Chapter 810: Smoke and Sand in Half the City

The slaughter was nearing its end, and the bodies of the Qiang men lay strewn to the ground, blood pouring all over the ground.

Although Chen Xu seemed expressionless, he had been quietly staring at the woman. Seeing the woman commit suicide, his heart couldn't help but twitch violently.

"Woo, woo."

Suppressed sobs came from the direction of the woman and the child, who were grieving the death of their loved ones.

But because of the ferocity of the Guanzhong soldiers, these people did not dare to cry loudly.

Chen Xu retracted his eyes, closed his eyes to calm his mind, and ordered again: "Among the Qiang women, anyone who is over thirty-five years old and ugly will be killed." ”

"Qiang boys, who are taller than a wheel and older than eight years old, will not be killed."

The issuance of the two orders once again set off a bloody storm.

Chen Xu was like a cold-blooded butcher, making the Qiang people feel cold.

"Demon, you demon, you must not die well!"

Many of the women and children who were killed were all cursed loudly in horror. Chen Xu was like 10,000 years of ice, standing still in place.

Or Chen Xu said: "My lord, among these children and women, there are also Han slaves captured by the Qiang people, what should they do?" ”

Chen Xu's face couldn't help but soften, and said, "Since they are all Han Chinese, bring them back to Liangzhou and settle them down." ”

The pungent smell of blood filled the entire Qiang camp, and the women and children who survived all had horrified looks on their faces.

It's just that there are still some people who stare at Chen Xu angrily, and the hatred in their eyes almost turned into substance.

Chen Xu asked people to silently write down these people, and a new round of killing appeared again, but anyone who showed a look of resentment in his eyes would be killed!

The reason why Chen Xu left the young women was because he wanted to reward them to the sergeants of Guanzhong, so as to increase the population of Guanzhong.

The reason why the children are left is because the hatred of the nation has not yet been fully integrated into their bones, and these children can be assimilated into the Han after teaching.

But for those who hold grudges, all Chen Xu did was kill, and he wanted to use bloody means to make these people feel terrified.

What the Han woman said just now was that Chen Xu hadn't thought about resolving the hatred between the two sides.

This is a good idea, but it is not realistic, and even if there is a slight chance of success, it will take a long time.

Chen Xu, but he couldn't afford to wait.

The reason why he wanted to slaughter the Qiang people was not only to avenge Chen Jing, but more importantly, Chen Xu needed a completely stable Liangzhou.

Only when Liangzhou is stable and completely solves his worries can Chen Xu accumulate strength to compete with the Kwantung princes and calm the world as soon as possible.

For this, what about bearing the infamy of being an executioner?

Among the heroes who have dominated the world in history, who is not with blood on their hands.

According to historical records, after Cao Cao defeated Wuhuan, he slaughtered 200,000 Wuhuan and Han people who surrendered.

Of course, whether Cao Cao slaughtered 200,000 surrenderers or 200,000 surrendered is still quite controversial.

There was no punctuation mark in ancient times, and the historical records of this period of history can have two diametrically opposed conclusions through different methods of breaking sentences.

However, looking at Cao Cao's slaughter of several cities in his life, as well as the killing of 80,000 Yuan soldiers, it can also be guessed that Cao Cao really possibly slaughtered 200,000 Wuhuan people who surrendered.

According to Cao Cao's strength at that time, if he did not slaughter 200,000 people, I am afraid it would be difficult to settle these people.

Since then, the Wuhuan people in the northeast of Youzhou have completely declined, which can also be used as evidence of Cao Cao's massacre of prisoners.

Compared with Cao Cao, Chen Xu's so-called cruelty is completely trivial.

Presumably after today, the Guanzhong army's slaughter of the Qiang people will soon spread all over the outside of the Saiwai, and those alien races who are ready to move will definitely be deterred by Chen Xu's iron-blooded methods.

At that time, as long as Chen Xu was alive for a day, the western aliens would not dare to lead the troops to Koubian again.

Slaughtering one city and breaking ten cities, destroying one clan and intimidating ten clans, isn't it a strategic game?

Just when Chen Xu's thoughts were flying, suddenly a general ran over and said to Chen Xu: "Lord, we see a deep hatred in the eyes of one person, but he is Han. ”

Chen Xu frowned slightly when he heard this, and asked, "Since you are a Han Chinese, why do you hate me?" ”

"The last general has found out that this person used to be a slave and was abused by his master, and later a Qiang woman adopted him and regarded him as a parent."

"The Qiang woman was killed by the soldiers in order to protect her man, so this Han boy is full of hatred."

