The clansmen left behind in the Red Tree Department probably never dreamed of it.

They look forward day and night, full of anticipation.

The warriors who did not wait for them returned with the looted Yongren goods, laughing and reloading.

What they were waiting for was a cold butcher's knife from the Yongren, and endless wails and desperate cries that resounded throughout the Red Tree.

But in a sense, this can be regarded as seeking benevolence.

After all, how can there be thieves eating meat in this world, and there is no reason for thieves to be beaten?

When you come out to mix, you always have to pay it back.

It's just that when some soldiers almost couldn't control their lower bodies, Han Shao still couldn't help but stop them.

When a smear of blood splashed the soldier's face, looking at the corpse of the barbarian girl who was constantly twitching on the ground, Han Shao said coldly.

"Calmed down?"

The soldier who was stared at by Han Shao with such cold eyes for the first time pursed his lips and gritted his teeth.

"They can, why can't we?"

Han Shao said categorically.

"They're beasts! It's a brute! You too? ”

In the stunned silence of the soldier, Han Shao emphasized again.

"It's okay to kill! Insult is not good! This is a military order! ”

The military order is like a mountain!

Violators, behead!

This is an iron law engraved in the bones of every military soldier!

Hearing Han Shao's cold words, the soldier finally clenched his fists and took his life.

"Whoa!"

Seeing the figure of the soldier rushing out with a knife, ready to use killing to extinguish the evil fire in his heart, Han Shao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Han Shao, who has turned over countless history books in the other world, knows far more clearly than most people in this world that some openings cannot be opened!

Some things get off to a bad start.

When the hearts of the people are broken, the morale of the army is also broken.

After all, a bunch of completely sunken beasts, where can we talk about military discipline?

And if there is no restraint of military discipline, no matter how elite the army is, it will quickly corrode and degenerate, and finally be completely swept into the garbage heap of history!

Therefore, Han Shao could allow and even condone them to kill to vent their hatred and anger in their hearts.

But a shackle must be put on their hearts.

This layer of shackles is the last bottom line of being a human being!

……

Near the moment before dark, the sun came out.

This made the sky, which was already about to darken, struggle to shine a little brighter.

The sunset reflects the sky.

It's dazzlingly red, it's dazzlingly red.

Dayong belongs to the fire virtue, so the Yong people are still red.

The white yurt room is infected with red blood, decorating a touch of red that makes Yongren feel festive.

It also makes the word 'deficit' of the Red Tree Department worthy of its name.

It's a pity that the people of the Chishu tribe who were originally in it are all asleep at the moment.

His demeanor was serene and dragged out of the yurt community by the soldiers in black armor.

Then it was piled up in the most conspicuous place in the red tree department.

Because Sima said that he would continue to build a Jingguan here as a gift in return to these northern neighbors.

By the way, it is also used to comfort the souls of tens of thousands of Zhenliao soldiers.

It's just that what makes them feel awkward is that the little brute dog who dragged the corpse with them actually behaved harder than them.

even told them in a serious manner how to drag the corpse as the fastest and most labor-saving.

Originally, they didn't care about it, but after trying it, they found that it was indeed the case!

Damn it!

Do you teach you this on weekdays?

Wait a minute!

Some soldiers suddenly reacted, and the corpses they were dragging at this time may be among the relatives and elders of this little barbarian dog.

Thinking of this, many soldiers suddenly felt a chill behind their backs, and a few wisps of creepiness were born in their hearts.

'This clan is indeed a wolf-hearted! Inhuman! ’

Facing the strange gazes of these Yongren around him, Taiji scratched his head shyly and said embarrassedly.

"I was born thin and weak since I was a child, and my strength is smaller than others, so I can only blindly figure out some stupid ways to save effort, and I laughed."

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

At present, since this little barbarian dog has been taken into slavery by Sima, the soldiers have to forcibly suppress their murderous intentions.

He glanced at him coldly, but didn't answer.

Taiji's face remained the same, but he still accompanied everyone with a smile and worked harder and harder.

Until the last moment, he personally placed the head of the patriarch's old thing on the top of the Jingguan.

Then, under the strange gaze of everyone, he dragged Turan's body next to the patriarch.

Only then did he smile with satisfaction.

"Turan, it's high here, you can see it far."

"There is also the patriarch grandfather next to you."

"You see, how good I am to you."

"When Abba and they come back, you must tell me Abba for me, I miss him very much."

"You're going to help me, right?"

Taiji thoughtfully posed for Turan as he muttered to himself.

"By the way, I won't be embarrassed in the future......"

"The owner asked me to be a dog, the smartest, the most ferocious, the most biting dog."

"I will live, I will live for a long time, and then I will take a good look at the world for you!"

"Be grateful to me, Turan, my good Anda ......"

……

Twilight is falling.

When the last rays of sunlight are dragged below the horizon.

The night completely covered the entire grassland.

The lively Akashubu lit a bonfire that would only be lit on festivals in the past.

Figures laughed around the campfire.

They drank and sang loudly, thoroughly enjoying the rare, perhaps even last, relaxation.

No one in this world is stupid.

From the moment they followed Sima to turn north, everyone actually knew that this road was very likely to be a dead end of no return.

A narrow escape?

Hehe, it's right to die and have no life!

But so what?

There are so many people killed in this battle!

There are too many dead robes!

It is not worse than the remnants of their army of 300 men.

Since Sima is not afraid, neither is the eldest lady's daughter of the Gongsun family!

They're still afraid of a ball!

Suddenly, a soldier suddenly sang the quaint poem before Sima.

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are with the Son! Wang Yuxingshi! Fix my spear! Enmity with the Son! ”

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are ...... with your son?"

The hoarse tone of the vicissitudes of life was a little unpleasant and harsh, but the robes around him were unaware.

Soon there was a roar.

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you ...... with your son?"

The impassioned tone made Han Shao, who flew back, slightly stunned.

"Where have you been?"

Listening to the cold tone that was already familiar to his ears, Han Shao chuckled lightly and responded.

"I gave some wine and meat to the brothers who didn't harvest at night."

"They bear the lives of their brothers, and they must not let them be wronged."

Han Shao's words inadvertently drifted to the ears of a certain soldier present, and immediately made the soldier's heart warm.

After some passing, all the soldiers looked at Han Shao and raised their glasses and roared.

"Congratulations to Sima Ren!"

Han Shaowan smiled and raised his glass in response.

And just as he was finishing drinking the wine, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Sima escorted the brothers all the way to fight! Brothers, remember the grace of Sima! ”

"Let a certain family dance for Sima He today!"

The moment the words fell, Han Shao Huoran raised his head.

Because the man who spoke was the one who pulled him out of the pile of dead men in the first place!

……