Confucianism in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 17 The Killing Sword

There are tall mountains on the left and right sides, and the waterfall flows down the cliff like a knife, like a green dragon spitting out its saliva, stirring up water splashes in the mountain stream.

It's just that the originally clear stream has been stained red with blood at this moment, and corpses lie there one after another, with eyes staring at the sky, as if they still retain shock and fear at the last moment of death.

"Let's go!" An anxious woman shouted from beside her.

"Mom!" cried the child.

"Don't worry about Mommy, run for your life!"

"Father!" The little boy knelt down on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Do not….."

"Father!"

There was a loud noise, and the little boy turned his head, only to see that Dad's chest was full of sharp arrows, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, and those Qin soldiers behind him had already caught up with him.

"Father!" The little boy called out heart-piercingly.

"Run!" The woman beside her pushed her child, tears blurring her vision.

"Let's go! Get out of here quickly, there is still hope in life, otherwise we will all die here." The old man beside him pulled his granddaughter.

The originally peaceful and quiet village suddenly turned into a purgatory on earth.

"Fire arrows!"

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and countless sharp arrows pierced through the bodies of the villagers. They wailed and fell into a pool of blood, which merged into a river.

"Kill me! No one will be left behind! Take away the food in the village that can be taken away, and burn all the food that cannot be taken away!" The leading officer ordered.

"Yes!" The soldiers replied.

"Ah..." A miserable roar pierced the sky, and a huge human head rolled to the ground.

"Quick!" The leading officer glanced at the head, and immediately urged the soldiers under him to move on.

"Pfft!"

A sharp knife pierced the chest of an old woman.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

The old woman struggled to grab a Qin soldier beside her, and bit his neck with all her strength.

"what……"

Qin Bing let out a shrill scream.

"Do not……."

Seeing his relatives die in Qin Bing's hands one by one, the man was distraught and indignant.

"I... fight with you...!"

The man rushed to Qin Bing, and a sword pierced his body from behind and pierced his chest.

"It's the Qin army!" The scouts hiding in the dense forest not far away discovered the atrocities of the Qin army in the village.

"Hurry up and report to the general!" The scout said, retreating quietly, and quickly swept towards the distance.

.........

"General! There is a military situation!"

"Why are you so flustered?" Lord Xinling looked at the scout and asked.

"Qin Jun...Qin Jun is looting the village!" The scout knelt on one knee and panted, "There are about forty people."

"what?"

Zhang Tan stood up abruptly, stared at the scouts sharply, and said angrily, "Qin Gou An dare!"

"Quickly gather the soldiers and horses, let the vanguard battalion go immediately! Never let a Qin soldier go." Lord Xinling ordered that if any Qin army left alive, the whereabouts of the Wei army would inevitably be leaked.

"Mr. Xinling, I'm going too!" Zhang Tan suddenly came out and begged, his tone firm.

"Brother Fu, you and I are going to kill Qin Gou right now!"

"But..." Lord Xinling hesitated.

"Don't look at Brother Fu's young age, he defeated me before, let him go with me to kill Qin Gou!" Zhang Tan saw that he was worried about Fu Nian's safety, and said.

"That's it, just take care." Lord Xinling pondered for a moment, and finally agreed.

When Zhang Tan and other Wei troops arrived, what they saw was a tragic scene. A raging fire had already ignited in the center of the village, and corpses were lying all over the ground in an extremely embarrassing state.

Qin soldiers are burning houses and burning the collected food.

Bandits are like combing, soldiers are like shavings, and officials are like shaving.

"Damn Qin thief dares to harm the common people, seek death!" Zhang Tan was furious, pulled out the iron knife at his waist, flew up, turned into a ponytail with a flick of his wrist, instantly cut off the head of a Qin soldier, blood spurted out.

"Ah~"

Qin Bing screamed and fell down.

Qin Bing realized that the enemy was attacking and immediately set up a defensive formation.

"Kill!" The iron knife in Zhang Tan's hand fluttered, the blade cut across, and the bodies of Qin Bing fell down one by one.

Seeing this, all the soldiers of Wei drew out their weapons and rushed towards the soldiers of Qin.

Zhang Tan was extremely brave, his sword would surely kill him, he killed the leading Qin soldier with one blow, the rest of the Qin soldiers did not dare to fight any more, they almost wanted to run away.

"Hahaha! What a joy to kill!" Zhang Tan laughed loudly, leading Wei Bing to chase after him.

It was the first time for Fu Nian to see such a bloody and brutal scene, and his face turned slightly pale. He had never seen such a brutal and bloody scene from later generations.Even if he has seen killing on the battlefield before.

War is bound to be accompanied by killing, but he never imagined it would be like this, what is wrong with these people?If so, they were born in the wrong era.

Damn these Qin soldiers!

