Weird Three Kingdoms

Chapter 500 Red City
The scribe strolled forward, and soon reached the place where the old farmer said in his words.

This place is so obvious that you can feel the existence of this place without even walking in front of it. A rotten smell unique to human corpses blows towards your face, causing the scribes to frown.

This is an execution ground purposely set up by the side of the road.

A smell of corruption, as if a dozen rotten eggs were placed in front of them, and then a pile of overnight feces and urine were poured on them, mixed together, the scribes could almost feel the stinky smell floating in the air. The faint green smoke of the gas is nauseating even if one takes a breath.

Most of the identifiable corpses belonged to Xianbei people. The hair and clothing on the body showed this. As for the unrecognizable corpses, even if the gods came, they probably recognized a human form.

Similarly, the wounds on the corpses and the horror of death also show how much pain these people endured before dying.

Although the scribe covered his nose with his sleeve, his slender eyes were shining with brilliance...

This one died of bleeding from a severed hand vein, and even inserted a reed tube into the wound on his wrist to ensure that the blood would not be coagulated;
This one should be skinned and then died in the sun. After losing the skin on the head and face, it attracted a lot of flies, and some fat maggots were crawling in and out between the decayed muscles and bones;

This should be sawing, um, the technique is vulgar and not worth seeing.

this……

I couldn't see it, but the scribe glanced at the abdomen of the corpse, which had begun to turn green and swelled like a ball, and subconsciously walked away a few steps;
This is a sitting pile, first cut some with a knife, then let it sink slowly under its own weight, and finally come out through the chest and abdomen...

This is smoked intestines, uh, it really stinks!
……

The scribe took a few steps back, squinted his eyes, and thought, this is cruel enough, isn't he afraid of attracting too much resentment?Or are you not afraid of those guys who talk about white lotus to criticize?
interesting.

Unexpectedly, there are unexpected gains here...

It's just that I don't know if it's the brutal Zishou, or the iron-fisted and ruthless Zhao Zheng?
The scholar's slender eyes narrowed a slit, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he saw a group of troops coming from a distance, four or five cavalrymen, and the rest were infantry following.

The scribe glanced at the guards around him, then took a few steps back calmly.

When they got closer, the scribes discovered that the leader of the team turned out to be a barbarian. Looking at his clothes, especially the felt hat, it was most likely a Hun...

The Hun knight reined in his horse and yelled a few times in nonsense, and then a few people in Xianbei costumes came out, whips in their hands, and drove a few clothesmen from the queue. Raggedy come out...

The scribe squinted his eyes and glanced up and down at the ragged guys. Although the ragged clothes could hardly tell which side they belonged to, the hairstyle, hair color and face shape were all very different, and most of them were Xianbei...

Most of the Xiongnu still have black hair, but there are also some Xianbei people with yellow and white hair, and their face shapes and eye colors are also different.

Under the order of the black-haired Xianbei who was holding a whip, these Xianbei people in ragged faces began to slowly pack up the corpses in the execution ground.

A barbarian rider got off his horse, walked towards the scribe, stroked his chest with his hand, performed a barbarian's etiquette, and then said in a very strange tone: "Tsk Wei Leng Jin, Qiao Guan... Hmm..." It seemed that he forgot what to say, so he turned his head and shouted in embarrassment.

Another barbarian came to the front quickly, seemed to have laughed at the previous barbarian, and then saluted, and said: "I am four, lightly ask, where are you going?"

Well, this is quite clear.

The scribe nodded and said, "My name is Zhen He, and I'm going to Pingyang to find a friend, um...don't touch that!"

Zhen He suddenly pointed at the dead body with its belly bulging like a ball inside the execution ground and shouted, but those Xianbei slaves knew Chinese, and they were numb and still untied the ropes that bound the dead body...

Zhen He quickly turned around and ran away without saying a word!
It was as if a water bag fell from a high altitude to the ground, and there was only a "poof" explosion. When the corpse with a bulging abdomen touched the ground, the abdominal cavity exploded suddenly under pressure, and suddenly black, yellow, Green, purple, and brown are gushing out!

Fortunately, the corpse fell facing the ground, and it just splashed down on the ground and the surrounding Xianbei people...

A pungent stench spread instantly.

Seeing this, Zhen He hurriedly fled a little further.

A Xianbei man in the queue seemed to be cursing and brought out a large round wooden barrel with a lid, left it far away, and kicked the yellow-haired Xianbei men who collected the corpses.

A blond-haired Xianbei man picked up the barrel, opened the lid, and took out chalk-like powder from the barrel and scattered it...

Huh? !

Hu people actually know this method?
Although it was covered by chalk, the stench still lingered, and Zhen He couldn't stay any longer, so he nodded with the leading Huns, returned to the official road, and continued on his way.

"It's really interesting. The Han ruled the barbarians, and then the barbarians were used to control the barbarians... It seems that the barbarians are also divided into three or six classes... Haha..." Sitting on the bullock cart, Zhen He looked back at the execution ground. The situation inside, muttered in a low voice.

In the distance, a red city came into view...

Ok?
wait, red?

Zhen He thought he was dazzled, but when he looked carefully, it was indeed red, like the red color of the sky before the rising sun, and also like the red color of ripe autumn fruits. Although it was a bit dazzling, it was not dazzling, very special...

Suddenly, something in front of a large camp in the south of Pingyang City attracted Zhen He's attention.

This camp seems to be used to detain Hu people. Many Xianbei Hu people in ragged clothes lined up outside the camp, and then the ones in the front took off their clothes and squatted naked into a large tree that seemed to be steaming. In the bucket, it seemed that the whole body was submerged in the water, and then he stood up after walking, then went to the other side, received a set of clothes, and then entered the camp...

What is this for?Zhen He didn't quite understand.

When it was almost at the foot of Pingyang City, Zhen He finally saw how the red color on the city wall came from. It turned out to be pieces of red square bricks!

They actually built the city wall with red bricks!

The solid soil in the inner layer of the city wall seems to have been rammed. At this time, many craftsmen are building red bricks on the wooden frame next to the city wall one by one, but there is no Hu People, all Han people are busy...

On a wooden high platform next to the city, there seemed to be a civil servant overseeing the work, who seemed to have sensed Zhen He's gaze, and slowly turned his head...

　The Red City is like blood...

　　The author is just re-educating ethnic minorities here...

　　In order to maintain a stable and unified national situation, and for the orderly and harmonious coexistence of the nation...

　　Minorities go south...

　　Then those who write historical novels about the Jin Dynasty can be washed and cut...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)