Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 143 Sand
People are really powerful animals. After the disappearance of the head of the lame head village and the horse-faced military commander of the strong man, the most bullied and despised Deng in the army became the leader of the remnant army.

If there is no trick, he has the ability to get more steamed buns from Cao Jun's guard, and even some meaty food such as dried fish from time to time. Whoever listens to him well will have something to eat. Difficulty with your stomach?

But not everyone has food and drink. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Where there are people, there are classes. There are more than seventy remnants of soldiers, and the thirty or so who are active and obedient are Deng's gang, his cronies, who don't listen to him. The two small gangs in Fengyang, more than [-] people, and the dozen or so who played alone were all excluded. They were in the exploited class, working the most every day, but eating the least.

In the evening, when Cao Jun distributed ration steamed buns, he would send them directly to Deng Hao. He had the final say on how to distribute the food. He would give three steamed buns a day to his cronies, and also bring some side dishes. Those who were not cronies only had half a steamed bun, and the side dishes were even more meaty. Don't even think about it, in a month, the physical gap between the two groups has widened unconsciously. Deng's cronies are all physically strong, while the disobedient ones are sallow and emaciated, and they tremble every day when they sit without enough food. .

Those who can be wooed are almost wooed, and the time is gradually ripening.

It was another early morning, and as before, under the yelling of Cao Jun, more than 70 prisoners were shaken out of a room, and they were checked as usual, and today's leather, metal, and coal would be distributed normally, and they were allowed to enter. The house then went to work for Cao Jun.

But this time, these Cao soldiers cursed and pushed them out of the prisoner-of-war camp where they had been imprisoned for more than a month, and drove them outside.

Not only the song of Deng Gan, He Ye, Yuan Su, Zhang Cheng, but also the song where Zhang Yue was in a total of more than 500 people were kicked out together, and more than 100 of them were equipped with ring-shoulders and wore simple armor. Cao Jun escorted them.

When leaving Zhongmou County, Deng Chi looked back subconsciously. On the gate of the turret in the county seat, a shiny thing was shining there.

But even though he didn't look around much, the slightly lowered face of this man in his early thirties was full of determination, and his fists were clenched and rattling.

For Wang Hou, Deng Gan at this time is extremely grateful!Even if Wang Hou asked him to go back to Yuan Jun to be the secret agent and betray Yuan Shao, which is an extremely despicable and despicable job in this era, Deng He didn't care!There is an old saying in China that a man should die for his confidant, and a woman should look like a man who pleases him!Yuan Shao treated him like a bullied soldier, but Wang Hou treated him like a brother, he personally wrapped his wounds, he didn't even ask if he needed anything, he would supply it!
Gu You wants to leave the assassination of Qingji, he does not hesitate to behead his family members, destroy his own arm to gain Qingji's trust!Now that Wang Hou still promises to take care of his family, why not give up?

But fortunately, before the expedition, Wang Hou hesitated for a long time, but he still didn't reveal the situation of the dog-headed army division and the others. Otherwise, I really don't know if Deng Qi can still be so motivated!

However, it was quite different from Deng's feeling of being bullfighting. Putting down the binoculars, Wang Hou felt a little heavy. Let him feel uneasy.

"My lord! When will the general depart?"

Wang Hou was in a state of depression, but he suddenly came back to his senses when he asked for instructions, but it was Zhao Yun who bowed his head to see him, and turned his head to look at him, a hero known as loyalty, bravery, benevolence, and righteousness. Wang Hou suddenly felt impulsive, and asked dully.

"Old Zhao, those more than 100 strong men are about to die!"

"indeed so!"

Full of astonishment, Zhao Yun raised his head and looked at Wang Hou with some doubts.

"I didn't die on the battlefield, I betrayed them! I used their heads as stepping stones for Deng Chi and the others!"

"My lord, kindness doesn't command soldiers! When General Gongsun Zan was under the command of General Gongsun Zan, how many times did he have to send some people as bait to lure out the northern captives? Times! In order to win, some sacrifices are necessary!"

"But this is not the same as your dignified battle formation. This is a stab in the back! During the battle with Shouchun, Cao Cao..."

"Forget it! It's me who is sentimental! Old Zhao, let's go!"

Seeing that Zhao Yun wanted to persuade him again, Wang Hou suddenly stretched out his hand to restrain him, spoke with some disinterestedness, and glanced at him with some worry, but Zhao Yun still put his bow on his back, went downstairs hastily, and watched him off. After leaving, Wang Hou suddenly understood Cao Cao a little bit!

