After experiencing the harassment of those Tatars, everyone finally arrived at Fengsui, trembling with fear and fear.

When everyone saw the beacon, their hearts calmed down a little.

Zhao Wen looked at the extremely dilapidated house in front of him and felt a little depressed.

Is this a beacon? Are you lying to me? The thing in front of you is not as good as the old houses in the urban-rural fringe in future generations.

The entire beacon is made of blue bricks. From a distance, it looks very square, like a square box. The entire beacon is about three feet high, and there is a platform at the top of the beacon.

There is still unburnt smoke, and a faint green smoke is blowing out at this time.

The entire beacon is divided into two floors. The bottom floor is where people live, and there is a quite spacious house inside.

The top one is the platform with crenels.

Zhao Wenwen was in a good mood, after all, he could have a good rest.

But when he walked in and took a look, Zhao Wen's heart instantly dropped.

Almost half of the entire beacon has collapsed, and one of the walls has completely collapsed. If the beam inside was not intact, the current beacon would probably be a pile of ruins.

Zhao Wen followed Song Hu somewhat dejectedly and walked into the beacon.

"ah!"

As soon as he walked into Fengsui, Zhao Wen was startled by the scene in front of him.

I saw two corpses wearing mandarin duck war jackets lying in the middle of the beacon hall. The corpses were covered with knife marks and marks eaten by wild dogs. The blood flowing on the ground had long solidified and formed dark black scabs.

The two corpses had been eaten by wild dogs and were completely unrecognizable. The abdominal cavity of one of the corpses had been eaten clean by wild dogs, and the stomach was hollow, with only a layer of skin.

There was a faint rancid smell wafting in the air, and it smelled disgusting.

Zhao Wen looked at the corpse on the ground, and suddenly a feeling of extreme nausea came to his heart.

"Wow!"

Zhao Wen hurriedly held on to the wall and vomited loudly.

Song Hu looked at the corpse on the ground, frowned slightly, then sighed and whispered: "Oh, these sons of bitches, the Tartars."

After all, Zhao Wen was from a later generation and had never seen such a tragic scene.

Although there are similar scenes in horror movies of later generations, compared with what we see before us, they pale into insignificance.

Zhao Wen vomited for a long time, took off the water bag from his waist, and took a big mouthful of cold water.

Zhao Wen hung the water bag back on his waist, covered his nose with both hands, and said angrily: "These two people are so pitiful, let's bury them."

"That's all it can do!"

Song Hu looked at Zhao Wen who looked uncomfortable and asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling better?"

"After I vomited it out, I felt much better."

Zhao Daniu put down the weapon in his hand and walked to the two corpses with Wang Qi.

"Zhao Daniu, what are you doing?" Zhao Wen watched with shock as Zhao Daniu leaned down and groped around the two corpses.

Song Hu and others looked at Zhao Daniu calmly, as if they were not surprised.

Zhao Wen looked at Song Hu's calm look, pointed at Zhao Daniu and yelled: "How could you do such a thing? They are all dead, and you still want to steal other people's things. Are you still human?"

When Zhao Daniu heard Zhao Wen's scolding, he stopped in embarrassment.

"Brother Zhao, don't you understand this? I help these two brothers on the ground to be buried, so I have to get some hard-earned money."

"Hard-earned money? You have the nerve to ask the corpse for hard-earned money?" Zhao Wen still couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

Song Hu saw Zhao Wen making a fuss, and immediately said: "Brother Zhao, you don't understand the border army at all. The border army is hard, the frontier army is really hard. In the past, when the temple master was still there, we still

We can eat some dry food. But after the death of the temple master, our frontier army’s life is getting worse day by day. We don’t have a few taels of silver at all throughout the year, and even if we barely have a full stomach, it’s already a waste.”

Li Xiaosan next to him answered: "Yes, my two brothers both died in Saarhu. The pension given to my family at that time was quite large. But it couldn't withstand the exploitation of those officers. According to the laws of the imperial court,

Each family of soldiers who died in battle could receive a pension of fifty taels of silver. However, they received less than ten taels of silver. These were the officers with good hearts. Some of the evil-hearted ones directly gave two or three taels of silver to the families of the fallen soldiers.

Moldy millet.”

"But, what does this have to do with stealing the belongings of soldiers who died in battle?" Zhao Wen pointed at Zhao Daniu and asked sternly.

In Zhao Wen's view, when soldiers die on the battlefield, they are loyal to the country, are great, selfless, and worthy of respect from the world. Even if the world does not understand them, they cannot insult them like this.

Obviously, Zhao Wen still looks at the behavior of today's people with the eyes of future generations.

In Zhao Wen's view, Zhao Daniu's current behavior is the greatest insult to the soldiers who died in battle.

"Why? Why? I will tell you why today." Song Hu suddenly widened his eyes and glared at Zhao Wen.

"Our border troops are so poor, so poor. If we didn't still have a little way to survive, I would have gone to the mountains to be a gangster. All year round, I have worked hard to guard the border for the imperial court. What's the result? I don't have enough to eat every day.

, and have to work for the officers. Before each expedition, we have to think about what will happen to our mothers at home if we die outside. We are poor and we have no choice. Do you think we don’t know that we are sorry for our dead brothers by doing this? We also

We don’t want to do this, but we can’t help it. We have nothing to do. Since these brothers are dead, it’s better to leave their belongings to us than to put them in the grave.”

"At least we can use these things to fill our bellies and kill a few more Tatars to avenge our dead brothers. From now on, even if I die on the battlefield, if any brothers touch my money, I will not blame them. Since people

If they are already dead, then leave your money to them, at least they can still have a full meal."

Song Hu's voice became louder and louder, until he roared in the end.

Zhao Wen sat on the ground blankly, looking at the wall in front of him blankly.

After more than ten years of education and peaceful days in later generations, Zhao Wen has never experienced such a cruel reality.

"Since Brother Zhao said so, I don't want it anymore." Zhao Daniu stuffed the few silver beans covered with blood scabs into the corpse's arms again.

Zhao Wen turned his head, looked at Zhao Daniu, and said: "I took it for granted, I thought about things too simply. Just take it, I won't say another word about this kind of thing in the future."

When Zhao Daniu heard what Zhao Wen said, he waved his hands hurriedly and said: "Brother Zhao is right, these brothers died for the country, we can't do this."

Song Hu glared at Zhao Daniu and scolded: "Just take it if I tell you to. Where did you get all this nonsense?"

Zhao Daniu didn't know who to listen to for a moment, and his hands were stunned.

Zhao Wen was quite amused when he saw Zhao Daniu like this, so he said, "You can take it if I tell you to. Where does all this nonsense come from? If you don't want it, I will take it."

"Hehe, that's right." Zhao Daniu laughed loudly, and then happily put the silver beans into his arms.

After everyone had cleaned up the lobby, Song Hu said to Zhao Daniu: "Come on, follow me to clean up the beacon tower. Otherwise, if there is any alarm and we fail to light the beacon in time, we will be beheaded."

Zhao Wen sat on the ground and finally regained his composure, so he followed Zhao Daniu toward the beacon tower at the top of the beacon.

When he climbed to the beacon tower, Zhao Wen was shocked again by the scene in front of him.

I saw a burnt corpse lying in the middle of the beacon tower where the smoke was lit.

The back of this corpse could no longer see its original appearance. The entire back was spread out like meat paste, covered with blowflies.

The corpse was hunched over, firmly protecting the beacon beneath it.
Chapter completed!