The Restoration of the Great Qin of the Three Kingdoms

768 Blood Sacrifice

Standing on the high platform, Ying Fei was in a sad mood. The [-] troops headed west towards Loulan County, plus the original [-] troops of Loulan County.

A total of [-] troops, after the tragic battle in front of Loulan City, now only [-] troops are left. Although this battle was won, the Qin army suffered heavy losses.

Twenty-five thousand troops were buried here, and they could never return.Qin Hou Yingfei led the army to fight in the north and south, and never suffered as many casualties as today.

Even facing the 30 Xianbei coalition forces, they still won the battle easily!
……

Standing on the high platform, a fierce murderous intent flashed in Ying Fei's eyes, he raised his head to the sky and howled, shouted, and said.

"The Eight Kingdoms of the Western Regions, headed by Jingjue, provoked a war, attacked my city, and killed my people. Soldiers, what should I do to tell this lord this hatred?"

When Ying Fei's angry roar spread throughout the battlefield and fell into the ears of the army, the faces of the [-] troops present were filled with grief and indignation.

A fierce murderous aura shot up into the sky, sweeping across the world, and the fifty thousand troops raised their arms and shouted angrily.

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

……

There was extreme anger in the eyes of every soldier, as if standing in front of them were the enemies who had killed him. With every shout, the army's murderous aura became stronger.

The word "revenge" was like a storm sweeping through the hearts of fifty thousand Qin soldiers. Three sounds of revenge fell, and the eyes of every soldier turned blood red, as if they were stained with blood.

There was also a trace of bloody smell in the sky, not much but easily audible.

……

"Hula."

……

The flags were in the sky, blown by the strong wind, and the flags spread all over, covering the entire high platform in haze, which made the Marquis of Qin on the stage even more eerie.

"Bring it up!"

Following Qin Hou Yingfei's order, Dian Wei, Zhao Yun and others brought over ten thousand soldiers.

Looking at the Jingjue soldiers who were brought in, a coldness flashed in Ying Fei's eyes, and said: "Hands and feet are tied, and those who disobey the order will be killed without mercy!"

"promise."

Nodding in agreement, Zhao Yun ordered the Jingjue soldiers to line up. At this moment, the Jingjue soldiers had their hands and feet bound, and they were already lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"bass!"

Pulling out the iron sword at his waist, the anger in Ying Fei's eyes seemed to turn into substance at this moment, and the edge of his sword pointed forward, pointing at the Jingjue soldier whose hands were bound, and said.

"It was this group of executioners who made our brothers fall down completely, our parents lost their sons, and our wives and children lost their husbands and fathers."

"This Marquis is here today, and I want to use their blood to commemorate the heroic souls of the fallen soldiers!"

At this moment, the world was quiet. Killing a prisoner in this era is a big deal.Because the universal view is that killing prisoners is ominous.

"kill!"

……

"puff!"

……

Heads fell one after another, rolling on the ground, blood spurted from the neck, like the brightest fireworks in the world, exuding a deadly temptation.

The monstrous smell of blood permeated the whole world. At this moment, it was difficult for everyone to even breathe.

……

The scene at this moment was too bloody, even Qin Jun, who had experienced dozens of wars, turned pale, with faint sweat on his forehead.

Killing the enemy on the battlefield is the essence of a soldier, but at this moment, the fifty thousand troops feel a little uncomfortable.

"Go home..."

"Go home..."

"Go home..."

……

The smell of blood was soaring, and the blood was rolling and flowing. Just when the army was still in shock and couldn't recover, the tragic chant resounded through the sky from the mouths of the two thousand iron eagle warriors on the high platform.

"Go home..."

"Go home..."

"Go home..."

After a while, the [-] troops followed Tie Ying Rui Shi and sang this tragic and desolate chant.At this moment, the hesitation and anxiety in the eyes of the fifty thousand troops disappeared.

Instead, it was an astonishing slaughter, returning back and forth, the brothers who died in battle could never go back, and returning fallen leaves to their roots has become a joke.

An astonishing murderous aura surged into the sky. At this moment, the eyes of every soldier turned scarlet, and the whole person seemed to be transformed into a demon, only wanting to kill.

……

Seeing the change in the momentum of the army below, a smile flickered across the corner of Ying Fei's mouth. This was exactly what he needed, otherwise the [-] army would be completely lost if he conquered the eight countries in the Western Regions.

Ying Fei didn't want such an ending.Because he knows in his heart how difficult it is to train and train cavalry, even if there are people in Bingzhou who specialize in training new troops.

According to this situation, it is inevitable that they will not be able to catch up. Now that the bloody nature of this army is aroused, it will be much easier to attack Jingjue and other eight countries.

"The three armies rest for three days, and then attack Jingjue Country!"

"promise."

Looking at the army that nodded and promised, Ying Fei stretched out his hands and pressed slightly, and then returned to Loulan City with Tie Ying Ruishi.

Now that the war is over, it is time to clean up the battlefield and reap the fruits of victory.

Ying Fei knew in his heart that there was no need for him to act at this time. With Dian Wei and Zhao Yun, two veterans, everything would be safe.

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"Lord."

Yan Xiang, who was sitting in Loulan City, also saw what happened outside the city just now. At this moment, when he saw Qin Hou Yingfei, he was still a little scared.

The massacre of [-] soldiers was too bloody. As a traditional Central Plains literati, this made Yan Xiang feel a lump in his heart.

The Central Plains Dynasty has been poisoned by Dong Zhongshu's castrated Confucianism for a long time, so that the Central Plains people have a great prejudice against blood and blood, thinking it is uncivilized.

In the impression of the Central Plains people, education should be the main thing, and benevolence and righteousness should be given to the barbarians outside the border, and morality should be used to educate them.

It's just that they didn't see that the long-term Wanghua enlightenment and benevolence and righteousness are useless, and only killing can achieve the greatest effect.

At this point, Ying Fei's sharp eyes fell on Yan Xiang's face, took a deep look, and said, "Yan Xiang, do you think this Marquis has gone too far in killing the soldiers?"

Hearing Ying Fei's question, Yan Xiang was instinctively startled, he raised his head to look at Ying Fei, cupped his hands, and said: "My lord, it's ominous to kill prisoners, although they are stubborn aliens, they have already put down their weapons. "

Hearing this, Ying Fei understood what Yan Xiang was thinking, thought for a while, and said to Yan Xiang.

"Your so-called moral education, today's Xianbei is still lingering in Mobei, ready to go south at all times. Your so-called benevolence and righteousness is to let this group of unfamiliar white-eyed wolves take the money of the Central Plains and kill the people of the Central Plains."

"Yan Xiang, remember that benevolence, righteousness and morality are for the people of the Central Plains, not for these alien races."

Having said this, Ying Fei took a deep breath, looked at the blue sky outside the city, paused every word, and said: "Emperor Gaozu once said a very good sentence, people who are not of my race must have different hearts!"

(End of this chapter)