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More than 200 Han soldiers who had just arrived on the battlefield and did not even have a little blood on their bodies began to clean up the battlefield under the command of a Han military captain in his thirties, to put it bluntly, to find gold and silver treasures from the bodies of dead people.

A pair of big hands, turning over and over those bloodstained corpses, whether it was the alien army that died in the battle, or their siblings, this Han army did not let go, and there were some surprised laughter from time to time, it seemed that they had found a lot of things that satisfied them.

The Han military captain was short, with thin cheeks, ugly appearance, and a scar on his face, which made him look as hideous and terrifying as a ghost, and ordinary people would subconsciously frown when they saw him at the first sight, and then said silently in their hearts: "How can there be such an ugly person in the world!" ”

It would have been okay if the lieutenant had been ugly, but his eyes were deeply sunken, his face was pale, and he felt a little hollowed out by wine, like an alien.

I saw him standing in place, pinching his waist, pointing to the soldiers beside him and shouting: "Hurry up, hurry up, all the subordinates are neat, hey, what about you, what is there to turn over those poor barbarians, look for those Han people and officials, they must have good things on them." ”

At this time, two Han sergeants, holding seven or eight pieces of broken silver and some gold in their arms, came to their captain and said, "General, you see that there are a lot of valuable things on these dead people, this is a small filial piety to you." ”

The lieutenant grabbed the gold in the arms of the two soldiers with one hand, weighed the weight of the gold a few times in his hand, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and he unhurriedly put it into his arms, and then immediately turned his face, kicked at the soldier in front of him who nodded at him and scolded: "Mother, these things are not enough for Lao Tzu to stuff his teeth, hurry up, go find it for me, if you can't find three hundred taels of silver today, Lao Tzu will pick your skin alive." ”

The soldier who was beaten hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Yes, yes, the little one is ordered." ”

The lieutenant snorted, then turned around, looked around vigilantly, and when he found that no one paid attention to him, he hurriedly took out a few pieces of broken silver and gold from his arms, looking at these gold and silver, he couldn't close his mouth with joy, and bit them one by one, "Damn, this group of dead people is quite rich, not bad, it's not in vain." ”

"Show me the long knife in the dead man's hand." The lieutenant put away the gold and silver, pointed not far away, Gao Changgong's corpse and shouted.

When the soldiers heard the captain's words, they hurriedly picked up the long knife that Gao Changgong was holding in his hand from the ground, ran to the captain, and handed it to him respectfully.

The captain grabbed Gao Changgong's long knife, swung it a few times, and looked at the dragon pattern carved on the knife, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and in the end, it was needless to say that the long knife of King Lanling had become his personal belongings.

But this is not the end, the captain took the long knife and came to Gao Changgong's corpse, looking at the handsome face, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

In the next second, I saw him stomp on the handsome face of King Lanling with a fierce kick, and his big foot kept crushing hard, and his ugly appearance was twisted into a piece because of the unknown jealousy and anger.

"Damn, a little white face, pretty handsome, it's not a good thing at first glance, it was designated as a deserter, and then someone hacked to death with a knife, ahhhh

The spit fell on the handsome face of the King of Lanling.

"Go, take off his armor for me."

Hearing the captain's words, the soldier said in embarrassment: "General...... It's not good......."

There are a lot of things that this soldier is embarrassed to say, if the handsome man in front of him is a deserter, then all the dead people on this battlefield have become deserters?

Look at the wounds on his body, and then look at his blood-stained long knife, this general must have died in battle.

only sighed at his own school captain, because he was ugly, he was often criticized, and as a result, his psychology became more and more distorted.

For this pro-soldier, it seems that the captain still likes it, and he is short-tempered, he did not insult and beat the pro-soldier, but put on a smiling face and said: "What's wrong, isn't he already dead, don't use this armor in vain, go, take off his armor for me, this general will definitely look a hundred times better than him when he wears it!" ”

If Huang Xiaowei was present, he would definitely say silently.

"Just because you're a bastard, you're also worthy of wearing the armor of King Lanling!"

It's a pity that King Lanling was a hero in his life, fighting with tens of thousands of Mongolian iron horsemen head-on, and finally died in the siege, but less than a few hours after his death, he actually suffered this kind of treatment.

You have defended the dignity of our nation with the long knife in your hand, but in the end, what kind of garbage are you defending and protecting, a group of mongrels who can't let you sleep peacefully after you die.

The pro-soldiers are still very entangled, he really doesn't want to do this, the captain asked them to loot the money on the dead, so he won't say anything, but why don't he even let go of his own people, and now he actually has to take off the armor on a hero, and look at the captain's every move he made to the corpse of King Lanling before.

It's not an exaggeration to call it a whipping corpse, is this how we treat those heroes who die in battle?

Fortunately, at this time, the arrival of a person made the pro-soldiers not have to continue to struggle.

