Chapter 495

Meng Hun sneered, "whether it's Nanman in Northern Xinjiang or Dongqing, they are all the same people. It's no surprise to do the same dirty things."

Hearing his silence, Li Yun dared not answer Meng Hun's words.

Even in the troubled times of the sixteen countries, the people in the hinterland of the Central Plains have an innate sense of superiority. This sense of superiority will reach its peak after the summer ends the troubled times and dominates the world. How can the people of heaven, and Chaoshang compare with the barbarians?

If Meng Hun's words were heard by those old pedants and Confucian scholars, he would certainly be denounced by thousands of people and reviled by all the people.

In the eyes of the people, the barbarians are barbarians. They are savages who drink their hair and blood, owe their IQ and use cruel means. The people of the five countries of the central plains are polite and intelligent. Who despises the barbarians, whether Dongqing, Nansheng, zhongzhao, Beiyuan or Xichang?

Meng Hun said that people are the same as people. The people in the Central Plains can do those bloody means of the barbarians, but they just don't admit it.

Such remarks are really deviant. Li Yun subconsciously wants to refute them, but the bloody reality makes him unable to speak of them.

The heart is tangled and uncomfortable, and finally it turns into a sigh.

According to Li Yun's IQ, he can't understand whether these chaotic people created the chaotic times or drove the chaotic people crazy.

"What a pity." Meng hunhu stared at those Qingyi army grain transportation teams who were ready to rest in place with a face and eyes, and whispered a lesson, "for generals, don't be angry, let alone be influenced by the war..."

For the captain of pioneer camp, he should always keep a calm brain and clear thinking, and he can't make any mistakes.

The soldiers of the pioneer battalion account for half of the elite of the whole army. If the war fails, the morale will drop sharply, not to mention, the combat effectiveness will also decline greatly.

As the leader of the pioneer camp, the school captain should play the role of backbone at all times. Even if the situation is bad, he can't easily show depression or sigh, which affects morale, even if Li Yun doesn't mean it

With a simple and honest smile, Li Yun showed Meng Hun's familiar silly white and sweet temperament, but he soon realized something and tightened his face.

In the other compartment, the grain transport team of the Qingyi army has found a cool place to rest.

Today's weather is still very cold, but when transporting food across mountains and rivers, the cooks consume a lot of energy and always sweat. It is the "supervised" Qingyi army who are light and simple, and pant more than the cooks carrying food in carts.

One of them sat on the baggage cart, waving his clothes and fanning the wind. His slightly swollen face was a little mean.

"It's really unlucky to step on my mother. If these little women hadn't walked slowly, we would have arrived long ago. They are popular and spicy. Where should we waste time in this wilderness..." a stream of thick phlegm surged up in his throat. He bah and spit directly on the face of the nearest woman. Seeing her panic and scream, his heart was much happier, "I don't understand these little women. My children and grandchildren have eaten it and lack a mouthful of phlegm..."

Another man leaned against the baggage cart, stabbed the hanging head behind his waist, Pooh, dragged the head down and threw it far away.

"Don't play too much. These little girls want to share with their brothers. Let your boy enjoy it in advance on the road, but don't spoil people. If you eat meat, you should let others drink some soup." He looked at more than a hundred women who met and distributed their heads, bowed their heads and trembled. Jie smiled and afterthought, "a woman's body is soft, and the taste is good..."

Troubled times also have the benefits of troubled times. If the world is peaceful, where can we have today's comfortable days?

All their lives, they are just mountain men working in the fields. They want to taste women. They don't know when to wait.

There are few women. In some remote villages, there are no women at all. Several brothers raise money and work together to buy a common wife. This phenomenon is common.

There were about a thousand people in the green army guarding the grain team, and their eyes lingered on those women.

These days, we are stepping up the transportation of grain. Women are around, but we can't touch them. Only a few high-ranking people can casually pull one to the grass to solve it. Many people can't stand it anymore. Just because of the dignity of the officer, no one dare to act rashly.

"Look at your worthless appearance. When you go back, all the brothers have a share. Come one by one. Don't worry - ha ha -"

Those women seemed to have been tormented numb. Except for a few who would show angry eyes, all the others looked dull.

Can you not be numb?

Their village homes were destroyed, and their father and brother died miserably in front of them.

They are not only physically hit, but also mentally close to collapse.

If this is only an appetizer, what happens on the road every day will cut their fragile nerves like a blunt knife.

If these animals think they want to eat meat, they are the best and freshest meat. What a feeling it is to watch people who are still alive be cut, washed, cut and cooked in a pot, and even several stubborn people be cooked alive?

[... Or sit between two cylinders and force fire; or burn on an iron frame; or bind his hands and feet and pour it with boiling soup first...]

[human flesh says' thinking of meat ', eating it makes people think of it.]

Those who have courage bite their tongue and commit suicide, but those who have no courage can only suffer.

They trembled for fear that they would be the next victim.

By contrast, the silver insult every night is nothing.

If you want to escape, you have no shoes under your feet. There are a lot of gravel around. Your hands are tied to the same hemp rope. A person can't escape at all.

Seeing more and more close to Cheng'an County, people's hearts filled with bursts of despair, and some people even felt relieved.

If you die like this.

I think hell is not so hard.

Part of the vanguard battalion ambushed the secret place. The improved crossbow had already been stringed, and the collimation was facing the head of the Qingyi army.

"Boss - why do I think it's chilly today -" someone felt a little uncomfortable.

Another humanitarian said, "look at these heads. Who doesn't feel cold, coward."

A burst of laughter erupted around.

Before entering the Qingyi army, many of them were hardworking farmers, but after tasting the taste of wanton, they could not return to their original state, nor could they find the kind of "simplicity", wantonly mocking and laughing at their timid accomplices.

"Well, if you have enough rest, get up and send this batch of grain to the city, and then enjoy the beauty together -"

Before the leader's voice fell, a dazzling flower of blood burst out from his eyebrows, and an arrow was exposed.

Many Tsing Yi soldiers were about to bend down and get up or pick up weapons put aside. They were at the time when their nerves were most loose.

A wave of sneak attacks scattered two or three hundred Qingyi troops.

Fortunately, Meng Hun and his companions made a detour to the rear of the Qingyi army, otherwise their tracks would be found by the other party.

"Enemy attack -"

"There are enemies -"

After a wave of attack, the bodies fell to the ground, and the green army could react.

The crowd has been completely chaotic.

At this time, more than a thousand people rushed out of the originally empty dense forest and grass, and Li Yun was the leader.

A silver gun was about to shoot. Before rushing in, he found that his target had been stabbed through his head.

Li Yun: "

Who robbed him of his head?