The army entered Weinan in the early morning. The tall city walls of Weinan had been demolished to pieces. The city bricks were thrown to the ground, exposing the adobe inside. The arrow tower had long been reduced to ruins. The red-shirted scouts carried thousands of miles
Mirror and Firegun stood vigilantly and looked into the distance.
Before you get close to the city, you can smell a burning smell. This smell is very familiar. It is the smell of battlefields with casualties and casualties. The blood is mixed with the strange smell of roasted human flesh. Thick smoke rises from behind the city wall.
, flocks of crows were circling in the sky, except for the footsteps of the soldiers, the whole city was as silent as night, or like a dead city.
The city gate has collapsed, and the original Weinan East Gate has now turned into a small mound. The soldiers climbed up the mound, and what they saw was an out-and-out city of death, with corpses and rubble everywhere.
The Xixia people were killed very cleanly, leaving no chickens or dogs behind. The streets were so quiet that even wild dogs could not be seen. The red-shirted soldiers walked silently, each with a solemn expression. Any army saw their own people being raped by aliens.
The massacre by a team will spontaneously give rise to a sense of shame and anger. The red shirt soldiers who have been educated in nationalism are of course even more indignant, and their eyes are about to spit out fire.
Walking to the Weinan government office in the center of the city, the sight of a row of heads stacked up in Beijing is even more shocking. There are men, women, old people, and children. The lifeless heads are stacked together like bricks and tiles, each one
The deceased all retained their expressions before death, with some eyes still open and some with their mouths wide open, as if they were accusing the Xixia army of atrocities.
The red-shirted soldiers stood still in front of this spectacle of human heads. Their fists were clenched and they wanted to kill all the Xixia people immediately. Liu Ziguang and his generals came from behind and saw this tragic scene.
The scene also fell into silence. He took off his helmet and bowed his head in silence. The soldiers also took off their hats and observed silence. After a moment, Liu Ziguang raised his head and said: "We cannot let the remains of the Guanzhong elders be spoiled by crows and wild dogs. Send people to dig holes outside the city and bury them as much as possible."
Bury their bodies according to their families."
Most of the corpses in the city were pale and black, but there were no signs of death, indicating that the massacre of the Xixia people was carried out two or three days ago. Liu Ziguang was burying the corpses and tidying up the city, while sending people around to investigate the traces of the Xixia people. By the way, he took a look
Are there any survivors?
Liu Ziguang led the generals to the back house of the Weinan Prefecture Government Office, and temporarily set up a temporary headquarters here. When he walked into the back house yard, he saw that there were still corpses on the ground, including servants, servants, and maids. Strangely, there was a well next to it.
There are two corpses of Xixia soldiers. They have high noses and sunken eyes. They are wearing sheepskin robes and holding scimitars in their hands. Both corpses have sword-penetrating wounds on their chests. Looking at the edge of the well, there is a female corpse lying on the edge of the well, dressed in plain white.
, holding a sword in his hand, he looked like he was only in his twenties, but he had a pretty face. There was a deep gash on his waist, which seemed to have been pierced by a spear.
"Maybe she was a daughter of an official, but she was a fierce woman. Let's dig a pit and bury this body separately, and then put up a monument." Liu Ziguang sighed.
Two soldiers went over to carry the body, and suddenly one of them seemed to hear something. He walked up to the well platform, opened the wicker basket covering it, and carefully looked inside. Then he turned around and said, "Commander, there seems to be someone in here."
After hearing this, Liu Ziguang hurriedly walked up, lay down at the mouth of the well and looked inside. Sure enough, he saw a figure inside, still shouting in a low voice: "Mother, I want mother."
"Go down and fish out the child." Liu Ziguang said.
A thin soldier was hung down by the well rope. After a while, he heard a cry from the bottom of the well: "There is a female doll sitting in the barrel. I tied the rope to the handle of the barrel. You just pull it up."
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Liu Ziguang hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, cover the child's eyes first, otherwise he will go blind when he first sees the light."
After a while, the soldiers hoisted a large wooden barrel from the bottom of the well. A child of two or three years old was sitting cross-legged in the barrel, holding leftover food in his hand. His black hair was tied into two braids. Look at the hair.
Shiki should be a female doll. Although her eyes are covered by a soldier's scarf, her delicate little nose and pale face can still be seen.
The little girl was very obedient, neither crying nor scratching the scarf on her face. She just sat timidly in the bucket. The outline of her little face looked a bit like the woman who died by the well. Liu Ziguang gave it a try.
He took out the little girl and held it in his arms as if he were his own child. Someone next to him immediately handed over a blanket and helped to put it on the child. Liu Ziguang pouted, and everyone hurriedly moved the body away and vacated a room. Liu Ziguang
I walked in with the child in my arms, found a clean place to put him down, and the light in the room was moderate, and then I untied the scarf from the child's face.
