[Red Mansion] Let's listen to a general's order

As one of the senior generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Gongsun Yue had experienced many times of death on the battlefield. If he was really timid and fearful, Prince Li Tianyue would not accept his daughter as his side concubine to win him over. he.But even so, seeing the murderous intent in Jia Lian's eyes, he felt a chill in his heart.This man, who had seen countless corpses and seas of blood, trembled involuntarily, and did not dare to look straight at Jia Lian again.He only had to bite his lip to suppress the thought of running away.

Moreover, not only Jia Lian, but all the soldiers who heard the conversation between Jia Lian and Gongsun Yue also surrounded him one by one, and each of them looked at Gongsun Yue with unkind expressions.

Seeing that Jia Daishan was still indecisive, Jia Lian completely gave up.

"Come on! Pass the order! Take the despicable Huns into the woods in batches and execute them on the spot! Avenge my General Zhou!" Jia Lian roared with veins on his face, "What are the consequences? !Whether it’s God or the emperor, I will be responsible for it myself!!!”

"The Marquis is mighty! The Marquis is mighty! The Marquis is mighty!!!" Suddenly, there was cheering from nearby.

But all the wounded Da Zhou soldiers raised their weapons together and excitedly supported Jia Lian.

One to ten, ten to a hundred, the voices were deafening and deafening.

Every Dazhou soldier may have different wounds, but the same thing is that they all have a pair of wet eyes that cannot be concealed on their excited expressions.For high-ranking generals or soldiers from a wealthy family of martial arts, the benefits of Niu Jin are not obvious.But for the great Zhou soldiers who were born in poverty, Niu Jin was their great benefactor and the object of their most respect and admiration.

Niu Jin has conquered east and west for decades, and except for some fancy little things, all the gains he got are distributed to his soldiers.He never withheld military pay, and the treatment of soldiers under him was the best in the entire army; he never beat or scolded soldiers, and if someone bullied his soldiers, he would take them back personally even if that person was the king of heaven; the soldiers died in battle Now, no matter which general or high official dares to stretch out his hand to pay the pension for the fallen soldiers, he will dare to cut off that person's hands and make a mess; if there are only orphans and widows left in the soldier's family, he will send someone to take good care of them That family, when the child grows up, will find a job for him to support his wife and children.

Niu Jin spent decades making every bit of this, and all the soldiers of Dazhou responded to his sentiments.Therefore, even if he dies, Niu Jin's prestige in the army cannot be challenged by just anyone.

Gongsun Yue was so angry that his mouth was tongue-tied and his hands were trembling. It took him a long time to yell out: "Huh! The surname is Jia! This general will definitely impeach you with a memorial!" Under his poor language, he didn't know whether he was impeaching Jia Lian It is better to impeach Jia Daishan.

But Jia Lian only responded with one word.

"roll!"

The soldiers next to him also stared at Gongsun Yue fiercely, and cursed in unison: "Get out---" They heard clearly from the side that this General Gongsun was only doing it for his own benefit, unlike Jia Junhou who was sincerely trying to do it for him. The General takes revenge.The general is a good man, but it's a pity that good men don't live long.When the general was alive, they were very soft-spoken and could not do anything for him. After his death, they had to avenge him no matter what!Kill all the Huns! !

Gongsun Yue's old face was flushed red, his eyes were full of embarrassment, and he booed at his soldiers.At the beginning, he tried to use his majesty to silence the soldiers, but it only brought about the opposite effect. The soldiers became more and more dissatisfied, so they had to shake their sleeves and leave embarrassingly.

Jia Daishan looked at Gongsun Yue's embarrassed back with pity, he knew that this third-rank general who fought against bandits would be half useless after that.With these tens of thousands of Da Zhou sergeants joining the main force, today's affairs will go away. He lost all morale.From now on, there will be no more soldiers willing to follow him, and even his direct descendants will collapse.

It doesn't matter if you offend Gongsun, the problem is that if you offend Gongsun, you will offend his backer, Prince Li Tianyue.Gongsun Yue's city is not so deep, and his heart is not so broad.Jia Lian humiliated him in public like this and ruined his future, yet he didn't take any revenge on Jia Lian, which was not in line with his character at all.Right now, he is holding back, fearing that he knows that there is nothing he can do now, and he will slander the prince when he returns to court.

With the protection of the emperor and Wang Dashi, there is nothing wrong with it, I am afraid that the crown prince will anger them all in the Jia family... Jia Daishan thought worriedly.

Thinking of this, Jia Daishan couldn't help looking at Jia Lian with a trace of complaint and blame in his eyes, and he felt quietly dissatisfied in his heart.

Jia Lian didn't know what my own father was thinking.

At this time, he was coldly watching the Hun captives who were ignorant and looking left and right being taken into the woods in batches.

"Kill!" An categorical order.

As soon as the words fell, a few "clank" sounds were heard, and the saber of the Da Zhou soldier came out of its sheath.Then there were a few sounds of sharp blades piercing the air, and before the Hun captives had time to react, their heads rolled off one by one before they had time to beg for mercy.The blood from the neck splashed spots on the big tree beside it, and flowed down the tree surface, winding and dripping on the emerald green grass, bright and evil red.

"Next batch." Jia Lian said unmoved.

