Datang: Get a god-level selection system at the beginning

These Qiang women and children looked at the soldiers of the Tang army with fear on their faces and dared not say a word.

Li Wenbin didn't care about these people, Su Dingfang led people to search tent by tent, and soon found hundreds of Han people.

Most of these Han people are women, most of them are in ragged clothes, with yellow and emaciated faces.

"Chairman, I have searched all over. This Qiang tribe has kidnapped more than 500 Han people. There is a big pit in the valley behind, and there are some corpses in it."
Li Wenbin suddenly remembered something from his previous life, but he didn't have a seizure, he just said calmly: "Let's go and have a look."
Entering the valley, a pungent smell came to the nostrils.

Su Dingfang knew that this was the smell of rotting corpses, so he quickly said: "Master, this smell of corpses should not be smelled too much, you should stay outside."
"It's okay, I've seen it, get out of the way."
In his previous life, Li Wenbin had visited the memorial hall and many ruins, and he was already mentally prepared for this kind of place.

But even so, he still underestimated the shock when the real Thousand People's Grave appeared in front of him.

Nearly a thousand corpses were thrown into the big pit, and the decay of the corpses became more and more serious as they went down. The corpses of a few Han girls were on the top, and their bodies were not even completely stiff.

"Chairman, let the future deal with it, kill those Qiang people, and avenge my Tang people!"
Su Dingfang knelt down, and the rest of the sergeants also knelt down.

"Don't worry, those Qiang people are still useful, drive them all over."
In a short time, more than 600 Qiang people, old and weak, women and children, and a few dozen young and strong were all driven into the valley.

"Give you a day to dig up all these bones and bury them properly."
"Yes, yes, my lord!"
A chubby Qiang man said with a nod and bowed his head, and then yelled at the women and children: "You useless trash who only know how to eat, don't hurry up and dig a hole. Slow down, don't blame the respected adults for being rude!"
The Qiang people's women and children finally understood that if they didn't dig a hole, they would die, but if they did, there was still a chance of life.

This gave them a lot of motivation, and they dug a thousand shallow pits in less than a day and a night.

Then every Qiang took action, dug out the bones, wrapped them in mats and buried them in a pit.

There are not so many mats, so they use their bedding, sheets, and even clothes to wrap them.

After working all night again, I finally got it all done at sunrise.

Li Wenbin set up a desk table, lit joss sticks, and prayed silently to the more than 1000 tombs.

And those Qiang women and children looked at him with hopeful eyes, hoping that the general of the Han people would let him go.

"Sir, what do you intend to do with women and children?"
Seeing no one around, Su Dingfang whispered, "Looking at the end of the world, it's better to just..."
He made a chopping motion: "Of course, this kind of thing is done by the last general, and it will have nothing to do with you, the chief executive."
After all, Li Wenbin is the king of Qin, an anonymous prince, and his reputation for murdering foreign women and children is really bad, and it will attract criticism from others, so Su Dingfang said this.

"Hmph, do you think I'm the kind of person who is afraid of getting into trouble?"
"No, the end general is just afraid..."
"Come on!"
Li Wenbin yelled, and all the Tang soldiers took up weapons, even those Han slaves who had recovered a little strength not long after they were rescued, and aimed at these Qiang people's old and weak women and children.

Ordering someone to push a wheel, Li Wenbin ordered: Anyone who is higher than the wheel will be killed.

Qiang women served as official slaves, and brought them back to Yanzhou to be sold by the government, and all the proceeds were distributed to these Han slaves.

It stands to reason that the money should have been distributed to the sergeants who participated in the war, which is also a great motivation for them to work hard.

However, no one expressed dissatisfaction at this time, and everyone believed that Li Wenbin had done the right thing.

"Forgive me, forgive me, General!"
The fat Qiang man cried and cried, twisting his body like a maggot on the ground, hoping to be forgiven by Li Wenbin, but he was kicked into the pit by the Tang army sergeant.

All the Qiang men who were taller than the wheel were selected, and the rest of the children were not much better. What awaited them was a lifetime of hard labor—if they could really last that long in the mines and coal mines.

As for the Qiang women, those who are somewhat beautiful will be sold as official slaves for a good price, while those who are old and decrepit will be sent to textile factories to use labor to wash away their sins.

Li Wenbin never felt that these women and children were innocent. Since they had already enjoyed the benefits of looting Datang, it had been proved that none of these people were innocent.

Let [-] sergeants take hundreds of rescued Han slaves and escort these prisoners back to Yanzhou-don't worry that the prisoners will escape, no one will succeed after starving for three days.

He took the Tang army's old tricks again and pretended to be a Tang army transport team to lure the next Qiang tribe to take the bait.

……

Seeing the endless stream of Qiang prisoners, Wei Zheng sighed, stopped bothering, and began to write the memorial.

It's just that after only writing a few words, he threw the pen aside angrily.

Wei Zheng didn't know what to write or how to write.

Could it be that the head of the Guannei Road, His Royal Highness the King of Qin led more than a hundred people to act as vanguards, wiped out fourteen Qiang tribes in a row, wiped out more than [-] young and strong Qiang people, and rescued nearly ten thousand people in the Tang Dynasty and...

And more than 2000 Qiang women and children were used as slaves?

Wei Zheng knew what would happen if he finished writing this memorial and sent it to Li Shimin in an expedited [-] miles.

That emperor will definitely smash everything in front of him, and then scold His Highness King Qin and...

With me, my husband?

It's normal to scold Li Wenbin, the son of a daughter, he can't sit still, let alone more than a hundred people want to exterminate 10,000+ Qiang people.

This is simply to die, even if the Tang army led by Li Wenbin is still killed in zero battles, only three minor injuries.

But the emperor didn't care so much, what he saw was that his successor would actually do such an extremely dangerous thing.

And the old man, as a marching Sima, failed to stop him.

Hey, I am really tired of being a marching commander for such a reckless man.

Originally, he thought he could contribute to Datang for more than ten years, but now Wei Zheng felt that he was a bit old, and the thing he wanted to do the most after returning to Chang'an was to retire and return to his hometown.

My heart is so tired, I feel that I will no longer have passion.

That's it, that's it.

Anyway, I have to retire and return to my hometown, so let's stand on this last post.

Picking up the pen again, Wei Zheng began to write vigorously.