Chapter 421 Classic Scene
In the northern suburbs of Luocheng, transport convoys were lined up one after another on the official road, with no end in sight.

Commanding officers Zhang Ren stood by the road and watched the transport team depart from Chengdu.

A small portion of the transported goods was grain, and the main goods were Shu brocade, ordinary cloth, as well as gold and copper ingots.

There were also craftsmen with their families in the caravan, who were either Liu Zhang's personal servants or the government.

Now all of them are to be transferred to Shanglin Garden.

An inexplicable feeling of grievance lingered in Zhang Ren's heart. Although Yizhou had not experienced the brutal wars in the Central Plains and the border areas, its various military forces added up to more than 100,000 people.

By removing the necessary border guards and public security forces, 50,000 troops can be concentrated to fight in one direction.

If Liu Zhang had been more decisive and everyone's reaction had been more intense, how could Jiameng Pass have been lost so easily?
Given the terrain of Jiameng Pass, Zhang Ren would rather believe that the defending general Xi Su had rebelled than believe that the city would be captured by force, or that he would have to cross the Bailong River on such a ridiculous vehicle as a bamboo raft.

As for the Jianshan plank road, more and more information now indicates that it was Wu Kuang who sent people to help repair the plank road.

Otherwise, the plank road would be so dangerous that it would be almost impossible to conquer it head-on.

The fall of Liang State made everyone bear the label of being a traitor to the country and a traitor to the Han Dynasty.

This is very difficult to be a human being.

Instead of this, it is better to fight. Even if you lose, you will die. If you don’t die, at least you can hold your head up high.

Unlike now, although his position has not changed, Zhang Ren feels that the people around him, including officials, civilians and soldiers, all look down on him.

What's more, such a good Shu was handed over to the other side and taken away... The strong feeling of humiliation is lingering.

Although the Grand Marshal's army was strictly trained in Mianzhu and did not engage in large-scale capture of women or seizure of wives and daughters of scholars, anyone who broke the law would be immediately severely punished.

The harshness of military discipline is unprecedented.

Even Zhang Ren was worried that the army would mutiny under such harsh oppression.

In short, my mood is so complicated and tangled. I want to fight to show the character of Shu. It is better to destroy everything in the war than to be plundered unilaterally.

But he was also worried that the enemy's army would get out of control, causing chaos in Shu, just like the Three Ancestral Temples in the past, and become a living hell.

With these complex emotions entangled together, Zhang Ren was depressed and his eyes were gloomy.

What disgusted him even more was that an invisible atmosphere of suspicion had formed, and his former fellow villagers, friends, and colleagues could no longer be trusted.

Any excessive words that fall into the ears of someone with ulterior motives may be exposed and lead to catastrophic disaster.

Zhang Ren's fearlessness of death does not mean he will accept a meaningless death.

I felt more and more depressed, and just watched the transport convoy heading north.

In the far south suburbs of Mianzhu City, there is a Xianbei camp.

The chariot with four front and eight rear wheels was parked on the roadside. The roadside has been dry in the past ten days, and this chariot has gradually become known to the soldiers and civilians near Mianzhu.

At this moment, Black Bear was sitting under a green umbrella in front of the car. On the table in front of him was a finely carved bamboo tube, and in front of the bamboo tube were three one-inch square dice made of dark wood.

In the distance, he could see the Black Flag Soldiers searching every house in the village, even poking the toilets with bamboo poles.

They did not stop until all the Xianbei people were found and checked through the roster.

Most of the Xianbei people were innocent and did not like the climate here. Although they could eat enough during this period, there were also strict military orders to limit their food intake.

For these more than a thousand elite Xianbei soldiers, a living allowance of having enough food every day was not a precious thing. When they were in the tribe and were nomadic, even if they were defeated in the war and became slaves of other tribes, they could still eat enough thanks to their strong physique and martial arts.

The treatment of having three meals a day was of no appeal to these elite tribal warriors.

After a long time, it was normal for the Xianbei people, who had a casual personality, to secretly run out to relax.

The Xianbei people who ran away secretly could not speak the language, so it was highly likely that they would come into conflict with the locals.

