People rushed forward to tear up these captives one after another, but they were stopped by the Akagi Army and the Xinzhou Marine, who unwillingly picked up stones, sticks, and dirt and smashed them at them, as if these people were the culprits who caused the heavy losses in Ye County and Akagi. They fought and cried, without any pleasure after revenge, but full of pain.

Qin Forget looked at the scene in front of him, and a deep sadness surged in his heart, he knew very well in his heart that these Yunzhou troops could only be regarded as scapegoats, and it was Huang Ming and the others who really deserved to die, but out of many considerations, he had to choose to give in. At this moment, he was more hungry for power than ever.

"Give me back my man's life!" A woman cried out, and the stone in her hand slammed into the face of a captive.

The captive did not dodge or dodge, and took the blow hard. The stone smashed his forehead, and the sharp edges and corners tore through his flesh smoothly, and the blood quickly flowed down his face.

This person is none other than Chen Cheng, the commander of the Yunzhou Army.

Ignoring the wound on his face, he looked straight at Qin Wang, his eyes full of mockery. It seems to be mocking Qin Forget for not daring to find trouble with the righteous master, and only daring to find them as scapegoats. Although he didn't know Qin Wang, he could easily see Qin Wang's leadership position from the situation on the scene.

The scene was chaotic, but Qin Forget also noticed this middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing, and saw the mockery in Chen Cheng's eyes. Of course, Qin Forget understood what Chen Cheng meant, but he didn't bother to say more to Chen Cheng.

"Don't worry, none of you will have a good time." Staring at Chen Cheng's eyes, Qin Forgot used his eyes to convey this meaning to Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng obviously understood what Qin Forget meant, and the mockery in his eyes slowly receded, becoming relieved and sad.

Watching those people being carried by his side in rows, looking at the long cards around their necks, and looking at the blood-red slashes, Huang Ming's panicked heart slowly settled down. It seems that it is these unlucky ghosts who are going to be killed, although there are all his personal soldiers, many of his subordinates and many familiar people surnamed Huang, but he still feels happy in his heart. Dead Dao friends don't die poor Dao, when will he take their lives seriously?

The rest of Huang Ming's group of prisoners of war also realized this, and gradually quieted down, a kind of joy of rebirth after the catastrophe faintly permeated the group, and some even had a look of schadenfreude on their faces.

Chen Cheng's group of prisoners of war was quickly arranged, and now the fear in the hearts of this group of people has reached its peak, everyone is desperately struggling, shouting, begging for mercy, and the scene is very chaotic for a while. One guy even struggled to get up, and the sergeant on top of him stumbled and almost let him go. The sergeant's face was flushed, and if something went wrong at this time, it would be a great sin. He raised the unsheathed waist knife in his hand, and slashed his head and face with a hard beating, until the prisoner of war howled miserably again and again, and then he became honest.

Seeing this, the other sergeants followed suit, beating the prisoners in their hands one by one, screaming and shouting, and simply smashing them with swords

To the mouth, the shot is extremely spicy. The teeth of those prisoners of war were smashed, and their mouths of blood could only make whining sounds, and it took a while for those prisoners of war to be honest.

Qin Forget looked at all this with a gloomy face and didn't say a word. Still not convinced when death comes? The murderer must have the consciousness of being killed. And Huang Ming, are you very happy? I will soon let you know what regret is, and why it is not you who were killed today.

"Let's get started." Qin Forget ordered at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan received the order, raised his right hand, and the war drums around him beat together, and the voice was majestic and tragic, breaking people's hearts.

Qin Forget took the spirit flag handed over by a soldier and walked towards Yingling Mountain step by step.

"Soul, return!" Qin Forget shouted loudly.

"Soul, return!" Yang Xuan and the others also held the spirit banner to follow Qin Wang, and shouted.

"Soul, return!" A thousand Akagi soldiers knelt down in unison and shouted loudly.

"Soul, return!" All the people also knelt down and shouted even higher.

The voice is poignant, touching the heart and lungs, and in this winter, it looks even more desolate.

Qin Forget walked to the front of the Valhalla and knelt down on his knees. Yang Xuan and the others also knelt down, and all the generals touched the ground with their heads, silent, only tears were quietly falling.

