Chapter 99 A cannibal Banquet

Wen Han and the Qianghu Juhan fought for half an hour. From the beginning of his strength, Wen Han suddenly became fierce. With the Taiji routine, he skillfully vented his strength and used his strength to force, which gradually forced the Qianghu Juhan to a dead end. In the end, Qianghu Juhan was exhausted. He was stabbed in the throat by Wen Han and fell down.

Guan Yu and Gao Shun looked at it intoxicated. They had also been in contact with this Tai Chi, but they didn't know it so well that they could integrate it into gunnery. The two of them rushed to the horse. At this time, almost 80% of the Qianghu soldiers and horses were killed by the black wind, and few moving Qianghu people were seen in the prairie.

"Congratulations to the extraordinary brother, who finally broke through the bottleneck. At this time, if you take off your inner armor. If you fight with Pei Yuanshao, you will definitely win within fifty. With Xu Gongming, um... Although I can't beat him, it should not be difficult to fight with him for 70 or 80 rounds.

Guan Yu held two feet of beautiful beard and congratulated Wen Han with a happy face. When he was in Luoyang, Wen Han often practiced with him and Xu Huang. At that time, he knew that Wen Han had reached a bottleneck and could break through as long as he had an opportunity.

But this opportunity is illusory and difficult to catch. Some people may be able to catch it in a life-and-death battle, but some people take four or five years, and some people have limited potential. In the end, they can't catch it. Today, seeing that Wen Han finally broke through and his martial arts skills improved, Guan Yu was also happy for him.

"Hmm. I usually train and never fall behind. He also used this inner armor to force out his potential, and in addition, this Qianghu giant is powerful. If I can't break through, I can only say that my potential is limited.

Wen Han has an indifferent expression. He is a person who pursues the limit. He knows that this person can't be easily satisfied, otherwise he will stagnate. As soon as he said this, Wen Han suddenly frowned, and the pressure on his body finally broke out. The muscles and blood of his whole body churled, and his arms were suddenly pulled away. His hands trembled, and he couldn't even hold the tiger-headed silver gun and fell out of his hand.

Wen Han grinned in pain, his face cramped, and almost fell off his horse. Guan Yu thought that just now, he must have exhausted his whole body, and his body was exhausted. He hurried over and helped Wen Han down. Wen Han closed his mouth and couldn't even say anything. He was screaming in pain, and sweat oozed all over his body. His face was bloodless, his pupils were dilated, and the nerves and bones of his whole body were released for a while, which was extremely uncomfortable.

When some soldiers riding in the black wind saw Wen Han's painful appearance, they thought that he was seriously injured, and all of them showed a sharp face and rushed to the same horse. Guan Yu waved his hand and said that Wen Han was fine, so that they should not make too much noise and disturb Wen Han's rest.

This non-human pain persisted for half a column of incense. Wen Han sweated several times and finally endured it. Guan Yu took a few wooden tubes with water and added water for Wen Han. After drinking it, he was much better. When someone wanted to give him food, Wen Han shook his head and said with a wry smile that he could not eat anything except water now.

When Wen Han regained some strength and was still able to ride a horse, Guan Yu repeatedly persuaded him, but Wen Han refused to take it off. Later, Guan Yu rectified the soldiers, and Wen Han was arranged in the end.

At this time, the four tribes in the distance were noisy. Some Qianghu men ran out with weapons, but because the horses of the four tribes were exhausted by the 2,000 Qiang Hus just now, they had no choice but to rush. The journey was fast, and it was close to Wen Han, a group of Han troops. When the Qianghu men saw the bodies of Qiang Hu soldiers and horses all over the ground, they were suddenly shocked, and almost half of them were so scared that they were howling in disbelief.

Guan Yu sneered and said that the Qianghu people didn't know what was good or bad, and they dared to come and die. Then he issued a charge order. At this time, 2,8 hundred black wind riders were like wolves on the prairie. They rushed into the sheep and slaughtered those Qianghu men, killing the grassland with blood red. Later, they chased them all the tribe and started to kill them. The Qianghu people of the four tribes either resisted, or fled, or cried.

This is already a slaughter on one side, and the killing is surrounded by blood. Wen Han was weak and protected by four or five black wind riders. He watched the killing scene coldly.

Two thousand eight hundred black wind riders killed until dawn. Several times, the grassland wolves smelled the smell of blood and were also scared away by their sad screams. A ray of sunlight shines on several Qianhu corpses, and you can see the expression on his face, fear, anger and despair. Last night's crazy killing, in these four tribes, all moving objects in Qianghu costumes, except the elderly, women and children, are the targets of the killing.

Guan Yu, Gao Shun, and 8,000 black wind riders can't be counted. How many people have they killed? All I know is that they are numb and heartless.

Wen Han's eyes hurt from the strong sunlight. Overnight, he rarely did it. Several Qianghu men had wanted to attack him, but they were all protected by the black wind around him and stabbed to death with one shot.

Wen Han appeared in the central square of a tribe. Suddenly, he looked at one side and his face changed violently, and his face was ferocious.

See, in the center of the square. There is a huge pot full of wood under it, and there is a wooden platform next to it. Isn't this what Zhang Ping said about the facility for holding the cannibal banquet?

