Is this what the so-called civilized people from the Ming Empire did?

Aghanon licked his cracked lips, and his red eyes were not fierce, but calm.

Perhaps, he knows, this is his mission.

The descendants of the ancestral spirit should die in battle for the clansmen, and only the clansmen who died in battle can be favored by the ancestral spirits.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and held the long knife of the Japanese people whose blades had been rolled in many places.

"Touren, the Han people are up!" Rodao shouted.

Not far away, Han soldiers drove out of the forest in groups, they lined up in a neat formation, and aimed their iron guns at the Pingpu people in the encirclement.

The Pingpu people who were close to them could clearly see the bright red color of the bayonets under the iron guns in the hands of the Han soldiers, and these bayonets did not know how many Pingpu people had taken their lives.

"Thangka!"

In Aganon's sight, Thangka was leading people to stand on the side of the Han army with his scimitar, and as long as the Han people gave an order, they would pounce on their people like wolves.

Aganon regretted not listening to Rhoda's words and executing the thangka, otherwise, the Han Chinese army would not have been able to invade their hunting grounds so quickly and drive them step by step from the place where the ancestral spirits were, until they reached the edge of this cliff.

These traitors who betrayed the ancestral spirit and acted as accomplices of the Han people are even more hateful than the Han people!

They are exterminating their own tribe!

..........

More and more Han Chinese troops drove out of the forests in all directions, and the sharp whistles came and went, and red fireworks exploded from time to time in the sky above the jungle, making bursts of piercing sounds.

"Line up!"

The battle hero of Gaoyou Pig Sudden Battle who single-handedly defeated the enemy with three hundred, the captain of the first brigade of the first infantry wing, and the captain of the small pine forest, who was affectionately called "Taidao Little Pine Forest" by the officers and soldiers, walked straight out of the forest, and thrust his Taidao given by the head of the family into the ground, pressing his hands on the Taidao, like a cheetah's eyes staring closely at the Pingpu savages in front of him.

More than 400 officers and men of the army, wearing quilts and new-style military hats, quickly lined up under the guidance of the flags and formed a large phalanx.

"Forward!"

An officer next to Captain Komatsu with the word "loyalty" wrapped around his arm pulled out his command knife and pointed forward. The officers and men of the phalanx immediately stood still, and then the ranks drove forward in neat rows.

"Shoot!"

Captain Komatsu's voice was so powerful and passionate.

In the sound of "bang", the Pingpu savages who tried to block the advance of the imperial army kept falling. Faced with the Imperial Army, which was approaching like a huge mountain, they had to retreat step by step. The scattered savages were stabbed to death with spears by Taiwanese volunteers and security forces on both sides, and the wounded were slapped with daggers to make sounds.

The encirclement is getting smaller and smaller, and this is the final battle, and both sides know it clearly.

The smell of blood in the air is stronger than ever, it's a fight to the death, it's a battle to die if you lose.

The Han army obviously did not need prisoners, and they did not hesitate to stab to death even those who surrendered on their knees, which made the remnants of the Pingpu people stubbornly resist to the end.

However, their weapons and equipment were so poor, and hunger made them unable to fight anymore, so they could only run forward with a whoosh scream, then fall down and run back...

Forward, backward...

In the process of repetition, countless corpses fell at random, blood staining every inch of the hilltop red.

Those warriors who were extremely respected by other societies in the past lost their lives one by one, and most of these warriors didn't even have the opportunity to fight the enemy hand-to-hand.

It all began with the execution of the imperial envoy by their leader; Everything was destined from that time.

This is a massacre.

Looking at the Han army approaching from three sides, as well as those damned traitors, and those clansmen who kept falling, Luo Daao, who had always shown himself to be strong and brave, couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and after hesitating, he asked his leader: "Leader, after we die, will our souls fly to the land of ancestral spirits?" ”

Aganon didn't expect Rhodao to ask him this question, and after a few short breaths, he nodded, "Yes." ”

Rodao was relieved and laughed out loud.

..........

The advance ahead was smooth, the officers and men advanced with great fearlessness, and the savages were defeated and retreated, and it was the last moment.

The good news came to Father-in-law Wei one after another, and after his old man confirmed that it was impossible for any more savages to sneak attack him, he decisively asked Xuewen to carry himself to the front line.

He wanted to personally motivate the officers and soldiers to make the final fight, and he also wanted to personally see how the Pingpu clan, who had delayed his old man's family for half a month, disappeared.

"Loyalty!"

"Loyalty!"

"For the emperor!"

"For Your Majesty!"

“......”

The moment Gonggong Wei's figure appeared on the battlefield, he was like the most beautiful boy in the world, and like the brightest star, which attracted all the attention of the surroundings at once.

"You don't need to help us."

Announcing that Xuewen should not help himself, he took a deep breath and walked slowly forward, then stopped at a high place and glanced at his men in slow motion.

Wei Xuewen inserted a long banner representing the identity of his thirteenth uncle behind the thirteenth uncle, and suddenly a gust of wind rose in the wind, and under the fluttering of the long flag, the figure of his father-in-law was like a god.

"Itachi!"

Squadron Leader Kumamoto instinctively clenched his fists and raised them high into the sky, and let out the most heartfelt and sincere roar from his throat.

