Chapter seven hundred and nineteen blood wash your slavery
(In the new week, Duwei asked the brothers to ask some tickets, thanks for)
The second is noon.
Yan Liang Ceba Ma flew to the east of Fenyin City.
Wanchu army has been arrayed, waiting to be there.
"Ho right ~~" Yan Liang accepted the red rabbit horse.
Looking at Malaysia, a large pit of a deep pit extends from the feet, and it is like a huge bowl, which is deeply trapped on the ground.
On the other side of the avenue, more than 10,000 Chu army rides, driving 70,000 to 80,000 Huns and coming towards Dakeng.
One ride to fly first, it is Wen Chou.
"Big king, all the Huns have been brought, please show the king." Wen Chou said.
Yan Liang's piston pointed at him, and drank: "Give all the dogs to the king to the big pit."
"Nuo." Wen Chou went to the horse and started to scold loudly.
Those ropes in the Xiongnu men and women in the grasshopper were like a lamb. They were rushed by the Chu army and driven them into the big pit.
A few hours later, most of the Huns had filled the big pit almost.
When Wen Chou intends to rush the last thousands of Huns to the big pit, Yan Liang makes it slow.
After a long time, another team of people came, and the new people who came were thousands of Chinese slaves that were rescued by Yan Liang yesterday.
When some Hanmins came to the big pit uneasily, and saw the dense Huns full of pit, they took a bite of coldness, and their hearts became more uneasy.
"Pass the order, and send them a knife for everyone." Yan Liang drank loudly.
The order was passed down, hundreds of sergeants quickly generally sent thousands of knives they had prepared to those Han people.
Thousands of cowardly Han people, looking at the knife in their hands blankly, all of them were puzzled. I do n’t know what the King of Chu means.
At this time, Yan Liang coldly ordered that the thousands of Huns who had not been pitted in line were lined up to kneel on the ground.
The Huns were disturbed, but they didn't dare to follow them. They all kneeled down.
Yan Liang drew Ma to those Han people, and the whip pointed to the Huns, and said with a loud saying: "Isn't it? Isn't it to say that the king will give you a chance to reward you now.
The first level of a Xiongnu. "
As soon as this statement came out, the Huns kneeling on the ground were suddenly shocked.
As soon as the Huns were beheaded, their instincts struggled, and wanted to resist, but Chu Bing, who was watching next to him, beat him down and pressed down.
Thousands of Huns struggled, but they began to cry and yelled. They asked for mercy with the Huns who did not understand Yan Liang. Next to the big pit, it was miserable for a while, and the cry became a piece.
"Huh, now I know that I beg for mercy. At the beginning, when you ate the grain grabbing from the Han Dynasty, when you were wearing the cloth captured from the Hanmin's hands, how would you think of there would be today."
Yan Liang was indifferent, and only told those shocked Han people: "Are you all at ears? Ben Wang ordered you to kill these Xiongnu people."
Thousands of Han people looked shocking with the knife's hands, and they looked at each other. They were both blank and frightened. I didn't know what happened to King Chu. They would force them to kill.
Even the generals of the Chu army and other Chu army were a little confused. I didn't understand why Yan Liang forced these ordinary people to kill the Huns.
If King Chu wanted to kill the Huns, he only dismissed the order. Wen Chou would be clean and neat, and for a moment to kill thousands of Xiongnu people, how could it be troublesome.
Yan Liang's deep meaning is to let these Han people slavery kill those who are slavered by themselves, use the blood of the Huns to wash their slavery, re -stimulate their dignity, and stimulate their blood.
Yan Liang would not do any "resentment with virtue" shit, and the blood debt of the Huns, and Yan Liang asked them ten times to repay.
Seeing those Han people dare not do it, Yan Liang was angry and scolded: "Are you all pigs? Think about how these Huns had burned your homeland, how to insult your wife and daughter, how to treat you as beasts.
Calling, now these Hun dogs are kneeling here. This is exactly what you are waiting for, what are you waiting for! "
Hong Zhongli drank it. Among the thousands of Han people, many of the young people changed, and it seemed that I woke up a little bit of shocking words.
Rao is so, but no one dares to do it.
Those Hanmins were holding a big knife in their hands, as if holding a hot potato, they were embarrassed and fearful. Even some women simply abandoned the knife.
Yan Liang looked at his eyes, and couldn't help but furious, whipped, and drank: "Who dares to abandon the knife in his hand, the king chop his hands."
Such a threat, those who abandoned the knife were so scared to quickly pick up the knife, and dare not leave your hand anymore.
"These dog dogs abuse you, scold you, and want to treat you with shit on your head, treat you as a beast.
