Tang Wan showed a look of unbearability, "...buried with him?"
Chen Yang frowned and looked forward: "Maybe."
It can only be...maybe.
After passing the skeleton of the war elephant, everyone went deeper. There was a soft feeling under their feet. It was not like walking on natural stone ground washed by running water, but the feeling of artificially laid loess.
Everyone was somewhat vigilant at first, so searchlights and flashlights were used to clear the way, clearly illuminating the ground.
Loess is still loess, but it is not just loess.
Every few steps, skeletons can be seen exposed.
What's even more horrifying is that this is not a wilderness after all, with wild dogs and wild animals roaming around. It's just that the movement of the earth's crust has caused some bones to be scattered, but most of them still maintain their original appearance.
They either have their hands tied, or their heads are beheaded, or they appear to be struggling...
"Buried as a sacrifice, taken prisoner of war, buried alive..."
Zhu Wuneng muttered to himself, his face darkened.
Even if the leather ropes and the like that were once bound have long since decayed, even without looking at the traces left on the bones, he can easily tell what happened that year?
"It's not weird."
"The custom of sacrificial burial was only abolished in later generations. The emperor of the Han Dynasty repeatedly issued orders to ban it, but it was still banned."
"During the Yin and Shang Dynasties, it was not uncommon."
Chen Yang said lightly.
After all, if this kind of human tragedy really appears in front of us, people can't help but feel pity and coldness.
Hu Tu muttered: "Fortunately, the poison and paint were not here, otherwise how could you have suffered?"
When he said this, many people's faces turned green.
The war elephants bray and the warriors draw their swords, it's scary.
But wouldn't it be even more terrifying to see countless people crying, cursing, struggling... being buried alive, beheaded, etc.
"The poison is probably from the ore pigment. I know it is very precious and can't be seen normally. How could it be used in this place?"
Zhu Wuneng sneered: "The war elephant and warrior outside are probably equivalent to the tomb beasts of later generations, so they are worthy of such treasures."
"These......"
He sighed: "In the eyes of the Yin and Shang nobles, they are no different from cattle and horses. They are used as livestock."
Hu Tu murmured: "That's too much."
He no longer had the expectation of perfection when he first arrived in the noble realm, but instead felt an indescribable feeling of desolation.
They only saw the surface layer, and there were so many remains exposed.
What if we dig deeper?
Could it be layer upon layer, layer upon layer, all of them?
Mass grave?
That would be terrible.
No matter Hu Tu or Zhu Wuneng, including all the people from the Puranana sect, no one suggested that they should carefully inspect and dig out.
I'm afraid, this is really a mass grave.
After walking for more than ten minutes, even though everyone subconsciously speeded up their pace, it still took them so long to pass through the burial area.
Behind, decayed chariots began to appear scattered on the ground, the bones of war horses lay scattered, and bronze weapons were mottled...
All the way forward, when the cruelty of ancient people's sacrifices was slowly adapted to and ignored, no matter whether it was Hutu or the people of the past life, an indescribable feeling of discomfort emerged without warning.