Chapter 262 Circular

Industry specializing in surgery.

Lu Li was not good at treating illnesses and saving lives, but after thinking about it, he found a way to deal with it.

Zhang Yi is dead, and next, the lord will wipe out the internal and external troubles in the whole territory of Bingzhou with a thunderous force, and successfully ascend to the position of governor.

For such a powerful person, it is really not difficult to recruit a few genius doctors.

As for the candidate, Lu Li had already thought about it.

Hua Tuo.

There are no worthless people under the famous name.

If the other party has no way to heal, it can only be said that Zhao Jun's lifespan is exhausted and he cannot be forced to stay.

And Zhao Yun also made a decision in his heart, hearing is not as good as seeing, and his elder brother doesn't like Gongsun Zan, then he will go north with Lu Li, first go to Bingzhou Biejia Dingyuan, if the other party is really as heroic as described, he will stay Serve for it.

While the two of them were contemplating, they saw Zhao Jun standing up straight with a sigh of relief, solemnly bowed his hands to Lu Li, and said with a final word: "General, from now on, my brother will entrust you to you."

"Please rest assured, brother, Zilong and I hit it off right away..." Lu Li was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed his hands in return.

As a result, before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Jun's body go limp, and he subconsciously rushed up to help him, while Zhao Yun was also quick-eyed, and the two of them held him up on the left and on the right.

"It's not too late, you two should go on the road earlier."

After talking so much, Zhao Jun's face became extremely haggard, and his eyes were dull, and after he finished explaining this sentence, he whispered to his wife Fan Shi: "I'm tired, help me back to bed to rest. "

Hearing this, Fan silently stepped forward to help.

Looking at the back of his brother and sister-in-law going away, Zhao Yun felt guilty in his heart.

Lu Li sighed inwardly.

As a courtier, he can only do this. I hope that the lord has enough charisma to convince Zhao Yun. In this way, the general situation will come to an end.

"Zilong, let's go. With the footsteps of a black-maned horse, we should be able to return to the camp before dark."

"Thank you brother."

A moment later, the two rode together and disappeared into the wind and snow.

a long distance away.

Around the camp of the Huns, there were all broken limbs, and Wang Qi was stepped on the mud, covered with mud and shoe prints.

Enduring the strong burnt smell in the air, batch after batch of Han army cavalry rushed over on flying horses, reporting various important military matters.

"Is this really what Bie Jia led the army?"

"That's right, I heard that the person who charged forward was General Yamen Lu Li."

"How did I hear that General Song Xian, the vanguard officer, did it?"

"Clear~"

"A few Hun soldiers who survived told me that there was a voice that kept echoing over the camp: The camp robber, Lu Mengming from Taiyuan."

At this moment, outside the camp, several watchtowers were hastily erected, and the soldiers were standing on high places chatting casually.

Below it, some infantry are holding long whips, driving the Hun prisoners of war to dig pits.

Last night, Lu Li and the others had a good time killing them, but they suffered from the people who came to clean the battlefield.

You must know that once the tens of thousands of corpses on the ground cannot be dealt with in time, they will rot and emit a pungent smell. Not only that, but there is also a high possibility of forming a large-scale plague, which will cause the surrounding counties to suffer.

Because of this, in order to avoid the spread of the plague, Ding Yuan ordered the soldiers who came in a hurry to bury the corpse as soon as possible.

Due to the language barrier, many Xiongnu miscellaneous soldiers refused to dig a pit. They were worried that it was not for burying corpses, but that the general of the Han army wanted to kill the prisoners of war——

Although the Huns were a foreign race, they had heard of such cruel methods.

During the Warring States period, the Qin army pitted and killed 400,000 Zhao troops;

At the end of the Qin Dynasty, Xiang Yu killed 200,000 Qin soldiers;

These stories are still widely circulated on the grasslands, and can stop children from crying.

"What are you dawdling about?! Hun dog!"

At this time, a soldier waved the whip in his hand and slapped the prisoner's face severely.

Snapped!

There are a few white teeth mixed in the blood.

A cry of pain followed.

The Xiongnu miscellaneous soldiers on the side saw that their companions had suffered such a miserable end, and they didn't dare to think about it anymore, and they all sped up their movements.

In fact, the soldiers of the Han army didn't know what the coach Ding Yuan was thinking, but if they really wanted to kill the prisoners of war, they would have absolutely no objection, and would even rejoice.

According to the customs of the Spring and Autumn Period, family feuds are only considered for the fifth generation, but national feuds are not limited by generations, and revenge can be taken at any time.

Since the siege of Gaozu Baideng, the big man has been plundered again and again by the Huns, taking what they can and being arrogant and domineering. It was not until Emperor Wu rectified his armaments and beat him far away that the situation changed.

Now, the Huns have healed their scars and forgot about the pain, and invaded the country again. Not only did they besiege and kill the assassin Zhang Yi, they slapped the court in the face, and slaughtered the whole city. According to the children who were rescued, all the men in Yunzhong County who were taller than wheels were killed, their bodies were dragged to fill wells, and what happened to the women? It is even more miserable.

As a result, many soldiers of the Han army sighed deeply after hearing this, wishing they could cross the Baiqu River early and kill the thieves together with the lord.

"If you want me to say, just bury these Hun dogs alive, so as not to waste rations."

"We can't just take them so cheaply, drag them to build a fortress, use them as livestock, and drag them down from exhaustion."

Several soldiers who supervised the work whispered to each other.

Suddenly, a big horse with a green mane came galloping forward. Because it was daytime, the fine scales covering the horse's head gave off a cold light. This is horse armor, including wolf riders, and the whole army of Bingzhou couldn't get it together Five hundred.

And the man on the back is even more majestic, with a golden helmet and purple robe, although his face is elegant, but at this moment, he gives people a feeling of calm and majesty.

"My lord has an order, Zhujingguan!"

Zhang Liao reined in his mount and howled loudly.

The clear voice echoed over the camp for a long time.

Jing means Gaoqiu; Guan means Que type.

The ancients killed thieves, won the battle and laid their corpses, so they must build a Beijing temple, thinking that the place where the corpses are hidden is located in the ancient battlefield.

This Jingguan is formed by the accumulation of enemy corpses, which are reinforced with soil and glutinous rice juice, layer upon layer, and the height can reach 100 meters.

At first, Ding Yuan didn't intend to use this cruel method to dispose of the enemy's corpses, but the scouts who came back from Yunzhong City made him change his mind.

The ground was scorched and devastated.

The fire burned everything, leaving only a few ruins. As the horse galloped for a long time, the scouts wanted to fetch some well water to drink, but in the end they fished out countless stumps.

Ding Yuan was silent for a while after listening.

If the city is gone, it can be built again, but once the water source is destroyed, there is no way to recover, so we can only choose another place to build the city.

And this needs to consider various issues such as strategic location, surrounding environment, and people's livelihood. Is it an easy task?

Because of this, in a fit of rage, he decided to build a temple in Beijing to deter those alien races who survived.

When they plundered the border and saw this Jingguan, they would think whether the dead bones of their father and brother were buried in it, and whether they would be buried together by the Han army who came to revenge.