The corpses and heads were quickly cleaned up one by one, carried down, and thrown into the big pit that had been dug long ago.There was no river nearby, and Jia Lian would not allow the soldiers to use precious water to clean the environment. In order to prevent the Hun captives from becoming suspicious and resisting, he led the people to another clean place.

Soon, a sergeant brought up another batch of equally ignorant Hun captives tied up with ropes.

"kill!"

Jia Lian stared at the arc drawn by the blade, but after a while, the blade fell and sprayed blood arrows high and high, spraying them on the nearby trees and soil in different depths, and that neat movement was amazing. Not one of the Hun captives let out a scream.

If so, Jia Lian began to tire of constantly changing places to kill the Hun captives.Next, just stop at a place not far from the original place.

"next batch."

Even though many "executors" are veterans who have survived many battles in the army, the posture of swinging their knives at this moment is gradually becoming a little stiff and tired.The sharply sharpened butcher's knife does not seem to be as sharp as it was at the beginning. Some veterans even feel that their legs and feet are weak, but relying on the revenge of Niu Jin for the dead, and the new belief standing by - killing With the support of Shen Jialian, the killing just barely continued.

If you walk too much at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts, and if you kill too many prisoners, some prisoners will eventually find out that something is wrong.

A Hun prisoner who was a Hun eagle shooter before being captured had long felt that his family members were being driven into the woods non-stop, but no one came out, so he secretly paid attention.After they, the Hun captives, were escorted into the woods, seeing the pity and undisguised joy in the eyes of the Zhou soldiers around him, his sense of uneasiness became more and more serious.

The eagle shooter was horrified when he saw in the distance the Zhou Dynasty God of Killing who was still covered in blood red and thousands of Zhou Dynasty soldiers who were surrounded by vigorous fierce and murderous aura waiting for them.He hurriedly looked around the environment, and saw a bright red on the trees and grass not far away.

"escape!"

Run for your life before you reach the God of Death!

The Condor Shooter stopped, and tried his best to knock away the unsuspecting soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty, and shouted: "The Zhou people want to kill the prisoners! Run away!!!!!!!!!"

The eagle shooter held a very high status in the hearts of these Huns. Hearing what he said, the Huns captives who were also suspicious hurriedly pushed aside the Zhou soldiers around them and scattered in all directions.

To the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty, these Xiongnu captives were like fish on a chopping board, they were all up to them to kill or slice, and they did not expect them to resist.It doesn't matter if it's cold, they really escaped ten steps away.

Jia Lian's eyes narrowed, he stepped on the horse's pedals, and sat on Ben Xiao's back.With a tacit understanding, Ben Xiao ran towards the fleeing Xiongnu captives.

Hand up the gun. Fall.

The fire dragon Liquan mercilessly stabbed all the Hun prisoners who dared to escape to death one by one.

Afterwards, Jia Lian looked at the back of the only remaining Hun captive—the sculpture shooter several hundred meters away.

How could Jia Lian allow him to escape, so he took off his strong bow, and when the bowstring rang, four feathered arrows shot out like meteors chasing the moon, nailing the limbs of the eagle shooter who thought he could escape smoothly by taking advantage of the complex terrain .

"Ah──" The eagle shooter felt the severe pain from his limbs. Originally, this small pain could not make him, an elite among the Huns, cry out, but he could definitely feel that his tendons and hamstrings were also being crushed. This sharp arrow cuts off.

He can no longer shoot arrows, race horses, or go into battle to kill enemies!He has become a useless person! !

A huge panic and despair rose quietly in his heart.

The eagle shooter turned his head with difficulty, and looked at the bloody gun that pierced through the air. His heart trembled, and he closed his eyes involuntarily, with a flash of relief in his heart.

For the Huns, there is nothing more terrible than being a waste.

Jia Lian, who killed the Condor Shooter with one shot, slowly rode Ben Xiao back.

He looked up at the sky, and was about to speed up the progress, but luckily it wasn't much worse.

Jia Lian didn't change the venue anymore, and directly asked the soldiers to bring the Huns captives to the place where the Huns' corpses were lying here and there, and pressed them to the ground one by one in the blood that had not yet drained.Seeing the miserable corpses of their brothers, most of the subsequent Hun captives were already paralyzed, but there were also those who went crazy and wanted to resist, but they were let go by mistake one by one, and Jia Jun was even more tired. The veterans who were humiliated by Hou's own shot were kicked to the ground.Thousands of human heads fell to the ground at the same time, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

When this seemingly endless massacre finally ended, all the Da Zhou soldiers who were still standing let out a sigh of relief.This is really killing people like chopping melons and vegetables!But soon someone couldn't help vomiting.

Jia Lian didn't laugh at them, because his own heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He looked up at the sky.

Uncle Niu, would you be happy to do this?

Through the ever-changing white clouds, Jia Lian seemed to see that ugly man who was extremely ugly opened his mouth and smiled, and could almost see the root of his tongue swaying from side to side.

"Brothers! I'm Jia Lian. You all know that Niu Jin, the general of our Great Zhou, was killed by a poisonous arrow from the Huns. In front of Yanmen County, they want to capture our Dazhou territory, plunder our hard-earned gold and silver, bully our wives and daughters who love jewels, and destroy our peaceful and stable homeland!" Jia Lian's words floated down from the sky and fell into the tens of thousands of people. For the rest of his life after hundreds of battles, he was heard by the most elite fighters of the Great Zhou Army.