Mu Qingyuan asked in his heart. When the green-faced man waved his hand, his heart twitched violently. Human nature made him feel fear when facing death, even though he had read the books of sages for so many years.

Unfortunately, the person Qingming Man refers not to Mu Qingyuan, but Yan Yuxin, who is unknown to life and death.

"No matter what, he is a soldier, and I admire him." The green-faced man stepped forward and stroked Yan Yuxin's already stiff face. His fingers touched no warmth of a living person, but only with a tingling coldness.

"What do you want to do to the commander!" Mu Qingyuan shouted angrily.

The green-faced man turned his face and said seriously: "Come on, let Lord Mu out!"

Two Tang soldiers came forward and opened the iron cage. Mu Qingyuan immediately crawled out of the cage. When his feet landed on the ground, he felt an unreality. He had no chance to stretch his body these days. Even if he stood up straight, he could bring pain.

"Mr. Mu, come and see your commander, as a farewell to him."

Mu Qingyuan's steps at the beginning were a little stumbled, and immediately got up after falling and arrived at the wooden rack as fast as possible. Mu Qingyuan trembled and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Yan Yuxin but afraid of touching him. He was a dignified soldier, even if he wanted to die, he should die on the battlefield, sacrifice his life for the country, and leave his reputation in history. He should never be frozen to death on the wooden rack like this!

"Commander..."

Mu Qingyuan touched the cold and hard body with his hands. The facts were clear. His eyes were full of bitterness. They had known each other for more than a year. Mu Qingyuan always admired Yan Yuxin's character, but he never thought he would have fallen to this point.

Mu Qingyuan began to sweep away the snow covering Yan Yuxin's body with his hands, "Commander, you will not sacrifice in vain. Your deeds will definitely be known to the Chinese people. You are conscientious and you have no regrets."

The green-faced man listened to Mu Qingyuan talking to himself and couldn't help but smile: "Mr. Mu, clean it slowly. After you clear the snow, I will start to attack the common people."

Mu Qingyuan's hand paused in mid-air. He turned around in surprise and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I want to do what I want to do, just look at it, Lord Mu." The green-faced man waved his hand, and immediately several Tang soldiers stepped into the circle of people and began to select the people at will and drag them to the green-faced man alive.

The first batch of selected people were seven, including strong men, elderly people, women and children. They were frightened and began to cry.

The green face man was impatient with these sobs. He turned around and the blade flashed by, and the heads of an old man and a woman and a child flew into the air, and blood splattered all over the ground. Seeing this scene, the rest of the people were so scared that they hurriedly covered their mouths and looked at the green face man in horror.

"Why did you kill the people? They didn't stop you!" Mu Qingyuan roared, trying to go forward to stop him, but was held down by two Tang soldiers.

"Mr. Mu, you didn't listen carefully to what I said! That's really inappropriate!" The green-faced man moved, and immediately the other five people were cut off by Tang Bing.

"What did you say, stop!"

"Mr. Mu, I said before that the Liang Dynasty army was defeated and they were all huddled in Anzhou City at this time. And we have full confidence in taking Anzhou City. These people will only drag us down. Do we still have to keep it?"

"No, no, no, they are still valuable. They can be used as bargaining chips for you to negotiate with me, Liang Dynasty!" Mu Qingyuan was determined to save the lives of the people, but at this time he no longer cared about the national system.

"Negotiation? Hahaha!" The green-faced man laughed at the sky for a while, "Oh, you guys, it's so sad. Liang Chao had abandoned you long ago, but you still foolishly thought the court would come to save you!"

The green-faced man moved again, and a wave of Tang soldiers pulled out their weapons and stepped into the circle of people. When they saw the people tied up, they used their swords. For a moment, the people shouted in fear, and the roars of Tang soldiers from the lower Tang soldiers filled the world.

Not to mention being tied up, even if it is a fair one-on-one showdown, the people are the opponents of well-trained soldiers, flying flesh and blood and wailing everywhere. The person who was originally alive at the moment turned into a broken corpse at the next moment. The Tang soldiers had no choice. They killed all men, old men, weak women and children. In addition to Mu Qingyuan, the remaining soldiers were the soldiers.

The soldiers of the palace were forced to watch their families being massacred, but they were powerless. They were shaking the iron cage frantically, but no matter how they cursed and shook, they could not change the fate of their relatives being massacred.

