Chapter 027
Zhang Liao raised the double-hooked iron spear diagonally, and Han Xian was inserted on the tip of the spear. The fierce horse that Han Xian sat down had lost its master and was still running forward. The heavy sword hit the ground and splashed a little dust.
Han Xian looked frightened and filled with fear of death. He trembled all over and begged: "I don't want to die, please spare my life by the governor of County Zhang."
The pain all over his body had made him lose his mind. In extreme horror, he could only place the last chance to survive on Zhang Liao.
He had long forgotten the arrogance he had when he called himself grandpa. When his life was dying, he had also forgotten that it was Zhang Liao's plan to show weakness and provoke generals that led to this end.
The iron spear in Zhang Liao's hand rotated slightly, ruthlessly killing Han Xian's last vitality.
He picked Han Xian and drove forward, came to the uproaring lineup of Bai Bo's army, and shouted loudly: "Most of you are good people in Xihe, and you have to do it because of the Bai Bo's army. The main evil Han Xian is dead, and the rest will not blame you."
The Baibo army was silent, and there was no other movement except for the restless formation.
Han Xian died too suddenly, and they could not accept this reality for a moment. Zhang Liao, who was already unable to fight back under Niu Er and Wu Sanmu's attack, suddenly felt like a divine power initiation. He raised the iron spear in his hand and killed Han Xian on the spot with one move. The shock caused them too severely. Their minds were as chaotic as they were. They would have lost their opinions and be in chaos.
"I welcome everyone to serve in the army and those who are willing to work on the battlefield under my command. Those who are willing to farm and herdsmen can return to the farmland to serve the farmer."
Zhang Liao was very patient and gave Bai Bojun a choice with room for room.
"Kill the prefect of Xihe and avenge Han Qushuo."
Seven or eight fellow villagers of Han Xian rode a horse and rushed straight to Zhang Liao. Seeing that their instigation did not play much, they could only bite the bullet and rush forward. If they lucky enough to kill Zhang Liao, they would be rewarded after returning to Baibo Valley.
Zhang Liao threw Han Xian's body away and smashed it to one person. Then the double hook iron spear in his hand flickered frequently, as fast as lightning and thunder. Every time he passed through the air, it could bring about a rain of blood.
In a moment, all seven or eight Baibo cavalrymen who had been tinkering with each other died on the spot.
In addition to hundreds of cavalrymen, the rest of the Baibo army were all infantry with incomplete weapons. Only hundreds of cavalrymen barely wore leather armor. The rest were wearing single clothes covered with patches, and the weapons in their hands were also varied, mainly farm tools and sticks. The popularity of real magic weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds is less than half a percent.
Faced with such a team, Zhang Liao was full of compassion. How could he kill without hesitation?
Zhang Liao's eyes passed by the Bai Bo army in front of the decoration of the storefront. He looked at the large number of Bai Bo army members behind him, showing restlessness, and urged loudly: "When will you wait until you don't surrender now? Do you want me to lead the Iron Cavalry to kill you before you can surrender?"
"We are willing to surrender." A small leader spoke first, and then one after another echo sounded from different corners.
"Everyone who comes to my command must obey my military orders. If you dare to cause trouble, you will be killed."
Zhang Liao's cold voice floated in the air. He didn't care what everyone was thinking. He shouted without any negotiation: "All riders dismount and hold the reins in their hands and wait for treatment."
The cavalry general of Bai Bo's army was Niu Er, who had long died under Zhang Liao's spear. Faced with Zhang Liao's orders, they dared not refute, so they could only hold the horse in their hands in chaos. Cheng Lian sent two songs to take over the war horses for their own possession.
"Get out of the way and follow me and enter the Hanxian camp." Zhang Liao issued an order again.
After the buzzing team moved away from the 10-meter-wide road, the formation became more and more chaotic.
Zhang Liao was in charge of the cavalry, and more than 5,000 Baibo's troops followed behind him in dejectedly, and they were entrusted with the flow of the last hope on Zhang Liao. They could only hope that Zhang Liao could fulfill his promise and give them a way out.
Cheng Lian looked at Zhang Liao and said helplessly: "In my opinion, the Bai Bo army who surrendered after the Iron Cavalry rushed to the scene will be frightened and dare not have the intention of doing evil again. Now that they are left behind, if someone urges to escape, we will not be able to restrain ourselves."
"The escapee will not have to show mercy next time. Only those who stay will be more disciplined will be valued by me. Whether to go or stay depends on their own choices."
Zhang Liao didn't care about the consequences. He had done his best. If there were still people who were ungrateful, they could only find another opportunity to kill him.
"The governor of Zhang County does not have to deal with dirty characters like Han Xian for these Guizhou people. Bai Bojun, who has drunk blood and robbed others, has tasted the benefits of getting nothing. It is very difficult to get them to farmland. Maybe many people have become accustomed to the days of licking blood on the edge of the knife, and it is impossible to be a good citizen who keeps his duty."
Cheng Lian had his own thoughts and said directly: "I admire the character of Zhang County Magistrate's pity for the people, but if I were to endure Han Xian's successive humiliation, I could not show this character. If anyone dared to call himself grandpa in front of me, I would have cut him into pieces. If Zhang County Magistrate ordered me not to act rashly, I would have gone out of the battle and captured Han Xian at the foot of Zhang County Magistrate's feet and dealt with you."
"Those who are so crude Han Xian are just a little arrogant, so why bother with it?"
Zhang Liao smiled generously and didn't care. Later, Chen Lin scolded Cao Cao's ancestors for 18 generations. After Cao Cao pacified Yuan Shao, he not only did not punish Chen Lin, but also entrusted him with important tasks.
There are some truths in it, and Zhang Liao can learn a lot.
After a long battle, people will inevitably be provoked and scolded. If they can't stand the abuse of others and go to war, they will often just hit the enemy's thoughts.
Therefore, swearing is also a way to provoke and should not be taken lightly.
Only ignorant idiots like Han Xian regard insulting others as their own victory.
Zhang Liao glanced at the sluggish Bai Bo army and said with yearning: "One of these people will become soldiers under my command to charge for me, and there are also farmers who farm to pay food and grass for me. I hope they can really help me than killing them ruthlessly."
There was also an obsession in his heart, that was, to save more Han men's lives as much as possible, so as not to let the tragedy in history happen again, causing the tragedy of no rooster crowing thousands of miles, causing the Five Barbarians to act violently on the land of China.
Cheng Lian followed Zhang Liao's gaze and said Zhang Liao's words to him was a kind of encouragement and teaching.
He sighed with admiration: "Mr. Zhang is far-sighted and his thoughts are hard for me to reach. I will have a lot of insights after receiving the teachings."
Chapter completed!