Eternal Night

Chapter 131 Acting for Heaven
Wu Xianxiao stretched out his hand, and the three strong men with heavy weapons in front of him fell into his hand, and then he rubbed them and they turned into a meat ball.

He lifted the meat ball and threw it towards the city wall. With a snap, the meat ball exploded into meat paste. At least twenty soldiers on the city wall were pierced by the bone fragments exploded from the meat paste. They fell to the ground howling and slowly died.

At this point, everyone on the battlefield who dared to stand, hold weapons, or try to escape or attack had died.

Wu Xianxiao kicked down the city wall and lifted up the city gate to smash the city lord's mansion. The whole town was dead silent, but there was no chaos because any soldiers who dared to set fires, flee, or yell had all been killed by Wu Xianxiao.

The captured barbarians knelt and kowtowed, calling out to the Eternal Heaven, the God of Heaven, and other similar words. Wu Xianxiao ignored them and walked to a prisoner camp, gently opened the locked cage with his hands, and then said to dozens of people among them: "Besides you, are there any other Song people?"

These dozens of people had already been scared to death, and their bodies were covered with feces and urine. When they saw Wu Xianxiao coming towards them, they thought that this crazy demon was in a killing spree and was going to turn them into meat paste.

Everyone saw everything that happened just now.

The city lord, who was also the military commander of this military town, immediately led the dignitaries in the city and the army when he learned of Wu Xianxiao's arrival. He fell off his horse when he saw him from a distance. This was very disrespectful, but Wu Xianxiao didn't even say a word to him. He raised his hand and shot him in the head. Then, all those who dared to raise troops, dared to escape, dared to set fire, dared to rob, and dared to kill people were killed on the spot one by one.

It took less than a second to cover a hundred meters. With a casual slap, he smashed the man, horse and armor to pieces. He picked up a log with a diameter of several meters outside the city and threw it far away. Above the city wall was a piece of bloody flesh. As for closing the city gate, he just kicked a hole in the wall with one foot, then tore the city gate into pieces with both hands and threw it far into the city lord's mansion, destroying a piece of the building.

This was no longer a battle that ordinary people should face. Even if someone wanted to flee, set fire, rob and escape in the chaos, they couldn't even see Wu Xianxiao's figure. They would either be killed by various objects from a distance, or be turned into meat balls and pulp by Wu Xianxiao...

An important northern city with at least 3,000 soldiers, had just joined the powerful northern uprising army of the Song Dynasty. In less than ten minutes, at least a thousand people were killed. The remaining people all knelt on the ground in fear, not daring to flee, stand, speak or raise their heads. They were completely frightened. After that, they didn't even dare to go to the battlefield and were completely destroyed.

Wu Xianxiao was not angry either, and asked again: "Besides you, are there any other people from Song Dynasty?"

There was one brave man among the dozens of people. He was a young man who was dressed better but had a dishevelled face and body with scars. He immediately stepped forward and said, "We are the only people from Song Dynasty. We had some, but we were all killed..."

Wu Xianxiao nodded, motioning for these people to come out of the open-air prison. He did not mind their filthiness and stench, but approached them and asked, "Why were you arrested? This place is far away from the territory of the Song Dynasty, right?"

The dozens of people looked at each other, and a middle-aged man bowed and said, "Gods and gods don't know, we are a caravan with salt permits from the government..."

According to the middle-aged man's description, they were a type of merchant in the Song Dynasty. They led caravans to the border areas to transport grain to the military towns and armies in the border areas, and then obtained salt permits from the court of the Song Dynasty. This permit allowed them to obtain salt shares from the salt-producing areas, and then make a profit by selling salt.

"… This place was not originally the territory of the Song Dynasty, but recently, various places have rebelled, all flying the flag of the Song Dynasty, respecting the emperor as the emperor, and submitting letters of surrender, all saying they are from the Song Dynasty. The emperor and the ministers feel that we cannot disappoint these righteous men, and even Minister Zong thinks this is feasible, so our caravans that are delivering food to the important border towns will have to enter the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun."

The young man said bitterly: "But these are barbarians, they don't know what propriety and honor are. When they saw our caravan buying some goods from outside the Great Wall, they immediately had evil thoughts and robbed us of everything. They even wanted to kill us. If it weren't for the arrival of the gods, we would have no hope of returning home!"

Wu Xianxiao was silent for a moment, then said to the dozens of people: "Go find some horses, ask the soldiers to take back your property, and return to the Song Dynasty."

Dozens of people expressed their gratitude. Just as they turned to leave, Wu Xianxiao looked at the tens of thousands of prisoners around him and suddenly asked, "Are there any Han people among them?"

Dozens of people were stunned, not understanding what Wu Xianxiao meant for a moment. Wu Xianxiao then asked solemnly, "Northern Han people, Han people from the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, are there any of them here?"

Many people were still confused, so the young man stood up and bowed, saying, "Yes, they are just gods... They are having a hard time now. The government... No, the court seems to be hesitant about whether to recognize them. Many officials think they are actually barbarians. Some even say that those who enter China are Chinese, and those who leave China are barbarians. I heard before that many village elders came from the north, but the officials in the court were not allowed to see them..."

