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Chapter 272 The primary form of complaint

People who were carrying food and water from behind the mountain were carrying cages, some carried water bags, and some carried dried fruits.

People in Turpan were shocked and suspicious, or some people cried, "Do you still have to feed them if you kill someone?"

Um.

"We are different from you. You are civilized people in addition to civilization." Wei Yang said, "After eating, I will not use the poisoning strategy for lambs to be slaughtered like you. I have eaten my fill earlier and dig deep pits, but I jumped in one by one and committed suicide."

Everyone was upset again.

Some people also said, "We cannot eat what you Han people."

How?

"It will be tolerated by God." said those people.

Wei Yang pointed at himself and said, "This is just mutton. I have eaten it, but I have only died here. If God punishes me, what if I want you to die? I dare to ask, how many swords do you have?"

When the food was delivered, someone who was already hungry and thirsty rushed forward and grabbed it and ate it without caring about others.

Someone scolded, "Make you a dirty guy who is not afraid of death!"

With a blink of an eye, Wei Yang threw the sword in front of the man.

The man was stunned and Wei Yang smiled and asked him to take action.

"You are going to die too, why not deal with these people who don't listen to you first?" Wei Yang said.

When the man was silent, he really grabbed the long sword.

But he stared at Wei Yang.

Wei Yang also talked about the more than ten middle-aged men who were snatching food and eating: "He wants to kill you now, why don't you send him on your way first?"

Is it OK?

"This is your internal affairs, I won't care." Wei Yang sat on the stone with his arms in his arms.

The man immediately held a sword and wanted to kill him. Suddenly he was hugged by the two people behind him, threw it hard to the ground, snatched the sword, and cut off his head with one sword.

Wei Yang said: "That's right. There is no such thing as someone else who wants to kill you but you are not allowed to resist."

The few people were holding long swords. Although they were extremely panicked, they did not hesitate and searched in the crowd. They grabbed three or five of them, gritted their teeth, and beheaded them all, and then searched again. Unexpectedly, more than ten people who had eaten two bites also stood up to search.

Wei Yang smiled but said nothing.

In a moment, dozens of people snatched food, and in a moment, more than a hundred people snatched food, hundreds of people snatched food. In a moment, everyone with their eyes hungry green rushes up, leaving only thirty or fifty people, gritting their teeth and closing their eyes without saying a word.

The dozens of people who were able to kill were waiting forward again, and Wei Yang shouted: "Since you dare to kill Ma Heima's entourage, why don't you resist when he ordered the village to be slaughtered?"

The dozens of people were speechless, but their faces were resentful.

In a moment, tens of thousands of people had enough food and drink and had three points of strength.

They fell to the ground and looked at each other, and the atmosphere gradually became more serious.

Wei Yang said: "Come on, record their home address and the population."

Ten thousand people were shocked and said, "Why do you have to ask?"

"The people from both villages, babies who have not yet been born, and old man with white hair, what threat do they have to you? I only say that I am the head of the tribute, but not the burial of my whole family. Now that the sword is on me, you can only wait for cattle and sheep, why not kill them?" Wei Yang scolded, "You are all accomplices of horses, Heima, and your family must be killed. Why do you dare to resist?"

"No, we are not!" Some of the dozens of people who killed dozens of people with a sword cried loudly, "We are all civilians, and we are forced by Ma Heima."

The dozens of people who were waiting to die immediately jumped up together and shouted, "But are you looking for death?"

Wei Yang said in shock: "How dare Ma Heima lie to me?"

"Yes, today I say it's death, but if I don't say it's death, I'll just say it's death." A strong man shouted, "Sir, you should check it out carefully. Ma Heima takes our family as a small man, and orders us to die for his entourage. This matter is definitely true. At most, a hundred of the nine thousand five hundred and fifty people are Ma Heima's confidants. They escort us all the way. That's a vicious man who made them die and refused to live."

Wei Yang immediately said, "Why not find them to come out?"

The crowd was crowded for a while, and hundreds of people were caught in a blink of an eye. Those people looked at hatred and silently recited scriptures.