A pair of innocent big eyes stared at Liu Ziguang, still not daring to speak. Liu Ziguang smiled, took out a piece of candy from his arms, opened the candy wrapper himself and stuffed it into the child's mouth. This candy is made of milk and sucrose.
It is specially used by red shirt soldiers to replenish their blood sugar when they are tired. Of course, it is also perfect as a snack for children.
The little girl had obviously never eaten such delicious food. In addition, she had not eaten enough for two days in a row. She swallowed the toffee in two or three times. She ate too quickly and immediately hiccupped. Liu Ziguang caressed her lovingly.
The little girl said kindly: "Eat slowly, uncle, there are still many here."
The little girl ate several toffees in a row and finally regained some strength. Her face gradually became rosy. Liu Ziguang asked: "Kid, what's your name?"
The little girl replied with a babyish voice: "My name is Xue Xiangying, and I am two and a half years old today."
"You're so good. My uncle asked you, when did you go down into that well?" Liu Ziguang asked in a persuasive manner.
"Well, I don't know. My mother asked me to hide in there. She said she was playing hide-and-seek. The bad guys are coming to catch Xiao Yingying. I have to wait until someone who speaks Chinese comes to speak out. Uncle, are you speaking Chinese?"
The girl tilted her head and asked.
"Of course the uncles speak Chinese, they are all Han Chinese."
"Then I'll ask my mother to come out. There's no need to hide." The little girl was so innocent that she didn't even know that her mother had died on the well platform to protect herself.
"Mother is sleeping, little Yingying is good, don't disturb mother's sleep." Liu Ziguang couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart when he said these words. He also has a daughter. He couldn't bear to see such a well-behaved and lovely girl lose her mother.
Tell her the truth.
"Well, little Yingying is good, don't disturb mother's sleep. Uncle, did you beat those yellow-haired bad guys away?" the little girl asked with a pair of innocent eyes.
"Yes, it was my uncle who led the other uncles to beat the bad guys away. Xiao Yingying will no longer have to hide in the well." Liu Ziguang said.
"Well, uncle, are you my father?" the little girl continued to ask. This strange question surprised Liu Ziguang and he didn't know how to answer. Fortunately, the little girl's next words made him understand: "Mother said, daddy
Sooner or later, the army will come to drive away the bad guys. Uncle, if you drive away the bad guys, then are you my father?"
"Xiao Yingying, don't you know your father?" Liu Ziguang asked curiously.
"Well, my mother and I haven't seen our father in two years. Uncle, aren't you my father? Do you know my father?"
Liu Ziguang understood that the little girl's father might have been a military general. He went off to war when the child was half a year old and never came back. The war was chaotic these days. Who knows if he died on the battlefield. Maybe this poor child
He no longer had any relatives in the world, so he immediately picked up the little girl and said, "Uncle is daddy, and daddy is back."
The little girl suddenly started to cry loudly, as if her years of grievances had been released. A pair of small hands tightly grasped Liu Ziguang's skirt and never let go. Liu Ziguang's nose also became sore, and he tried not to shed tears.
, but the voice has changed slightly: "Don't cry, little Yingying, daddy is back, and daddy will never let you be wronged again."
The men who were surrounded by steel could not help but have slightly red eyes. The experience of the only survivor in the city touched the strong hearts of all the soldiers present. Several soldiers could not help but go out and quietly wiped away their tears of heroism. They looked up and saw their comrades.
But he concealed it: "The strong wind blinded my eyes."
The body of the little girl Xue Xiangying's mother, the young woman who died in the battle at the well, had been simply cleaned, covered with a white robe, some rouge rubbed on her face, and placed on the gumline indoors.
The little girl saw her for the last time. Liu Ziguang stood beside the bed for a while holding the child. Xiao Yingying was very sensible and stopped crying or talking. Liu Ziguang said: "Mother may have to sleep for a long time. During this time, you stay with daddy."
How are you doing?"
Xiao Yingying looked at her sleeping mother, then at Liu Ziguang, and simply said one word: "Okay."
The red-shirted soldiers were so numerous that the corpses in the city were quickly cleaned up. A large number of new cemeteries were set up outside Weinan City. The fires in the city were also put out, and the blood stains on the streets were covered with soil. After all this was done, Liu Ziguang gathered
The whole army gave a speech in front of the state government office.
"You have seen what the Xixia people have done. I won't say any more nonsense. If you are a man, I will chase you and take revenge, and wash away the blood with blood! The three armies obey the order!"
The crowd in the darkness shouted in unison: "Here!"
"The Hussars attack immediately to pursue the enemy. There is only one word: kill! We will never accept the surrender of any Xixia army!"