Chastity Layman

"I will make an agreement with you for three chapters today!"

"The murderer pays with his life, the wounder pays with money, and the one who insults his wife and daughter pays with his wife and daughter."

The sky was drizzling, and the smell of blood was washed away.

All the 20,000 mountain barbarians knelt down and listened to Qin Lang's decision.

The big black cow took the lead and stepped forward. He pulled out his knife in public, cut three cuts on his face, and let the blood flow down.

Qin Lang only demanded to kill people to pay for their lives, and how many people died in the wild chaos, how many people were required to be handed over by the barbarians to pay for their lives. The barbarians who died in battle are not counted. According to statistics, the barbarians need to hand over 377 people to resist their lives.

It's brutal, and there's no room for bargaining.

Three hundred and seventy-seven people from Hunan and Guangxi died tragically under the swords and axes of the barbarians in just a few days. Now Qin Lang must uphold justice for them.

Wars are always cruel, and even a rebellion that lasted only a few days still caused many civilians to die.

In addition to the more than 2,000 barbarians who have died, in fact, the barbarians also suffered heavy losses this time.

But now no one cares how many Manzi died at the hands of Qin Lang's subordinates, Qin Lang only asked for a life for a life.

He asked Hei Niu and others to hand over so many people, but he didn't force them to find out those who killed in the rebellion. He only asked them to hand over a corresponding number of people to take their lives. As for who should be chosen to take their lives, that's left It was given to the black cows to decide for themselves.

Although Ah Huang said that these people would definitely hand over some old, weak, sick and disabled to make up for it, and the real murderer would not be handed over, Qin Lang didn't care.

Every barbarian is a human life, and those who are selected will be executed. This is a difficult decision, and the black cow and others are very painful.

But they had to agree to Qin Lang's conditions and hand over those people, otherwise the matter this time would be difficult to calm down. Qin Lang's other conditions were already very good. Not only did he promise not to register as a registered permanent residence, not to relocate people down the mountain, not to collect taxes and pay taxes, but also to set up a separate county government for them, with them themselves serving as county magistrates.

Hei Niu cut his own face as self-punishment for his poor leadership.

Many village owners danced and sang while dancing, and finally took out a knife and cut their faces, letting the blood flow.

The wizards of the stockade chanted ancient prayers there.

In the end, as Ah Huang expected, Hei Niu and other village master wizards held a tribal meeting on the spot after jumping the big rope there.

In the end they decided that the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled should take on this mortal task.

But to Qin Lang's surprise, none of the village owners forcibly selected someone out.

Those old men, those sick and weak, and even those who were injured and disabled in the war in each village, wept and shed tears, but they stood up on their own initiative.

At this time, Feng Shan told Qin Lang a custom of the barbarians.

"It is said that there is a custom among the Wuling barbarians. When encountering famine and hunger, some old people among the mountain barbarians will voluntarily leave their homes and go to the deep mountains."

"Suicide?"

"Go and feed the beast."

There are even some elderly people who can't move, and let their sons carry them into the mountains.

"Near every tribal village, there will be such a valley and such a cave, known as the Holy Land."

The cruel traditional customs also reveal the hardships of these barbarians after they retreated to the mountains. When the family was unsustainable, the old people took the initiative to sacrifice and save rations for the young and children.

Just like now, when three hundred and seventy-seven people need to be sacrificed to complete the rest, these old, weak, sick and disabled people took the initiative to stand up again.

The young men of the tribe stood there watching, sad.

Qin Yong said angrily, "Those young barbarians are not filial."

But Feng Shan told him, "These young barbarians will also grow old, and when the day comes when they need to sacrifice, they will not hesitate. Generations of barbarians have come here like this, so there is no question of filial piety. , to them."

Dugu Yanyun couldn't bear to look at the hundreds of old, weak, sick and disabled people who came out, "Master Xuan, do you want to forgive them?"

Qin Lang couldn't bear it in his heart, but his face remained expressionless.

In the end, he said slowly, "Their spirit of sacrifice is very precious, but if I just forgive it, it would be too cheap, and it would also disrespect other people who died. After these people die, we can pay homage to them."

He did not pardon them.

Because Qin Lang did not choose them to come out to be tortured, they voluntarily stood up to replace the young people in the tribe, and sacrificed for their own tribe and their children and grandchildren.

Qin Lang recruited Hei Niu.

"I have heard about the traditions of your tribe, and I admire your spirit of sacrifice, but blood debts need to be paid in blood, do you understand?"

The big black cow nodded helplessly, with a silent expression on his face.

"Look up and take a good look at this scene. They were not sacrificed because of natural disasters or hunger. They were just because of the stupidity and impulsiveness of you people. They sacrificed their lives for you. Remember this scene and think twice before doing things in the future. Then go."

"In order for you to better understand their sacrifice and contribution, I request that you village owners and elders personally execute the execution, send them on their way, and then all the mountain people will bury them together!"

Hei Niu had a painful expression on his face, the most valiant warrior in the mountain, blushed with embarrassment, full of self-blame.

