"Oh, really?"


    Tang Hao picked up his eyebrow and looked at Li Weifei on the ground with great interest, just like a beast playing with the prey in his hand.


    "This mountain is actually good, with beautiful peaks and green shade. Even in this hot summer, it feels cool to be in this jungle."


    "I''m going to build a house here and keep it for the elderly in the future. In my twilight years, I climb the hillside and broad land, put on chairs and stools, carry a bird cage, blow the mountain wind and watch the sunset. It has a different flavor."


    The easier he said, the more Li Weifei struggled on the ground.


    However, Wu Tong''s big foot seemed to have a force of a thousand kilograms. He pressed his body and couldn''t move.


    His cheeks turned red and his arm muscles swelled. Li Weifei struggled with his last strength in an attempt to get up.


    But the feeling of Taishan pressing the top of the mountain firmly trapped this scarred body.


    Or knowing that there was no hope to stand up, Li Weifei completely gave up the idea, left the corners of his mouth stained with red blood and burst into a wild smile.


    "Tang people, are they so arrogant?"


    "I remember there was a huge Beijing Temple beside the Liao River. There were many bones of the Tang Dynasty buried in it. Have you forgotten?"


    When I mentioned the painful word, my big foot pressed on my back.


    Poof.


    A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of Li Weifei''s mouth and fell to the ground, red.


    Tang Hao''s face was still as quiet as water, and there was a sharp jump in his eyes. He squatted down slowly and looked down at the figure spitting blood.


    "The fallen stone tablet will never be forgotten by Datang."


    "When the teacher returns to Beijing, I will inscribe my name Tang Hao on the stone tablet!"


    "This will be a great achievement in the history of Koguryo!"


    The laughing cheek became ferocious, and a cheek filled with anger appeared under the messy hair.


    Hostile eyes shot out from the hair gap, and his grin showed white teeth full of red blood.


    "Dream!"


    "If you dare to enter the Liao River, general mudongjiao of Dawang city must know! Those brave Koguryo soldiers will chop you up like fish."


    "I will also throw you into the huge pit by the Liao water and bury you."


    Ha ha ha.


    The wild laughter stopped suddenly when it was normal.


    The red cheeks gathered blood at a visible speed, and then became purple. The grown lips are already black, and the eyes are strangely protruding, which seems to be unable to breathe.


    A moment later.


    The crimson liquid flowed out of the ear hole, the vague roar in the throat gradually stopped, the cheeks were close to the ground, and the eyes were absent-minded. They had been moved to the big foot of the neck and suffocated alive.


    He slowly removed his big feet from the body. Wu Tong looked at the figure on the ground without expression and said faintly.


    "Dead."


    Tang Hao slowly stood up from the ground, took a sigh of relief and turned his body.


    "All killed."


    Quiet words spread slowly in the quiet mountains.


    Brush.


    The three generals behind him pulled out their waist knives.


    Poop poop.


    The sound of the sharp blade cutting into the skin and flesh swayed in the village, without a scream, a prayer, or even a cry.


    The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground continued until the last dull sound sounded, and Wu Tong hurried from behind.


    Looking at Tang Hao, who turned over and mounted his horse, Wu Tong glanced at the sea of blood on the hillside behind him and made a voice of doubt.


    "Lord Tang, are these refugees who have fled the famine? Are they really native people?"


    Between the words, he stepped on the horse, shook the reins, and rode side by side with Tang Hao.


    Looking at the dark sky in the distance, Tang Hao smiled faintly.


    "Ragged clothes and calluses."


    "People who often run around in the fields have some characteristics of big hands and feet. Have you seen that general? Can he have the feet of the barefoot?"


    Hearing this, Wu Tong was more confused, and Jianmei wrinkled at the next moment.


    "But these people didn''t shed a tear until they were cut down and saw their relatives fall down one by one."


    "From beginning to end, I saw fear, fear, but I didn''t seem to want to beg for mercy."


    Slowly retracting his wandering eyes, Tang Hao looked at the careful man.


    "You''re right!"


    "They only have the fear of death, but they don''t have any courage to continue to live."


    With a long sigh, Tang Hao continued.


    "Gaisuwen enlisted the countrymen, built the Great Wall, dug rivers and built walls. These atrocities are the same as those of emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty."


    "To avoid conscription and labor, these people have to be displaced."


    "Carrying a meal that will never be enough to eat, wrapped in ragged clothes, and like a cautious mouse all day, he evades the search of officers and soldiers everywhere. It is better to say that they are just bodies that can walk and talk than they are alive."


    After hearing this, Wu Tong frowned and remained silent for a long time.


    Tang Hao spoke faintly on the bumpy horse''s back.


    "Tyranny is fiercer than tigers."


    "Instead of living a lonely life numbly, death is also a relief for them."