More than 1,000 party captives who were pulled out fell to the ground, and many soldiers stepped forward to check and slowly look at the corpses, so as not to slip through the net. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zheng Zhi motioned to Shi Jin to pull Mi Bao Zhennian to the front.

Then he said loudly: "This time you have no country and no home, even the emperor of the party has abandoned you like a shoe, if you want to live, you can only listen to my orders, and in the future, your children and grandchildren, learn my Chinese, write my Chinese characters, and be my Han." If there is anyone who does not want to, come out now, and tomorrow will enter the Song realm, and die here, and the soul is in the homeland! ”

The translator around him kept repeating Zheng Zhi's words loudly, and even beat his horse and shouted around the camp.

When the interpreter returned, Zheng Zhi shouted: "Very good, since no one wants to die here, then they have to be Song people." ”

There are still translators to pass on. Obviously, no one will really stand up for death at this time, even if there is hatred in their hearts, they can only be buried in their hearts. Those who are really reckless in seeking death will not live today.

Zheng Zhi pointed to the girl beside him and said: "This woman, the daughter of the patriarch of the party Xiang Mi, is plotting to assassinate the general today, and at this time, she will be beheaded in front of you, and then the latter will make trouble and slaughter the clan!" ”

Translation and retransmission.

But it was this party item Mi Zhen who didn't need to be translated, he had already understood Zheng Zhi's words, and was pressed to his knees by Shi Jin, slowly closing his eyes, and tears slid down his body.

The girl slowly raised her head, facing the sky and night, as if there was a kind of relief, and death was liberation.

A soldier with a simple knife in his hand approached.

Shi Jin slowly let go of his hands. The girl was still on her knees, her face facing the sky.

Jun Han Pu Dao was raised high and raised his eyes to look at Zheng Zhi.

Zheng Zhi also glanced at the girl's side, and then spoke: "From now on, you are all the people of the Great Song Dynasty, as long as you wait to be sent and do not rebel against you, in the future, your children and grandchildren will be like my people of the Great Song Dynasty, able to read, write, and be officials." ”

Zheng Zhi is still expressing his benevolence as the spokesperson of the Great Song Dynasty, but it is the words that are spoken. Whether the children and grandchildren of these party members can become officials or not is not decided by Zheng Zhizhi.

After Zheng Zhi finished speaking, he waited for the translator to pass the message, and after a while, Zheng Zhi looked at the military man holding the Pu knife and nodded.

The military man looked at the girl's head, and the simple knife in his hand was raised high.

"Stop, stop, let my sister go." A teenager rushed out of the crowd, and after only a few steps, he was crushed to the ground by several military men, shouting incessantly.

Zheng Zhi looked at the young man, although he hadn't seen him for a few months, he knew who this young man was, and waved his hand to signal the soldiers to let go of this young man.

The young man was uncontrollable, so he immediately got up from the ground, rushed to Zheng Zhi and knelt on the ground and said: "General, let my sister go, kill me if you want to kill me, I instructed him to assassinate you." ”

Zheng Zhi frowned, and asked, "You instructed it?" The party man has become like you now? It also depends on women to kill the enemy? ”

Zheng Zhi said the Song dialect, and the translation of this sentence will no longer be transmitted.

"Yes, it's me, it's me who instigated it, general, kill me, anyway, I have a male body, but I can't do a man's thing, you can kill me, let my sister go." The boy's tone was already crying, and for a few months after the tribe was attacked that day, he was dependent on his sister for his life, and at this time he had the desire to die for his sister.

It is also the young man who knows in his heart that he is not as good as this sister, and now there are only more than 2,000 people in the tribe, and the survival of the tribe in the future cannot be guaranteed by himself, and he only feels that his sister can.

"You should kill what you instructed, and your sister is a murderer, so she should be killed. Both of you and your brother and sister are going to die. Zheng Zhi replied.

When the soldier next to him heard Zheng Zhi's words, he stepped forward to tie up the young man.

"General, it's okay for me to die, my sister must live, General, how can you let go of my sister." The boy seems to have grown up a lot in an instant. Saying such words also shows a hint of male responsibility. It's just that there is a lack of courage like his sister in this responsibility.

"Want to live? If you don't die, how can you be afraid of 30,000 party members here? Where can there be a peaceful night after Ben Jiang? As soon as Zheng Zhi finished speaking, he turned his head and shouted to the soldiers: "Kill!" ”

The tied boy was carried forward a few steps by several soldiers, and then put it on the ground, and one person took the Pu knife and was about to be killed on the spot.

The young man's face was painful, his brows were furrowed, his heart was full of thoughts, and his mind was running rapidly, how to save his sister's life.

"General, general, as long as my sister is released, my Mi Bao clan will worship the general from now on." The boy shouted in a panic, and there was only one solution in his mind.

The girl Mi Bao was shocked when she heard this, and the party words in her mouth were angrily reprimanded.

Zheng Zhi waved his hand to stop the Pu Dao in Jun Han's hand, his face was gloomy, and he was also thinking about the young man's words in his heart.

The young man heard his sister scolding him, he couldn't stop crying, and he also replied a few words.

The translator hurriedly came to Zheng Zhi to pass the word, even if he didn't translate, Zheng Zhi could probably guess the conversation between the two. It's just that the girl scolded the boy for forgetting hatred and the like, and the boy was determined to save his sister's life.