Strange to say, when Qin Wang just knelt down, there was a sudden gust of yin wind, and the soul flag in Qin Wang's hand was blown and turned continuously, as if there were really countless yin spirits vying to drill into this soul flag. However, the spirit flags of Yang Xuan and the others hung quietly and quietly, without any movement. At this time, snowflakes also fell in the sky, and it seemed that the heavens were pitiing the people of this land and water, and pitiing the pale young man.

Everyone stood or knelt in the heavy snow and watched this strange scene in amazement, why could everyone feel this yin wind, but only the general's spirit flag was turning? Could it be that those heroic spirits who died in battle were really recruited back by the general and possessed in the spirit banner in the general's hands?

"Look, only the general's white flags are moving." An immature child's voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, pointing to the spirit banner in Qin Wang's hand.

The silence was broken by this child's voice.

"The general's destiny is really a god." An old man said tremblingly.

"But no, it seems that those heroic spirits who died in battle only serve the general." One woman chimed in.

"Do you think our general will be the true dragon son and be the emperor in the future?" A strong man asked a scholar next to him.

"I think that since ancient times, the Son of Heaven must have a vision, and this is the hint that God has given us." The scholar shook his head and said.

His words caused a chorus of approval from the side.

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Qin Forget didn't quite understand what was going on, but he knew that now was definitely not a good time to be stunned, and it was not the time to let the people talk nonsense.

Otherwise, it's too appalling. If it is passed to the imperial court, then the emperor will have to behead him if the tea and horse market is not opened.

"Brothers, you're home! I'll show you how I, Qin Wang, avenged you!" Qin Wanghuo Ran stood up and faced the people all over the mountains.

"Fathers and fellow villagers, the brothers who died in the war have not taken revenge, and they are unwilling! They're asking me to avenge them, kill! ”

He was deliberately directing the minds of the people of Akagi.

"Kill!" Qin Wang's guards roared in unison.

"Kill!" The people of the whole city shouted in unison.

On the side of the prisoners of war who were about to be killed, a hundred sergeants quickly walked out, dragged the prisoners of war who had long been paralyzed on the ground a few steps forward, pressed their backs, and made them kneel neatly facing Valhalla.

A hundred Akagi soldiers unsheathed their swords and lined up to the side of these prisoners of war.

I saw a small school flag waving.

The Akagi soldiers pulled the killer card from the prisoner's neck, raised the knife above their heads with both hands, and then swung it cleanly.

"Click!" It was clear that a hundred people were killing, but it seemed that only one voice was being heard.

A hundred heads fell to the ground and rolled on the ground for several feet. A hundred corpses fell to the ground, blood spurting out from their necks, melting the snow on the ground.

Chen Cheng's head was also in these hundred heads, his eyes were still staring, and he was full of sorrow.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and the Akagi army, who had just finished killing, quietly lined up and walked away under the order, as if what they had just done was a trivial matter.

As soon as the first row of Akagi soldiers had finished, the second row of prisoners of war was brought up, and then another hundred Akagi soldiers, another hundred waist knives raised, another hundred human heads rolling on the ground, and another hundred corpses spraying blood.

Then came the third row, the fourth row。。。。。。

The Akagi soldiers silently led the people to their knees, cut off their heads, and turned to leave. The movements are smooth, without a trace of emotion, in rows, in batches, in an orderly manner, without a trace of panic, just like an extremely precise machine, completing their tasks without any difference.

At the beginning of the killing, the people of Chicheng County could still let out cheers and shout for relief, but as more and more people were killed, these cheers slowly became smaller and smaller, and when they reached the fifth or sixth platoon, the people were completely quiet, their eyes began to be full of fear, and their faces became extremely pale. These ordinary people, after fading from the grief and violence of the previous days, began to become weak and kind again, and some women began to pity those who were killed.

Huang Ming's prisoners of war were even more unbearable, looking at the rows of headless corpses lying neatly on the ground, these people were so frightened that they sat on the ground, and many people felt the warmth of stepping down. is only one line away, and they are just like those people, but at this time, they have no luck, and their hearts are filled with fear.