Chapter Ninety-Three: The Night
The sky was sinking in the west, and the clouds were red, and a breeze blew in the sultry city, carrying the smell of blood.
"I ...... Is that all that's the way to do it......"
The hand squeezed the halberd shaft tightly, and then stepped over a corpse, the mottled blood stains on the ground stretched inside, and there was already chaos around him, and the running figure was chased by someone, slashed to death, and fell not far away, and the indifferent eyes reflected a scene of Shura's hell, the people who resisted in this mansion had already died in the courtyard, or were searched out, and hacked to death.
The maids in the mansion were driven to the courtyard by the soldiers to gather, and their fate would be distributed or sold again, Lu Bu glanced at them, and walked straight into the living room in front of them, the servant Yuan Ji had fallen in a pool of blood, only Yuan Kui, the old man, was still sitting there with his waist straight, his eyes closed, and the surroundings were already controlled by the state soldiers.
The viscous plasma slid down the pillar, and the expressionless figure stood in front of the other party with a halberd, perhaps sensing that someone was coming, the old man opened his eyes and raised his head, gritted his teeth, and his white beard fluttered and trembled: "Lu Bu...... Today, you kill me all over the house, and in the future, the original and highway will avenge the whole family. β
"I know, just let them come."
Under the tall shadow, the voice was as low as a lion tiger, and as soon as his arm was raised, the painting halberd swung directly over, blood gushed from his shoulders, and his head with white hair fell to the ground with a thud, and the corpse fell to several cases. Lu Bu turned around and spoke: "Search again, the Taishi has an order to exterminate the clan." β
In the courtyard outside the main hall, the figure named Zhang Liao strode over, the Yuan Mansion has been controlled by the soldiers, all the Yuan surname, side branches, and even family members have mostly been killed, or captured and tied up and kneeling in the courtyard, occasionally one or two cries came from the female dependents, and they were also smashed by the soldiers wielding weapons, but there was no sound.
Next to the corpse, the child pursed his lips, not daring to cry, only tears kept flowing. Zhang Liao glanced at the scared child, and walked into the figure holding the halberd under the eaves: "Feng Xian......"
"I know what you're trying to say." Lu Bu walked down the steps, passed past the figure who came over, and took a deep breath: "......., I, Lu Bu, have never thought of attacking the opponent without pure iron, let alone wielding a butcher's knife at the old and weak women and children. The cloak was raised, and his steps stopped abruptly, and he turned to look back at the people who were following him, "...... Are there any options?! β
The voice was low, and Zhang Liao's heart was beating in shock, and when he turned his head to look at the young child in the bound and the female dependant of the Yuan Mansion, the tall and mighty figure opposite, "Hahahaha....ha... Wenyuan, I don't have a choice. He laughed and said, but his eyes were full of pathos.
Lu Bu turned around and waved his hand at the Bingzhou soldiers who were looking over densely: "Kill it......"
The crowd looked at the women and children in silence, drew their swords, swung them down, screamed in horror, hot blood splattered, figures fell, smaller people fell, blood spread and flowed from under the overlapping corpses, staining half of the courtyard red.
Zhang Liao closed his eyes in pain, and over there, Lu Bu began to walk towards the outside of the mansion, and when he met him, Li Suzheng came in from the outside and arched his hand: "Wen Hou, come and see ......."
glanced at him from the figure of the door out of the house, suddenly burst out, strode closer, waved his arm and smashed it with a fist, before Li Su finished speaking, the whole person flew out sideways, rolled down the steps, a mouth full of blood, and a few teeth lying quietly on the ground. The surrounding soldiers saw that it was Wen Hou who hurt people, but no one dared to step forward to ask, but just looked at the unlucky guy who was beaten away, and turned his gaze to other places.
"I've never wanted to kill you like I do today."
Lu Bu muttered in a low voice, turned over and rode away, without looking at the mansion behind him, the horse rushed onto the street, the wind blew past from his ears, and the pedestrians and merchants on the street hurriedly dodged the flying war horses, the fiery red figure was full of bloodshots, and no one dared to step forward to stop it.
The war horse did not go out of the city to the barracks, but went straight back to the house, the sky was getting dark, Yan was watching his daughter dance a lighter halberd in the courtyard, at this time saw the man come back, he stepped forward: "Husband, what's wrong?" β
Lu Bu got off the horse, handed over the reins to the next person, and walked into the house without saying a word, when his wife followed in, he was already sitting there, took a sip of wine, and smashed it on several cases, "The wolf is about to become a dog, and he really takes me Lu Bu as a house slaveββ" The last sound almost roared, and with a wave of his arm, he threw the wine and flew out.
