Struggle in the early Tang Dynasty

Guo Ye nodded heavily, and said, "Yes, the lives of so many brothers have been ruined, and it finally belongs to us."

After finishing speaking, he walked forward and looked down at the corpses lying everywhere below, he couldn't tell how many were from the Longxi Army and how many were from the Tucheng Defenders.

Suddenly, he said to Fatty Zhu: "Old Zhu, take a few people down, find Shao Xiao's body and head for me, and order someone to sew them up. We can't let our brother go down there and be a headless ghost." Bar?"

As soon as Guo Ye mentioned Shao Xiao, the excitement on Fatty Zhu's face dissipated immediately. People's hearts are full of flesh. It would be a lie to say that they are not sad. After all, they are brothers from Longxi together, and Shao Xiao is still a direct descendant of Guo's class .

After saying that, Fatty Zhu nodded emphatically, and without saying a word, led a few people down the tower.

"Tong Hu, bring the flag!"

With an order, Tong Hu slowly carried up the triangular flag embroidered with the word "Guo" on his shoulders, and handed it to Guo Ye with both hands.

Guo Ye took over the flag, kicked the big flag embroidered with the word "Wei" down the city, and planted his own big triangular flag on it.

Since then, Ali Tucheng, surnamed Guo.

Looking at the triangular flag fluttering in the wind, and listening to the noise of fighting and shouting in the city, Guo Ye slightly closed his eyes, and sighed in his heart, Shao Xiao, you big die, why are you so unlucky?

Thinking of the days when he met Shao Xiao, and thinking of that cowardly Big Mater, Guo Ye couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.

For a while, it was hard to restrain myself, and I felt the urge to cry.

However, he knew that at this time, even if there were tears, he would hold back his tears, the morale of the Longxi Army would not allow him to cry.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable, Guo Ye became ruthless again, and yelled at Tong Hu: "Pass the order down, Ali Tucheng, don't want men!!!!"

Chapter 228 Barren Alitu City

Ali Tucheng, no boys!

A simple sentence, but it reveals Guo Ye's endless anger and killing.

As soon as the killing order was issued, it reached the three armies.

For a time,

Three thousand Longxi troops are on the move.

There was a bloody storm in the entire Alitu City, a killing like a chicken and a dog.

The streets are full of corpses and the sound of wailing;

In the alley, blood flowed like a river, and the setting sun faded.

Everywhere in the city, wherever there were people, Longxi soldiers could be seen waving butcher knives and laughing ferociously.

Everywhere in the city, wherever there are people, you can smell the pungent and disgusting smell, and the air is filled with boundless blood.

kill,

The overwhelming massacre has continued...

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At this time, Guo Ye had already moved the army camp to the guard's mansion in Ali Tucheng, the residence of Wei Mu that day.

This is a house with Northwest characteristics. The outside is made of khaki mud bricks, and the four walls are all khaki. The color is so monotonous and simple that it looks a bit shabby.

In fact, it is not the case, but there is something different inside.

The structure and decoration of the house are completely modeled after the rich houses in Chang'an, Luoyang and other places.

There is no lack of wealth and extravagance in the antique style.

Sitting in front of the desk, Guo Ye found that the smokers curling up from the corners of the desk were all rare treasures of the moment.

It can be seen that although Wei Mu and others are outside the Northwest Great Wall, they still care about the Central Plains and their former homeland in their hearts.

As for the four outer walls, it would be easier to explain if there is even a window for ventilation.

Because the climate in the northwest is dry and the wind and sand are extremely strong, it is not comparable to the Central Plains or the rich places in the south of the Yangtze River.

Strong westerly winds and dust and sandstorms are the characteristics of the Northwest.

Every morning, noon and night, it is common for the westerly wind to blow, and things like sandstorms come from time to time, like playing house.

Ordinary people, who can stand it?

In this climate and environment, if you still dig a wall and open a window to see the scenery, you will either be full and have nothing to do, or your brain will be kicked by a donkey's hoof.

The killing was in full swing outside, but Guo Ye hid in the guard's mansion at this time, as if Fusheng was stealing half a day's leisure, and he didn't hear anything outside the window.

Sitting alone in the room, thinking about things quietly...

After about a while,

Suddenly there was a lot of noise outside, and the footsteps were heavy and chaotic.

Listen to the sound even closer,

Swearing, laughing and cursing, talking nonsense.

Cheng Erniu, who had a loud gunshot, was among them.

squeak~~

The door was pushed open, as expected, Cheng Erniu was the first to bear the brunt, and then, Pang Feihu, Gan Zhushou, Ruan Laosan, Zhang Xiaoqi and others rushed into the door one after another.

all here,

All those who were able to mount their horses and fight in Guo's class were present, and none of them was left behind.

These people came in and saluted Guo Ye one after another. Before they were seated, Guan Jiujiu and Fatty Zhu, two big brains, came in after a long time.

Guo Ye glanced at the crowd, aside from Guan Jiujiu and Zhu Fatty, who were not good at riding swords, the others were all unkempt, with dirty faces, and there was no clean spot on their bodies.

The blood stains all over his body were very visible, especially Cheng Erniu, who even stepped on the mud on his leather boots, to be precise, it should be plasma.

Guo Ye looked at their expressions and thought to himself, it seems that the outside world has done enough to kill them.

Sure enough, Cheng Erniu shouted carelessly: "Brother, grandma, when I get down here in the future, I will definitely be thrown into the [-]th floor of hell by King Yama, and I will never be reborn forever. Do you know how many people I have killed with my son-in-law today?" Are there people? There are two thousand people here, take a look~~"

As he said that, he pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist, held it up in both hands and handed it to Guo Ye, and said: "Even with the horizontal knife made of high-quality fine iron, you have cut so many cuts, hey, my mother knows I am so confused, I guess I will have to eat fast and chant Buddha for a long time."

Hearing Cheng Erniu's complaints, Guo Ye took another look at the horizontal knife in front of him. It was indeed full of gaps, and it was scrapped and could no longer be used.