"Kill~hahahaha!" Wancheng has been plunged into a sea of flames, and there are sounds of fighting and crying everywhere. .
In order to attract those noble families, Liu Mang only left less than a thousand people in Wancheng, and the private soldiers united by these gentry clans are no less than 20,000. It stands to reason that the battle should have ended long ago, but the sound of fighting is still going on .
The enemy in their eyes is all military credit.
The heads of the enemies killed by Yu's family alone were no less than two thousand. At most one-tenth of these heads were soldiers defending the city from Lu Bu's army, and the rest were naturally the common people in Wancheng.
Wancheng is the governing place of Lujiang River, and there are tens of thousands of people under its rule. Now these people have become the military exploits of these private soldiers.
Whenever there was a war in Wancheng, the people in Wancheng closed their doors, but they couldn't stand the force of the private soldiers from the aristocratic family to break open. One by one, the private soldiers of the noble family with ferocious faces and red eyes broke into the house, killing anyone they met. , When you encounter something, grab it.
"Grandpa Bing, please, get around us, get around us!" An elderly man called out to a young grandfather, the old man's face was full of panic, helplessness and pleading.
"Go around you, go around you, whoever gives me military merit, who will let me get promoted and get rich!" The soldier kicked the old man away. The most valuable ones are those who are strong or just out of childish dolls are the heads of military exploits.
He slashed at the head of a young boy who was frightened and stunned. "Pfft!" The blood rose up and sprayed the soldier's face, but he didn't dislike it at all and licked it with his tongue.
"Dog, my dog!" The old man felt sad when he saw the young man lying on the ground whose head had been taken away. This was their grandson, his heart, but he was gone just like that.
"Is there any other able-bodied person in the old man's family? If there is one, let him come out. I will definitely not let him feel pain with the knife!" One head makes the soldier very happy, and five people are promoted to a level. A head of five people is worth a hundred renminbi. If it is given to those who want to be promoted, one head can be sold for 500 renminbi.
"Dog, dog!" The old man was heartbroken. His only grandson had not yet been crowned, so he died under the butcher's knife.
Seeing the old man crying like that, the soldier gave a mouthful of "bad luck!" and was about to leave for the next house.
"I fought with you, you give me back my dog, give me back my dog!" Seeing that the butcher was about to leave, the old man pounced on him without knowing where the strength came from. He has been doing labor all year round, so the old man still has a lot of strength , The soldier was accidentally thrown by the old man.
The dog looked like it was eating shit, its mouth was full of loess, and its helmet fell to the ground.
"You stay with my dog, you give me back my dog!" In grief and anger, the old man even hit the soldier on the head and covered his face, which was a good meal.
"Old man, you want to die and I will help you!" The soldier regained his composure. He was stupefied just now, but now he came to his senses. The knife directly grabbed the old man's neck and exerted great force.
"Old man, dare to hit me, you dare to hit me!"
"Give me back my dog, give me back my dog!" The old man was no match for a strong young man, his neck was strangled and it was difficult to breathe, but the old man firmly grabbed the soldier's hair.
"Let go, let me go!" The ancient people's hair and skin were influenced by their parents, so people's hair is usually very long. Now it hurts to be grabbed by the old man, and tears are about to come out.
"Give me back my dog, give me back my dog!" That's what the old man repeated.
"Ah!" The soldier's tyrannical temperament was evoked, "Let go of the old man, let go, let go!" The one pressing the old man slammed towards the ground.
Two times and three times, even though it was muddy ground, it couldn't stand it. Immediately, blood dripped down the old man's head onto the dirt, and soon a large area was stained red.
"Return, return me, me, dog!" The old man also spat blood from his mouth.
"Let go, let go, let go!" The collision of the head and the ground continued.
I don't know when the old man's face has been unrecognizable. Blood, flesh and bones are mixed together. The old man died, and the white brain and red blood seemed to be expressing grief and anger.
"Huh, huh!" The soldier sat on the ground panting heavily, the old thing in his mouth was dead, but the arm that was holding him tightly did not let go, he tried to open it, but it was in vain, Before he died, the old man tried his best not to let go of that hand.
"Damn it!" The soldier was furious. The old man would not be safe after death. In desperation, the soldier could only cut off the old man's arm with a knife, and then asked someone to help him cut off the hair on the back.
The behavior of the old man caused the soldiers to set the whole house on fire for the last time. The fire started, and a whole family was destroyed like this.
Scenes like this happened in every corner of Wancheng, with wild laughter, raging sounds, begging for mercy, and calls for help. This is the troubled times.
Liu Wei's urban management army was dispatched, plus the original defenders of Wancheng and Liu's private soldiers, there were more than 8,000 people in total. Although there were 20,000 enemies in the city, they were not regarded by Liu Wei.
The elite and miscellaneous soldiers are incomparable. Liu Mang looked at the street coldly. The street is no longer bluestone, but blood-red stone. The people lying on the street are not Lu Bujun soldiers but ordinary people. The people who lived in rough cloth were killed directly, the old and the weak, women and children were being wiped out, and their strong heads were beheaded to become military exploits.
It's a hell on earth.
"A society that eats people!" Liu Mang said silently. He remembered what Lu Bu told him in the tiger cave outside Shucheng. What has changed is this world, "No, this can be changed, this can be changed!" Liu Mang shook his head violently, in troubled times, so what in troubled times, a human life is worse than a dog! Then go and change him, let this troubled world disappear earlier, let him become a peaceful age, if you want to do this, you have to clear the stumbling blocks in front of the road, the corrupt Han family, those ambitious princes, and those gentry, especially It was the gentry who let Liu Mang see the hell in front of him!
"Kill!" Liu Mang's thought of trying to persuade him to surrender completely disappeared. These gentry are no longer human. With their existence, we should not think that the common people can have a good life.
"Who are you!" A group of drunken gentry private soldiers looked at a group of people in the distance and scolded. He was holding a knife in his hand but was about to lose his footing.
Looking at the private soldier blocking the way in front of him, Huang Zhong's teeth were about to be crushed and his eye sockets burst, "Bastard, give me your life!" Huang Zhong let out a loud drink, and the aura that belonged to the peak of his body was also released. When he came out, a big horse flew out like an arrow.
The private soldier blocking the way with a knife in his hand was cut into two sections by the horizontal waist, and he would not die if he was killed by the horizontal waist for a while.
"Ahh!" The private soldier finally woke up from the wine, can he not wake up, the intense pain made his nerves tremble non-stop, "How could it be, how could it be!" The internal organs fell from his stomach to the ground. On the ground, the private soldier wanted to put back the dirt-covered viscera with his hands, but he was only half of his body.
In the endless howling, the private soldier finally swallowed his last breath. When he died, his face was grim. One can imagine how much he suffered.
Huang Zhong didn't sympathize with this bastard at all. He got off the horse and picked up the knife that the private soldier had thrown aside. On the private soldier's knife hung a man curled up with his body covered in liquid and his belly still connected to the umbilical cord. baby.
This is a baby waiting to be born. It was killed before it came out of the mother's womb to this world. It was pulled out forcefully by tearing open the pregnant woman's belly.
Killing is okay, human life is worthless in troubled times, but if it is done to this extent, it will really be inhumane, even Huang Zhong, a battle-tested general, can't stand it.
"Kill, leave no one behind!" Huang Zhong also uttered the same roar as Liu Mang, these private soldiers, these gentry Huang Zhong vowed to kill them all even if they violated the military law, they are no longer human, but animals. (To be continued.)