Yan asked the maid to light the candle, then leaned over to pick up the rolling man, sat down next to the angry man, gently put the wine back on the table, and pressed Lu Bu's arm lightly, "The husband has depression in his heart, so he should naturally vent it, but when he gets outside, the husband should understand that the master is still his father-in-law." β
"I know ......" Lu Bu closed his eyes, then opened them again to look at his wife, his fingers curled into fists one by one: "Do things for him, it's just a matter of killing people, do you know that he actually asked me to train a group of women as guards, which is simply humiliating to me." β
The flickering firelight reflected the gritted teeth' face, and the woman sighed before she knew where the reason was, she knew her husband's temperament, and it was natural for her to be so angry, Yan poured the wine and handed it over, "...... Don't be angry, this world is vast, and there will always be a day when your husband will be dominant. β
"I don't know what time it is...... "The other side sighed and gulped down.
At this moment, Lu Qiling ran over and leaned against the door with a smile, "Daddy is drinking again, I'm going to the banquet later." β
"To a feast?" Yan smiled softly at the girl: "It's too early for Lingqi to lie to your father." β
"No lie!"
Lu Qiling puffed out her cheeks and pointed to the back: "Someone just came to invite Daddy to Situ Mansion for a drink, and Lingqi sent him away when she found out." β
"Situ Wang Yun?" Lu Bu put down the wine and frowned, but then he still got up, "For the husband, let's go over and take a look, last time I sent my daughter, what do you want to do this time." β
Yan got up and sent it to the door, covered his mouth and smiled: "It's probably the second daughter......"
"Hahaha......"
Lu Bu laughed, "Give it to me again this time, and you will accept it." β
"You dare." This time, Lu Lingqi raised her small fist, "...... Lingqi will beat her to death. β
The horse's hooves stepped over the tiles, away from the mother and daughter under the lanterns of the mansion behind us, and the streets that disappeared into the night, our vision rose to the city of tens of thousands of lights, and far to the east, the foothills with the mountains back, the sight of the clouds, through the fog, the speckled candles lit up in the villages on the hills.
On the highest cottage, the noisy sound continued, the rough man on the mountain was different from the banquet of the dignitaries, there was a banquet here, the torches and bonfires reflected the red sky, the people of the whole cottage boiled, the figures crowded each other holding a big bowl to drink, the woman holding the child in the corner and carefully eating cooked meat, the field of vision was full of liveliness, and even some people took off their robes and fought with others, attracting cheers from the surroundings, and there were enemies in the past who scolded and scolded with the strength of the wine, scolded and scolded, and hugged each other and called brothers.
Further inside, there were several large tables in the hall, full of people, some of them were old people in the cottage, the other part was some leaders, and the rest were a group of people from White Wolf Yuan such as Hua Xiong, Cao Chun, and Gao Sheng.
"Take advantage of the wine, you have the opportunity to ask for some things today, women, weapons, and houses, as long as my grandson has them."
On the first place, the voice was already a little drunk.
However, some people had the courage to get up: "Chief, I want an iron sword...... Like that Gentile man...... But it could be a little smaller......"
"Our Han Jian has hands, if you want to, find someone to fight you." Gongsun Zhi is satisfied with the other party.
Then a young man named Yan Rou stood up and arched his hand: "Chief, I want to train troops and lead a cavalry." β
The people around him stopped drinking, and the hall suddenly became quiet, and such a thing as leading troops alone is usually arranged by the superior himself, and it seems abrupt to take the initiative to apply like this.
"Okay." He nodded without thinking, "You want to avenge those old people, I haven't forgotten, let's kill them together after training the soldiers." β
After receiving the promise, Yan Rou puffed up her chest, took a deep breath and was about to give up her hand to thank her, when Hua Xiong next to the wine glass squeezed away, "Chief, don't forget me, I can be forcibly dragged from the Xiliang army by you......"
"And my old ......"
"Me ...... too"
"And me!"
The noisy and shouting sounds, the old brothers babbling and coaxing, hearing the excitement in the hall outside, the atmosphere of the banquet was pushed to a high level. The tide then fell, it was already late at night, and occasionally there were voices drinking and scolding, most of the people had already returned with their families, and only a small number of people were drunk and lay down on the spot and snored.
Gongsun Zhi looked at the night with the light of the torch, and the one-armed scholar beside him followed closely, "As soon as Cao Shi dies, Zhang Yan will definitely not be able to sit still...... What do we do next? β
The figure dressed in a big coat fell silent, and there was half a drunken look on his face.
"Let's talk about it, he'll take it."
It's almost dawn.