I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 15 Game Rules
One question, one answer.

It is a life.

Looking at the corpse on the ground that twitched from time to time, even the horse bandit, who had always ignored life and death, couldn't help but be frightened.

Only at this moment did they realize that they were not afraid of death.

But not afraid of others dying.

When death is about to fall on your head.

They are still afraid.

Scared to death!

Seeing that no one responded, Han Shao said impatiently.

"Since there is no reply, I will treat you all as if you all chose to die..."

After saying that, he raised his arm slightly, as if he was about to order everyone to be killed.

When the horse bandits saw this, they immediately panicked.

The armed bandit summoned up the courage to stand up and asked in a shaky voice.

"General Yongren, are you sure we have answered your question and you won't kill us?"

He couldn't help but ask.

Because of the only two answers, after removing one wrong answer, it seems that there is only one correct answer left.

Does this mean that everyone else who answers that answer can live?

is it possible?

When Han Shao heard this, he corrected him.

"You can't live just by answering questions."

"It's about answering the correct answer that will make you alive."

Hearing Han Shao's words, the horse bandit who had just asked the question instinctively felt that something was wrong.

But at this time, Han Shao did not give him a chance to think deeply.

"Have you finished asking?"

The horse bandit nodded subconsciously.

"Ask...finished asking."

When Han Shao heard this, a chuckle came from under his black visor.

"Then go to die."

As he spoke, a bright sword light lit up.

As blood spurted out, Han Shao sheathed his sword and shook his head.

"I hate people who don't believe in me."

The horse bandits, whose heads were once again poured with blood, finally couldn't bear the huge psychological pressure at this time.

While kneeling and kowtow, he kept saying, "It's us! It's us who are important!"

Looking at the group of horse bandits scrambling to give answers, Han Shao, who was sitting high on the horse, quietly raised the corners of his mouth under his visor.

And just when he was about to make a verdict, he suddenly saw a figure among the horse bandits, still kneeling on the ground and trembling.

Han Shao asked with interest.

"They gave me the answer, why didn't you say anything?"

"You don't want to live?"

The figure who was still kneeling on the ground raised his head to reveal his pale face and said in a harsh voice.

"General Huiyong...I...I want to live."

"But I dare not say it. If I say it, I will die. It's better not to say it."

This was a bit convoluted, and none of the horse bandits around him understood it.

In their hearts, these Yong people in front of them were still reluctant to kill them.

I want to keep their lives and work hard for them.

look!How was this question asked?

'Are we more important, or are our possessions more important? '

Two answers, remove the possessions, and only they are left!
It shows that these Yong people are telling them that they are more important than wealth!
This is how to win their hearts!
The horse bandit was disdainful in his heart, "These Yong people are just pedantic. If you want us to work hard, we will work hard. Why are we talking about these things?" '

Of course, it doesn't matter what these horse bandits think.

However, Han Shao looked at the horse bandit on the ground with some surprise, and then suddenly laughed.

"interesting!"

After laughing, Han Shao suddenly leaned down and looked directly at the horse bandit who was kneeling on the ground.

"Since you know you will die anyway."

"Tell me and listen, maybe I have changed my mind?"

When Han Shao said these words, the originally chaotic scene suddenly became silent.

Not to mention how wonderful the expressions on the faces of the horse bandits were.

Even some of the black-armored cavalry around him looked at the new general with strange eyes.

As for the young horse bandit who had been kneeling on the ground, after hearing Han Shao's words, he thought about it and finally responded in a hesitant voice.

"In...in the general's heart...wealth...properties are indeed not important."

"But...but...we horse bandits are even less important!"

After hearing this, all the horse bandits present were stunned.

Han Shao laughed again.

Is there anything in this world that makes people happier than if you tell a joke and someone can pick it up?

Han Shao looked at the young horse bandit on the ground, the excitement in his eyes was beyond words.

"Then tell me, what is important to this Sima?"

The young horse bandit buried his head firmly on the ground, his voice faintly crying with a hint of fear.

"It's only important to Sima that there are no horse bandits like us!"

Does it matter without us?
Upon hearing this, the minds of the horse bandits went blank for an instant.

Is this the real correct answer?

impossible?

impossible!

Although we are just horse bandits, we are still useful!
At least we are familiar with this grassland!

Many horse bandits looked in the direction of Han Shao with hopeful eyes.

I hope in my heart that he can give a negative answer.

Unfortunately, Han Shao shook his head and said helplessly.

"He got it right and you all got it wrong."

"So...he lives and you die."

The desperate answer is made public.

