Chapter 449

When he heard the news, Lu Hangyu felt that these Qingzhou soldiers might have really been raised by Cao Cao to be an African chimpanzee.

Because the Yanzhou people are not even called "villages", they are just refugee camps that have been built with great difficulty under the ruins.

Compared with the Yanzhou people, her baggage camp has money, grain, cloth, and silk, and the Yingchuan families have also set up a camp surrounded by carriages a few miles away, which option is more fruitful than plundering those Yanzhou people.

What do they get out of there?

But when she chased after her with the soldiers, she found that in the eyes of the Qingzhou soldiers, the refugee camp was indeed worth grabbing.

Those homeless people have different backgrounds, and the things that Qingzhou soldiers can grab are also different.

Some can grab carts, grain, and cloth, some can grab mats, weeds, and salt, some can grab two dried fish, and some can grab half a piece of salted meat.

The poorest of the poor also planted a few greens and had a fig leaf to take off.

Of course, almost the vast majority of displaced people have brought their daughters with them, perhaps mothers, wives, or daughters.

It's even more worth grabbing.

In the eyes of the Qingzhou soldiers, it was indeed a target worth grabbing, but they didn't think about anything else.

When they discussed the matter, they had already been deprived of their weapons, and the soldiers of the baggage battalion, with crossbows in their hands, walked back and forth behind the gate, and they had no shields, much less armor, and could not eat crossbows;

So why don't you go and grab those Yingchuan people?

This proposal made them very excited, but those healthy servants wore long knives on their waists, and they didn't look like vegetarians;

Let's rob those Yanzhou people first, they still have many women there!

When Lu Xuanyu led a thousand armored soldiers and five hundred cavalry rushed to the village, someone immediately ran out in a panic.

The weather was getting colder, and her soldiers were wearing two layers of clothing.

But in this chaos, there are many white people.

She heard people screaming, people wailing, old women crawling on the ground, and people half covered in blood, hanging on a broken wall, not moving.

The newly grown greens in the fields were trampled to the ground.

Someone was still clothed, so he was able to carry a stick with dignity, and after staring at her fiercely for a moment, he looked terrified in front of the more and more soldiers behind her.

The sun rises high and illuminates everything below so brightly that nothing can be hidden, nothing can be hidden.

The white-flowered men gathered around their comrades and seemed to want to take up something to fight her, but there were no decent blades in the village, and they had to fight her with sticks, branches, knives, and even crockpots of varying lengths.

They had a look of madness on their faces, and so did their words.

Some people are begging for mercy, saying that they have not eaten for a long time, and that they are very hungry, so they have come here to beg for something to eat;

There were accusations that the soldiers who guarded them mistreated them, beat them so badly that they couldn't survive, so they ran out;

Some were ingratiating themselves, saying that if she could spare them, they would be willing to die for her;

Someone is pulling relations, confiding in the soldiers under her command about the friendship of Qingzhou people;

Of course, there are also people who are scolding, scolding her for being from Qingzhou, but they want to do it to these Yanzhou people;

The most insane of them were the white-flowered men, who could not find anything that could be disguised as a weapon, not even a fig leaf, so their faces were covered with tears and snot, and they hysterically showed her the last object they thought could be used as a weapon.

- She's a woman, and even if this thing doesn't scare her, it can humiliate her severely!

Sima Yi sighed softly behind her.

"Don't be angry with ...... general"

She didn't say anything.

The Qingzhou soldiers ran out, so there were Yanzhou people who ran out.

The fastest of them were the children, then the men, and then the old men, many of whom seemed to be out of the village, but hid in the fields and in the distant waters, and when they saw her soldiers and horses, they suddenly ran out.

There were also a small number of women, covered in mud, who followed the men, who should have run out in advance.

But most of the women trapped in the village did not escape, and could only hear screams and cries in the shacks and behind the broken walls.

Finally, one of them also ran out.

A Qingzhou soldier wanted to reach out to grab her, but her voice was so sharp and loud that the soldier who grabbed her hair bun somehow let go of her hand as soon as he trembled.

Lu Hangyu watched the disheveled girl run towards her.

"Give her a dress."

"Yes."

"As for the thieves who have rebelled," she said, reaching out and taking her bow from her back, "there will be no one left." ”

The sun moved a little westward from the mid-heavens, still shimmering, but the shadow was stretched a little.

This is not a war, Sima Yi thought, those Qingzhou soldiers with blades in their hands are no match for Lu Lian, and now with their bare hands, can they defeat her?

Some of them were scattering and fleeing, but were immediately shot by the cavalry on the periphery;

There are also those who want to resist a little, but they will be killed immediately by the armor soldiers who rush in;

Some people knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but most of them got only a knife;

There are also people who have found someone they know in this army, and when he cries out for help, and when he runs to the person of the same country, kindred, and perhaps even a neighbor, the person to whom he has placed his hope will often turn his head hesitantly and painfully in the direction of their general.

