Turning to look at Zhang Mo, Zhang Mo also tilted his head and looked at him, "I know you don't want to hurt innocent people, but many times we have no choice."

Seeing no answer, Zhang Mo said again, "You have been an official in the court before. You have never led troops in battle, and you have never seen the brutality of the battlefield. Do you think that the confrontation between the two armies is just to charge into battle and fight head-on? No, sometimes it is for the sake of the overall situation.

, we can only separate a group of soldiers and horses to contain the opponent, and this group of soldiers and horses is clearly to let them die. The general knows this very well, but he can only send them into the pit of fire with his own hands."

I didn't want to sigh, but I still couldn't help but sigh, "Soldiers are different from common people. As long as they pick up weapons, life and death will be determined by their destiny. It's okay. I understand the principle of kindness and not being in charge of soldiers. You don't need to comfort me."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Mo knew that he still couldn't bear it, and she didn't feel dissatisfied with his entanglement, because she was young and kind-hearted. Although she had killed people before, those people had their own ways to die.

, now that he wants to attack innocent people, it is reasonable for him to be hesitant.

Just when Zhang Mo was thinking about how to comfort him, he stood up and said, "You take a rest, I'll go take a look at the three-way intersection ahead."

Zhang Mo originally wanted to accompany him, but he made it very clear that he wanted her to take a rest, which meant that he didn't want her to go with him. In desperation, he could only nod and said, "Okay, but there are empty fields ahead, so you have to change your appearance."

Get dressed up."

Nodding, "I pretend to be a woodcutter."

"Early spring is not the time to chop wood," Zhang Mo said.

"Then I'll pretend to be a beggar." He said.

The soldiers guarding the grain were all wearing common people's clothes. Zhang Mo found a soldier of similar stature and ordered him to take off his patched clothes and wear them. He cut a dry branch nearby to use as a crutch.

The Longwei knife cut iron like mud, and the broken stubble at both ends of the branch was very smooth. I was worried that others would find out the clues, so I carefully repaired the two ends of the branch.

At the same time, Zhang Mo found some old clothes and wrapped them in a bundle. After packing them up, he put the bundle on his back, disheveled his hair, and walked west with a wooden stick.

Looking at his back, Zhang Mo felt a sudden pain in her heart. This scene reminded her of the scene when they first met. This was how he looked at that time.

Watching Zhang Mo slowly walk away, Zhang Mo wanted to call him back many times. To be fair, although he was young, he was thoughtful and intelligent, but after all, he was young and could not expect him to have the mental endurance of a middle-aged or even an elderly person. If it were true,

Let him poison the entire village. This incident will definitely become his inner demon, and he will feel guilty afterwards and find it difficult to let go.

But after many hesitations, Zhang Mo finally did not speak, because the army had run out of food. Whether the general's food could be sent back in time was not only related to the life and death of the soldiers, but also related to the victory or defeat of the war and even the safety of the Tang Dynasty. The consequences were serious and she could not be tolerated.

Do what you want to do.

At this time, his mood was extremely low. Everyone knows the truth and can weigh the pros and cons. It is not difficult to choose. He also knows that he should not be kind to a woman, but deep down he always feels that it is wrong to attack innocent people.

There is nothing wrong with him, so how can he kill someone just because he wants to?

Feeling that I shouldn't kill is just one of the reasons for my depression. Another reason is that I am angry with myself. Where did the vigorous and vigorous behavior when I was an official in the court go? At that time, I killed decisively and neatly. Why did I suddenly become a mother-in-law?

Already.

Everyone may be in a bad mood, but not everyone can sort things out and find out the source of their bad mood. Fortunately, I can. After thinking about it calmly, I quickly figured out why. Those who were killed before all deserved it.

Or it may be someone who has offended oneself. This is fundamentally different from killing innocent people. A person must be clear about grudges and grudges, and cannot be confused with black and white.

Not long after leaving the woods, I saw camps scattered around the three-way intersection. However, the fields were empty and there were almost no trees for hiding, so they were not allowed to approach quickly.

Just when I was worrying about how to approach and pass, I suddenly remembered that I knew magic, so I raised my left arm, popped out a charm, and drew the invisibility charm to hide my figure.

After hiding his figure, he quickly approached the three-way intersection. Zhang Mo's previous words were correct. Based on the number of camps, there were at least two thousand soldiers stationed here.