It's not easy to be a superior!He not only decides the life and death of others, but also decides the life and death of his own people at every moment. It's not that he is so cruel by nature and regards human life as worthless. With such a heavy entanglement in his heart, he might have collapsed before establishing such a foundation, right?
Therefore, in Cao Cao's eyes, he treats those who are truly capable of being used by him as equals from a human perspective, so he can cry for Guo Jia, but at the beginning he could use himself as a scapegoat and lose his head without caring. Hou let go so easily, that's a lie!But now, he really understood a lot.

Putting his arms on the railing, Wang Hou sighed heavily as he looked at the busy Zhongmou County below him.

"It's better to follow Mr. Cao, and leave these troublesome things to him!"

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When Wang Hou was feeling sad here, more than 100 young men of the Cao army who escorted the captives out did not know that they had stepped on a dead end. He hummed complaining.

"Wang Shijun is really a pain in the ass! Yesterday he asked us to dig a septic tank, and he dug for a whole day, and now he has to watch these Hebei barbarians dig ditches in Nie County! I am trapped to death! "

"Who said no!"

Yesterday, after working for a whole day, he only slept for a few hours before being kicked up again, and had to walk dozens of miles to escort the prisoners of war. No wonder this group of soldiers from the rear army complained endlessly.

While they were staggering, among the escorting team, Zhang Yue, the head of the village who had taken refuge with Wang Hou, looked left and right with murderous eyes. Gradually taller than the head, the blazing sun shone on the snow field, and the reflected strong light stung people who could barely open their eyes. There was no one in the field, and the surroundings were silent, only the sound of stepping on snow shells in the team could be heard. But when you calm down, you can faintly hear the splashing sound of running water.

It's not far from Jishui here.

"Let's go! I didn't even have breakfast in order to escort you bunch of dirty Hebei barbarians! If I delay my lunch, I will beat you to death!"

Just as Zhang Yue was listening, he was pushed from behind suddenly, but he was standing firmly on the ground, but he was not pushed out even a single step. Hearing the shouts, Deng in front couldn't help but Looking back, Zhang Yue secretly winked at him, but immediately turned her head arrogantly, without saying a word, just staring at him with her arms folded.

Being stared at by such a tall and burly man, Cao Jun, who was born as a farmer, obviously felt the hair on his back. It's just that people really have bad instincts. They are used to bullying these captives on weekdays, so they were suddenly frightened by this captive. Hey, looking at the comrades in the same robes who surrounded him, he obviously felt that he had lost face, and suddenly pulled out the whip pinned to his waist, tilted his head and looked like a ruffian, and pointed at Zhang Yue's nose and yelled arrogantly. stand up.

"You picky and degrading northern barbarians! Are you rebelling? I'll beat you to death! And hello! Let me go! Let go!"

The whip was about to be whipped, but before the whip fell, it was caught by Zhang Yue with a slap. Facts have proved that the villain died of talking too much. A cold light flashed on the cuffs, and Zhang Yue had already drawn the knife.

Under the neck, blood spattered crazily. Finally, he let go of the whip, and looked at the bloody hands in disbelief. The next second, the leader of Cao Jun fell to his knees on the ground, and then threw himself on the ground. On the snow field.

Blood soaked a huge fan all at once.

This scene was so sudden that the guard Cao Jun's rear battalion didn't even react for a while, until there was another puff, and he pulled out the iron piece secretly left behind by making a horseshoe, and plunged it into the neck of another guard. Only when the hissing and shouting sounded with all their strength, did the strong guards react.

"The northern barbarians rebelled!"

"These Cao Jun's dogs are going to take us into the wild and kill them all! Brothers, if you don't want to die, fight them!"

The bloody horseshoe dagger directly pierced the back of the screaming Cao Jun, and suddenly forced out his knife. Deng Hui roared and swung it. Although this scene was too sudden, he had hidden the knife for a long time. Those of his and Zhang Yue's cronies also drew their knives and slashed and stabbed them. One inch was short and one inch was dangerous, and they didn't react quickly. The daggers stabbed the ground one after another.

The blood was like a lotus flower, spattered left and right.

However, it was only about 300 cronies who were violent, and the more than [-] Yuan Jun prisoners who followed were out of luck. With their knives drawn and chopping, many captives were cut to the ground before they even had time to react.

In particular, Zhang Yue and Deng's bosses seemed to ignore that intentionally, they just yelled and cut off the head of Cao Jun who had been chopped off, and hung it on his belt. In a minute or two, Cao Jun who was guarding the second half of the team unexpectedly More than 2 captives have been killed, some of them are red-eyed, roaring and slashing over with their knives, Zhang Yue reacted, and also drew Cao Jun's ring-shouldered knife to face him, the sharp big knife rushed towards him, click In the voice, the crazy Cao Bing's face was split in two, his eyes were terribly stared, but he also fell limply in the snow.

