I was born with three thousand catties of divine power. I'm in the world of Daqin.

Prisoner camps.

The Zhao prisoners looked at the wine in the bowl and were speechless for a while.

Suddenly, a voice with a crying voice sounded in the crowd.

"We... Is it going to die! "

Hearing this, the bodies of the others couldn't help but tremble, and a look of horror flashed on their faces.

"Don't scare yourself, the Qin people are just sending bowls of wine, don't think so much." Someone forced a smile.

"Yes, and it's snowing today, remember, every time it snows, my wife will... Will boil wine to warm up your body, don't lie to you ha, the old lady's craft of brewing wine can be... It's high. A man said, but tears rolled down his face.

Others looked at the man crying, pointing at the man and ridiculing.

"Erzhu, why are you still crying, shouldn't it be the wine that your mother cooked."

"Hahaha, Erzhu looks at your appearance, I have never heard of anyone who wants to drink and cry."

"Actually, you don't need this for Erzhu, isn't it just a bowl of wine, when we go home, have a drink."

Although it was ridicule, everyone's eyes were unconsciously red.

Sadness can be contagious, especially in desperate situations, especially when you know that your death is approaching.

That despair, that longing for loved ones, all hit their hearts.

Cries came from cell to cell in the camp.

At first the crying was still faint, very small, but as the crying increased.

They couldn't hold back any longer.

Tears dripped and dripped down the wine in the bowl.

Qin Jun suddenly brought them wine, it was impossible to simply warm them up.

Its intention, as long as you are not a fool, you can guess one or two.

It's a send-off drink.

After they drank this wine, they had to go on their way.

Thinking that he was about to leave this world, the emotions of some Zhao army prisoners directly collapsed.

"I don't want to die yet! My mother is still at home waiting for me to go back, my sister... She hasn't married yet, I promised him to send her married, I can't die, woo-woo..."

"I'm really going to die, but... But I made a vow to marry her immediately when I returned in triumph, but... I'm going to die!" "

"Why, we have obviously surrendered, why don't the Qin people let us go, they even killed prisoners, aren't they afraid of the contempt of the world!"

At this moment, the prisoner camp was shrouded in cries and curses.

Until an old voice sounded.

"What to cry, isn't it a death, from the moment we step on the battlefield, life and death cannot be left to us, the place of death and life, there is no turning back."

"Guys, while this wine is still hot, let's him together, and eighteen years later he will be a good man!"

"Yes! Eighteen years later, he is a good man again! "

Led by a group of people, everyone stood up, held up the wine in the bowl, and drank it on their backs.

......

The Lord will camp the tent.

Wang Gong and a group of Qin army generals walked in, and saw Huan Lian sitting in the seat of the main general with his eyes closed.

When everyone saw this, they did not say anything.

For a long time, a deep voice sounded in the tent.

"Is it dark?"

Everyone looked up at Huan Li, who didn't know when he had opened his eyes.

The eyes of the ancient well, even the flickering candle flame could not illuminate, and it seemed extremely deep.

"It's dark!" Wang Gong replied.

"Let's get started."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but tremble.

They know it's time to come!

......

Sand, sand, sand.

The horse's hooves trampled through the snow, making a subtle rubbing sound when it fell into it.

In the white snow, Huan Li rode on horseback and looked at the valley ahead.

From the outside, the valley is beautiful, especially after the snow, and it is covered with a layer of silver, which adds a touch of holiness.

It was only as it went deeper into the valley that this holiness ceased to exist and was replaced by an indescribable depression.

At a glance, there are potholes everywhere, and there are dirt as high as hills next to the potholes.

It's like graves standing there.

Soon after, the Qin army escorted the Zhao prisoners into the valley.

Nearly 210,000 Zhao prisoners were tied up in their hands and led by ropes, their heads bowed and their faces desperate.

It's like a herd of pigs and sheep escorted to a slaughterhouse.

Then one of the captives looked up at the valley and froze when he saw the potholes. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

But before he could come to his senses, he was pushed by a Qin soldier behind him and fell directly into the nearest pit.

He hasn't even reacted yet.

Just like dumplings, a prisoner named Zhao was pushed into the pit one after another.

In just a few moments, this hole was filled in half.

Only then did they come back to their senses.

A look of horror appeared on that numb face.

"The pit... Pit kill! "

"The Qin people want to bury us alive!"

"Nope!"

Everyone shouted in grief and indignation, mixed with cursing and roars.

They could never have imagined that the Qin army would actually kill them!

Pit kill!

This is one of the most painful ways to die!

They would rather be killed by the sword of the Qin army than be killed by a pit and buried in the soil to suffocate!

But they have to admit that this is also the most trouble-free way to die!

Man will eventually die, and he will eventually enter the earth.

They just went into the earth while they were alive.

On a cliff.

He stopped and looked down at the valley below.

Looking at the valley, Zhao Jun prisoners were pushed into the pit one after another, his expression was calm, and he could not see a trace of pity.

Wang Chui, who was behind Huan Li, saw this scene, and his face turned a little pale.

Seeing more than 200,000 people killed by the pit, he knew how terrifying it was.

Only then did I know how ruthless your heart is!

It's just that Wang Yi can't do anything, and he won't do anything.

Because if the battle of Changping is fought, it is the Qin army that loses.

Maybe they were the ones who were killed.

No doubt.

Qin Guo wants to compete for the world, but Zhao Guo doesn't want to.

The State of Qin launched the Battle of Changping and crippled the State of Zhao in one fell swoop.

Why didn't Zhao Guo want to use the Battle of Changping to severely damage the Qin State?

In the end, it was just that the State of Zhao lost and the State of Qin won.

Perhaps, whoever loses wins.

A group of people will be buried in this valley.

Probably, this is the meaning of the existence of this valley.

As the last Zhao prisoner was pushed into the pit, Huan Lian raised his hand, and the slender palm was already covered with snow.

The palm of the hand is between heaven and earth, there is the firmament above, and the earth below, and everything is born and destroyed in the palm.

"Bury the number!"

Like the sound of the heavens, it instantly resounded throughout the valley.

When the handsome hand fell, the earth also fell.

Obscured the view, masked the crying and cursing.

It also covers the blood and darkness of this world.

Huan Li slowly raised his head and looked at the flying snow.

"It's all about success or failure."

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