"The protagonist of the story is called King Luoying. Dang Yi said slowly, in his eyes, King Luo Ying is a legend of an era, and it is an insurmountable god in the hearts of countless cultivators, his dignity is sacrosanct, and at any time, when talking about King Luo, he is respectful and respectful.

The three words of King Luoying, Gongsun Lingrong naturally would not know, but he never thought that this place would actually have something to do with King Luoying.

"Two thousand years ago, the Yuan Continent was full of clans, and the bloodshed between the various factions continued, and the killing became common, at that time there were corpses and blood everywhere, until the rise of the three major empires, and gradually formed a three-point world, the Yuntian Yuan Empire in the east, the Chenggong Empire in the north, and the Yufeng Empire in the southwest, the three empires gradually unified the continent through wars and annexations. ”

"At that time, the emperor of the Tianyuan Empire, the King of the Heavenly Yuan Empire, had three major gods and six kings, among which there was a King of Luoying, who was good at surprise attacks and stealing enemies, and once attacked eight clans in one night, and single-handedly hit more than a dozen masters of the same level, Megatron Tianyuan Empire, and became a general under the King of the Clouds... ”

History gradually formed a picture in Dang Yi's mind, in which the king of Luoying was standing alone on the top of the mountain, looking at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood below, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, and the battlefield full of killing and death made him gradually confused.

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"Report to the marshal, the 34,000 rebels of the Qili clan have all been killed. A general wearing that kind of ancient armor and armor looked at the young marshal in front of him and said respectfully.

The man in front of him was wearing a silver streamer shadow armor, and a silver-edged gold-silk dragon robe behind him, a battlefield heroic and killing aura hovered around the young general, and his strong cheeks were rubbed by the years, fading away from the youthful frivolity, and some only left the vicissitudes of life, his eyebrows were like knives, his silver helmet was added to his armpits, and his black hair was fluttering in the battlefield.

This person is the Luo Ying King, who is famous for his speed among the six kings of the Tian Yuan Empire.

"Well, I know, take Ben Shuai to have a look. Falling into the thick smoke of the battlefield of the British King, his eyes trembled slightly, wiped his lips, and slowly walked towards the place where he had just fought.

The bright silver boots walked on the blood-stained land, and there was a faint layer of vitality cloth on the soles of his feet, so that the king of the fallen British would walk through the blood stains without a single blood stain.

On the battlefield after the killing, the smell of burnt heat occasionally stimulates the sense of smell of the fallen king.

At this time, a large group of warriors surrounded the front, who seemed to be staring at something, but they did not dare to move.

Seeing this, the general beside King Luo Ying walked straight over and shouted, "The commander is coming, don't hurry up and salute." ”

The surrounding soldiers instantly stood upright, one by one, beating their chests with their right hands, "I've seen the big handsome." ”

King Luo Ying nodded slightly, "What's going on, you guys are gathered here." ”

I saw that the soldiers who had been on the battlefield for a long time and would not frown instantly became distracted, and their eyes drifted uncertainly.

I couldn't tell why I came for a long time.

The general beside King Luo Ying spoke, "What did the marshal ask you about, are you deaf one by one?"

"Commander Qiqi, in front of the corpse... Halfway through speaking, the warrior who spoke couldn't go on.

King Luo Ying knew that something unspeakable must have happened, otherwise the soldiers who had followed him to fight the world for so many years would not be one by one.

"Ben Shuai went and took a look. The King of Falling Ying walked straight away.

"Handsome, handsome. The warrior's face changed behind him, and he was about to stop King Luoying, but it was obviously in vain, and before they could get close to King Luoying, King Luoying used his vitality to separate them.

When King Luo Ying walked to a pit that exuded a strong smell of corpses and blood, that is, the pit surrounded by many warriors, his eyes instantly widened at the boss, and his breathing became short.

When the generals around him followed, they were also shocked by the surprise in front of them.

A large pit within a radius of several miles appeared in front of them.

The huge pit was full of corpses, and these corpses were filled with bows and arrows unique to the Tian Yuan Empire, some of them had one on them, and some of them had several.

But these arrows did not kill the armies who fought in armor, but the elderly, women, and countless children who wore ordinary clothes with their kidneys, and did not even have time to get dressed.

The blood stained their coarse linen robes, the vicissitudes of the old man's face, the fear on the women's faces, and the congealed smile on the children's faces pierced the heart of the fallen king like a sharp blade.

"What's going on, how can so many people be shot?" The general beside King Luo's face turned pale instantly.

"This should be Ben Shuai's words to you, 35,000 rebels? A big clan doesn't have so many troops, you actually told me that there are 35,000 people in a Qili clan, you explain it clearly to Ben Shuai. King Luo Ying was instantly angry, and the vitality around him was violently permeating King Luo's side, and there was a unique coercion of King Luoying, pointing directly at the general.

"Listen to me. Suppressed by the fierce vitality and oppressive aura of the King of Luoying, the general's face turned red, and his beard became rapid, "The Qili clan is belligerent, they advocate that all the people are soldiers, at the beginning of the arrival of our troops, because of the speed, they didn't have time to react, but the people of their entire clan are resisting us, we can't do it if we don't make a move, many soldiers have died at the hands of these people, in order to reduce casualties, I ordered to kill a hundred people, I didn't expect that when they arrived, they would kill them all." ”

King Luo Ying listened to the general's explanation, and snorted coldly at the corner of his mouth, "Kill one and make an example, the military law of the Tian Yuan Empire clearly prohibits the killing of civilians, you tell me how many civilians are among the 35,000 people." ”

The general spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", but he did not resist the King of England, "I really don't know this below, it's just the 35,000 rebels reported by the army just now." ”

At this time, an official who was recording the battlefield situation next to him said, "According to the scope of this corpse pit, there must be at least more than 10,000 people." ”

"More than 10,000 people, this is what you call killing one and making an example?"

King Luo Ying urged his vitality in a fit of anger, and a palm shook the general's chest, and the general was repulsed like a kite, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and hit the wall behind him.

"Killing... Looking at the hideousness of the corpse, there was also a baby in swaddling clothes, who had lost his voice, and a sharp arrow was stuck in the swaddling clothes, and the blood stained the cloth red.

Looking up at the not bright sun, King Luo slowly knelt down, and tens of thousands of soldiers also knelt with Qi Shu, and this kneeling was three hours.

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"Ah, King Luoying actually knelt for three hours?" said Gongsun Lingrong with his mouth wide open in disbelief.

"Listen to me, don't interject. Dang Yi said coldly.

"Oh, you go on. Gongsun Lingrong stuck out his tongue.