Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 455 Slaughtering Willow City

The biggest stain in Cao Cao's life was the massacre of the city.

Wang Hou hadn't crossed over when he was slaughtering Xuzhou, and he didn't see any scenes, but he caught up with the famous Tuliu City in history.

However, it didn't mean that all 20 households in Liucheng were massacred. The population is precious, not to mention the cavalry composed of Wuhuan in the three counties, Cao Cao has been coveting for a long time. Go to the Wuhuan people camp to grab the sheep directly, and stew the sheep soup with dried vegetables brought by Wang Hou. The wounded and recovered are almost recovered, and the cavalry of the Han army, who even gained a catty or two, came out like a cloud and rushed into Wuhuan fiercely. The Huan people stationed in the big camp outside the city, beat them with whips and spears, and drove them out together with their flocks like cattle.

If it was five days ago, tens of thousands and fifty thousand people might still resist one or two, but now, time has not only worn down their will, some cavalrymen who have fled from the Bailangshan battlefield one after another tell how cruel and terrifying the Han army is, and also Scared of their courage, driven by the cavalry of the Han army, groups of Wuhuan Shanyu tribesmen were as docile as sheep, and were driven to the mouth of the Liucheng Valley like a big dustpan. Xiahou Dun and others guarded the battlefield Poured out.

Immediately, while the enslaved Han people were lying on the sidelines of their yurts and watching, the aggressive Cao Jun heavy infantry group marched into the battlefield again, occupying all the core pastoral areas that once belonged to the Wuhuan people.

Although the massacre of the city can be regarded as tragic and inhumane, but from a political point of view, Wang Hou really couldn't say what was wrong with Cao Cao's actions!After all, the Central Plains is now in great chaos. At this time, the Han army is out of the fortress. Cao Cao has already taken a huge risk. On the one hand, he must complete his efforts in one battle, and wipe out the ambitious Wuhuan superstructure, so as to save future troubles. On the other hand, it is also shocking. For other prairie Hu tribes, this is the fate of betraying Tianhan!

Thousands of nobles and elders of the Wuhuan tribe in Liucheng Walled City built by Qiu Juli, no matter men, women, old or young, are doomed.

However, if Mr. Cao didn't remove his special tool for holding the magic stick from the boat, then Wang Hou would be even happier!

Facing the gate of the Wuhuan Liucheng Village, five of them weighed more than 500 kilograms, with big buttocks and a narrow mouth. The naval gun with the word Rizhao was picked up by a dozen big men with wooden sticks on their shoulders. He used a sack to cover the muzzle, and pointed at the gate of the village made of thick wood with a murderous look at a [-]-degree angle.

Never giving a chance to surrender in peace talks, on the wall of the stockade, under the fearful and astonished eyes of those Wuhuan nobles, uh, and under the depressed and contemptuous eyes of Wang Hou, Cao Cao dangled the generous prime minister's robe and lifted his hands upside down. With the sword in hand, Meteor walked up to the general platform in a chic stride.

Hula, Jiang Ziya with his big sleeve swung so handsomely, and pointed the Qingsteel Yitian Sword with a small gap, pointing directly at Wuhuan City Walled, with a mighty voice, Cao Cao roared and roared.

"Huanghuang Tianhan, surrounded by thousands of miles, today there is a little Wuhuan, after Donghu, a genus of heterogeneous Huhu, who dares to violate our borders, invade my countryside, and capture my border people. It is a heinous crime! Enter my Cao Mengde, and I will be punished by the emperor. Hey! By the order of heaven, the head of Chief Wuhuan will be sentenced to death!"

"Come on! Lead the thunder! Break the city of thieves! Shout out!"

I have to say that Mr. Cao is a bit more expressive than Wang Hou, a fake Taoist priest, in pretending to be a magic stick. He was bold and loud, and the five gunners invited from Wang Hou's Rizhao had already The red-hot iron rod was stuffed into the butt of the cannon, and only a few thunderclaps were heard, and more than 100 shotgun shells the size of five pills were ejected from the muzzle of the gun accompanied by a fire snake. Duomi, the gate of the village made of wood was blown apart, the wood crackled and shattered all over the place, and even the Wuhuan noble archer blocking the gate was torn into pieces by the manic chemical energy. The power of firearms was unmatched. World.

But what is not perfect is that Cao Cao, who is full of curiosity, didn't consider the recoil at all. The gunpowder he loaded seemed to be too much. With a few buzzing sounds, all five cannons bounced up without exception. The door cannon even hit his thigh with a click, and the sound of bone cracking accompanied by screams rang out in front of Cao Jun's formation.

Fortunately, this shocking effect has already been hit, and it is harmless. Cao Cao swung the Yitian sword forward, and Cao Cao roared out without even looking at it.

"Tianlei has broken through the city of thieves, and the three armies are moving forward with all their strength. Wherever they pass, there will be no grass left! Kill!"

clatter la la la ~

The sound of dense footsteps sounded, and the blood was boiling with the excitement of this mystery. The violent Han army infantry held a long halberd and a ring-shouldered knife, and rushed forward intensively without fear of death. Then the kill sounded.

In the sound of puffing, in less than a minute, soldiers of the Han army rushed up the city wall. In the fierce impact of weapons, the bodies of Wuhuan noble soldiers who were hacked fell down one by one. , on the street, the terrified Wuhuan women and children fled back to the houses made of felt and wood, crying and screaming. One block, a torch was thrown in, and the thick black smoke fluttered like a devil, baring its teeth and dancing its claws.

As the offensive moved forward step by step, in just ten minutes, the entire city had been engulfed in flames, accompanied by cries, desperate cries before dying, cowardly begging for mercy, and screams of being killed, Weaving together a hellish symphony in the world, and facing the burning Liucheng with his hands behind his back and his sword upside down, Cao Cao's toga and sleeves also fluttered with the wind of fire, that majesty, like a god and demon.

But standing beside him, Wang Hou seemed to vaguely hear him sighing.

"Killing is kindness!"

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Another large group of crows and vultures screamed and circled the sky above Liucheng, and the dead man rushed down to pick up a mouthful of dead meat.

Fight for the city to fight, kill people to fill the city!
On the siege, the Han army is the grandfather after all, not to mention the artillery directly blasted open the city gate, and the Han army sergeants who rushed in brutally carried out Cao Cao's order to slaughter the city, just like the few pens left in the history, beheaded The following Wuhuan kings have more than a thousand mouths.

These few words summed up the hill in front of Wang Hou, which exudes an astonishing stench. Not only did it slaughter the city, Cao Cao even ordered people to chop off all the heads and cast them at the gate of the city. Jingguan.

At the gate of the city that had been burnt to charcoal, he took off the rotten and smelly Shan Yu's head hanging from the horse's neck, and glanced at it contemptuously. Zhang Liao was full of hatred for these prairie wolf riders from the border people. Throwing it on the Shoulevel Mountain, at the edge of the city gate, hundreds of Han soldiers took shovels and lifted up the sand, and they piled up a loess Jingguan little by little.

And not far from Jingguan, the black smoke wafted all day, full of fear, the Fulidu tribe, one of the eight major tribes in Wuhuan, was the first to be unable to hold back the fear, and the whole tribe led the sheep to drive away. When they reached the edge of Liucheng, they were the first to formally surrender to the Han army.

While staring at the gradually buried Jingguan, Li Dugen, the tribal chief wearing a bearskin coat, knelt under the banner of the Han army tremblingly.

(End of this chapter)