Military law is strict, and in order to avoid punishment, killing the other party to silence them has become a necessity. In short, a tragedy of annihilation of an entire family happened quietly nearby.

Most of the Xianbei people were fed up with being under house arrest. They were very emotional at the moment, but they did not dare to resist. They discussed in low voices with surly expressions.

Budugen's face turned pale, he had expected this day a long time ago.

But what else could he do? His brother, cousin, and grandfather could strictly control the Xianbei warriors; but he lacked prestige and age. He was not a tribal elder and had no power to control the Xianbei warriors who were slightly older than him.

"Your Majesty, all 1,248 Xianbei riders have arrived."

The Black Flag Commander stepped forward and saluted. Black Bear waved him off and said to Budugen, who was five or six steps away, "I heard from Marcus, a merchant from the Western Qin Dynasty, that they have a cruel method of dealing with defeated troops, called ten beatings and one killing. I'm very curious. Since we can't find the murderer today, we'll follow this method."

Budugen looked shocked, but he was relieved in his heart, as long as he could pass the test.

Even if one-tenth of the people below died... well, even if 30% died, he wouldn't feel sad.

When Budugen enlisted the troops, he was mentally prepared for the Xianbei to take the lead and more than half of them to die.

As a result, the war went too smoothly and the 200,000 Qiang people outside Yulin City had their will to fight broken by the psychological warfare; then Hanzhong asked for surrender and they came to the northern part of Shu as if sleepwalking.

Not to mention him, even the Xianbei people below could accept this seemingly cruel method of execution.

Because the environment they live in is cruel.

Seeing that he had no objection, Black Bear threw the dice into the bamboo tube one by one, picked up the bamboo tube and shook it together with the base.

Then he picked up the bamboo tube and saw three sixes on the bottom. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Three sixes are eighteen. Line up in groups of ten. Order the remaining nine to beat and kill the eighth one... This is too torturous. Get some daggers to torture them."

The Black Flag Commander took a step forward, bowed and said, "Yes!"

When he was about to retreat, he asked again, "Your Majesty, the Xianbei king is also in the camp, will he come with us?"

Hearing this, Black Bear glanced at Budugen. Budugen already knew that he would be killed by drawing eight. He immediately bowed and said, "My young king is not strict in managing his army. I am willing to go with my people."

"Since the Xianbei King agrees, let's go together."

Black Bear watched the two men walk away, then turned to Yang Fu beside him and said, "Give the 100 goats that the Wudu Di people sent to the Xianbei people, and give each of them a bucket of wine."

"Here."

Yang Fu was in a stable mood and severely punished the Hu servants. This was a pleasure, especially for him as a native of Liangzhou, and made him happy both physically and mentally.

Executing more than a hundred people at one time is not a big deal. Armies are constantly adjusted and reorganized during wars, and there are already many problems.

Now, strict training is being carried out in closed camps everywhere. If one cannot obey and adapt to even this kind of training, it will sooner or later be a disaster if he stays in the army or in the local area.

At this point, there is no need for those troublemakers in the army to take the lead, and there is really no need to pamper these tough soldiers.

In terms of ferocity, which army can compare to Black Bear's guards?
Even Gan Ning's three hundred golden-armored guards are unmatched, but what kind of military discipline do these two personal guards have?
It can be seen that the arrogance and domineering behavior of the infantry has no direct causal relationship with their combat effectiveness.

Three or four steps away from the black bear, Liu Bao looked at the more than a thousand Xianbei people who were lining up again in the distance, not knowing what was going on.

He then glanced sideways at Marcus, a short, dark-haired Daqin businessman who was two or three rows behind the team.

This person has adapted to life in Shuzhong. After following a caravan to Shuzhong in his prime, he never thought of returning to his hometown.

Now he is engaged in the business of Shu brocade. His business is not big, but he is very courageous.

The scene of ten draws and one kill appeared before his eyes. Marcus instinctively felt uncomfortable and even had the urge to turn around and run away.

Liu Bao observed from the side and thought that in his eyes, beating ten and killing one was not cruel.

The wealthy Qin army was so afraid of this punishment that Liu Bao's thoughts became more stubborn, like a flame that was difficult to extinguish.

The burning sensation made him feel itchy inside.

(End of this chapter)