The disaster came so suddenly, in just three to four minutes, more than 4 still warm corpses lay in disorder on this white snow field. Looking at the head, while Zhang Yue's face was covered with blood, he yelled fiercely.

"Brothers! These Cao dogs have no good intentions. Now Yuan Gong is victorious, and the Cao dogs are poor. This is to throw us captives into the snow and kill them! If you want to live, cut them off, and follow Lao Tzu to survive the crisis." Shui, flee back to Yuan Gong's command! Cut off the heads of these Cao dogs, and go back to receive the reward!"

"Yes, he's going back to Hebei to receive the reward!"

Deng Hui and the others followed suit. Amidst their yelling, the animal nature of a group of captive soldiers was immediately aroused. These people cut off their heads with knives one after another, and learned to hang them on their belts. Even the heads of the captives of Hebei Yuan Jun who were beheaded were cut off, and then they rushed northward with Deng Qi, Fang Yue and others.

However, before they could run far, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves. In the snow field, the dark armored cavalry seemed to rush out of hell, and a flag with the character of Zhao was raised high.

There were so many people talking about it, it was impossible for the remaining 300 captives to return to Hebei alive, and more than half of them had to be killed. Seeing the panicked crowd running ahead, Zhao Yun ordered in a gloomy manner.

"The one whose right sleeve hangs high lives! Shoot the rest!"

"Here!"

With a promise, hundreds of Wang Hou's soldiers clasped the horse's back with both feet, and held the bow in both hands, just like shooting and hunting, they galloped out with the arrows like locusts.

Already hungry and tired, the non-confidants who fell behind screamed again and again in the rain of arrows, and fell down one by one in the snow field, painting huge plum blossoms on the pure white ground.

After betraying his hands, people in this era are much more ruthless than Wang Houlai. Deng Chi was running, and suddenly inadvertently yanked off the sleeve of the cronies of the head of the gangster who had come over so attentively. Realizing something, the god of death had already fallen from the sky, with a puff, a long arrow pierced through the chest, and with a plop, the man turned somersaults and fell to the ground.

Behind him, Zhao Yun's face sank like water, and he drew another arrow from his back quiver.

This way of chasing and killing all the way, and killing them all the way, when they reached the edge of Jishui, only a hundred or so of the five hundred prisoners had been shot and killed, including many cronies made by Deng Hao, Zhang Yue and others.

The reality is so cruel, in order to protect the identities of Deng Chi and others, they must die!
But at the edge of Jishui, looking at the fleeing captives staggering on the ice, Zhao Yun finally reined in his horse as if he was afraid of the ice, but Zhang Yue, who was running at the end, couldn't help but lament With a sound, he patted his back shoulder with sad fingers, and only heard a puff, Zhao Yun's arrow pierced his back shoulder as accurately as a sniper rifle, and he staggered when he was shot, and he praised in disbelief. A magic arrow, with the arrow, Zhang Yue staggered forward even more embarrassed.

It's not all smooth sailing, Jishui's ice is not so stable, so many people ran on it in a panic, and several ice holes burst open in a row, even He Ye, the corps leader who had taken refuge in Wang Hou. He also yelled in horror, fell into the ice cave with a plop, and was swept away by the current under the ice in a blink of an eye, but he was absolutely dead.

Human nature is also fully revealed here. Even if he heard his fellow countryman Paozhe fall into the water, there were pursuers behind him, and no one dared to turn around to help. In the end, only 70 or so people were left panting and sweating and fled back to the north bank of Jishui River. The man, with a human head hanging from his waist, was limp on the snowy ground. He glanced back at Zhao Yun, who was still guarding the shore. Suddenly, Deng Hui laughed strangely. Soon, following him, the rest of the Yuan Jun were also robbed. For the rest of his life, he laughed happily, but among these laughs, Deng Gai's smile always seemed a bit out of place.

Hearing the laughter, Zhao Yun on the other side let out a breath of foul air easily.

"The sand has seeped through! Let's go!"

"drive!"

The sound of messy horseshoes made Yuan Jun's laughter stop abruptly as they escaped across the river bank, but after seeing these death-like cavalrymen really turn around and leave, these people breathed a sigh of relief again.

Many people don't even know themselves, they are like Pandora's ink cartridges, bringing the disaster to the Hebei Paozhe people on the north bank of Jishui!

(End of this chapter)