"Who knows them?" Wei Yang asked.

Thousands of people shouted, "We can lead the way."

Wei Yang said in surprise: "Who said he would let you go?"

The more than a hundred people laughed in unison.

Wei Yang jumped off the big stone, walked to the people, reached out to take his long sword, and chuckled, "Don't they fight for themselves, wait for us to bleed for them?"

What does it mean?

A wise man shouted in horror: "You, you are traitorous and want to use them as your army!"

"If you don't dare to resist Ma Heima's villains gathered together, wouldn't it hurt my moral integrity?" Wei Yang said with a sword, "God gives each of us three rights, one for survival, two for labor, and three for dignity. If someone wants to hold a scimitar and hold scriptures in his hand, you will be willing to sacrifice for him, and you will obediently give your life and give your wife and children the safety of your enemies. What do you mean? Since you are all husbands, Ma Heima treats you like cattle and sheep, and you don't know how to resist?"

Everyone bowed their heads.

"It's great. You don't want to resist, and it seems you won't say it in detail," Wei Yang ordered, "Deputy General Yang, if you lead the army to run over, we would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one go, set up artillery, and massacre the city."

Ten thousand troops were on the horse at the foot of the mountain, and dozens of cannons were turned out behind the mountain.

There was an uproar on the mountain.

The more than a hundred people shouted: "What is the husband who is traitorous?"

"When you wait for those who do not accept the king's transformation, where do you get so many benevolence, righteousness and morality?" Wei Yang said contemptuously, "What I want is the head of the left-wing entourage. How many are there here? Ma Heima is in vain and I send him back to the west and kill him."

The more than ten people stumbled, then gritted their teeth, picked up the stones on the ground and smashed them into the heads.

With a scream, Wei Yang stood at a high place and looked down coldly, without any slight slander.

Three hundred and eighty-two unjust souls behind him were watching.

The fetus, who has not eaten a grain of rice in the world and has not yet drunk a drop of milk from her mother, is watching.

Using killing to stop killing is not the best method, but using killing to stop killing is the best method before finding the best method.

"My heart is like iron stone, and that is also forced by the enemy."

Wei Yang said secretly.

I was afraid that after a meal, the more than a hundred people were smashed and their heads were kneeling in front of the hillside and died.

Then dozens of people shouted: "We are willing to be the front pawn of the horse, go to the Western Regions, and kill Sutan!"

Several old men jumped out of the crowd and shouted, "If you don't kill them, you're going to die. If you kill them, you're going to die. Why don't you fight? Ma Heima has only tens of thousands of people in his hands. Now that the army's morale has been lost, why are we afraid of the scimitar?"

While they were wandering, everyone looked at Wei Yang secretly.

Wei Yang said: "It seems that there are still many people who are willing to offer Ma Heima a family. Well, keep them for fear that it will be a disaster in the future. What are your plans?"

The dozens of people gritted their teeth and picked up the bloody stone and wanted to commit crimes.

Hundreds of people shouted together: "I wish to serve the king's army to death!"

Suddenly, thousands of people shouted together, and then thousands of people shouted together, and finally everyone shouted together.

Is it enough?

Wei Yang knew how weak human nature was. Now they were forced to shout because of the situation. When they arrived at the city, they were afraid that most people would still be weak and even dragged their backs.

what to do?

Simple.

"If you are willing, that's great," Wei Yang asked them to sit down instead and asked slowly, "You have 100 taels of silver and five acres of fertile land at home, and any cattle and sheep that have oxen are there."

No one stood up.

So what if there are more than ten taels of silver, three or five acres of land, even a cattle and sheep?

Only three or two people stood up.

"Whoever has a house, get up." Wei Yang asked again.

Hundreds of people got up this time.

So……

"Sir, we are mostly lowly bitches who are cattle and horses for the nobles. Where can we have a house or a house." The more than ten people sighed, "The money is all from the nobles and men. Women want them to pick and choose what they don't want before they come to us to ask for it. The cattle, sheep and horses of the Turpan Khanate are all from Yimi, at least from their army. Who can have it?"

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