"Fuck off!"

Qu Yan followed up and kicked the old man who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.

"Pack up your things and move now!"

"Within a quarter of an hour, move out of this village, I will search for the rebels!"

In one sentence, the three days that were originally extremely urgent turned into a quarter of an hour, and it was still the middle of the night.

The villagers are honest people who have lived here all their lives, and they are not happy to leave their hometowns and leave the sea that feeds the whole village and go to the inland where the future is uncertain.

However, now that the officers and soldiers armed with knives and guns are in the village, who dares to disobey?

Dare to be angry and dare not speak, everyone began to pack up their things with their hands and feet, and all worthless ones were discarded, and some people just carried the pot and hurried on the road with their children.

This is exactly the sentence that Haoxue saw when he checked the historical materials before, "The rich abandon their money, the poor have a husband and a pot, a wife and a child, carry a bucket of rice, hold the manuscript hostage, and look at the door"!

However, Haoxue never thought that the forced demolition, which originally started three days later, started in the middle of the night because of Wei Xiaobao's outbreak at night, two days earlier.

originally thought that with Wei Xiaobao in the army, he could always take care of one or two, so that this massacre would not come too suddenly.

But now, things are more than expected. Especially with the appearance of Qu Yan, things went in an uncontrollable direction, and such a bloody and cruel action was taken overnight.

A quarter of an hour, in the end, is too short, and some people don't even have time to say a few more words, and before they can decide what to take with them, they miss the hour.

"Kill!"

Qu Yan who has been holding back for a long time. Finally found a little reason for the seizure, looking at most of the villagers who had not had time to evacuate, squeezing out the word from between their teeth.

The villagers of the small fishing village were stunned. They didn't even have time to make the next reaction before they saw the sword light in the sky and the blood splattered!

The screams and cries rang out in the next instant.

Although they were forced to move in the middle of the night, everyone never thought that these heavily armed soldiers. It would really be possible to raise a butcher's knife to a civilian who got up in the middle of the night and was not neatly dressed.

There are those who curse, and there are those who resist. But he quickly collapsed in a pool of blood.

There are less than 2,000 men in a village, and in the face of 20,000 or 30,000 elite armor, there is no possibility of resistance.

Finally everyone realized that it wasn't even for the purpose of relocating. It's just for the sake of slaughter!

The reasons and justifications don't matter anymore. The first priority now is to get out of this hometown where you were born and raised, and get as far away as possible. Even if it is revenge, you have to save a life.

As the supreme commander, Qu Yan took matters into his own hands.

Of course, it's not bad for his combat power, he is just angry with Wei Xiaobao and full of resentment, and he needs a dignified outlet to vent.

Bang!

The sound of a water tank shattering?

Qu Yan kicked open the closed door, but a harpoon stabbed him in the head.

The young couple. Before I even had time to pack my things, disaster was already coming.

Crying and screaming outside the door. It means that the slaughter has begun, and now it is too late to go out.

Naturally, a man can't stand still, so he protects his wife and children behind him, and uses years of fishing skills to fight to the death against this robber who broke into his home.

If it were an ordinary soldier, perhaps this sudden harpoon could still pose a little threat.

However, Qu Yan, as the leader of Kangxi's secret body, his martial arts are by no means general, otherwise he would have died under Wei Xiaobao's grenade just now.

A photo, the harpoon flashed, and with a knife in his hand, it stabbed deeply into the man's chest, and the hot blood spilled all over his body, Qu Yan felt that the depression in his chest had vented a lot, and he was no longer heavy and uncomfortable.

"Brother Tao!!"

The woman exclaimed, forgetting even the threat of death, and rushed over to hug the man's body, and the flying misfortune made her seem to forget to even cry

However, this pitiful look suddenly stimulated another flame in Qu Yan's heart, looked at the beautiful figure of the woman holding the baby in her arms, smiled, and threw the steel knife in her hand aside......

Wei Xiaobao dragged his injured leg and returned the distance for several miles, and when he entered the village, there were almost no people alive.

As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of fire.

Only the discarded rice pots on the ground, the bedding that he didn't have time to take away, and countless dead corpses, told him that this was once a quiet little village, and even, just now.

Through Wei Xiaobao's perspective, Haoxue saw this tragic situation in the mobile phone screen.

At this moment, I know that the records in those historical materials are not lies. And the world in "The Legend of Deer and Ding", the forbidden sea and the relocation, are equally bloody and cruel, and even excessive.

Not only did Wei Xiaobao mislook at Kangxi, but he didn't even imagine him so badly.

"The sea is forbidden to move the border, and the coastal people are forced to move 50 miles inward."

Such a sentence in the historical materials does not seem to be so shocking. However, what appeared in front of him was blood all over the ground and flames soaring to the sky.

Holy Ancestor Kangxi?

Haoxue doesn't care about the history of his time, he just clearly knows that in Wei Xiaobao's world, perhaps the four words in the online review can more appropriately describe the person who is high in the Forbidden City.

One Emperor of a Thousand Bones!

Although this world has nothing to do with the era he lives in, seeing such an unbearable scene, even if it is watched as a TV series, Haoxue still gradually turns red.

Wei Xiaobao was attracted by the faint cry, but asked Shuang'er to wait at the door.

He didn't know what he would see, so he told a little girl like Shuang'er not to experience too strong a visual impact.

Inside the room, the woman was naked, lying on the ground, her eyes had long lost focus.

Not far from her, a baby was thrown into a corner, apparently long since he stopped breathing.

Someone came in, and the woman didn't even go to block the secret place exposed to the air, but just looked indifferently at the Qing court official clothes that Wei Xiaobao was wearing, and slowly turned her head, without any fearful look.

If the family is ruined and people die, what is the joy of life, and why is it bitter to die?

Wei Xiaobao understood what she meant, slowly took off the clothes that represented the identity of the Qincha, and casually found a fire head, and burned it to ashes in front of the woman.

"I'll avenge you for this revenge."

Wei Xiaobao said it very seriously, and the woman listened very seriously.

Then, she was able to hold herself up, regardless of her bare legs, and respectfully kowtowed to Wei Xiaobao three times. And then...... He slammed his head into the blade stuck in the wall and whimpered for his life.

Wei Xiaobao didn't try to rescue him, he saw the bodies of the man and child on the ground, and knew that this woman was determined to die.

In another world, Haoxue took a deep breath and forcibly controlled his sour nose.

Then, he whispered to the phone screen, "Daqing, goodbye." (To be continued.) )