The weapon tycoon who traveled to Daqin

"Oh, this is simply the path of blood and tears of the Huns." Shangwen said to himself.

The whip kept beating the Huns boy, whose body was still small. The boy was beaten until he cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf. He lay on the ground and kept rolling. The Qin soldiers beat him even more crazily. Soon, the boy stopped moving.

The soldiers of the Qin army were tired of the beating. They put the whips on their waists and pulled out their sabers. They slashed at them with one blow. "Hey, what a good head." The soldier smiled and hung the head on his waist.

Naofumi watched all this happen. He didn't use his hands to check whether he was still breathing. He just slashed to death.

Naofumi could only be described as cruel. "Go, you two, take care of the bodies." The soldier pointed at the two Huns boys and said. The boy didn't speak. He was probably tired. The arm waving the shovel was too immobile.

"Bastard". The soldier whipped him over. The Hun boy fell to the ground without moving. "Hey, I got a good head again." He rolled up his sleeves and put the whip on his waist, ready to pull it out.

Knife. A young man suddenly broke out and knelt down. He stopped the soldier and muttered something. His face was covered with dust. But two lines of clear tears could be seen. He kept crying in his mouth. Listen.

The tone seemed to beg the soldier not to kill the boy who was already lying on the ground. He kept pointing his finger at himself, begging hard, and shouting in a hoarse voice that was very sad. Naofumi understood clearly. This may be a pair of brothers or that

Relatives of the begging young man. The begging young man only asked to let go of the young man who was already lying on the ground. The soldier was unmoved. The knife had been drawn out. The soldier kept kicking the begging young man. "Get away, otherwise you will be killed."

"Kill together." The soldier kicked the begging boy in the chest with all his strength. A large pool of blood had spit out from the corner of the boy's mouth. The bright red blood had stained the only piece of cloth in front of the chest. The soldier remained unmoved, and the surrounding people

The Huns stopped what they were doing.

There was hatred in his eyes. There was blood in his eyes. There were tears in his eyes. The Huns were already hating them to the extreme. At this time, seeing something bad, a captain hurriedly pulled Shangwen away. Shangwen still wanted to stay for a while, but he was not as strong as these soldiers.

Shangwen was struggling and was pushed into the car. The captain had drawn his sword at some point and was protecting Shangwen. There was a sound of footsteps, and a group of Qin Army soldiers had already arrived. A Qin Army cavalry team flew over.

Running over, Shangwen saw through the car window that the soldiers in custody had begun to break away from each other and gathered together. Many people began to gather. The Qin people, the Huns, the Qin army scolded, and the horses neighed. Suddenly, Shangwen heard a sound.

The sad wailing sound. The sound was extremely desolate. Naofumi was moved in his heart. It must be the one who begged the young man. His brothers and relatives were killed. The tragedy can be imagined.

Naofumi didn't have time to think too much. He heard a huge roar from behind the car. It was from the Huns. Only people who have been suppressed for a long time can have such a voice of resistance. Then there was the sound of metal clashing of swords. The roar was from the Qin people. It was from the Huns.

.There are also horses. During fierce fights between people, the horses also seem to be infected and let out different roars.

The car gradually left the killing battlefield. Nothing could be heard. But Naofumi sat in the car blankly. Bleeding, bleeding. The blood burst out of the human body like spring water. It became a stream and a river.

Cheng Jianghai. Naofumi could still vaguely hear the sound of metal collision. It was not as beautiful as the percussive music. There were only life-threatening notes. Naofumi couldn't stand it anymore. He felt like he was about to collapse.

"Shangwen. Shangwen." Meng Tian shook Shangwen. Shangwen still stared blankly into the distance. That direction was where the highway was being built.

"Alas." Naofumi sighed heavily.

"Let's go and take a look." Naofumi had already walked to the carriage alone to take a look.

Meng Tian came to tell Shang Wen that King Qin was coming to the north for inspection. But when he saw Shang Wen looking downcast, Meng Tian couldn't say anything. In addition, the troops he brought immediately went into the battle to suppress the Huns. So, that's it.

I can't take care of Naofumi anymore. The best I can do is ensure safety.

Groups of men and horses are advancing quickly. It is the mobilization of surrounding military forces. It sounds like a very neat pace. It is like death is calling.

There were a bunch of people lying scattered on the battlefield. Several halberds were stuck crookedly on the corpses. There were severed limbs everywhere. The flowing internal organs and blood were mixed together. On the built black road, flies were flying all over the ground.

It's all. And those crows are just as annoying as these flies.

Shang Wen walked among the corpses with long strides. A group of Qin troops had already dispersed. They were stabbing the living and dead with their halberds to prevent someone from pretending to be dead for a sneak attack. "Pfft."

The halberd was pulled out from the corpse, bringing out a stream of blood. The blood remained like a spring. A soldier passed by Naofumi and kept stabbing him with his halberd.

A seriously injured Huns lay among the corpses, struggling to pick up a shovel and trying to fight for his life. The Qin soldier walked over and pierced the heart of the Huns with a halberd. The Huns, who were still staring at death, lost their lives with their eyes open. Behind them

The Qin soldiers who followed quickly wielded their machetes and cut off the great head.

Naofumi didn't feel sick. What he felt was ruthlessness. The ruthlessness on the battlefield. There were corpses everywhere, and those Qin soldiers were like devils, harvesting lives. Naofumi was a little disgusted. Some hated it all.

The roads they built themselves became battlefields of killing instead of roads leading to civilization. On both repaired and unimproved roads, corpses were lying densely on both sides of the road. Some civilians were transferred to collect the corpses. There was no need for the Huns, it was out of fear.

The Huns continued to resist.

"Shangwen, are you okay?" Meng Tian asked.

Naofumi stood and watched all this. He slowly knelt down and touched his face vigorously with his hands.

"Are you okay?" Meng Tian continued to ask.

"Is everything okay? These people are all alive, and they are all lying here now. Is everything okay?" Naofumi said weakly.

"I understand. But these people deserve to die. If they run into our land, we will be the ones who suffer. The people of Da Qin will be massacred." Meng Tian said.

"You have never seen what those barbarians did. In one city, all the women were kidnapped and made slaves. All the men were killed. Even the babies were not spared. The whole city was filled with blood." Meng Tian was excited.

Speaking of.

"Why aren't we like this?" Shangwen said calmly.

"This is war, this is politics." Naofumi said.

Meng Tian wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

"I originally wanted to build a road, but I didn't expect it would lead to a massacre. History is probably made of blood as ink, and swords and guns as pens. The mountains and rivers, the earth, are paper. Write a book..." Naofumi stopped

my own feelings.

"Let's go back, I'm tired." Naofumi turned around and left.

Meng Tian didn't know why Naofumi was so nervous. It was probably because the excitement of the battlefield had a too strong impact on the scholar.

The sun began to set in the distance, and fiery red clouds filled the sky. Black shadows continued to surge on the ground. They were soldiers collecting corpses and cleaning up the battlefield.