The 40,000-strong army marched into Tucheng, all wearing the masks of Jianxi, and a depressing aura spread among the army.

As it gets dark, the killing will begin.

Zhao Jing is a middle-aged man, because of natural disasters, now he is already thin, he is holding a small piece of hard nest head in his hand, the scars on his body show that this nest head is not easy to get, one of his legs has been broken, and he is limping when he walks.

Tightened the nest head in his hand, thinking about the children in the family, he showed a kind smile on his face, for this nest he killed two people, but it was worth it.

He felt sick to his stomach when he remembered that many people in the city had already eaten the dead bodies, and he wondered how long he and his children would live, and whether they would eat human flesh in order to survive.

He thought of the Qin army that captured Tucheng today, those people should have a lot of food, right? If he could get some of himself and his son, would he be able to live? Thinking of this, he remembered a secret discussion between the Zhao people of Tucheng before the Qin army attacked the city, and if that matter could really be done, he would leave Tucheng with his son.

Zhao Jing, who was preoccupied, returned to his dilapidated courtyard, turned around and stretched out his head to take a look, and saw that no one was following, so he carefully closed the courtyard door again. A vigilant, faint voice came from inside the house.

"Who?"

"It's me. ”

Zhao Jing's inner worry finally landed, in addition to the people who ate corpses, there was also a group of beasts that ate living people in Tu City, they specialized in catching children, and then brutally killing them and eating their flesh.

Hearing Zhao Jing's voice, a five-year-old figure with a thin yellow face ran out and threw himself into Zhao Jing's arms, his trembling body gradually calming down.

Zhao Jing took out the small piece of hard nest and said kindly: "Look?"

Seeing this, the little boy snatched it up, and impatiently raced it into his mouth, because it was too hard, he ate very hard, but his face was full of happiness, as if he was eating some delicacies from the mountains and seas.

Seeing this, Zhao Jing stared at the nest head in the little boy's hand with his eyes, and the saliva kept swallowing, the little boy seemed to notice his father's abnormality, and handed the nest head in his hand that was still the size of a finger to Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing's thin face showed a smile of relief, shook his head, the little boy was very sensible, stood on tiptoe, and stuffed it into his father's mouth vigorously.

Zhao Jing had no choice but to open his mouth to take it, close his eyes, chew for a while, and enjoy his face, I'm afraid that big fish and big meat are nothing more than that.

But at this moment, the courtyard gate collapsed, waking up Zhao Jing and his son, and the two turned around to see five strong people walking in, with bloodthirsty and cruel smiles on their faces.

Zhao Jing hurriedly protected his son behind him and asked loudly, "What do you want to do?"

His voice was very loud, hoping to attract the attention of outsiders and make the five people dare not mess around.

The leader of the five, hearing Zhao Jing's question, licked his lips with an evil smile on his face, stared at the little boy behind Zhao Jing, his eyes glowed, and he tasted back: "Fine skin and tender meat, it's really delicious." ”

The four people around him were also full of smiles, as if they were really delicious in the world.

Zhao Jing panicked, picked up a wooden stick on the ground, and threatened: "Don't come here, I'm not welcome to come over again." ”

The five people approached Zhao Jing, he took the little boy step by step backwards, retreated from the door to the corner of the wall inside, there was no way to retreat, his eyes were fierce, he picked up the wooden stick and waved it at the five people, and he didn't forget to shout: "Run." ”

The little boy didn't run, quietly watching all this, watching his father because of his lame legs, the stick hit the air, and then was grabbed by five people and pressed to the ground, the leader snatched the wooden stick in Zhao Jing's hand, and smashed it towards the back of Zhao Jing's head, once, twice, three times, the brains were smashed out, and the little boy's father kept calling the little boy's nickname Tu'er.

Seeing that Zhao Jing was dead, the leading man threw away the wooden stick, his face was gloomy, and then he looked at Zhao Tu, as if looking at the food on the table.

Step by step, step by step towards the little boy, Zhao Tu was not afraid, there was only hatred in his eyes.

The sound of the armor outside the house came in, and the leader was startled, and the other four were also shocked. The five people turned around and looked, only to see five Qin soldiers wearing black armor and hideous masks coming in, with a killing momentum, raging and terrifying, they were like death messengers from hell.

When the commander of the Qin army saw the six people, he gently spit out a word: "Kill." ”

The other four people pulled out the long sword at their waists and easily killed five people, and one of the soldiers couldn't bear to hold the long sword dripping blood, and walked towards Zhao Tu on the wall, Zhao Tu was still expressionless, without the slightest fear.

The bloody long sword slashed at Zhao Tu, and when it was two inches away from Zhao Tu's head, a voice sounded: "Slow." ”

The long sword was fixed on Zhao Tu's head, and the blood on the sword slid down from the sword and dripped on Zhao Tu's face.

The person who shouted was the captain of this team, he put his left hand on the hilt of the sword, strode up, came to Zhao Tu, and said, "Do you dare to kill?"

Zhao Tu spit out a word and said, "Dare." ”

Wu Chang said: "Let's go, if you dare to kill, you will live, and if you don't dare, you will die." ”

Zhao Tu followed the five people out of the gate, turned around and looked at Zhao Jing on the ground, the tears in his eyes still flowed, Zhao Jing was pressed to the ground and did not beg for mercy.

has been shouting: "Tu'er, run." ”

"Tu'er, run. ”

Until he died.

Zhao Tu wiped away his tears, turned around and followed, from today onwards, he will be called Zhao Tu.

In fact, he was eight years old, and the reason why he looked like a five- or six-year-old child was because he had never had enough to eat and was malnourished.

There are countless black-armored soldiers shuttling through the streets and alleys in the southern urban area of Tucheng, and then there are screams, painful moans, angry shouts, from the southern city to the northern city, the screams of countless people have been accompanied by the dark night, which makes people listen to the creepy.

The 50,000 people of Tucheng were slaughtered overnight, and their helpless struggles, begging for mercy, and cursing with hatred could not shake the sharp blade that pierced their hearts.

The soldiers of the Qin army were full of tears and blood, carrying out this inhumane military order.

Bai Yifei, who returned to the City Lord's Mansion, sat in the lobby, looking idle, leisurely, sipping tea, enjoying himself, as if Tu Cheng had become a purgatory on earth and had nothing to do with him.

Late at night, there is bright red blood flowing on the streets of Tucheng, under the illumination of the moonlight, it is so cold and weird, if outsiders see this, they will be scared to death, the city is full of blood, corpses, Tucheng has become a dead city.

Only 500 children and teenagers survived, ranging from seven to fifteen, and their hands were also covered with blood tonight, and from this day on, they will have a brand new name - Bloody Guard.

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