Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 253 Get used to vomiting twice more

Huang Cheng had noticed the person coming from the side long ago, but he just pretended not to know, and waited until his saber was old enough, and then knocked it with the small round steel shield on his left forearm, sparks splashed everywhere and the person's saber was raised high, The empty door that exposed the chest and abdomen...

  Huang Cheng stepped on the ground with his feet, twisted his waist and exerted strength. The ring knife in his right hand had already been drawn between the neck of the man like lightning, and a stream of blood followed the knife like an arrow.

  The knife in the comer's hand fell with a clang, and he covered his neck with his hands, as if trying to seal the wound, but unfortunately it was so futile, his throat gurgled twice, and he collapsed.

Relying on the fact that the armor on his body was made of fine steel, Huang Cheng went on a rampage and beheaded more than ten people in a blink of an eye, killing a group of assailants with terror. Seeing that the leader also died under Huang Cheng's sword, he uttered a cry. , even scattered and fled...

  The archers on the rock shot another four or five people, and then lost their figures in the darkness.

   There are still a few who didn't have time to escape because of leg injuries. At this time, they didn't care about the pain. They limped and tried to escape, but they were also shot down one by one by the archers...

  As the last attacker was shot down and howled before dying, the surroundings quickly returned to calm.

  Huang Cheng and others didn't dare to chase deeply, so they retreated into the car formation and waited for the dawn.

  Although the night is long, there is a moment of light.

  The sky finally turned whiter, the sky changed from black to dark blue, and then gradually became light blue. The Qinling Mountains are far or near in the morning light, just like in a Chinese painting with splashed ink, with appropriate shades, and with the thin mist on the top of the mountain, it is hazy like a fairyland.

   But nearby is a hellish scene.

  The dead body was torn apart like a tattered rag doll, with stumps and arms scattered everywhere. The blood that was originally bright red has dried up and turned black, just like ink splashed by a crazy painter, splashing the ground in front of him all over the place.

Only now did Fei Qian know that there are so many colors hidden in the human body, red and black muscles, pale bones, reddish brown, white and yellow, and some who have been disemboweled, I don't know if their stomachs have ruptured, and they appear A dark green...

  Fei Qian would rather be short-sighted at this moment, so as not to see so clearly.

The mountain haze came, carrying a strong smell of blood. It turned out that there was so much human blood, it was so stench, and it was so thick that the wind could not blow it away, like pieces of invisible glue. It was as if a piece was stuck in the chest alive, it was very uncomfortable...

Fei Qian gritted his teeth, forced himself to stand upright, because he knew that in the next 20 or 30 years or even longer, the scene in front of him would be commonplace, and only a few of them died now. How can I adapt to the death of thousands of people in the future?

   Fei Qian greeted Huang Cheng, just as he opened his mouth, a gust of mountain wind came blowing towards his face with a strong smell of blood...

  Fei Qian couldn't control it any longer. Before he could utter a single word, he vomited out, even vomited out the bitter water in his stomach.

  After resting for a while, Fei Qian got used to it, and said: "...I laughed at you...Shuye, let...someone look it up, the...identities of these people..."

  Huang Cheng didn't mean to make fun of Fei Qian at all, he agreed seriously, went to give orders, took another gourd of water, and handed it to Fei Qian.

   Feiqian took a few sips of water, and the nausea in his chest and abdomen dissipated slightly.

   "...Shuye, when was the first time you killed someone?"

   "The first year of Zhongping." Huang Cheng remembered it clearly, and replied directly, "At that time, the Yellow Turbans were in chaos, and some of the Chen Kingdom and Runan Yellow Turbans went south to Jingxiang..."

   Troubled times!

  Huang Cheng looks younger than himself, but he has already killed people in four or five years. If it is calculated, he went into battle when he was fourteen or five years old.

Fei Qian couldn't help but smiled wryly. Last night, he didn't do anything himself. He just watched the post-war scene. He couldn't get used to it anymore. If the day came when he had to do it, would he really be able to do it? ?

"Mr. Fei Lang... You are already very good..." Huang Cheng saw Fei Qian's thoughts and comforted him, "When the Yellow Turbans attacked the county, after the war, I heard that some scholars went crazy when they saw the dead. It took a few days to recover…”

   Fei Qian really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he nodded in the end, accepting Huang Cheng's comfort.

   At this time Huang Xu ran over, and said with some regret that he didn't find anything special on the body.

  This is also what it should be. Normally speaking, if you want to do this kind of thing, you will definitely not leave any mistakes, but there is also a saying that "corpses don't lie."

  Fei Qian forcibly suppressed his churning stomach, and walked to the place where the corpses were placed. It turned out that according to Huang Cheng's intention, it was thrown directly into the Yellow River to save trouble.

  But Feiqian asked to dig a deep pit at least twenty steps away from the river.

  People in the Han Dynasty didn’t know what bacteria were, but Feiqian did. As long as it is the corpse of a large animal, it is almost like a biochemical weapon. The flowing river water is better. As long as the corpse in the water is taken out, the water quality can be restored after a period of time.

  If it is a water pool that does not flow very much, as long as there is an animal or human corpse in it, it will immediately become highly poisonous water. If it is drunk without treatment, vomiting and diarrhea will be mild...

"This is not the yellow scarf, at least not the yellow scarf of the past two years..." Fei Qian endured the discomfort, poked a disembowelled body with a knife, observed it, and said, "Cough...Look at this layer of fat...um, It's human ointment, even if there is a yellow scarf, it won't be so obvious..."

People can only accumulate some fat when they are relatively stable and have a relatively secure meal, and the Yellow Turbans are basically poor farmers, and now most of them are forced to hide in the mountains, where they eat their meals and are hungry. , It's not bad if you don't have skinny skin. Where will there be any formed fat layer on the belly.

Although Huang Cheng doesn't know how human fat accumulates, he has killed yellow scarves before. Ordinary yellow scarves are indeed thin, and only those leaders are stronger, so Huang Cheng directly gave a few corpses They were all opened, and after carefully looking at them one by one, he said to Fei Qian, who was already a little overwhelmed, "It's really the case."

  You Huang Cheng must have done it on purpose!

  Fei Qian looked at those black and red, colorful, white, yellow and yellow corpses whose stomachs had been cut open, and felt that his stomach was tossed, and couldn't help it, so he vomited it out again...

   "Mr. Fei Lang! Are you okay, Mr. Fei Lang..."

   "...cough cough, no...it's okay, throw up a lot...you get used to it twice..."

   Zhou Yu vomited blood and said, "Brother Kong Ming, thank you for saving me. I won't survive. Seeing you save me, I will be happy even if I die."

   Zhuge suddenly felt guilty, and said, "You don't have to thank me. This is a trick I laid out, do you know?"

   Zhou Yu whispered: "Don't be so loud, if Zhongmou heard it, he would let you go. I knew it a long time ago, and I don't complain at all if I died at your hands."

   Keke...

  (end of this chapter)