After bandaging the wound and putting on his clothes, Xiao Zhige looked okay. If he hadn't just seen him with his own eyes so that the blue veins burst out of his neck, at this time, who could tell that he was a wounded person. +++ Catino Novel Network www.mtlnovel.com
An Changqing looked at him with distress and anger: "Why do you have to go to the battlefield because you are so badly injured?"
Xiao Zhige smiled and rubbed his hair: "There is no eye on the battlefield, who is not wounded? As long as it is not a broken arm or leg and can't get up, then it is not called a serious injury."
When Xu saw him worrying, Xiao Zhige said again: "You didn't see the Great Golden Crow King of Beidi, who had his arm cut off by me. In order to boost morale, I didn't have to fight with one arm. I just beat him a few days ago. It’s a pity that he failed to bring his head level back, otherwise there would be another lantern at the gate of the city."
An Changqing was stunned when he heard it, and said, "Hang a lantern?"
Xiao Zhige thought for a while, fearing to scare him, and explained to him in a more tactful way: "The people of Beidi have committed crimes for years, and the soldiers of Yanzhou and the people of Beidi will never die. In order to boost morale, it is also for the people to vent their anger. Every time the head of General Bei Di is cut off, it must be hung on the city gate."
After so many years, there have been no less than a hundred heads of Beidi generals hung at the gates of the city. Every year when the war is over, these heads will be taken down, and together with the captured Beidi soldiers, they will stand up outside the city to form a "Beijing View". Frightened Beidi and demonstrated the merits of Yanzhou soldiers. Every year, the battlefields are piled up, and now there are countless number of Jingguan two or three feet high outside the city.
An Changqing was stunned. He had never been to Yejing in his previous life. He could only hear from hearsay about how tragic the border war was. Now that I listened to Xiao Zhige's narration in such a plain tone, I vaguely touched (touched Mo) the real and cruel side of the war.
The two armies faced each other, endlessly.
If you want to frighten the ferocious Beidi people, you can only be more ferocious and ruthless than them, to make them feel jealous. An Changqing remembered the rumors he had heard in Yejing. Those scholars always criticized Xiao Zhigekeng (killing sha) for tens of thousands of Beidi prisoners for being too cruel. The Jingguan tower in front of the city gate is even more evidence of his addiction to (killing sha) and becoming (sexual xing). However, if these people were allowed to spend a few years in Yanzhou at the border, they might hate the Beidi people more than Xiao Zhige.
"Then what if the Ye people fall into Beidi's hands?" An Changqing asked.
"The Beidi people are much crueler than our methods."
Xiao Zhige's eyes turned cold, and he held An Changqing's hands in his palms and played with them one by one: "They call Ye people's slaves'human animals', and they are all kept in one place like livestock, and the men work day and night (gan gan). Live, women are for the soldiers to entertain at will. If there is a shortage of food, they will be slaughtered as food..."
He sighed and looked at An Changqing: "That's why I don't want you to come to Yanzhou."
Yanzhou is located at the border, where wind and sand in spring and summer are invaded, and severe in autumn and winter is long. We also have to deal with Beidi's offenders at all times, let alone easy days, the people in this city are ready to work hard with the Beidi people at any time. Everything here is not what he wants An Changqing to see.
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