This boy is the child who was abused by the Qiang people before, but because of a beautiful and kind Qiang girl, his life has changed.

However, the good times were short-lived.

It didn't take long for Qiang's husband to be injured and lame during the battle, and the life of the family of three became difficult again.

But the Qiang girl still did not abandon the little boy, and always treated him like a parent, which won the little boy's gratitude.

After Chen Xu learned about the cause and effect of the incident, his heart shook slightly, and he couldn't help but ask himself: "Did I do something wrong?" ”

Taking a deep breath, Chen Xu said to the general, "Take me over to see him." ”

Following behind the general, the two quickly walked towards the children's pile, and far away, Chen Xu saw an older boy.

If this person were not Han Chinese, he would definitely be killed by the Guanzhong army because of his age and height.

"This person's eyes are indeed full of hatred."

Chen Xu came to the little boy's side, looked at him condescendingly, and asked, "Why do you hate me?" ”

The little boy didn't speak, just stared at Chen Xu.

Chen Xu frowned, pointed to the corpses lying in a pool of blood, and said, "If it weren't for them, how would your family be killed?" How can you become a slave? ”

"Do you hate me just because I killed your enemy?"

The little boy had long forgotten his family, and he had already regarded that Qiang girl as his mother, glaring at Chen Xu viciously.

"Poof!"

The spear in Chen Xu's hand suddenly stabbed out in front of him, piercing the little boy's body.

"Although you are a Han Chinese, you have been assimilated by the Qiang people, since you are full of resentment towards me, why should I leave you behind?"

"Poof!"

Chen Xu pulled out his spear, and the little boy fell to the ground in disbelief, dazed.

The nearby Qiang boys all hid to the side in horror, looking at Chen Xu with eyes full of fear.

Chen Xu didn't look at the dead boy again, looked around at the children beside him, and said gently: "From now on, you are no longer Qiang, but orthodox Han. ”

"I will find you a happy family, and your life will be far better than before."

The environment can change people, especially these children who seem to understand but do not understand.

The reason why Chen Xu killed the Han boy was because this person had been assimilated by the Qiang people.

In addition, he is older and can already remember hatred, so Chen Xu will shoot mercilessly.

The current Chen Xu treats the enemy, no matter who it is, it will be as cold as the wind.

As for these young children, Chen Xu will naturally arrange them properly, as long as they are nurtured by the Han people for a few years, they will forget the past and become pure Han people.

In Chen Xu's view, the so-called Han people not only refer to blood, but also to the inheritance of culture and spirit.

Anyone who respects the culture of the Han people and is willing to integrate with the Han people can be called Han people.

……

Not far from the Qiang royal court, a large group of cavalry rushed to this side, led by Lu Bu and Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun and the others were worried about Chen Xu's safety, so after gathering all the soldiers and horses, they rushed here without the slightest rest.

It can be seen that everyone has a tired look on their faces,

"Wow!"

A war horse galloped from a distance, stopped the reins next to Zhao Yun, and said, "General, the lord has already killed Ma Chao and conquered the Qiang royal court." ”

Zhao Yun and Lu Bu were overjoyed when they heard this, and they also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then rushed towards the Qiang royal court without hurrying.

Along the way, Zhao Yun inquired about the battle report in detail, and after hearing the news that the Qiang people were almost slaughtered, he was a little silent.

Lu Bu laughed and said, "For these Qiang people, such a means should be used. ”

It didn't take long for the army to arrive at the Qiang royal court, and the cavalry of the Guanzhong army, which had been running for a long time, found a place to rest.

At this time, the corpses of the Qiang people in the camp have also been disposed of.

Zhao Yun also looked a little dusty, he grabbed Dianman and asked, "Aman, where is the lord?" ”

Dianman replied: "The lord has brought some black-armored guards and is relaxing on the shore of the Stygian Lake." ”

Zhao Yun got Chen Xu's traces, said goodbye to Dianman, greeted dozens of personal soldiers, and ran to the shore of Mingze Lake.

"Woooooo

Before arriving at the shore of Mingze Lake, Zhao Yun faintly heard a whimpering flute.

The flute sound is sometimes bleak and tactful, sometimes passionate and passionate, and Zhao Yun didn't listen to it for long before he felt a little fascinated.

"What kind of tune is this, and why haven't I ever heard it?"

Zhao Yun was puzzled in his heart, and hurriedly asked his soldiers to slow down the running speed of the war horses and slowly walked in the direction of the flute.

The black armor guards had already scattered in all directions, and when they saw Zhao Yun coming, they didn't stop him at all, so they let Zhao Yun over.