Huang Xiaowei led two war horses full of the corpses of his friends, and appeared in front of the lieutenant and the more than 200 Han soldiers, Huang Xiaowei didn't care about those soldiers, and he didn't care if they were making a fortune from the dead, after all, Xing Daorong had done this kind of thing before, but Xing Daorong was not shameless enough to make a fortune from his brother's corpse.

One of the biggest reasons may be that Huang Xiaowei has come all the way, seen more and got used to it.

The soldiers who finally arrived on the battlefield, whether it was the Han army, the Tang army, the Song army, the Ming army, almost many of them were doing what the soldiers of the Han army had just done, but most of them were not as shameless as the captain, they were just rummaging for money from people of different races, or sneaking, only a very small number of mongrels, like those Han troops, as long as it was money, as long as it was gold and silver, then those who came did not refuse.

After seeing too much, Huang Xiaowei is too lazy to care, because it makes no sense for him to manage it, he Huang Xiaowei can manage more than a dozen people, a hundred people, but can he manage thousands of people, tens of thousands of people?

It doesn't matter, these people probably won't last long anyway, and the gold and silver they have worked so hard to grab will eventually turn into a puff of smoke.

Huang Xiaowei led the war horse and continued to walk, when he walked to the captain, he was ugly and stared at Huang Xiaowei who was alone, looking at Huang Xiaowei's somewhat thin figure, the captain began to think secretly in his heart, and after thinking about it for less than a minute, he made a decision.

The next moment, I saw him with more than 20 soldiers blocking Huang Xiaowei's way.

"Hey, boy, if you know each other, hurry up and hand over the money on your body to Lao Tzu, otherwise the big knife in Lao Tzu's hand will not recognize people!" The captain arrogantly waved Gao Changgong's long knife and shouted at Huang Xiaowei.

Huang Xiaowei silently stared at the soldiers in front of him who were clean and clean, only caring about making money from the dead, and after being silent, he said, "Are you soldiers or bandits?" ”

The captain spat and said, "Where did you kid get so much nonsense, what's the matter, don't you eat and drink when you toast." ”

"Scum!" Huang Xiaowei gently spit out these words.

As soon as the captain heard the word scum, he couldn't help but be furious, and he was about to slash at Huang Xiaowei with a knife, but at this time, beside him, the former soldier quietly pulled the corner of his captain's clothes and persuaded: "General, I think forget it, maybe he didn't mean to offend you." ”

The captain listened to the words of his own soldier and withdrew the long knife in his hand, "Damn, bad luck, Lao Tzu will give my brother face today, get out of here." ”

Huang Xiaowei glanced at the captain lightly, and the personal soldier behind him, and led the horse to continue walking.

Scum, this kind of thing will be available no matter what nationality, so Huang Xiaowei didn't want to pay attention to them, but they didn't want to let Huang Xiaowei go, they just listened to the captain, looking at Huang Xiaowei's back, and said leisurely: "What I'm saying is that you can go, can your horse go?" ”

Huang Xiaowei paused.

The lieutenant simply waved his hand and said, "Brothers, give it to me, and see if those dead people on his horse have anything of value on them." ”

"Yes."

A muffled sound sounded behind Huang Xiaowei.

He turned his head to look behind him, only to see Xing Daorong's corpse was dragged off his horse by the dozen or so soldiers and smashed to the ground, three or four soldiers began to rummage on Xing Daorong's corpse, Huang Xiaowei looked at them with his own eyes, took out pieces of gold from Xing Daorong's arms, and then hurriedly sent them to the captain.

The lieutenant looked at the gold ingots in his hand, and was as happy as a flower, "Hurry up, keep going, don't let go of any of them, damn it's a big official." ”

Looking at the Han military captain and those soldiers, a trace of grief flashed in Huang Xiaowei's eyes, and he said softly: "Don't you even want to let go of a dead person?" ”

No one paid attention to him, and at this time, Yoyuki's body was also dragged to the ground by them.

Huang Xiaowei turned around, picked up two spears from the ground, and looked at those Han soldiers with a gloomy face, I, Huang Xiaowei, can't control the world, but it doesn't mean that I can't control you.

Huang Xiaowei was really angry, so the spear was in the air, flashing like a meteor in mid-air, and the silver iron spear head pierced the flesh, bringing out a trace of red blood.

"Uh......."

Everyone only saw that a streamer flashed, and the captain flew into the distance.

The lieutenant who insulted the king of Lanling was nailed to the ground by Huang Xiaowei, and the sharp tip of the spear pierced his throat, and he didn't understand what happened until he died, and the look of shock remained on his ugly face forever.

After killing the lieutenant with one shot, Huang Xiaowei looked at the soldier beside him who had not yet reacted, and turned around to leave.

Kill everyone? There's no need for that, just teach them a lesson.

But at this time, the loyal supporters of the lieutenant who was killed by Huang Xiaowei saw that their captain had been killed, and almost everyone surrounded him with knives and guns, staring at Huang Xiaowei with fierce eyes.

In the next second, they seemed intent on avenging the damned captain.

----------------------------------- the dividing line, continue to thank the Jie Addict brothers for their eight-yuan red envelope.