Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 283

There was gradually a commotion in the army. After entering the desert, Qing Xia told the soldiers of the empire the purpose of this trip. Firstly, in order to stabilize the morale of the army, secondly, in this isolated desert, he was not afraid that it would be leaked. got the news.

Qing Xia kept silent, suddenly raised her feet, and walked step by step into the pool of blood.

The grass everywhere has been dyed blood red, and the corpses of all the women and children are presented in strange postures. The elderly are gray-haired, seven or eighty years old, and the young are even still in their swaddling clothes. Half of the young woman's trousers were torn off, and her lower body was bloody and messy. It was obvious at a glance that she died of humiliation in some way. The belongings of herdsmen's homes were everywhere. There was no cattle and sheep left, except for them who were speechless. As for the Southern Chu people, only those screaming eagles and poisons were left screaming non-stop, and they were not afraid of people.

The sound of Aluobei's vomiting still reverberated harshly in the air, and the eyes of all the Chu soldiers were a little red. They were all the elite of the empire, they were all from the upper clans, they were well educated, and they were the most powerful on the battlefield. Brave warriors with sharp blades can follow their king all over the world and kill all fierce enemies, but their butcher knives never point at those unarmed civilians.Even Huang Biao, who once cooperated with Qingxia in completing the extermination scheme, never carried out such a large-scale massacre. Everyone's face was a little pale, and the clamoring emotions echoed in the chest cavity. Some people's skin gradually turned pale, their eyes were bloodshot, He clenched his fist tightly.

Alobe's murmured voice kept hitting everyone's eardrums. The girl in red bit her lip, her face was full of anger, and she repeated "devil and devil" over and over again, like sharp knives One by one, it was firmly inserted into the hearts of everyone.

With a bang, a soldier's long knife suddenly fell to the ground, and the blade hit the stone with a crisp sound.Anger quickly spread in the army, and some soldiers simply took off their helmets and threw them on the ground to vent their anger.

They trekked thousands of miles just to rescue the resolute and arrogant king in their hearts, the emperor they swore to follow to the death, but they didn't want to face such a bloody fact after stepping into the desert after a narrow escape.

Trek thousands of miles, come with the devil?

"What are you doing? Want to rebel?" Song Yang turned around and shouted angrily.I saw a soldier was about to take off the armor with the big Chu Junkai printed on it, he couldn't help being furious, and pulled out the saber from his waist with a swish.

The sharp edge of the blade was pointed at the soldier's neck just now, when there was a swishing sound, more than 20 soldiers drew their swords at the same time, standing behind the soldier, the blade pointed at Song Yang's chest with a faint sharp cold light.The black-clothed guards under Song Yang's command were furious when they saw it, and they also drew their swords together. They faced each other coldly and filled with murderous aura. The other Southern Chu soldiers stood around and watched each other with their own thoughts.

This team of Southern Chu elite soldiers who have been born and died, and supported each other, finally had a rift at this moment, and their swords were facing each other, and their swords were on the verge of breaking out.

At this time, a light but cold voice suddenly sounded. The young general stood in the pile of dead people, squatting on the ground, looking carefully at the decomposed and smelly corpses, without even looking at this side, just indifferently. He said, "You all think I'm dead, don't you?"

The voice was not loud, but in an instant, it was as if a basin of cold water was poured on everyone's hearts, making everyone's minds sober immediately.From Haishi to Beidi, from Beidi to Baideng Mountain, from Baideng Mountain to the Northwest Desert, this southeast governor who used to look like a weak and beautiful son has deeply frightened everyone, and there will be no more Anyone who dares to give her the slightest contempt.Along the way, this thin and emaciated first-rank official slept the latest and ate the least. He was just like ordinary soldiers, even more tenacious than ordinary soldiers. He was exhaustive, resourceful, and knowledgeable. No one can help but admire the guides who understand or even surpass those who have lived here all year round.

Ten thousand pairs of eyes turned around at the same time, seeing their leader standing in the pile of dead people, constantly turning over the dead bodies, everyone was puzzled, and there was even some hope in their puzzlement.

Qing Xia rummaged through the pile of dead people for a long time, finally stood up slowly, walked in front of the crowd, glanced sharply at the soldiers who drew their knives before, and said in a cold voice without a trace of emotion: "Eyes Does what you see have to be real?"

"grown ups,"

"Kneel down!" A soldier just wanted to defend himself, Qing Xia raised his eyebrows, and suddenly shouted sharply.The soldier froze for a moment, then stood there with his neck stuck up, eyes full of disbelief, and wanted to say something, but before he opened his mouth, Qing Xia kicked him heavily on the knee, and the soldier knelt down On the ground, his face was flushed from suffocation, and he wanted to stand up stubbornly, but found that the governor's scabbard was pressing hard on his shoulder, making him unable to move at all.With a clever effort, the soldier slammed his head on the ground.

