Zhang Xiu hurried forward quickly, as if he felt something, and subconsciously slowed down his pace. A sad feeling enveloped the surroundings. He looked around and looked around. His heart seemed heavy.

Although soldiers blocked the road, there were still many ragged figures. They were adults, children, women, or elderly people, walking forward in groups, with a little hope in their eyes that should have been desperate.

"Father! Father, the porridge is here, we have porridge to drink."

"Wake up, wake up..."

A teenager shook hard at an adult man, and a sad look appeared on his face. He didn't understand why he was alone and could speak just now, but now he was sleeping so hard.

die?

There was a panic in my heart.

I have seen this scene myself, and my mother disappeared half a month ago.

"Bang"

The bowl in his hand fell to the ground.

The thick porridge gradually spread around.

The body was cold, the child's father had left and would never come back. The feeling of being in the same state appeared in his heart. Zhang Xiu was about to walk over to comfort him, but saw someone coming right in front of him, so he was secretly warned.

What do they want to do?

Are you planning to be unfavorable to the child in front of you?

presumptuous.

Hongnong County is still in the hands of our army. How can we tolerate you and others doing evil and bullying innocent children wantonly? Is it not painful for his father to die? Why do we have to add more suffering?

"This is really unfortunate! Take him away and cremate as soon as possible to avoid plague."

"promise"

Someone is roaring.

The man in the lead squatted down and hugged the child in his arms. Zhang Xiu wanted to go up and stop him, but saw the child showing a look as if he had found support, so he stopped.

Do they know each other? Or do these people have excellent means and can confuse children's minds? Logically speaking, if they are confuse their minds, they should be able to see clearly, but why are there no trace?

Is their means and strength so high that they cannot detect it?

Thoughts fall.

The fortune of Hongnong County, which is invisible to the naked eye, was surging, turning into an unknown beast and hovering, and then disappearing. No one noticed it, but felt a refreshing wind.

There are no traces of magic.

Through the investigation of luck, this idea emerged in Zhang Xiu's mind.

So brave! I want to see what you want to do. The foundation that my uncle gave me cannot let these ghosts rag on. Waiting for the reason to be discovered is to drive the troops and take them off in one fell swoop.

He took a deep breath and followed.

The fire surged into the sky.

The hot breath enveloped this small area, and the bodies gradually turned into ashes. Zhang Xiu looked at the piles of corpses and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Although he knew that the situation in Hongnong was serious, he could not have expected that it would be so severe.

Did you and your uncle really do something wrong? Otherwise, how would you explain these corpses?

How innocent are the people? Since we are so sinful, why do we implicate the people under our rule?

"If the corpses piled up everywhere are not properly handled, a plague will be born, so we need to cut them off from the source."

"I hope you can understand"

Guojiu said to everyone.

Although cremation is not advocated in this world, it is obviously much better than being piled up everywhere after death and cannot be buried in the soil. Therefore, there is no irresistible resistance, and everything seems so smooth.

"gentlemen"

“The porridge you want has been cooked”

One person came and said respectfully to Guojiu.

Guojiu just took his child to find Fang Junjian and proposed to change the sale of grain to limited food gifts. He said it hard for a while, so he made people dress porridge everywhere.

Although Fang Junjian seems a little unhappy, sometimes he cannot only look at it from the perspective of money. In addition, the tasks he has undertaken on this trip are more inclined to the decision to cook porridge. Only good reputation and reputation can take away more people.

In the final analysis, this is a profitable deal.

"Give them a little porridge, and after rest, let the cremated dust return to the dust"

"promise"

The man who walked over said loudly.

At this moment, Guo Jiu was very much like a counselor in Zhizhu's holding, and his eyes seemed to be flashing. Everyone was arranged in an orderly manner, everything was so harmonious and natural. It seemed that the resettlement of refugees should have been like this, but these were things they should have done, but they had already done it for them.

Zhang Xiu looked from afar, with a look of praise in his eyes.

No matter what their purpose is, at least they are doing something that seems to be of great benefit to Hongnong.

The aroma of rice surrounds the tip of the nose.

Looking at the people who were eating porridge, Zhang Xiu couldn't help but walk forward a few steps and listened to the conversation between them.

"Ermao, do you really want to go to Luoyang?"

"If there is something to eat in Luoyang, why not go?"

“It’s really safe there?”

"Do you think Mr. Guo will lie to us?"

"this……"

"Either starve to death here, or go to Luoyang by listening to Mr. Guo's words, and maybe you can still survive."

"But the prefect won't let us go. I remember that many people wanted to go to Luoyang, but they were killed by Hongnong's army and blood flowed into a river."

The sound fell.

Everyone was silent.

Even the children around him showed sad expressions.

The fact that food piled up in Luoyang City has long been widely circulated in Hongnong City. Anyone who escaped sent letters. The words in it are very straightforward, and they all say that they do not have to worry about food, drink and work.

Just thinking of the soldier wearing armor and holding a spear, his heart was filled with desolation.

"My husband died at their hands. Now I think I will wake up from my dream in the middle of the night."

"You are pretty good. Have you seen these children? Their parents and elders were all killed by Hongnong's army."

"The world now..."

The voice became lower and lower, and everyone's eyes gradually became wet, and they felt a little blocked.

Zhang Xiu was a little sad.

Looking back on what I did some time ago, I felt full of all kinds of feelings. From my own perspective, I did nothing wrong. Faced with people who fled on a large scale, it is obviously an effective means to use blood to deter them with blood when they are short of troops.

But looking at their situation, why do you feel guilty? Is this method undesirable?

He looked around and then turned around and left.

At this moment, it seemed as heavy as lead.

"Major General"

"The body of the lord is about to arrive outside the city gate"

One person rushed over and bowed to Zhang Xiu and said.

Zhang Xiu's heart trembled suddenly, endless sadness surged into his heart, and then he ran wildly towards the city gate. His uncle stepped out of Hongnong majestic and should have come back in the same posture, but...

Endless thoughts cried in my heart, and finally turned into a deafening voice.

This general's great grudge is Liu Biaoer.
Chapter completed!