The child's warm and thick blood sprinkled on Qian Mingguang's face, which had already twisted into a ball of fear.

Looking at the blood flowing above the child's neck, Qian Mingguang completely collapsed.

"Ahh The heart-rending scream sounded, Qian Mingguang threw away the ring knife in his hand like crazy, and kept wiping the blood on his hands with the corners of his clothes, but no matter how he wiped it, the blood seemed to be solidified on his hands, in his eyes, his hands were covered with thick blood, every time he wiped off a trace of blood, more blood gushed out, and his hand seemed to become a bloody bloody hand.

Sinner, he is a heinous sinner, who will never give up his death, he killed the soldiers and killed a child who was only a few years old, how could this be, how could this be!

I didn't think I really didn't want to kill them!

A recruit first entered the battlefield, and while witnessing the tragic battlefield, he accidentally killed a Hun soldier who had laid down his arms, and not only that, but a child who was only more than five years old also died in the hands of this recruit.

He is a recruit, but also a child who has not grown up, and suddenly, all of this is like a Mount Tai directly on Qian Mingguang's body, crushing Qian Mingguang's fragments, and making Qian Mingguang feel painful.

And the things that hold him down are none other than sin that is difficult to face.

The first time he went to the battlefield, Qian Mingguang endured what ordinary recruits did not endure, that sense of guilt, that sense of collapse, made him unforgettable, Qian Mingguang couldn't forgive himself like this, and now he is about to go crazy.

Especially when Qian Mingguang saw the young child who died in his hands and didn't close his eyes until he died.

Qian Mingguang was even more frightened, sat on the ground and took a few steps back, the cold sweat on his forehead dripped down the child's blood from his chin one by one.

"Don't come here, don't come here, I didn't kill you, you bumped into it yourself, don't blame me, this has nothing to do with me, don't come here, don't come here!"

Qian Mingguang, whose face was covered with tears and blood, actually roared loudly at the child's corpse in this extreme collapse situation, obviously, he had hallucinated, the hallucination that the bloodied child was walking towards him step by step with a knife, and even that he was dead, dead in the child's soul, or died in his own hands.

"Kid!" A heart-rending scream sounded even more heart-rending than just now, and when the Hun woman saw that her five-year-old child was also dead in Qian Mingguang's hands, she cried bitterly.

Stumbling down next to her son's corpse, the Hun woman held the child's gradually cooling corpse and cried loudly, but Qian Mingguang was still sitting on the ground, roaring loudly with fear on her face at the corpse in the woman's arms.

"You, you damn it!" Qian Mingguang collapsed, this Hun woman is not like this, in one day, she lost two of her loved ones one after another, if Qian Mingguang is about to go crazy, then she is already crazy.

The Hun woman picked up the long knife that Qian Mingguang had thrown away, and rushed over to Qian Mingguang, who was sitting on the ground crying like crazy.

But she had just rushed to Qian Mingguang, who was crying, when several feather arrows came into the air, "Brush, brush." Sharp feathered arrows pierced the woman's chest, and with infinite remorse and anger, she fell in a pool of blood made of her own blood.

Because Qian Mingguang ran too fast before, Sun Ming was pulled behind, and when he arrived at the scene, he only saw a scene of a Hun woman slashing at Qian Mingguang with a knife, without any hesitation, he and his own soldiers behind him immediately opened their bows and arrows and shot the Hun woman to death.

The Hun woman died, she died in front of Qian Mingguang, looking at the woman's corpse, looking at the child's corpse, looking at the corpse of the Hun herdsman who was killed by himself, and the eyes of the family of three who also did not close, at this moment, Qian Mingguang, whose face was full of tears, hugged his head and howled in pain!

Sun Ming, who came over, looked at Qian Mingguang's appearance and was startled, thinking that he was injured, so he hurriedly got off his horse and ran to Qian Mingguang, who kept hammering his head, and said with concern: "Little fatty, are you okay?" ”

was suddenly grabbed by Sun Ming's shoulder, Qian Mingguang shouted like a frightened soul, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!" I didn't mean to, don't kill me, let me go, let me go! ”

Sun Ming didn't know what was going on, so he had to shake the crazy Qian Mingguang vigorously, "Little fatty, no one wants to kill you, wake up, it's me, I'm Sun Ming!" ”

Hearing the familiar call, Qian Mingguang came to his senses, his eyes were filled with fear, looking at Sun Ming, tears poured out of Qian Mingguang's eyes again.

"Brother Sun, I, I killed the person who put down my arms, I also killed a child, Brother Sun, what should I do, what should I do, don't come here, I didn't kill you, don't come here, go, go, I didn't mean to, I"

Extremely emotional, Qian Mingguang fainted.

Just now, Qian Mingguang was afraid that he hallucinated again, and this hallucination was probably the scene of the dead family of three walking towards him with a knife.

Qian Mingguang fainted, Sun Ming also understood what was happening, sighed lightly at the moment, and kept complaining in his heart about why he didn't follow Xiaopang, which caused such a disaster.

For a recruit, a recruit who has experienced this kind of thing when he first enters the battlefield, Xiaopang must have been hit hard, and he was scared when he killed someone for the first time, let alone like Qian Xiaopang

Alas, take your time, I believe that Chubby will definitely be able to come out of the shadows.