He could feel the strong death aura, this was the first time he had been in close contact with so many dead people, the sword aura in his body was about to move, as if these death aura were attracting them.

There was even an urge in his heart to swallow the death energy, but he still restrained himself.

Fu Nian did not join the battle group, these Qin soldiers were already dead in his eyes, he believed in Zhang Tan and others.

He went straight to the village, he wondered if there were any living people.

His keen hearing picked up intermittent begging for mercy.

"Master Jun!...Let her go!...Don't..." A delicate voice came intermittently.

Fu Nian stopped in her footsteps, frowned, and immediately ran to the source of the sound. A woman in disheveled clothes was lying on the ground, with bright red blood bubbling from her abdomen.

The little girl huddled in the corner without saying a word, her beautiful phoenix eyes were only cold at the moment.

A sharp sword energy passed through Qin Bing's throat, and blood sprayed out. Qin Bing's eyes widened and he fell slowly.

This is his first murder.

His sword was not out of its sheath, but the man was dead.

Fu Nian immediately rushed to the woman's side, helped her up, a stream of warm blood soaked his hands, and the warm touch made his hands tremble slightly.

The woman's body was already chilling, and he knew she was going to die.

He finally came one step late.

"I came late." Fu Nian was full of guilt, if he had arrived earlier, maybe he could have saved one more person.

"I killed Sanniang..."

The little girl's eyes were rosy, and she lowered her head, but she was stubborn but didn't let the tears fall.

Her face was painted with a layer of black ash, but this disguise was full of loopholes, because the whiteness on her neck was too conspicuous.

Those little hands are also very slender, white and tender as jade.

The poem says that the hands are like catkins, the skin is like creamy fat, the collar is like a grub, and the teeth are like a gourd rhinoceros. It must be like this.

He noticed a red jade on the waist of the dead Qin Bing, and the decoration on the jade obsidian seemed to be the jade chi and phoenix pattern of the Yue Kingdom.

Taking a closer look, this object is not ruby, it should be agate, which is as crystal clear as a burning red flame.

It is recorded in Baiwen Jishilu that there is a rare treasure in Baiyue Huoyu Village, which is shaped like a flame, and its name is Huoyu Agate.

He didn't know the identity of the little girl, but if it was as he knew, it was likely that she was from Baiyue, a survivor of the Yue Kingdom, and she had a lot to do with Huoyuzhuang.

As soon as her descendants appeared in Han, she looked like she didn't recognize this thing, presumably because she was separated from her parents when she was a baby, and this thing was a token left by her parents.

Thinking of this, he had some ideas, but he didn't want to ask too many questions.

"This accessory should belong to a girl." Fu Nianwen said in a low voice, he took the rumored Huoyu agate accessory off Qin Bing's body and put it in the little girl's hands.

The little girl didn't answer, but just picked up the fire and rain agate, gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took the woman's hand and held it, and whispered something in her ear, as if the woman hadn't left her yet.

It can be said that the dust is full of sparse curtains and plain belts are floating, and it is really dark and pitiful. I secretly wiped tears on the green shirt several times, and suddenly I saw emerald green Qiao near the rhinoceros.

"You stay here for a while, I still need to see other people." Fu Nian didn't want to delay for a moment, and needed time for her to slow down.

"Yeah." The little girl looked up at Fu Nian, there seemed to be a hint of warmth in those cold eyes, maybe it was because he saved her.

Fu Nian turned and left, and searched the village again.

It's a pity that he didn't get what he wanted, he didn't even find a living person, and his heart gradually cooled down.

When he found Zhang Tan with the little girl, the battle was over, and no evil Qin Bing was spared.

"Brother Fu, are you okay?" Zhang Tan saw that he was in a low mood, and saw a little girl beside him, and asked, "Who is she?"

The black ash on the girl's face was mixed with the tear stains, she looked like a tabby cat, but she was so cute.

It's just that the sad look on his face is really worrying.

"She's Yuchan'er, she's from this village." Fu Nian said to Zhang Tan, then looked at the corpses of the villagers, and said, "Brother Zhang, let's bury them."

"Brother Fu, don't worry, we will leave this matter to us." Zhang Tan patted Fu Nian on the shoulder.

Everyone reluctantly buried these dead people on a hill.

The corpses of the killed Qin soldiers were gathered together and buried in the pit.

Yuchan'er sat silently beside the hill with her head lowered, neither crying nor making trouble.

"Let's go." Fu Nian came to her side and said softly to her.

"Can I follow you?" Yuchan'er looked at Fu Nian with a hint of hope in her eyes.

Fu Nian looked at her, with an inexplicable pity in his heart, nodded and said: "Of course, I can take you wherever you want to go."

Yu Chan'er's lips twitched to say something, but she didn't say it in the end.

(End of this chapter)