Shangqiu camp, marshal camp

"How? Don't have any news from my brother yet? The original deputy marshal, the current commander, the third prince Wu Zheng, frowned deeply and asked the scout standing below. Half a month has passed since the end of that battle, and the traces left on the ground by the ghost-faced cavalry half a month ago, as well as the armor of the elder brother, have confirmed that this ghost-faced cavalry is the 2,000 cavalry led by the elder brother when he left the Shangqiu camp.

But since that great battle, this mysterious ghost-faced cavalry has disappeared, and no trace can be found. Except for Gongsun Yu, who had been following his brother, he could not find any information about his brother's whereabouts, which made Hal very anxious.

"When you have the strength, follow your heart, not be lost by the righteousness in front of you, be yourself, find yourself! Don't look for me, I'll come back when it's time to appear! ”

Gongsun Yu said this sentence with a puzzled face, which made Hal also feel very puzzled, including everyone who heard this sentence, they all felt very puzzled, no one knew why the general disappeared, where the two thousand cavalry went, and they didn't know what the words left by the general meant.

But the world never stops moving forward because of who is missing, the script is still ongoing, but this time the main line has quietly shifted from Wen Zhong's body to Howl's body.

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Of course, Hal knew about the rumors that had spread throughout Xijing, and even the entire army knew about it. But everyone who participated in this battle knew that it was His Royal Highness the Second Prince, the missing general, who planned everything and successfully killed the barbarian lord.

But the strange thing is that except for the lowest soldiers, any generals who have a little bit of say have kept silent very tacitly. Hal was annoyed and uneasy by everyone's unanimous silence. But he didn't have any way, according to the last military order passed down by his brother, he was now the commander of the entire army, and he needed to inquire about the aftermath after the war.

In addition to being puzzled by his brother's disappearance, Hal is also very confused about the imperial court. The war had long since ended, but it had never received an order from the imperial court. The remaining 120,000 troops, including the 310,000 captives of the captured barbarians, all stayed in the "not very big" place of the Shangqiu camp.

"Your Highness, we don't have enough food!" It was Gongsun Yu who came in to speak, and after a big battle, not only did this rare oil skin not break a piece, but even cut off the heads of two barbarian cavalrymen. Ever since he brought back the message, he could not find any trace of the general, so he has been following Hal all the time.

"Not enough again?" Waving his hand to rebuke the scouts who had come up to report, Halton felt a pain in his head. Shangqiu Dayying originally hoarded enough grain and grass for 300,000 soldiers for two months, intending to fight a protracted war with the barbarians. But who would have thought that the second prince and general would play so big, completely break up the barbarians in one night, and let the army have 310,000 prisoners to accommodate.

But when there are many people, there are many things to eat, drink, and sleep. The biggest difficulty is the problem of grain and grass. The serious overrun of grain and grass soon exhausted the grain and grass stored in the camp of Shangqiu, and even if Hal used the order of the marshal, he only mobilized some grain and grass from the cities in the rear to survive these days.

But the stable days have not passed for a few days, but the troublesome things have come one after another, and the bad news brought by Gongsun Yu has a feeling of making things worse.

"Your Highness, if this continues, sooner or later we will be dragged down by these captives!" Gongsun Yu said unconstructive words, as if he was putting more pressure on Hal.

Hal pressed his temple and nodded, "I know, you go out first!" ”

Until Hal was the only one left in the entire marshal's tent, Hal looked at the topographic map of the entire Shangqiu on the wall in a little confusion, and muttered to himself: "Brother... What would you do if you were here? ”

Unconsciously, I recalled the words that Gongsun Yu brought back in my mind, and then thought of the group of barbarian captives not far from the camp, and a fierce light suddenly flashed in my eyes...

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Following

The barbarian captives who were locked up were brought out in batches, and because there were not enough tools, the vast majority of the captives had to tie their hands with heavy ropes.

In the past few days, these barbarian captives have been severely restricted from food, and many captives have even fought against their own people for a little food. Many of the captives were so hungry that they had to walk crookedly. They didn't know what kind of punishment they would face, and they had only heard that many of their fellow clans who fell into the hands of the Central Plains eventually ended up being thrown into various forms of forced labor.

Those who are lucky can come out alive, and those who are unlucky die inside. None of these people wanted to die, but they had given up resistance at the most powerful time, and now they didn't even have a choice.

After walking eastward for most of the morning, the captives were soon taken to the upper reaches of the Wei River.

I saw a bearded man who looked like an officer come out and said loudly to the group of captives in the language of the barbarians: "Because of your invasion, Shangqiu has completely missed the cultivation period. Our commander is merciful, and now asks you to dig and expand the river for irrigation purposes.

Now, everyone goes to pick up the tools. The team that gets the job done the fastest can have enough to eat today, don't try to resist, everyone who resists will be shot to death! The people over there are your role models! ”

Looking in the direction pointed by the bearded man, he saw nearly two or three hundred corpses piled up in the distance, which were obviously the results of the people who had arrived here before and tried to resist.

These barbarian captives took the tools one by one and began to dig under the command of the soldiers of the Central Plains, but none of them thought that there were only so few people who resisted, so where did those fellow people who dug the river go...

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Near dusk, with the efforts of tens of thousands of people, a large river channel with a depth of five meters and a width of nearly twenty meters finally appeared on the plain. After the last basket of soil was transported out of the river, under the orders of the soldiers of the Central Plains, today's project was finally completed.

Almost after hearing the order to end, all the captives breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground. But it wasn't over, in order to prevent these barbarian captives with weapons in their hands from resisting in the night, the Central Plains soldiers standing above the river had to wait for these people to bring up the tools for digging the river through baskets.

By the time all the tools had been collected and counted, the moon was already high in the sky.

"Hey! Central Plains people! What about our food! A few barbarians under the pit finally recovered from their rest, and shouted loudly at the Central Plains soldiers standing above.

But the strange thing is that the Central Plains soldiers standing above the river are motionless. With the moonlight on his back, the barbarian captives lying at the bottom of the river couldn't see the faces of the Central Plains soldiers above the river at all, and the atmosphere suddenly began to become a little wrong, this... It's something that all barbarian soldiers can feel.

Still the same bearded man, he slowly walked to the edge of the river, also with the moonlight on his back to see his face clearly, but all the barbarian soldiers also realized that something was wrong. I saw that the bearded man waved his hand, and a group of soldiers suddenly appeared on the side, holding the tools in the hands of the barbarian captives not long ago, walked to the edge of Weishui, and dug up the soil that was only a wall away from Weishui!

"You... What do you want to do! ”

"Stop!"

"We're still down there!"

"Please... No! ”

"Bastard..."

Voices came from below, and until this moment, these barbarian captives finally knew what these Central Plains people were going to do, but it was already too late.

All the Central Plains soldiers lowered their heads, and they couldn't see the expressions on their faces at all in the moonlight, only the hands holding the weapons in their hands, and the gradually whitening fingers had said everything, along with... It's the sound of the choppy water below and the desperate cries for help from people before they die...

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