Since Huo Quzhi led the army to raid the Wudi tribe, two hours have passed, and in these two hours, the Hun cavalry and Xiongnu herdsmen who fled were all captured by the Han army, and only the leader of the Wudi tribe fled with people, but it doesn't matter, Huo Qubing estimates that he will not be able to see him soon.

In the Wulu tribe, the smell of blood caused by the corpses everywhere made the Han soldiers present who had been fighting for many years couldn't help but cover their noses.

Outside the tribe, more than 70,000 Xiongnu people, as well as Wulu people and Xiongnu soldiers, knelt on the ground, waiting for Huo Qubing to decide their fate.

10,000 Han troops surrounded them, and Huo Quai, who was standing on a war horse, silently looked at these people.

Zhao Ponu rode alone from the Wulu tribe, rode all the way to Huo Quai's side, and reported the results of the battle to Huo Quai.

"General, all the fleeing Hun people and Hun cavalry were recovered by several generals such as Fu Duo and Gao Buzhi, our army was wounded 81 people and killed 36 people in this battle, 215 Hun cavalry were injured and 1,248 people died, and the ordinary people were probably killed or wounded about 600."

"In addition, our army captured a total of 75,000 Wulu and Xiongnu people, as well as more than 1,400 Hun cavalry, and captured countless cattle and sheep, as well as countless bows and arrows."

After listening to Zhao Ponu's report, Huo Quzhi smiled and smiled heartily, "Well done!" ”

The battle loss ratio is almost one to twelve, such a hearty victory, how can Huo Qubing not be happy, Zhang Taishu carried his two blood-stained broadswords, drove away the soldiers in front of him, and came to Huo Quai's sick horse, admiring the five-body caster.

"Hahaha, General Huo, Lao Zhang, I haven't fought such a cool battle for many years, even under General Wei, Lao Zhang has never been so comfortable, General, Lao Zhang, I admire you now, no, no, Lao Zhang's life will be yours in the future."

Huo Quzhi glanced at Zhang Taishu deeply, and the corners of his mouth crossed a slight arc, "General Zhang praised it falsely, it was just a surprise battle, my uncle's battle of Dragon City back then was much more beautiful than everything I did today." ”

At this time, Li Tian, who was a little worried between his eyebrows, accompanied by Sun Ming and other personal soldiers, also came to Huo Quai's body, Li Tian lightly arched his hand and said: "General, the corpses of our army's soldiers killed in battle, the corpses of the Huns and the people have been collected, do you think it will be buried in the ground or?"

Huo Quzhi thought for a moment and said: "The corpses of the Huns will be handed over to these people, as for our people" Huo Quzhi lowered his head slightly, and in the next second, he suddenly raised it and said categorically: "I can't take them back to their hometown when I live, and I must not let them be buried in this foreign land after death, burn the bodies of those thirty-six brothers, put them in the altar, and hand them over to their families when they return to Chang'an the next day." ”

"The last general commands." Li Tian clenched his fists lightly, looked at the Huns beside him who were kneeling on the ground, nervous, and trembling, and asked, "General, what about these people?"

Huo Qubing knew what Li Tian asked himself again, and at that moment, Huo Qubing drove the war horse to the front of those people and soldiers, and said in a loud voice.

"All the Huns and the people, the general has said before, those who surrender will not be killed, since you have surrendered, then I Huo Qubing will definitely not break my word."

"Thank you for not killing the general!" Among the more than 70,000 captives, someone immediately took the lead in complimenting Huo Quai, and soon, almost everyone present began to thank Huo Qubing for his grace of not killing.

In the face of these compliments, Huo Qubing did not show any joyful expression, and continued, "I, Huo Quzhi, am not a murderer, and the Han is by no means a brutal country that slaughters ordinary people and surrenders troops at will, I, Huo Quzhi, let you go today, just to let you understand that this war is only a war between our Han and the Xiongnu nobles, and it has nothing to do with you ordinary people. ”

After the words fell, Huo Quzhi turned his head to look at Zhao Ponu, Zhang Taishu, Li Tian and others behind him, and said: "The army rests here for an hour, and after an hour, it will continue to advance along the valley with the general." ”

Li Tian asked, "General, did we send someone to report the results of this battle to Your Majesty?" ”

Huo Quzhi said lightly: "No need, when our class teacher returns to the court in the future, I will hand over the results of this trip to Your Majesty." ”

At this time, after Li Tian finished asking, Zhao Ponu drove the war horse to Huo Quai's side, and while looking at the 70,000 prisoners, he whispered: "General, we released these 70,000 prisoners, what if they report to the Huns?" It is better to kill them all, and leave no trouble. ”

Zhang Taishu agreed, "Yes, general, what if you let them go, what if you attract a large number of Hun enemy troops, it's better to do it once and for all." ”

Regarding Zhao Ponu and Zhang Taishu's words, Huo Quzhi smiled mysteriously.

"Even if the news is good, as long as we are fast enough, so fast that the messenger has not even arrived, we are thousands of miles away, and those Hun cavalry who have arrived will always be able to follow behind our butts!"