Zhao Yun came to a location not far from Chen Xu, only to find that the person who played the flute was Chen Xu. He turned over and dismounted, touched the mane of the war horse under his crotch, motioned for it to take a walk by himself, and slowly walked forward.

Chen Xu was completely immersed in the sound of the flute, and he didn't notice Zhao Yun's arrival at all, and Dian Wei stood quietly on the side like an iron tower.

"Woohoo."

"Woohoo."

The flute sound is tactful, and the sound is high and low, which is moving.

As for the flute in Chen Xu's hand, it was the trophy taken from Ma Chao's waist after killing him.

"Woooooooooo

A tactful sound brought this piece to an end, but Chen Xu still didn't stop, pinned the flute to his waist, and began to dance the sword by the lake.

Chen Xu sang loudly while dancing the sword.

"Some love is like a broken paper kite, and the ending is sad and the hand is on the line; Some hatreds are like a circle, and there is no end to retribution. Just to fulfill a long-cherished wish, I will pay a lot of blood, loyal words, and self-deceptive lies. ”

Chen Xu's posture danced, and he remembered that the Han and Qiang people killed each other, and the hatred accumulated more and more.

He also remembered that in the name of the Son of Heaven and under the slogan of Kuangfu Han, he sent troops to attack Yizhou.

The sword momentum in his hand immediately changed from slow to fast, and from fast to slow; Killing, hatred, ambition are all on full display here.

"Some feelings are in misery, and the moon and sunset between the windows are beautiful; Some hatreds are hidden but silent, and the belly turns the wind and snow into a sword. ”

"Just to fulfill a long-cherished wish, how to distinguish the evil from the good in the chaos, flying sand and wolf smoke, will be chaotic, I have nothing to be sad about."

Chen Xu's body was weak and boneless, as if he was drunk, shaking irregularly, and the sword in his hand was even more flickering, up and down, left and right.

He remembered that when he fought with Yuan Shu, even though Ji Ling and the others were captured, they still swore not to surrender; thought of Zhang Ren and others, in order to hold Yizhou, they killed Gong Du and Jiang Wu.

In the chaos of war, what is right, what is wrong, what is right, what is evil?

"Half of the city is smoky and sandy, the soldiers are coming to the pool, Jin Ge Iron Horse, who is fighting for the world? One will become ten thousand bones withered, and how much white will be sent away with black hair. ”

Chen Xu remembered those parents who had lost their children because of the war, many of whom were gray-haired, and although the government could subsidize their materials, it could not soothe the pain in the hearts of the elderly.

The sword momentum changed again, like a storm, but with a kind of gloom, helplessness and guilt.

"Half of the city's smoke and sand, down with the wind, there is still a wisp of concern in my hand, I just hope to return to the field to unload the armor, and I can also get back the tea you made."

The stormy sword momentum suddenly became soft and slow, and there was a kind of hope, a glimmer of hope.

Suddenly, Chen Xu thought of Zhang Ling, Zhao Yu, and Lu Qiling, and thought of several children in the family, and wanted to get rid of the sword and sword, return to them, and reunite the family.

“……”

Chen Xu sang passionately while dancing the long sword in his hand, his body writhing on the lakeside, and the breeze ruffled his hair.

The black-armored guards, who were on guard all around, heard this strange song and melody, and savored the lyrics inside, and many of them burst into tears.

It is precisely because they have experienced the killing of troubled times that they can resonate because of Chen Xu's singing. Everyone focused on Chen Xu, and their thoughts drifted far away.

"Half of the city smoke and sand, blood and tears fall, the remnants of the horse crack armor, spread the red world, the reincarnation of the swallow is still the old bed, for you to bring February flowers."

Thinking of Chen Jing's death, remembering the scene of the iron horse and the blood, the sword in Chen Xu's hand suddenly became weird and uncertain.

"Buzz!"

At the end, a sword roar sounded, and Chen Xu suddenly put away his sword and stood up, with a hint of amazement on his face.

Zhao Yun stood aside, listening to the unheard lyrics and melodies, and watching his lord express his heart with a sword, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He knew that his lord had not changed, even if his methods became iron-blooded and cruel, there was still a pure land in his heart.

Zhao Yun came to Chen Xu and asked softly, "Lord, is this song called?" ”

Chen Xu showed a look of memory on his face, and replied: "Half of the city is smoky." ”

(Listening to Xu Song's "Smoke and Sand in Half a City", thinking about the plot in the book, a trace of emotion suddenly welled up in my heart.) )