Chapter 139: A Letter of War

Accepting Deng Jiugong's father and daughter was even an accident for Ao Xuan.

In the original plan, he just planned to give the strength of Sanshan Pass, with the war mode of this era, there are actually not many people killed in the defense of the city.

There were no trebuchets, no heavy crossbows, no rushing carts, no shafts, and no building carts.

In this era when the strongest combat power of mortals is still a chariot, the siege of a city is actually quite a long thing.

In many cases, the way to siege the city is to send a scolding general out of the horse, scolding the defender of the city to lose his mind, and then fighting the general.

After winning, take the city with all your might.

Or, the next round of scolding.

More often than not, the way to siege a city is to besiege the city, besiege the target city without provisions, and eventually have to surrender.

Without the intervention of the power of the immortals, the mortal warfare of this era was slow and inefficient.

As long as Eshun fights in Sanshanguan for a year and a half, Ao Xuan can directly sweep the southern border and empty it.

Take all the civilians and slaves and let them live again in the small world.

Leave those nobles and slave owners to hiss at each other.

As for cause and effect?

Ao Xuan was not worried.

Because the mortals in the eyes of the saints and immortals refer to the nobles, and the worst ones are also the rich people.

Civilians living on the subsistence line like Sangjia Village did back then, as well as slaves of lower status.

Not counted as an adult at all.

It's not even a human being, where does the cause and effect come from?

It's just that the plan didn't change quickly, and the actions of a certain behind-the-scenes promoter forced Ao Xuan to change the plan temporarily.

When the morning sun on the second day sprinkled on the head of Sanshan Pass, Hong Jin, who had received Ao Xuan's order, shouted and alarmed all the generals.

"The father and daughter of the chief soldier were killed by Tuxingsun!"

When the generals at all levels came to Deng Jiugong's room, they saw a headless corpse and a room full of blood.

And the writing on the wall in blood.

"This is what will happen to my native grandson. ”

It's so simple and crude that it's a bit ridiculous.

However, it is very effective.

The grudge between Tuxingsun and the father and daughter of the Deng family was seen by everyone in the city that day.

The threatening words that Tuxingsun had left behind when he left were heard by everyone.

So with this scenario, how can generals at all levels not believe it?

"Report, it's not good!" another arranged chess piece came out.

"Report to the deputy commander-in-chief, all our food, grass and materials for defending the city are gone. ”

The information about the disappearance of grain, grass and materials was concealed by Deng Jiugong before, so there were few generals who knew about it.

"What? Disappeared? What does it mean to disappear? Say it quickly!" Hong Jin deserves to be a good actor.

With a shocked face, he stepped forward and grabbed the soldier who came to report the news: "Say!"

The messenger told the situation tremblingly.

Naturally, it caused an uproar among the generals, so everyone rushed to the various warehouses.

The result is naturally nothing.

More than a dozen warehouses were so empty that rats would come out crying when they entered.

"This, this, this ......" Hong Jin's face turned pale, "What a native grandson, it should be a good means." That expounding disciple is really vicious. ”

"This is going to kill tens of thousands of people in our Sanshan Pass!"

Hong Jin let out a long sigh, tears raining down.

The general soldier was killed, the grain and grass materials disappeared, one of the two deputy general soldiers was missing, and the other hugged his head and wept.

Under such circumstances, the generals at all levels were all confused.

"Mr. Hong, what should we do? We still need Mr. Hong to come up with an idea!" said a partial general.

Hong Jin stood up suddenly, and the cold light flashed in his eyes: "Run, everyone starts to flee." ”

"Run->>

Where to flee to? We lost the Sanshan Pass, and that is a great crime to kill our heads!" the other general shook his head vigorously.

Hong Jin glanced at him: "We must leave here alive and bring the news from here back to Chaoge." ”

"It is necessary to let the situation here be known by His Majesty and by the Grand Master. ”

"The immortals who expound the sect are not different from the immortals, and today they can win the Sanshan Pass like this. In other days, they can take any pass. ”

"If Chaoge is not guarded, then the merchant will die. Then we will be the real sinners!"

Actually, everyone wants to run.

Without the backbone, without grain and grass materials, staying in Sanshanguan is waiting for death.

Everyone wants to run.

But there are no excuses.

However, Hong Jin gave them an excuse.

And quite just.

Hong Jin said that in the end, he believed three points, and his tone became generous.

The crowd naturally agreed.

Soon, Sanshanguan was in chaos.

Conditional aristocrats and slave owners are all packing up their belongings and preparing to escape.

As for the civilians and slaves, no one cares about them.

And they won't run.

Because they have nowhere to go.

They don't know how to run, they don't know anything else, and they use up all their strength every day just to keep them fed.

So they don't understand anything.

The only thing that is known is to stay in the house, in your own shack.

The old owner is gone, and the new owner soon arrives.

When the time comes, it's up to the new owner.

At most, you will be whipped a few times, but there are so many people, maybe the whip can't be whipped on themselves?

Numbness, ignorance, helplessness.

Ao Xuan stood at the head of the Sanshan Pass, looking coldly at the chaos in the pass.

After a day of chaos, only civilians and slaves who could not escape were left in Sanshan Pass.

The number of people is around three thousand.

"Ao Xuan, can't we help them? They were robbed of the last of their food. Princess Longji's face was full of sadness.

Before leaving, the evacuees took the last bit of food from the civilians and slaves.

"These people can't even hold out until Eshun arrives, and even if they do, Eshun won't give them food. ”

"Eshun wants Sanshan Pass, not the people in the pass. ”

Ao Xuan shook his head, he had to admit that he was a little taken for granted.

Knowing that those people did not treat civilians and slaves as human beings, why should they assume that these people would give civilians and slaves a way to live?

Ao Xuan patted his head, reminding himself once again in his heart not to make the same mistake again.

The chaos here in Sanshanguan cannot happen again.

The plan that I had originally thought of starting with the periphery had to be changed.

Someone is pushing for the Divine Tribulation.

Someone was waiting for him to show up.

If he dodges again, there will be more Sanshan Passes.

How many people could he have saved then?

"Xuan Ge, let the Sang family army come out to rectify the situation, they will have a day to deal with it. ”

"Yes, Master!"

"Long Ji, you go and tell my father, let the Dragon Palace send troops to maintain order and help build a new town. This time it's a concession. ”

"Okay!"

Ao Xuan looked in the direction of the Central Plains.

Fortunately, he still has a chance to correct it.

"Whoever you are, I've received your battle letter, and I won't make the same mistake again. ”

He finally understood that this was someone's war letter to himself.

He took it.