"Your head was not given to me."

Qing Xia's face sank like water, she stretched out her other hand, holding two gold ingots, still stained with blood, they fell to the ground with two bang bangs.Everyone looked over strangely, and saw that it was a treasure from the Central Plains, engraved with the Emperor Chu's Zhaoming title on it, and it was the currency of Southern Chu.

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. You are all the elite of my great Chu. Don't you want to be a pawn for the rest of your life?" Qing Xia frowned slightly, and said in a slow and deep voice: "Use your brain more in everything, Song Yang, go and take off a corpse."

Song Yang responded and dragged a dead body over, emitting a really stench.This is an old woman in her 60s. She was fatally wounded by a knife on her neck. She was covered in dark red blood. terrible.

Qingxia squatted in front of the corpse, took out a water bag, poured it on the old woman's neck, and wiped the dirty blood on her neck with her hands, gradually revealing the wound with a long finger, raised her head Lai said to the soldiers in a deep voice: "The swords used by the frontier troops in the southern border are made of cold iron in the southern border. They rank third in the mainland, second only to the sharp blade of the black guards and the glass snow of the northern Qin Dynasty. The biggest advantage of iron is that it is sharp, hard, not easy to break, and has a wide back blade. It can be quickly pulled out when it is cut into the enemy's bone on the battlefield, so that it will not be stuck or broken by the bone. You have all been exposed to the South People of the frontier army, think about it, if such a knife is cut on the neck of this old woman, what effect will it have?"

Everyone pondered, and a 30-year-old veteran suddenly said: "Then this lady's head must be broken."

"Yes!" Qing Xia clapped her hands, stood up, pointed to the two treasures on the ground and said, "These two gold ingots were picked up just now, and they were held in the arms of a woman. It went in. Then, think about it again, why does she have my Dachu's ingot?"

The soldiers in the field were silent, and Qing Xia continued: "Your Majesty sent troops outside the Great Wall, and he didn't bring much food and grass. When he saw the place of residence, he obviously bought horses and food from them. If he wants to kill them, why should he be hypocritical Kill them after giving money? Here, apart from women, they are children and old people, without any combat capabilities. His Majesty commanded [-] people. If they wanted to kill people, how could these people have a chance to fight back? There are still scimitars out of their scabbards here, obviously At the beginning of the war, there were still people who had the opportunity to draw their swords to resist. How can I give them a chance to fight back if my Southern Chu army comes here, and the soldiers will lose their helmets in a hurry? Besides, the swords and guns do not match, and the wounds are not at all. There are so many doubts about the weapons used by the southern frontier army, if you don’t think about the reasons behind it, and just do it like this, are you guilty?”

She spoke calmly before, but her voice became deeper and deeper, and the last two sentences had a sharp edge, as sharp as a broken metal.

More than 20 soldiers who drew their swords frowned and thought about it. Suddenly, a soldier knelt on the ground with a bang, and the others also knelt down, saying in a deep voice, "This subordinate is confused."

Qing Xia turned around, half-closed her eyes, looked at the blood-soaked Xiongnu people in the field, suddenly took a deep breath, and said slowly: "The enemy has come, someone is framing us, if we are not happy Come on, something big is about to happen.”

That night, they set up camp in the west of the Tukuohun tribe. Everyone had a heavy heart, and there were inexplicable and unknown enemies waiting for the opportunity. Some concerns.

Song Yang brought the cooked pouch and put it in front of Qing Xia, and said: "I have to go on the road tomorrow, let's eat a little."

Qing Xia nodded, picked up the meat sac, and bit it in small bites.

"My lord," Song Yang hesitated to speak, thought for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Is what you said today true?"

Qing Xia's movements stopped immediately, she turned her head slowly, glanced at Song Yang, and said, "Did you see it?"

"Master, I'm just a little skeptical. In addition to back knives, some people in the southern border army still use short swords. As far as I know, the southern border barbarians have a wide variety of weapons, and they have all kinds of styles. It is ruthless, unruly, and difficult to tame."

While eating, Qing Xia said nonchalantly: "You are right, I am talking nonsense, I also took those two gold ingots out of my pocket."

"My lord?" Song Yang was surprised and called out loudly.

Qing Xia glanced at him faintly, and said: "If you want the whole army to mutiny, just speak louder."

Song Yang was stunned, and after a long time, he said in disbelief, "Could it be that His Majesty really did it?"

(End of this chapter)