Da Qin: Confucianism, Dharma and Taoism

"Boom boom————"

The sound of the river surged at the uppermost part.

Under the gaze of many peasant disciples, a wave suddenly hit, just like a flood pouring down on the earth.

The terrifying wave swept everything, rolling up the trees on both sides of the river, washing away the stones, and the entire river seemed to be trapped in the waves of the flood.

"Help!"

"Run, everyone run!"

"..."

The peasant disciples shouted in panic.

The terrifying wave quickly swept the peasant disciples in the front into it.

Under the power of the flood, these peasant disciples were not martial arts masters. After being swept into the waves, they were soon submerged and died.

The peasant disciples in front wanted to run back, and the peasant disciples in the back didn't know what happened in front and wanted to move forward again.

The two parties crowded together, and soon a stampede occurred on the dry river.

The heads of the Nong family had already known what happened in front, and they also made a prompt decision and shouted loudly: "Everyone turn around and run back."

With the command of the heads of the hall, the Nong family disciples finally did not look like headless flies. Everyone turned around and ran back in one go.

As if they were afraid that if they ran too slowly, they would become underwater ghosts.

For a while, the sound of crying for parents and the sound of mountain torrents echoed in the mountain stream.

Fortunately, this river is not very long. Even if the water source upstream is cut off, it will gradually stop after rushing hundreds of meters.

When the Nong family disciples saw that the water behind them became calm, they also stopped panting.

Corpses floated across the river, each with a pale face, as if they were dragged into the water by a water monkey and drowned.

Looking at the corpses with their eyes wide open, the peasant disciples were terrified and their legs trembled.

"Count the number of people!"

Tian Hu looked at this scene, his eyes were bloodshot, and he glanced at his elder brother beside him.

Tian Meng nodded to him.

"Bone demon, go ahead and see what happened."

Beside Tian Hu, a man with a face like a demon and a strange body nodded.

His body was weak and boneless, and he quickly left here and explored the front with light skills.

Not long after, the bone demon returned to Tian Hu: "Master, a few hundred meters upstream, someone cut off the river there. There are so many of them that I dare not go over, but from a distance, those people should be the Qin army."

Tian Hu's expression changed when he heard this: "Qin army? How did the Qin army come to Daze Mountain, and why are they so familiar with the terrain here."

No one could answer his question.

Just when Tian Hu and Tian Meng looked unhappy, a farmer's disciple came forward to report: "Master, more than 3,000 of our brothers died here."

"Some of them were drowned, and some died in the stampede."

The Tian brothers knew very well that the drowned were a minority, and the majority died in the stampede.

At this time, Tian Meng suddenly asked: "Second brother, where is the man named Han Xin beside you?"

"Hmm?"

Tian Hu looked around in surprise, and indeed did not find Han Xin.

He looked around again, and except for the farmer's disciple who was celebrating his escape, he still did not see Han Xin.

Tian Hu asked curiously: "What happened? Did Han Xin get swept into the river?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his face changed: "No, Han Xin and I were walking together, how could he get swept into the river?"

"And it was he who decided to let my farmer disciples take this road."

Tian Meng also noticed the problem. He looked up at the mountain streams on both sides that were a hundred meters high. A hundred meters was not very high, but at this moment, they were like an invitation from the god of death.

"Not good, everyone get out of here!"

Although the Tian brothers noticed the danger and wanted the farmer disciples to evacuate quickly, they were still a step slower.

The tops of both ends of the mountain stream suddenly lit up with patches of fire.

Thousands of Qin soldiers raised torches and lit up the entire night sky.

The farmer disciples below the mountain stream panicked all of a sudden. They quickly gathered together, like a mob, looking up with panicked expressions.

And in the middle of this group of Qin soldiers, there was a beautiful woman with a cold and beautiful look and a cloak walking slowly.

Beside the woman, Han Xin, whom Tian Hu had been looking for, followed closely.

Seeing Han Xin, Tian Hu was furious and shouted: "Han Xin, you son of a bitch, how dare you betray the farmers."

Han Xin on the mountain stream no longer looked like he had not woken up before. He was in high spirits and shouted to Tian Hu below: "Master, Han Xin has never betrayed the farmers."

"Because Han Xin has been a lieutenant of Qin from the beginning!"

Han Xin raised the badge on his waist, which represented his identity.

Although the lieutenant was not as good as a general, in the laws of Qin, there was actually no restriction on the lieutenant's command of troops.

As a lieutenant, Han Xin was only different from a real general in terms of title.

Tian Hu gnashed his teeth. He looked at the panicked Nong family disciples around him with shame on his face. He felt that it was because he trusted Han Xin that the Nong family fell into such a state.

Tian Hu, who was loyal to the Nong family, was ashamed and angry at this time.

He looked at Han Xin and swore: "Han Xin, I will kill you!"

Tian Meng was still calm at this time. He said to his brother: "Hu Zi, now we have to think about how to keep more of the Nong family's manpower."

"Don't let your emotions cause the Nong family to suffer greater losses."

Tian Hu almost bit his teeth to pieces. He said fiercely: "I understand, big brother, I won't act on impulse."

"All the disciples of the Farmer Family, evacuate here quickly!"

At this time, the Tian brothers did not know how many Qin troops there were, but now the Qin troops had occupied the high ground and were in a commanding position. (To read the violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Even if the Qin troops only had a thousand people now, they would cause great losses to the disciples of the Farmer Family.

On the mountain stream, Han Xin asked Ying Yan: "Princess, should we launch an attack now? If we attack now, the farmers will suffer great losses."

"If we let them escape from here, we will have to spend some time to get rid of them."

Ying Yan said lightly: "The army is under your command, and we will obey your orders. You don't have to ask me for everything."

After a pause, Ying Yan continued: "I only have one request, kill all these farmers."

For some reason, Ying Yan felt disgusted when she looked at the farmers.

She was not a bloodthirsty person, especially at this time there were more than 10,000 disciples of the farmers. Killing them all without leaving the river mouth was already a very ruthless and cruel order.

But Han Xin didn't care about that. War meant death. There was no difference between killing 10,000 and killing 100 million.

He was just excited now, and excited that he could finally lead an army completely.

Han Xin did not dare to neglect it and seized the opportunity to say: "Bowmen, prepare, shoot!"

Thousands of arrows fell from the sky, and in an instant, the peasant disciples in the mountain stream cried miserably.

The arrows rained down like rain, and in the blink of an eye, there were corpses all over the mountain stream. .