These bloodless wastes are better to use the knife in my hand to wipe my necks and clean it. "
Yan Liang's scolding sound, like thunder, stimulated a trace of dignity in their hearts.
In the minds of these Han people, they started to recall. How did the Huns oppress them and how to bully their scenes.
The humiliation of all kinds of humiliation, only because of the weakness of resistance, they had to endure silently until they were almost numb, and forgot what it means to say the word dignity.
Yan Liang's scolding, but gradually awakened them as a cowardly and numb heart.
"Huns, I want to get revenge." Among the silent crowds, a slave roar finally broke out. A young Hanmin, full of anger, rushed towards the Huns kneeling with a big knife.
When the young man lifted the big knife in his hands and was about to cut him towards a Xiongnu in front of him, the Huns fell in front of him like a dog, kept holding their heads, and kept asking for mercy.
The fire of the young people's revenge was instantly extinguished by the poorness of the Huns.
His ridiculous compassion, at this critical time, was called again.
Yan Liangzei rushed forward and said sharply: "What are you still hesitating? When your parents begged hard, did the Huns have pity them? Are you compassionate now, can you be worthy of your death of your loved ones?
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Yan Liang's scolding, such as the thunderbolt in a sunny day, split the ridiculous compassion in the minds of young people.
In his mind, there was a scene of family breakthrough.
At that time, his elderly parents kneeled in front of the Huns Knight, and they cried for mercy, but the Huns did not hesitate to hesitate, and they cut off his parents' head without hesitation.
Now, the same scene is found that the difference is that this time, the identity has already been on each other, and begging on the ground has become the Huns.
"Revenge, I want to avenge my father and mother, ah-" The young man's eyes were congested, yelled, and his hands raised a big knife, waved angrily.
puff!
The bloody head of the Xiongnu fell, and the headless body, "fluttering" was planted under the feet of young people.
The blood sprayed at the broken neck splashed the young man's face. In his life, he tasted the bloody taste for the first time.
The thick blood, as if in an instant, awakened his bloody blood in the blood, and the rolling murderous, raised from the bottom of the heart like a tide.
The young man sang, raised his knife into the Xiongnu crowd, and crazy the madly crackling of the Huns.
"Tell you to kill my father and mother, tell you to burn my home, tell you to rape my wife, Lao Tzu wants to get revenge, Lao Tzu wants to kill you dogs-"
The young man roared, killed, and vent his long -accumulated hatred.
The Voldemort was frightened and scared, crying, struggling to struggle, but was pressed down by the Chu Bing next to Chu Bing and could not move. He could only let the young man slaughter.
Behind them, the thousands of Han people were shocked by this shocking scene in front of them.
It turns out that the Huns are not as good as swords and guns. Those who have been slavered by themselves have been slaughtered like this.
The crazy excitement of the young man finally stimulated the bloody people of the rest of the Han people. Dozens of people also yelled and rushed forward to cut the Huns to report snow hatred.
First of all, there are dozens of people, and then hundreds of people. In the end, the number of Han people, no matter men and women, they all rushed up, raised the big knife, and chopped ruthlessly to the Huns who had oppressed them on their heads.
These civilians who have never been on the battlefield have been so crazy to kill people.
In this scene, only the general Chu army watched around him looked at the eyes, and the cold breath was pumped in his mouth.
Yan Liang returned to peace, with calmness, watching the thousands of Han people, re -born in the bath blood.
Half of the hour was too too, screaming and roar, and finally calmed down.
The killing stopped, looking at it, the side of the big pit was already around the ground. Thousands of Huns were killed.
The slope flowed into the big pit.
The tens of thousands of Xiongnu in the pit, listening to the screams outside, was already panicked. When they saw the blood flow flowing into the pit, they were even more scared.
"Let them return their hometown, each of them pays five hundred dollars, which is the king's reward for them." Yan Liang ordered the whip.
Those thousand Han people kneeling in front of Yan Liang, grateful to Yan Liang's grace again.
But this time, they were kneeling upright, and there were no timid slavery.
After the thousands of Han people Xie En, they were happy, leaving their heads upright.
At this time, the generals of the Chu army woke up from the thrilling thrilling. They finally understood the intention of Yan Liang's move.
"Big king, what should these Huns in the pit do?" Wen Chou stepped forward.
"Do you still use to ask?" Yan Liang snorted, "To pass the order, all the generals do it together, and all the Huns in the pit were buried to the king."
Wen Chou guessed that it was right. Yan Liang really wanted to kill the captives of the five Huns.
Wen Chou did not hesitate, but was excited. He turned around and drank: "The king has orders, and the dogs are killed all of them!"