And his eyes will definitely meet her.

How strange, Sima Yi looked at the figure on the horse, and wondered in his heart, it was a stupid person who was so slow that she couldn't understand the words that twisted and twisted a little, and she could hardly communicate with the scholars, but she had such a keen intuition!

Whoever looks at her with a hesitant gaze will be shocked by her cold gaze!

Mounted on horseback and with bow and arrow, she walked in circles around the village, her arrows watching every soldier who wanted to get a way out, and every soldier who wanted mercy.

She walked in circles, shooting her enemies in circles, until all the sounds of the battlefield seemed to disappear, except for the never-ending sound of bows and arrows in the sky.

The sharp, piercing sound of breaking through the air grew denser and louder, gradually turning into an ominous sound like a blizzard, and gradually becoming more and more implicated in death.

Sima Yi originally wanted to persuade her to make an example and spare the others' lives.

Because if you kill the soldiers of this battalion, I am afraid that the other Qingzhou soldiers will feel sad about the death of rabbits and foxes, not to mention driving them later, and they will riot tonight.

And Lu Lian doesn't kill the pawns, especially these pawns who have a history with the people of Qingzhou - everyone thinks so, and so does Sima Yi.

If these soldiers were allowed to mutiny, they would have only a few thousand soldiers and horses, and no matter how they dealt with it, it would be a big trouble.

When she made up her mind, she seemed to become a different person, or even a different kind of "thing" that didn't look like a human being.

In the eyes of the man who bent the bow and shot the arrow, Sima Yi couldn't even see his anger.

The problem he had feared disappeared all at once.

Gradually, the sun tilted a little more to the west.

Now the soldiers can go back to the camp, but there is still some hard work to be done.

General Xiao Lu ordered that if the Yanzhou people were willing to help clean up the battlefield that could not be called a battlefield, they would each be given three liters of corn mixed with weeds.

The pay was not at all rich, but it still attracted the attention of the panicked people, who quickly got busy, the old man and the children packed up their belongings, and the men and women dug the pits and filled the earth and disposed of the corpses, as the officers had ordered.

They still had blood on their bodies, and their faces were bruised, and many of them had sat in their huts in trepidation, and could not hear or see the nobles' commands, but immediately a woman from the neighbourhood came in, and clothed her with a garment, and took her out to receive the work:

It was indeed very painful for the people to go through these rebellions—but when they worked, they gave out food! That's food!

What's more important than staying alive?!

After dealing with a messy battlefield, when it was getting late, they did cry like this, smelling the aroma of corn and stuffing the food into their mouths viciously.

When Lu Hangyu returned to the camp with the soldiers, she ordered the soldiers to light torches and make sure that the camp was well lit.

The scolding minions, who threatened that if she had not spared the lives of those who had fled, they would no longer serve her lost their voices for a moment when they saw her.

Soldiers stuck their heads in wooden stakes erected outside the camp.

Nearly a thousand heads were densely packed, and each one looked at them in the firelight, terrified and hideous.

Lu Hangyu thought they must blow up the camp.

She was ready for them to bomb the camp, set up the crossbows, and prepared the cavalry, just waiting for them to be executed as quickly as one of these Qingzhou soldiers raised his arms and the others crashed into the fence like a tide.

She hadn't slept much of her own, and had slipped in the night to observe them.

But the results were unexpected.

The rest of the pawns were terrified, but they didn't act crazy, and they didn't take any risks.

They didn't have tents, so dozens of people were huddled in a shack.

Some people are crying, some people are sullen, some people are whispering something.

Someone suddenly remembered his hometown, so he scolded another group of Qingzhou soldiers.

How can they have a home to go back to? How come they have someone waiting for them at home?

However, even if there is no one in the family, even if they are not individuals, they still want to go home.

"Alas, even if you die, it's nothing, after so many years, we haven't seen anything?" The Qingzhou soldier said, "But if only I could die in my hometown." ”

Chapter 450

It was late at night, and from time to time patrolling soldiers walked by.

They walked in a group, with a few people carrying torches in their hands, interspersed in the procession.

Wherever they went, the eyes of the crossbowmen on the towers followed.

Therefore, as long as they heard the slow and rhythmic footsteps coming from far and near, these Qingzhou soldiers would immediately shut their mouths.

They were captives, and they were not allowed to go out and about after dark, and if they did, they would be shot.

But there is also a certain soldier of a certain battalion who is not a believer, and he may just be a little dazed and want to go out to relieve himself; It may also be that you want to find the soldiers next door to talk and distract; But it cannot be ruled out that he had bad intentions, or took advantage of the dark night to secretly go out and want to make a connection in the camp.

He was actually halfway there, and he took care to hide in the shadows as he ran out, and waited a long time, until the patrolling soldiers had already passed in front of him, and did not notice him, and then he trotted back to his shack.

But just as he was about to touch the curtain at the entrance to the very poorly built shack, a crossbow arrow pierced his back.