"Can you call the shots? Will your people listen to you? Zheng Zhi asked the boy.

"General, I am the patriarch of the Mi Bao clan, and I can be the master." The boy hurriedly replied. No matter how good a woman is, this world is a world where men call the shots.

Zheng Zhi waved his hand, and several military men beside the young man untied their ties, and even the military man holding the Pu knife behind the girl also put away his sharp blade.

"Bring out all the Mi Bao clan!" Zheng Zhi already has a plan in his heart.

Recruited another soldier, Zheng Zhi whispered a few words.

The soldiers rushed to the place where more than a thousand corpses were lying in the distance, and the soldiers were still slowly searching for the living. The commander and the leading general whispered and conveyed Zheng Zhi's order to him.

The soldiers who inspected the corpses all put away their blades, bowed down and inspected them carefully, turning over the corpses one by one, just to turn them out.

The Mi Bao clan, two thousand women and children, and five hundred young and strong, are all in front of them.

The young man broke free and walked in front of his people, constantly speaking party language.

Zheng Zhi also listened to the translator's words.

After a while, more than 2,000 people slowly lowered their heads, and the young man's words were still fast, and he became more and more excited, and then he reprimanded angrily.

More than 2,000 meters, the heads of the captives were lowered.

As the boy continued to scold, some women still fell to their knees, and more women and children slowly fell to their knees.

The young man's arms kept waving in the air, and he was already crazy, and his verbal reprimand had reached the extreme.

Suddenly, the young man got up and walked towards a man, stretched out his hand to pull the man's collar, and the man looked at his patriarch with tears in his eyes, listened to the patriarch's scolding, and slowly knelt down with the patriarch's hands.

More young men then knelt down until two thousand women and children, five hundred young men, all fell to their knees.

The young man turned around and said to Zheng Zhi: "I can be the master, as long as you let my sister, General Zheng Zhi Zheng, become the master of my Mi Bao clan from now on." ”

Zheng Zhi looked at the young man coldly, and did not answer, but stretched out his right hand and pointed to the ground in front of the young man.

The young man didn't know what Zheng Zhi meant, that is, he wanted himself, the patriarch of Mibao, to kneel on the ground.

The young man looked at the clansmen behind him, looked at his sister who was not far away, and his tears fell again, this kneeling is different from before, this kneeling down is surrender. The courage in the young man's heart that his sister thought was a little cowering was gone.

The boy slowly fell to his knees, as if he had learned a word, to endure the humiliation.

Whether it is really enduring humiliation, or surrendering to the butcher's knife. The phrase is also an excuse for the teenager to kneel.

The soldiers who inspected the corpses from a distance really caught three blood-stained live wounds.

The three living mouths were brought to the young Mi Bao. A knife was also thrown on the ground.

Zheng Zhi's cold words had already spoken: "Kill one person, this matter will be over, and you and your sister can live." The Mi Bao clan can survive, and the food and water in the future will be the same as that of our western soldiers. ”

The boy slowly stretched out his hands to grab the hand knife on the ground.

As long as the bottom line of people's principles is broken, there will be no bottom line from now on. Human nature is the same, regardless of race.

The young man lowered his head and picked up the knife, but he didn't dare to raise his head, his face was full of ferocity, but there was also imperceptible helplessness and unbearability in the ferocity.

The young man with his head bowed was holding a sharp blade, not daring to look up at the face of the party in front of him. Just staring at the man's feet.

After a few steps, the knife had already stabbed the man in the abdomen, accompanied by screams and blood splattering.

The young man didn't dare to look more, so he drew his knife and turned his head to leave.

Zheng Zhi's expression was a little relaxed at this time, he gestured to the translator, and then spoke: "All the rice capture men, pick up the knives on the ground, and each of them step forward and stab them." ”

The words of the translator came out, and the young man Mi Bao also opened his mouth to command.

One by one, the men picked up the knives and slowly moved forward, and no one dared to look up.

One knife after another, three living mouths, they have long been dead, but the corpse is still being slashed by this knife and knife.

When everything was over, there was no more sparkle in the girl's eyes. The real soul is out of the shell, the walking dead.

2,500 meters captured, and transferred to another place to be guarded. Although it is still a detention. But there are countless good wines and good meats, which have been placed around everyone.

But no one touched it.

Only the young man Mi Bao picked up a piece of meat, handed it to his sister next to him, and said, "Sister, you eat, eat quickly." ”

The girl sat dumbfounded, and did not answer.

The young man's arm stopped in the air for a moment, then retracted it and said, "Sister, as long as you are here, my Mi Bao clan will rise one day." ”

The girl didn't seem to be able to hear, and didn't react at all. It seems that this girl knew in her heart just now, and after today's incident, it seems that she has saved Mi Bao. In fact, Mi Bao has perished.

In the face of this extinct Mi Bao, the girl's Mi Bao soul is gone, and the girl has no soul.

The young man seemed to think that he was right, picked up the mutton in his hand, took a big gulp and sent it to his mouth, and there was good wine, and when he took a sip, the spicy taste went straight to his mouth and nose.

Someone next to him slowly began to pick up the wine and meat.