Riding and cutting the imperial pirates of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 97

On the transparent frame, dark blue text reminders continuously appeared in a short period of time.

It took a long time for my mind to point and point, before I finally completed all the approvals.

Looking at the nearly 3000 new people joining the team, Wang Zheng couldn't help smiling and nodded.

He is very satisfied.

In an era like the Great Han, although the theory of gods and ghosts prevails, the people are ignorant and superstitious
But helplessly, no matter ancient or modern, the nature of the people of the Celestial Dynasty has never changed.

In terms of belief, they are actually a very practical and prudent race.

Even if the body suddenly becomes stronger, and hundreds of people are born at the same time, such an intuitive beneficial change, such an incredible scene, still not everyone will completely believe that Wang Zheng is really blessed by Huang Tian, ​​with immortal magic and supernatural power.

And among those who fully believe, not all of them will wholeheartedly approve and immediately pledge allegiance just because they believe.

In particular, the riding and hacking system has very high requirements for the "acceptance" of the application for joining the team.

So Wang Zheng is very satisfied with this number.

But while satisfied with the numbers, for such a ratio
Not so recognized.

Wang Zheng withdrew his gaze from the transparent box and turned to the right side of the camp area at this time, which was another group of people besides Zhang Rao's trilogy.

About two thousand people gathered and divided into three square formations.

Compared with other people on the field, the biggest difference between them is that they are unarmed and have no weapons.

And from the moment they ate, there was an invisible but existing dotted line, clearly separating them from everyone else.

On the left of this group of people are officers and soldiers who surrendered from Guangrao County; in the middle are Yu Jin's soldiers at that time, and on the right are soldiers from Linzi who were recently captured.

Following Wang Zheng's thought.

Many people from these three groups of people came out at the same time, walked towards the opposite direction under the surprised eyes of colleagues on the left and right, and formed a square formation again.

Finally, on the right side, there are less than a thousand people left.

Among them were some quick-witted people who vaguely felt something was wrong and wanted to follow the example of the previous group of people and walk out.

However, they were stopped by the Tiangang Army who formed a line of defense, and used weapons to threaten them to return to their original positions.

At this time, the moon was in the sky and the night was dark. The camp area, which was lively and jubilant not long ago, suddenly became quiet.

The atmosphere is also slowly becoming weird and inexplicable.

Choosing to perform miracles here is of course to increase the team of the system again, the most reliable basic board for oneself.

At the same time, Wang Zheng did not want some people to know about this largest territory too early.

The Zhang Rao Department can rest assured for the time being, regardless of whether they can enter their own system or not, the Yellow Turban identities of this group of people have been completely crucified.

Don't say that they are unlikely to reveal their hole card to their future opposing forces.

Even if it is leaked, how many people will listen and believe it?

I'm afraid it will only attract a nonsense evaluation and a ridicule of foolish people's blind faith.

But these captives are absolutely different, especially the group of Linzi soldiers.

Among these people are not only from the three counties, but there are also many servants and soldiers of the noble gentry.

Since she was not tricked into the system, she must absolutely stay in it!

thought here.

The murderous intent in Wang Zheng's eyes disappeared in a flash, and just as he was about to signal his soldiers to step forward, he raised his arm half way up, and saw that he was about to swing it down.

Suddenly, it will stop in mid-air.

He hesitated in his heart.

It's not because of soft-heartedness.

From the day when he decided to rebel and start an uprising, Wang Zheng had a clear understanding and decision.

In this chaotic world, it is nothing but eating people and being eaten. If you don't want to be inferior to anyone, the only way is to stand at the highest position.

To complete this path, one must never be stingy with killing and sacrifice.

Just this group of people.
Wang Zheng thought of the inexplicable emotions that emerged from time to time when he beheaded Niu Gai's subordinate soldiers that day.
I don't know why, I don't know if it's guilt or guilty conscience.

This group of people is also surrendering soldiers.

From a moral point of view, no matter whether it is a person or an army, they all abandon their weapons and surrender, admit defeat and give up, and then kill them all.
Wang Zheng was really having trouble getting over the hurdle in his heart.

He felt that this matter was not very authentic.

Give them another chance.

Sighing secretly that he was being hypocritical again, Wang Zheng looked at the group of captives with an extremely solemn expression.

He said slowly:

"You have been in our heavenly army for many days. If you are willing to serve this general sincerely and join Huang Tian, ​​we will build the heaven on earth together. Then everyone will have clothes to wear and everyone will have land to cultivate, and you will also receive Huang Tian's gift .”

Having said that, the language turned sharply, and the voice suddenly became cold and harsh:

"If you are not sincere, you will be punished by heaven!"

When the last word came out of the tongue, it was like a spring thunder exploding, full of awe-inspiring killing intent!
This is already an indication.

Nearly a thousand captives finally reacted.

According to the meaning of General Tiangong, this group of people is now at the moment of life and death!
If it didn't let him, or if it made Huang Tian feel "sincere".
Then my own life will "not survive" today.

next moment.

Everyone kowtowed and yelled, and the calm ones were naturally eloquent, saying that they really had submitted to the king's government wholeheartedly and were willing to join the Heavenly Army and believe in Huang Tian;
Those who panicked only knew how to shout loudly, or cried to the sky for interviews, or begged for mercy such as the general's life.

Unfortunately, sincerity and insincerity, the only standard is the system.

With the emergence of dark blue text.

More than 400 people applied to join the team.
Looking at the last captive left, Wang Zheng didn't hesitate any longer.

If you are not honest, then you are not authentic.
With a wave of his hand, the Tiangang soldiers who were sharpening their knives all around rushed fiercely.

There was a cry of killing, and the light of the knife flashed.

In the midst of howling and screaming, countless human lives bloomed with blood one by one, and passed away with the wind.

"Short."

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Yu Jin couldn't help cursing secretly.

Those who are good at training soldiers actually cherish their soldiers more. They saw that these soldiers did not die on the battlefield, but instead ended up waiting to die today.

There is regret in my heart, but also puzzlement.

"They have surrendered to you," Yu Jin couldn't help asking, "Why are you still so ruthless and disregarding human life!"

"General Tiangong, if you kill so indiscriminately, you will be rewarded sooner or later!"

"Have no regard for human life?"

Wang Zheng repeated this sentence word by word, and suddenly smiled:
"Yu Wenze, Yu Duwei."

"Do you know the source of this statement?"

When I questioned him, the other party raised this question so abruptly that Yu Jin was startled.

When he was speechless, he saw a strange look in Wang Zheng's eyes, which seemed to be reminiscing and nostalgic.

A strange line echoed in the night sky with the young man's long chants:

"The Xuan room seeks talents to visit and chase ministers, and Jia Sheng's talents are even more incomprehensible. Poor night, the front table is empty, and he does not ask the common people but asks the ghosts and gods."

At this time, the bright moon hangs high, quietly silent.

Only the rustling sound of the branches occasionally blown by the evening wind.

PS: Disregarding human life, from "Han Shu Jia Yi Biography"

(End of this chapter)