"Itachi!"

Hundreds of Japanese naturalized soldiers shouted in unison, and their voices shook the clouds.

Although I didn't know what "Banya" meant, the scene in front of me made the rest of the soldiers of the First Brigade couldn't help but call out in unison.

The sound was louder and louder, and it frightened the remnants of the Pingpu savages trembling, and they looked at the place where the long flag was extremely frightened.

Under the long flag, the young figure like a god waved his hands, and the earth-shattering sound suddenly quieted down.

"Your Excellency, please let me avenge you!"

Squadron Leader Kumamoto was deeply saddened by the Lord's injury, and he vowed to avenge Lord Gong by cutting off the leader of the savages.

The father-in-law opened the folding fan in his hand with a "snap", and then pointed forward.

"Attack!"

"Lone Hero" Kojiro Kumamoto raised his sword and took the lead in the charge.

On the top of the mountain, there was a sound of guns, white smoke filled the air, and there were bursts of shouts of killing.

The already desperate Pingpu people, led by their leader Aghanon, put up their last, senseless resistance. After half a pillar of incense, the remaining more than 100 Pingpu people were compressed into an area of less than two acres on the edge of the cliff, and most of them were wounded.

The sound of guns stopped, there were no birds, no beasts, some were just the officers and soldiers of the Ming Emperor who were approaching step by step with their weapons.

"Easterly, rainy. East wind, rain. ”

Father-in-law Wei was very satisfied with the battle, counting these Pingpu people in front of him, his old man could finally report a great victory to the emperor with thousands of beheadings.

At the last moment, his father-in-law showed a little mercy, and he summoned Thangka and ordered him to send a message to Aganon, and the imperial army allowed him and his last of his people to die a dignified death.

At this moment, the most decent way is undoubtedly to jump off a cliff.

Thangka went to shout, but did not hear back from Aghanon.

My father-in-law was not in a hurry, even if his butt was very painful and he was anxious to find Miss Xiuying to heal his injury, he still endured the pain and waited patiently.

He believed that Aganon would choose a dignified death, and his jump would draw a beautiful end to the Pingpu encirclement and suppression operation that lasted for more than a month, and also add infinite tragedy.

Right and wrong are never the cause and effect of this war.

To accept or not to accept is the main reason for this war.

There is no justice involved.

In order to obtain the greatest living space for the nation, the father-in-law never cared whether he was the guilty party or not.

The edge of the cliff was silent, and there were no wails or screams of the wounded.

After a long time, suddenly a song sounded from the edge of the cliff.

What the singing voice, no one knows, but, undeniably, the singing is very good.

"Your Excellency, what are the savages singing?"

Squadron Leader Kumamoto was confused, and he realized that he shouldn't ask the head of the house, because how could the lord understand the song of the savages.

However, to his surprise, the lord's face was a little strange, and then he was humming something with the wild man's singing.

"The mountains are green, the mountains are evergreen, and the streams are blue. The girl and the boy will never be separated, and the blue water often turns around the green mountains and ....." (author's note, this song was compiled by later generations, but the melody is taken from the folk songs of the Gaoshan tribe)

...........

Aganon was wounded, his left abdomen was hit by the iron spear of the Han Chinese, and he was bleeding incessantly, and he couldn't stop it. In his eyes, the leader is the tribe, and the head man is his hope to fight. As long as the leader is not dead, he will definitely follow him and fight to the end.

However, the leader could no longer fight.

The Han stopped the attack, and they sent the traitor Thangka. Luo Daao thought that Thangka had come to persuade them to surrender, and just wanted to scold, but he didn't think that Thangka said that the commander of the Han people allowed their leader to die with dignity.

"A dignified death?"

Aganon who had lost too much blood muttered these words, and suddenly, he laughed, and then said to Rodaao beside him, "Let's sing together, it's been a long time since we've sung together... I really want to sing one of our songs right now. ”

"The head man..."

Roda'o's nose was sour, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Don't cry."

Aganon raised his hand with difficulty to wipe away Luo Daao's tears, and then sang softly, his singing was not loud, but every living Pingpu person heard it so truly.

The singing on the edge of the cliff made the Han people put down their weapons, and even more made the Pingpu people who had become traitors cry bitterly.

"Rodao, give me a decent death... Send me to the land of the ancestral spirits with your sword. Aganon looked pleadingly at his best friend, who was also his best helper.

Luo Daao looked at the longing gaze of the leader in a daze, he stood up tremblingly, raised the long knife in his hand, and cut off the neck of the head man with a "poof".

"For the ancestral spirit!"

Rhodao stabbed his knife into the dirt and leaped down the cliff.

"For the ancestral spirit!"

One after another, the Pingpu people followed in the footsteps of Luo Daao and completely dedicated their bodies to the place where they grew up and to the ancestral spirits.

"Uncle Thirteen, these are true warriors."

The jumping off the cliff of the Pingpu people touched Wei Xuewen a lot, but his thirteenth uncle closed the folding fan in his hand and instructed him expressionlessly: "Take someone to cut off the head of the wild man who jumped off the cliff, and the thirteenth uncle is going to report a great victory to the emperor." ”

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