Huang Cheng had already discovered the person on the side, but he pretended not to know, and waited until his knife was old, and then he knocked it with the small round steel shield on his left forearm......

Huang Cheng kicked the ground, twisted his waist and exerted his strength, and the ring head knife in his right hand had already slashed between the necks of the people like lightning, and a stream of blood marked out like an arrow with the knife. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The knife in the man's hand fell with a clatter, and his hands covered his neck, as if trying to plug the wound, but it was so futile, his throat gurgled twice, and he fell down.

Huang Cheng relied on the armor on his body to be made of stainless steel, rampage, and in the blink of an eye, he actually killed more than ten people, killing a group of attackers with great fear, and seeing that the leader also died under Huang Cheng's knife, he let out a shout, and fled in all directions......

The archers on the rocks shot four or five more men, and they lost their sights in the darkness.

There were also a few who didn't have time to escape as soon as possible because of leg injuries, and at this time they didn't care about the pain, limped desperately to escape, and were also shot down by the archers one by one......

As the last assailant was shot down and screamed before he died, calm quickly returned to the surroundings.

Huang Cheng and the others didn't dare to chase deeply, so they retreated into the car formation and waited for dawn.

Although the night is long, there will be a moment of light.

The sky finally turned a little whiter, and the sky changed from black to dark blue, and then to light blue. The Qinling Mountains are far or near in the morning light, just like the general in the Chinese painting, the shades are appropriate, and the light mist between the mountain tops makes it hazy and hazy like a fairyland.

Up close, however, it was a hellish sight.

The dead body was torn apart like a tattered rag doll, with stumps and severed arms, scattered everywhere. The blood, which had been bright red, had dried up and turned black, like the ink that a mad painter was sprinkling everywhere on the ground in front of him.

Fei Qian knew at this moment that there were so many colors hidden in the human body, red and black muscles, miserable white bones, reddish-brown, white-yellow, and some of them that were disemboweled, I don't know if their stomachs were broken, but they showed a dark green ......

Fei Qian would rather be a short-sighted eye at this moment, so that he would not see so clearly.

The mountains blew in, with a strong smell of blood, it turned out that there was a lot of human blood, it turned out to be so fishy, and it was so thick that it seemed that the wind couldn't blow it away, like an invisible piece of glue, and it was as if it was a piece of hard stuffing in the chest, and it was very uncomfortable......

Fei Qian gritted his teeth and stood firmly, because he knew that the next time, twenty or thirty years, or even longer, the scene in front of him was as common as commonplace, and he couldn't bear it if he died now, and how would he adapt to the death of thousands of people in the future?

Fei Qian greeted Huang Cheng, and as soon as he spoke, a mountain wind came with a strong smell of blood......

Fei Qian really couldn't control it anymore, he couldn't say a word, he vomited so darkly that he even vomited the bitter water in his stomach.

After resting for a while, Fei Qian got used to it a little and said, "...... I smiled...... Uncle Ye, let ...... Let people look it up, these people's ...... Identity......"

Huang Cheng didn't mean to make fun of Fei Qian at all, he agreed seriously, went to order, took another gourd of water, and handed it to Fei Qian.

Fei Qian drank a few sips of water, and the nausea in his chest and abdomen dissipated slightly.

“…… Shuye, when was the first time you killed someone? ”

"The first year of Zhongping." Huang Cheng remembered it very clearly, and replied directly, "At that time, the Yellow Turbans were in turmoil, and some of the Chen Guo and Runan Yellow Turbans went south to Jingxiang ......."

Troubled times!

Huang Cheng looks younger than himself, but he has already killed people in four or five years, and if it is calculated, he killed people when he was fourteen or fifteen years old.

Fei Qian couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't do it himself last night, he just watched the scene after the war, and he couldn't adapt to vomiting in the dark.

"Fei Lang-kun...... You're already very good......" Huang Cheng saw Fei Qian's thoughts and comforted, "Back then, the Yellow Turban attacked the county seat, and after the war, I heard that some scholars were upset on the spot when they saw the dead, and it took more than ten days to recover......"

Fei Qian really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to nod in the end, accepting Huang Cheng's comfort.

At this time, Huang Xu ran over and said with some regret that he didn't find anything special on the corpse.

Normally, if you want to do something like this, you will definitely not leave any mistakes, but there is also a saying that "corpses don't lie".

Fei Qian forcibly suppressed his churning stomach and walked to the place where the body was placed. It turned out that according to Huang Cheng's meaning, he was thrown directly into the Yellow River to save trouble.

However, Fei Qian asked to dig a pit at least twenty paces from the river and bury it deeply.

The people of the Han Dynasty didn't understand what bacteria were, but Fei Qian did. As long as it is the corpse of a large animal, it is like a biological weapon, and the flowing river water is better, as long as the corpse in the water is taken out, the water quality can be restored after a while.

If there is a water source that does not flow well, such as a waterhole, as long as there is a carcass of an animal or a person, it will immediately turn into highly toxic water, and if it is drunk untreated, it will vomit and diarrhea lightly......

"This is not a yellow scarf, at least not a yellow turban of the past two years......" Fei Qian endured the discomfort, used a knife to play with a stump that had been disemboweled, observed it and said, "Ahem...... Take a look at this fat layer...... Well, it's human ointment, and even if there is a yellow scarf, it will definitely not be so obvious......"

People can only accumulate some fat when they are more stable and have more secure meals, and the yellow scarves are basically poor farmers, and now most of them are forced to hide in the mountains.

Although Huang Cheng didn't know how human fat accumulates, he had also killed the Yellow Turban before, and the ordinary Yellow Turbans were indeed thin, and only those leaders and the like were stronger, so Huang Cheng directly disemboweled several corpses, and looked at them carefully, before he said to Fei Qian, who was already a little nervous: "That's the case." ”

You Huang Cheng must have done it on purpose!

Fei Qian looked at the black, black, red, green, white, yellow, and yellow corpses that had been shaved open, and only felt that his abdomen was like turning over the river and the sea, and he couldn't help it, and spit it out again......

"Fei Lang-kun! Fei Lang-kun is okay......"

“…… Ahem, no...... It's okay, vomit more...... I got used to it twice ......"