There is a village not far northwest of the three-way intersection. Although the village is desolate and dilapidated, the houses are not

There are only a few houses. According to visual inspection, there are hundreds of houses. According to the average household statistics of five people, there are at least 500 people in the village.

The village is only five or six miles away from the Sancha intersection where enemy soldiers are stationed. The terrain is high and it is located downwind. Once the poisonous smoke spreads to the Sancha intersection, the village in the northwest will not be spared.

After observing the situation near the three-way intersection, he put away the invisibility charm and went to the northwest village. He couldn't explain why he went there. He might have wanted to see how many people there were in the village so that he could know how much evil he had done.

The village looks dilapidated from a distance, and becomes even more dilapidated when you get closer. The villagers you see along the way are all in ragged clothes and have disheveled faces. Even the old dogs you encounter by chance are skin and bones from hunger and wobble when walking.

He was an outsider. When he saw an outsider coming to the village, the villagers looked at him with caution. In order not to show off their flaws, they could only lower their heads, walk slowly, and pretend to be a victim in distress.

There are many ragged children on the street. It is not because people want to have so many children, but because couples will get pregnant when they are together, and they can only give birth to children once they are pregnant.

After walking through several streets in the village, I sat down next to a haystack at the entrance of the village. Coming and going in a hurry can easily arouse people's suspicion, so I sat down for a while before going back.

The adults in the village were wary of him, but the urchins were not afraid of him. When they saw him sitting by the haystack, some urchins threw stones at him.

He could hide but didn't. Deep down in his heart, he even hoped that these urchins would hit him twice more. In this way, he would feel better when he poisoned them next.

But soon, I felt deeply guilty for having such thoughts. If it was just a lie, there would be nothing wrong with it.

Once people want to do something, they will try their best to find excuses and reasons for themselves to do it in order to gain inner peace. This is a problem common to ordinary people, and now I also have this idea.

Hypocrisy, true hypocrisy.

At first, these urchins didn't dare to get too close. When they saw that he didn't fight back, they became bolder and gradually got closer. As a result, more stones were thrown at him.

At this time, he felt no pain at all. He even hoped that these children would hit him with bigger rocks, not to make excuses for him to kill them next.

, but he has done something wrong and deserves to be punished.

If doing big things requires being cold-blooded and ruthless, killing innocent people, he would rather not do big things for the rest of his life, and would rather be scolded for not caring about the overall situation. These people are innocent and weak, and it would be unconscionable to kill them, but the situation forces him to really not be able to poison his enemies to death.

while protecting them from the side's soldiers.

Just as he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head in pain and guilt, a woman's voice came from nearby. When he heard the sound, he looked up and saw a hunched-over white-haired old woman holding a fire stick and walking quickly towards her. She shouted loudly as she walked.

He was scolding, and since he was speaking in dialect, he couldn't fully understand him. Judging from his expression and tone, he seemed to be driving away the naughty boys who were throwing stones at him.

It was already evening at this time, and the white-haired old woman must have come out to carry firewood. After driving away the naughty boys, the white-haired old woman came to the front and whispered something.

I didn't fully understand, so I didn't answer the call.

The white-haired old woman said nothing, picked up a bundle of firewood from the haystack, turned around and left.

After the old woman left, she looked up at the sky. At this time, the sun was already in the west. It was time to light a fire and cook, and it was also time to start.

Just when he looked away and stood up to leave, the white-haired old woman who left earlier came back. Seeing that she wanted to leave, she hurriedly chased after her. When she got close, she grabbed the hand and stuffed something into him.

in the hand.

He raised his hand and lowered his head, and saw that what the old woman put into his hand was half a piece of mixed vegetable pancake.

The old woman whispered something again, and then left in a hurry.

I couldn’t fully understand what the old woman said, but I could tell that the first two words she said were ‘child’.

He stood there, stunned, and after a long time he came to his senses, drew the invisibility charm again, and returned eastward.

At this time, Batulu and Chen Liqiu had returned. Seeing their return, Chen Liqiu frowned and asked, "Why did you come back? What time has it been?"

"No need to use poisonous smoke, I can't harm innocent people." He said sternly.

Chen Liqiu didn't know why and looked at him doubtfully.
Chapter completed!