Wu Xianxiao's face was gloomy and his hair stood up, but he still said to the young man in a gentle voice: "Help me point out who these Han people in the north are. Thank you for your hard work, brother."

The young man was shocked and bowed repeatedly, but he didn't dare to recognize him at all.

The servants and steward he brought with him were quite familiar with the north, and they immediately began to lead people to identify the Han people among the captives.

At this time, the young man said respectfully to Wu Xianxiao: "The divine man went to the extreme north, and we haven't heard from him for several days."

Wu Xianxiao casually replied, "He went to hunt down the remnants of the Jin people... Let's not talk about that. Let me ask you, where is Zong Ze now? In Bianliang?"

The young man glanced around and whispered, "Mr. Zong is naturally in Bianliang... Bianliang is really unstable, and factional strife has already begun in the court. This is not something that we, the common people, can say much about."

Wu Xianxiao nodded silently. Soon, as some people could be identified, some could speak Chinese, and some had yellow skin, black eyes, and black hair, Wu Xianxiao could only roughly confirm that some people were Han Chinese. He didn't care whether there were any barbarians pretending to be Han Chinese. He immediately found a good opportunity and gathered more than 2,000 Han Chinese men, women, old and young together. He said loudly: "Now, I will set you free."

"You can decide where to go as you wish. If you want to occupy this city, I will let you do that. If you want to go back to your original mountain villages, you can leave. If you stay, the weapons, walls, and various facilities in this city will belong to you. I don't understand anything else, and I can't control so much. I can only promise you that I will let the Song Dynasty give you national treatment as soon as possible. As long as you are Han Chinese in the north and south, you will be treated the same!"

Wu Xianxiao thought that he had little education and was not good at politics. After saying all this, he thought for a moment, then turned around and walked into the town. He walked to the top of the city wall and shouted angrily: "All soldiers in this town, listen up! Gather on the parade ground! I'll give you five minutes. If you are late, I won't wait for you!"

The sound echoed throughout the town, but no one dared to move for a moment. Wu Xianxiao didn't care. He broke off a piece of rock from the city wall, lifted it up and smashed it towards the place where there were many soldiers kneeling on the ground. Suddenly there was a sound of ghosts howling, and soon all the soldiers gathered on the parade ground trembling.

Wu Xianxiao jumped to the front of the parade ground and shouted, "You still have more than 2,000 people. I'm leaving soon, so I can't take care of you anymore. I'm afraid you'll kill all the Han people here to vent your anger, so I'll give you two choices. First, you can attack me collectively now, and I'll kill you all and put an end to it all."

"Second, from your own team, draw one out of five, and kill all the people drawn. You do it yourself, and after you kill them all, I will let the rest go."

"I'll give you ten seconds to make your choice!"

After a while, Wu Xianxiao left the bloody parade ground. The surviving barbarian soldiers were no longer a concern.

There are about 2,000 Han people in the north. They are extremely brave and have strong bones because they can live in this northern region. With Wu Xianxiao's killing and promises, these Han people quickly organized themselves into families, villages, and several nearby villages as a township. Then, under the leadership of the remaining village elders, they formed a group.

However, Wu Xianxiao had no idea what happened next. He took the frightened Daphne with him, with Jiujiu resting on one shoulder, and strode southward overnight.

Now the entire north has become the nominal territory of the Song Dynasty.

However, Wu Xianxiao discovered along the way that it was only in name only. There were still remnants of the Jin people, but their number was small. The Liao nobles were the most restored. They changed their banners and still acted tyrannically. Even the barbarians from the grasslands took the opportunity to rush into the north, occupied cities and fought under the banner of the Song Dynasty, and even got the recognition of the court.

The key point is that this recognition also includes food and other gifts. According to a prefectural official killed by Wu Xunxiao, anyone who leads troops to "revolt" will be given a certain amount of silver and food for every 1,000 soldiers. Five thousand soldiers will be given a certain amount of silver and ten thousand soldiers will be given a certain amount of silver and food. At this point, in addition to money and food, there are even other official titles and rewards, such as county princesses and even princesses...

All this really made Wu Xianxiao so angry that he was about to explode.

I fought hard to kill the northern giant monster and reversed your fucking shame of Jingkang. How many people in Bianliang died and were injured, and how many loyal soldiers died and were injured. I thought at least there was a new future, but in the end, you changed your rhetoric and form, and continued to offer sacrifices, money, food and women! ?

There is no way. I am not good at politics, military affairs or culture. I don't know how to solve this mess in the north, so there is only one way...

kill!

Only kill!

Starting from the northern border of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, Wu Xianxian has been killing his way all the way!

Anyone who enslaves, plunders, or robs Song or Han people will be killed!

Anyone who is not a Song or Han person will be declared as the local ruler and killed!

Anyone who sends money and food to the barbarians of the Song Dynasty, whether they are civilians or officials, will be killed!

In just two days, the entire north collapsed, and a large number of barbarians abandoned everything and fled into the grasslands, the mountains and forests of the far north, and the desert...

At this moment, no one knew where Wu Xianxiao got a large white flag with four words written in blood on it. He blatantly came straight to Bianliang from the official road.

"Do justice for heaven!"

(End of this chapter)