Xiang Kejian shouted with tears in his eyes, "Mom, mom, run away quickly! You beasts, you have the kindness to come to me, you are all cowards!"

Aunt Gu had nowhere to escape in the crowd. A woman tied to her, a Tang Bing, cut off the woman's arm with a knife, and also cut off the rope on Aunt Gu's body. She immediately stood up and rushed up to hug the Tang Bing, who blocked him and then chopped the woman who almost fainted.

Tang Bing did not expect that such an old woman would have the courage. She didn't react for a while. Aunt Gu bit Tang Bing's hand and took the opportunity to grab the machete. However, Tang Bing hesitated for a while, and he immediately kicked Aunt Gu's abdomen, and Aunt Gu flew out of the circle of people.

"Mom! Mom!" Xiang Kejian blushed his eyes, pressed his face against the iron cage, and shouted: "Mom, run quickly!"

Aunt Gu knew that she must be unlucky, but she became more calm at this moment. She raised her head and looked at her son in the cage with tears in her eyes and shouted: "Kejian, your father was not sick and dead. He is a soldier. He went deep into the hinterland of Tang as a scout to investigate the enemy's situation but failed to come back. In my mother's heart, my mother took it as if he had died in battle. He was not a qualified husband and father, but he was worthy of the country! Son, don't insult our family, even if you die, you must be a personal one!"

The blade flashed by, Aunt Gu, with her last trace of nostalgia and teachings for her son, was in a different place.

Xiang Kejian didn't yell anymore. He became a sculpture with a expressionless face and his whole body remained motionless. The Tang Bing, who killed Aunt Gu, had no good ending. As soon as he took Aunt Gu's life, his throat was penetrated by a feather arrow. He fell to the ground with the wound flowing out of blood.

The green-faced man put down the bow in his hand and said to all the Tang soldiers: "If you can't even deal with the people, then there is no need to stay in the world!"

Next, an accident like Aunt Gu never happened again. The killing lasted from afternoon to evening. Tens of thousands of Hanzhou people were all corpses, leaving no living. The scene was bloody, even Tang Bing could not stand it. The blood and limbs on the ground were all standing in a mudflat, with mud under their feet, and they stepped on the wet pool of blood without taking a step.

The green-faced man swung his neck tiredly, turned around to see Mu Qingyuan's reaction, but he was still very satisfied. Mu Qingyuan had completely collapsed. He buried his head in his arms, lying on the ground, shaking.

The green-faced man walked around Mu Qingyuan with satisfaction and said disdainfully: "Why are you talking about being dedicated to the people, being loyal and brave, and treating death as if you are home! You are still like a dog? Let me see what you have become, Lord Mu!"

The green-faced man squatted down and reached out to raise Mu Qingyuan's face. What he saw was a pair of scattered eyes and a pale face. But before he could continue to mock him, the scattered and unconscious eyes suddenly flashed with a murderous intention. The green-faced man wanted to retreat, but Mu Qingyuan was faster. He hit the green-faced man with his head, and at the same time snatched the machete from the green-faced man's hand and put it on the green-faced man's neck.

"Don't move! Otherwise I will break his neck immediately!" Mu Qingyuan shouted to Tang Bing, who was pulling swords and unsheathed, shouting.

"I really underestimate you, Lord Mu!"

"You underestimate it more than me, but also the people of the Liang Dynasty. I want to avenge them!"

"Mr. Mu, you are indeed fast enough, but unfortunately you still look down on yourself too highly."

"It doesn't matter whether I look up to you or not. As long as I kill you, I'm worth it even if I die!"

"Do it!"

Mu Qingyuan made up his mind, just like moving the blade to take the life of the person in front of him, but his hands kept calling him, and he wanted to move but couldn't move at all. What's going on? Mu Qingyuan looked at his hands, and there was nothing unusual. At this moment, the green-faced man punched Mu Qingyuan hard in the face.

When Mu Qingyuan fell to the ground, he found that there was a wound on his abdomen at some point, and the wound was slightly blue. At this time, not only his hands, but also his whole body began to become numb.

The green-faced man stood up, patted the dust on his body, picked up the machete from the ground, and said to Mu Qingyuan: "Mr. Mu, this wound was caused by me." As he said that, he showed the iron gloves on his hands, "Don't worry, you still have any use, you can't die yet."
Chapter completed!