The Weishui Bridge and the river crossing are now tightly blocked by a large number of ordinary Chang'an people. On the other side of the Weishui River, Yang Biao, Huangfu Song and others want to lead the army to attack Chang'an City, or they can only attack the city ruthlessly.
With a single heart, these people are treated as nothing but a bloody way out, or they can only build another pontoon bridge to cross the river...
When Yang Biao and Huangfu Song saw this situation, they immediately knew that the situation in Chang'an City had changed no longer what they expected. They immediately led their troops out of Lingyi and gathered on the north side of the Weishui Bridge.
"Mr. Yang..."
"General Huangfu..."
As soon as the two people met, they understood what the other person was thinking without using too many words. If they were ordinary people, they might still have some hesitation when facing these people, but what are Yang Biao and Huangfu Song like?
When people face the common people who are like ants, how can they let this little bit of pity stop their great cause?
"General Huangfu, let's go ahead and take action... Someone will take care of the follow-up matters..." Yang Biao cupped his hands to Huangfu Song and said. Regarding the military formation, Yang Biao was naturally not as good as Huangfu Song, so he just followed up.
After closing the battle, the command was handed over to Huangfu Song.
Huangfu Song sat on the horseback, looking at the crowded Weishui Bridge in the distance, and then gradually extended southward, all the way to Chang'an City, and then slowly moved back. Although Huangfu Song now
I felt that I still had the initiative and got Yang Biao's promise, but I didn't know why but there was an uneasy feeling in my heart.
As for the people on the Weishui Bridge and on the south bank, Huangfu Song didn't pay attention at all.
When Huangfu Song captured Quyang County, where the Yellow Turbans were located, he killed all the 100,000 Yellow Turbans in the city. The pile of corpses in the capital could be seen from ten miles away. Did he ever show any mercy?
Now that they have been driven into the battle formation, they are either friendly forces or enemies. Even though they were neighbors before, but now...
On the battlefield, sometimes it just depends on who is ruthless. Being ruthless will not make people respect you, but it will make people fear you.
Huangfu Song waved his hand, called one of his guards, and gave him some instructions. Hearing this, the guard looked up at Huangfu Song, hesitated for a moment, but still turned his horse and galloped towards the Weishui Bridge.
Go, slow down your horse fifty steps in front of the Weishui Bridge, and shout to the people on the Weishui Bridge:
"The military law of the Han Dynasty will kill those who rebel against the army! The general is merciful and will give you a chance to survive! If you turn around immediately and kill the rebels, you will avoid death! If you are cowardly and do not move forward, when the army arrives, don't blame the ruthless military law!"
When the common people of the Han Dynasty on the Weishui Bridge heard this and looked at the approaching Han army in the north of the bridge, they did not feel the slightest bit of peace of mind. Instead, they were left with overwhelming fear. They were now unarmed and were old, weak, women and children.
, are still squeezed tightly here, how can they turn around and fight for the Xiliang soldiers?
If they could really fight for their lives, how could they be driven here like a flock of sheep?
If it is really time for them to go into battle and fight to the death, then what are the generals and soldiers at Weishui Bridge doing, eating and drinking the grain and grass they have worked so hard to plant and harvest?
Even the stupidest people, after hearing the message sent by Huangfu Song, understood that it was not really a hope that they would turn around and join the battle, it was just an excuse to kill people.
The people cried loudly and chaotically:
"General, help me..."
"Chen Ah San, I am your uncle. Do you recognize me? These are all neighbors. Please be kind and let us pass..."
"Oh my God...who will save us..."
"Don't kill us...don't kill us..."
"God, please give me a way to live..."
The cries of hundreds or even thousands of people were mixed together and merged with the cries in Chang'an City, soaring straight into the sky!
South of the Weishui Bridge, the Xiliang soldiers continued to drive people away from the Weishui Bridge regardless. Many people were squeezed, trampled, and even had their sternums broken by being squeezed in the crowd. They were spurting blood but still could not fall down. They were beaten by the crowd.
Pushing forward...
On the bridge and on the south bank, people were pushed down from time to time, and fell into the Wei River like dumplings, and then were submerged and taken away by the river in the blink of an eye...
The common people at the front faced Huangfu Song's antlers of the horse and the rows of shining gun heads. They wanted to retreat, but they couldn't retreat at all. They could only be pushed little by little closer and closer to death.
The closer.
The soldiers holding spears behind Juma didn't dare to look at these people. These people were all people in Chang'an City, some were neighbors, some were friends, and now they were all in front of them, begging for a way out...
"Soldiers in the front line, repeat the order!" Huangfu Song's bodyguard shouted loudly.
"Repeat the order! Did you hear it?!" The military commanders in charge of the front line shouted and asked, "Are you fucking deaf or mute?! Repeat the order!"
"The military law of the Han Dynasty will kill those who rebel against the army...the general is merciful..."
The soldiers in the front line closed their eyes and used all their strength to repeat Huangfu Song's order three times in a hoarse voice.
Huangfusong heard the shouts of the soldiers in the front formation, nodded slightly, waved his hand and said: "The three orders and five orders have been completed! Beat the drums! March forward immediately! Anyone who stands in the way will be killed!"
The war drums were beating loudly, and the archers placed their arrows on the backs of their bows, and under the orders of the junior officers, they pointed diagonally towards the sky.
Rows and rows of soldiers gathered together, wearing exquisite armor, holding bright swords and guns, and approached step by step.
But at this moment, their opponents were not the thieves from the border areas, nor the gangsters who caused trouble, but their own neighbors, the people who supported them with their hard-working hands.
"kill!"
On one side were the Han Imperial Guards with sophisticated equipment, and on the other were ordinary people in Chang'an City. They finally met on the Weishui Bridge.
At first, the soldiers were crying and saying sorry, while they were slashing and killing familiar neighbors. But as the blood flowed more and more, ordinary people came in wave after wave like a flood. These soldiers
The tears on his face gradually dried up, leaving only a numb expression, numbly listening to orders, numbly reaping life...
One after another, civilians fell to the swords and guns, and the crowds were so dense that they could not fall even after being hacked to death, shot to death, or stabbed to death...
One corpse after another was cleared from the Weishui Bridge, and the space vacated was immediately filled again by the advancing soldiers and the people who followed.
Huangfusong looked at the soldiers advancing slowly, but also gradually advancing with the flowing blood and the layers of corpses. He nodded slightly and said in his heart, for the sake of the big man, even if a certain person's hands are full of blood and
Why not? What's more, which of the famous generals of ancient and modern times does not stand on the bones of thousands of bones?
The Wei River has now turned red, and corpses are floating up and down in the river, flowing into the distance...
