these two battalions, and it was also the first time that the military judges went into battle! Wang Li is just a scribe, holding a long sword in his hand, and personally entering the sandwich wall to press the array. However, the disparity between the crowd and the overwhelming number of people still can't resist it after all. ”

When Ma Zhong said this, Zhang Ping was also shocked. He had some difficulty imagining what the prodigal army had to pay after so many soldiers had died, leaving so many corpses behind by the enemy after abandoning the second wall.

Rao had long known what had happened, and the soldiers were still holding their breath and listening quietly.

"I was standing there directing." Ma Zhong pointed to the watchtower, which was surrounded by countless corpses in the center, and only a section of the remains was burned.

"And the construction team is doing their best to build the third wall, and it will take time no matter what, no matter what." Ma Zhong said in a deep voice, his gaze slowly looking at the soldiers, "So, I ordered the women and children and the old and weak to enter the battlefield. ”

Ma Zhong's voice trembled a little when he first spoke, but then his tone slowly became firm.

"More than half of the women, children, and children of the more than 2,000 people in the Shanzi Battalion were killed or wounded in this battle."

Zhang Ping opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Then, we won." What Ma Zhong said was tasteless. That hellish fire was mentioned lightly by him, and he did not say a word about the tragic price of the Yuzhang thief.

Wang Li coughed lightly and interrupted Ma Zhong's words. Loudly added below, telling Zhang Ping about the great exploits of that battle.

Rao is that this battle has been a long time, and Zhang Ping still has no face to hear.

After finishing speaking, Wang said to Ma Zhong with a straight face, "My lord, this is not your own credit, but also the merits of those brothers and sisters who died in battle. ”

Ma Zhong waved his hand and asked Wang Li to retreat.

He looked at Zhang Ping's face and said seriously, "Didn't Gong Cao always want to know what Ma Zhong wanted to say?" These are what Ma Zhong wants to say, and this is what our prodigal army wants. ”

Zhang Ping didn't evade it at this time, his expression was grim, and he said very seriously, "I will definitely return to Sun Jiangdong truthfully and pay heavy attention to the dead soldiers." ”

Zhang Ping looked at Ma Zhong sincerely, but Ma Zhong's face was as cold as a lake in late autumn. Ma Zhong was silent and didn't say a word, and Zhang Ping was suddenly a little at a loss.

The soldiers below seemed to be infected with this atmosphere, and they all waited there silently.

Only the sound of the torch burning and peeling the autumn night stirred up.

Ma Zhong's rough voice roared in his throat, and he let out a loud shout that shook all the soldiers, "What Ma Zhong wants is to let these good men have a good end!" What Ma Zhong wants is to be able to avoid forcing those women and children to face bloody knives and axes! What Ma Zhong wants is to be able to look at every soldier who has died without shame! ”

"And we're the prodigals!" Ma Zhong's roar woke up the forest, and countless birds fluttered in the night, "I want a way to live!" ”

Ma Zhong looked at Zhang Ping, and his deep gaze seemed to see Zhang Ping's heart. Zhang Ping couldn't help but take a step back, while Ma Zhong had calmed down.

He said lightly, "But there is no way." I can't live anymore. Everywhere there were rebellious mountain barbarians, and everywhere there were displaced people. Now, those Yuzhang thieves are not even afraid of death, what they are afraid of is not that they will not die well, but that they will not live well. ”

Ma Zhong stood on the high watchtower and looked at Zhang Ping, "So I'm going to do something." Even if I, Ma Zhong, can't help Sun Jiangdong pacify the world, I hope to help him pacify Jiangdong. ”

Zhang Ping's feet stood firmly, and he nodded with a heavy face, "I already understand." ”

Ma Zhong turned his back to Zhang Ping, looking at the battlefield of corpses, letting the dancing fire and moonlight on his face be cloudy.

He grinned an ugly grin.

I finally moved you.

Ma Zhong's fists clenched tightly, and his nails pierced his palms.

The changing moonlight and the beating light of the fire intertwined on his face, flickering and dimming.