Except for the young horse bandit who looked like he was surviving a disaster, the other horse bandits all looked pale, as if they were mourning for their heirs.

"General, spare my life!" "Yes! General, spare my life. I am willing to die for you!"

There was another begging for mercy, and Han Shao shook his head irritably.

"Since it's a game, we all have to abide by the rules of the game, right?"

"Everyone knows that we Yong people are the most trustworthy."

Han Shao is right.

Compared with Karasuma's apparent cunning, he will fall out whenever he wants.

Yong people are more disciplined.

Therefore, some small tribes would rather do business with the Yong people than get close to the Wuwan people.

After all, if you do business with the Yong people, you can at most earn more cattle, sheep, and leather goods.

But if the Karasuma people succeed in this business, they may even lose the tribe.

Looking at Han Shao's determined expression and the group of black-armored cavalry who were ready to move.

In despair, many horse bandits quietly clenched the scimitars in their hands, as if they were ready to fight for their lives.

However, just when they were making a desperate counterattack, they heard Han Shao suddenly speak again.

"How about... let me play another game with you."

After Han Shao finished speaking, he pointed at the young horse bandit who had just saved his life and was still frightened.

"This person is very smart, but I never like people who are too smart."

"But I just promised not to kill him, what should I do?"

The expression of ecstasy on the face of the young horse bandit pointed out by Han Shao suddenly froze.

Han Shao also looked embarrassed.

"How about if one of you helps me kill him and takes his head and gives it to me, I will spare his life?"

After saying this, the young horse bandit opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But before he could speak, a certain horse bandit on the side had already stood up with a ferocious look on his face.

"Is this true?"

Han Shao wondered.

"Has this Sima told a lie so far?"

indeed!

Starting from the initial question, Han Shao never broke his promise.

As for that boy Ulan, who makes him so smart?

We are a bunch of idiots, but you are the only one who is smart!
If you don't die, who will die!
So the moment Han Shao finished speaking, countless scimitars slashed straight at the young horse bandit.

Almost instantly, the young horse bandit was chopped into pieces.

One of the horse bandits who reacted the fastest, twisted the young man's head, who was still staring at death, and laughed.

"Mine! I killed it! I grabbed it!"

"Haha! I don't have to die! I don't have to die!"

As for the other horse bandits who reacted a little slower, their faces were gloomy, but the eyes they looked at the horse bandit were extremely ferocious.

Like a beast about to eat man.

And at this moment, beside the red bonfire, the tall figure sitting on the horse seemed to say unintentionally.

"Ah! You are lucky. It seems that you are the only one who can survive."

"It's a pity that there is only one head. If you live, the others will have to die. Tsk tsk tsk..."

He sighed in a strange voice.

The horse bandits suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the head.

Yes!

There is only one head!
You live!We can only die!
How to do?
The next moment, another burst of sword light flashed by.

The horse bandit who was the first to grab the head died tragically on the spot instantly.

The horse bandit who snatched the head from his hands was immediately ecstatic.

"Haha! I got it! I..."

But he didn't expect that some things, once started, could never be stopped.

So he died!

Amidst the continuous pitiful howls, the horse bandits one after another were attacked by their former accomplices the moment they snatched their heads!

No one can last until they finish a complete sentence.

Cruel!ruthless!
This is the main theme under this red bonfire.

That scimitar was constantly harvesting the lives of the accomplices around him. Any pity or hesitation would lead to his death on the spot.

At this moment, the bloody purgatory echoed with the red flames.

Death never stops for a moment.

……

"I... I got it..."

"General Yongren, can I survive..."

Looking at the blood-covered horse bandit in front of him, Han Shao chuckled, took the head from his hand, and looked at it.

What a smart young man!

What a pity...it's not my race...

Han Shao casually threw the head in his hand into the bonfire.

Then he turned his head and looked at the last surviving horse bandit with strange eyes.

"Tell me, how stupid do you horse bandits have to be to believe what your enemies say?"

Looking at the stupid horse bandit, Han Shao looked disgusted.

"What an uncivilized beast! It looks quite like a human being."

After saying that, the sword flashed and was sheathed.

Everything flows like flowing water.

Looking at Mrs. Gongsun who took off her visor to reveal a complicated look on her face, Han Shao also took off his visor.

Under the red firelight, that handsome fair face squeezed out a stiff and ugly smile.

"Madam, you are right."

Lady Gongsun was stunned for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"Some beasts really just look like humans..."

Han Shao turned his head to look at the withered figure in the bonfire and let out a long breath.

Close your eyes slightly and recite silently in your heart.

'Sorry, I'm late. '

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(End of this chapter)