"These four tribes were going to have that cannibal feast last night! If it weren't for our soldiers coming! How many Han people were going to be tortured last night!"

Wen Han was furious, and his hands and fists were tightly grasped.

Sure enough, after a while, Heifeng rode several soldiers in several tents and found two or three hundred bound Han women, most of whom were dull-eyed and dull-looking. Wen Han, Guan Yu, Gao Shun and Hei Fengqi were all furious. They had heard Zhang Ping say that they knew how cruel the cannibal banquet was.

At this time, among the four tribes, there were only old men, women and children, and Han slaves. Wen Han looked at the big pot for a long time, and there was a demon in his heart calling him, with his own way!

He looked at several Qianghu women again. Those Qianghu women seemed to have guessed what Wen Han was going to do, and suddenly screamed with fear, as if they were crazy. Looking at it, it makes people feel unbearable. Several old Qianghu, who should be their father, hurriedly ran over and knelt down, begging Wen Han in unskilled Qiang language.

Han slaves are constantly coming out. Their desperate and dull eyes in the past have been replaced by hatred and murder. If it hadn't been for Wen Han, the leading general, who had not said it, they would not dare to mess around. Otherwise, he would have rushed up and put these Qianghu women on the wooden platform, light the fire, and rape them. Let them try it. What's the taste of this cannibal party!

Wen Han's conscience was fighting with the devil in his heart, and finally his conscience found a reason for his mind. Wen Han closed his eyes for a long time and slowly opened them. The whole Han people in the audience were waiting for his order.

"We attacked last night and escaped a lot of Qianghu people and soldiers. I'm afraid that there will be a large army of Qianghu people coming tonight. All the black wind riders obeyed the order and immediately gathered the Han people to slaughter the cattle and sheep. After they were full, they left immediately!"

After Wen Han finished speaking, he immediately left and walked into a tent. He didn't hear Wen Han do anything to these Qianghu old women and children. Those Han slaves were very disappointed, but they did not dare to disobey Wen Han's orders. It was something they dared not expect that Wenhan led the army to save. Now that they can go back to the big man, they are satisfied. They are already physically and mentally exhausted. They just want to go back quickly and obediently start to gather.

Wen Han closed his eyes and rested in the tent, constantly recalling the cauldron in the square. Although there was no change in expression on his face, the blue veins on his neck kept squirming.

Suddenly, outside the tent, there were screams like several crazy people. Wen Han ran out when he heard the sound. When he saw the scene in front of him, his body suddenly trembled.

It was only to see that the hundreds of Han women who were originally tied up should have been untied by the black wind. After being untied, they suddenly broke out. Many women robbed the weapons of the black wind riding. They actually robbed their hands like the Qianghu old men and children around them, screamed and shed tears at the same time. The roar of the exhaustion was, how sad it was. As a Han Chinese, Heifengqi couldn't bear to stop them at this time, so he had to watch.

Three Han women, holding guns, looked at a Qianghu woman holding a child, constantly pricking, their hairs like evil spirits, and their eyes were staring. There are also some who can't get weapons. Grab them with your hands and bite them with your teeth. Wen Han saw with his own eyes that two Han women bit off the ears of an old Qianghu man. These Han women are shouting, which is no longer Chinese or human. They don't know what the tone is. Maybe they don't know what they are shouting.

It's just constantly screaming at high decibels, screaming and screaming again and again.

"It's me, it's too underestimated. These Han slaves who were abhorted from Qianghu suffered.

Wen Han's heart is bleeding. He doesn't know how a person has to be tortured to become so crazy. These Han women in front of them have lost their hearts, and their souls have become evil spirits at this moment.

"Extraordinary virtuous brother, you'd better let them solve the hatred as you did last time. Otherwise, after they go back to the big man, I'm afraid they will go crazy. This is just karma."

Guan Yu really couldn't see it and proposed to Wen Han. Wen Han understood that it was just that the hearsay was already angry, not to mention the Han slaves who had experienced it. Wen Han nodded and didn't know how to order. Heifeng rode the Qianghu old man, women and children up and rushed out of the prairie.

Countless Han slaves suddenly showed fierce eyes, picked up weapons or hard objects, and just killed and vented their hatred. There is continuous blood on the prairie. This is the karma between Han people and Qianghu, which is the normal state of life. Although Wen Han can't bear it, he can only let it go. The murderer is killed by Ren Heng.

After a few hours, the killing stopped. Crying and shouting are already the habits of Wenhan, Guan Yu, Gao Shun and the black wind riding. After filling his hungry stomach for a long time, the Han slave was arranged by Wen Han to form five or six teams, each with a large number of 1,000 people. During the fight last night, a lot of horses were captured. Some equestrians rode on horseback, and a few people sat behind them, stepping on the road back to the big man.

Before leaving, these Han slaves knelt down in tears and thanked Wen Han for leading the troops to save him. When they learned Wen Han's name, they all remembered them in their hearts as rebirth parents. Wen Han looked at their backs as they gradually left. After the black wind rode replenished the arrows, he rested here for another day. Seeing that Qiang Hu had no large troops coming, he pulled out his horse and left. He also led the troops in the direction of several other tribes on the prairie.