But Qin Lang ignored him and insisted on letting them carry out the execution in person.

"They died because of you, so you must personally carry out the execution!"

A white-haired mountain man sang an ancient song and came to Hei Niu.

He smiled at him, "Son, Abba is going to go ahead and reunite with your mother. Lead the people well. Although that Qin Xuanxiang is ruthless, he has benevolence in his heart, remember."

After speaking, he knelt down on the ground, put his gray head on a thick pine log, and closed his eyes.

Hei Niu, a strong man, couldn't help but shed tears from his eyes.

But countless people are watching him.

He can't be selfish, and his father took the initiative to stand up to maintain his prestige and save his prestige that collapsed due to the defeat.

Hei Niu knelt down and kowtowed three times to his father.

The brother buffalo came forward and kowtowed three times to his father, and then he handed him the black bull's iron axe.

Holding this weapon that was like his life, for the first time, Hei Niu's hand trembled, feeling the weight of the ax that he normally wields like his arm.

Qin Lang stood there, looking at the barbarians who were watching the execution with solemn expressions.

He found that these barbarians were very holy, as if they were performing a sacred ceremony. At this moment, they had no fear, no panic on their faces, and they were not even so ignorant and backward.

Qin Lang felt that he had done nothing wrong, and it was right to recruit An Shanman, otherwise, if these barbarians were really forced to have no way out, the court might pay a huge price for it.

Hei Niu silently raised the ax and swung it down with his eyes closed.

The gray head was beheaded and the corpses were separated.

It seemed that all the strength in Hei Shi's body had been sucked away, and he sat down on the ground all of a sudden. Brother Buffalo helped him up, but Hei Niu just choked up and said, "Help me get Abba's body back!"

The barbarian village masters and elders took turns to fight, and they executed their relatives with their own hands.

Three hundred and seventy-seven mountain barbarian old men, both men and women, were basically gray-haired old men. They followed them down the mountain. Their hands had never been stained with blood, but now they went to the execution ground for their children and grandchildren.

"One life, one payment, is the debt cleared?"

With red eyes, Hei Niu walked up to Qin Lang and said.

Qin Lang nodded, "The life debt is settled, and I don't want the interest. Remember this lesson, because your stupidity and impulsiveness caused thousands of lives to die in vain at the foot of the city."

Hei Niu scratched the frozen wound on his face with his fingers, and the blood flowed out again.

"I will never forget it, I will never forget it for the rest of my life. This is a lesson learned in blood. I, Aba, have been hacked by myself."

Those who hurt people lose money, those who insult their wives and daughters want to accompany their wives and daughters to others as slaves, and these barbarians also recognize them.

The big black bull was depressed.

"Cao Wuzheng did all of this. It was him, Guizhou Sima. He was originally the younger brother of Cao Wuche, who was known as the Holy Lord in Chenzhou at the end of the Sui Dynasty. At the beginning, he led the Cao family's army to attack Guizhou several times, but led to Chenzhou. Cao Wuche was defeated and killed by Xiao Xian's army in Yueyang, and Cao Wuzheng was defeated by Li Xizhi later, so he simply led his troops to surrender. These years, he has been in command of Guizhou's soldiers and horses, sharing civil and military affairs with Li Xizhi."

He told Qin Lang that it was Cao Wuzheng who sent people to preach that the imperial court would force the mountain people to naturalize and immigrate down the mountain. Cao Wuzheng was very dissatisfied with this, saying that he supported them to rise up and resisted, and that he was also willing to contribute.

If the imperial court insists on going against the grain, he will also contact Tan Dian, Ning Ju, etc. to raise the flag to revolt, and block Wuling at that time, so that they will no longer be oppressed by the Central Plains.

"I fell for someone surnamed Cao and hurt everyone."

"If Xuan Shuai wants to attack Cao Wuzheng, I will do my best!"

Qin Lang was not very surprised when he heard this. He had long suspected that the Shanman's chaos this time was not simple, and even guessed that it had a lot to do with Guizhou.

Unexpectedly, it was Cao Wuzheng, the Sima of Guizhou, who was so bold.

Back then, his brother dared to call himself the master of Tongtian, did he think he could be the master of Tongtian? Then this Cao Wuzheng thought he was the Monkey King?

court death!

Qin Lang is still willing to leave a leeway for a mountain barbarian like Da Hei Niu. But for Guizhou Sima like Cao Wuzheng, who wants to split the regime, he will never tolerate it.

Eating the food of the imperial court, but still doing the opposite, eating the guy who crawls inside and outside.

"Your matter has come to a conclusion. This matter is over. You can go back to the mountains. The outside matter has nothing to do with you." Qin Lang said.

"More than 2,000 lives have been lost. I want to ask someone surnamed Cao to recover this blood debt. Please allow me, Minister Xuan."

Seeing the gnashing of teeth of the big black cow, this guy dare not put the blood debt on Qin Lang and the court, and now it can only be blamed on the person surnamed Cao.

"Since this is the case, then I have a plan to kill Cao Wuzheng. You just need to follow my plan."

"I listened to Minister Xuan."