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If it weren't for what Xuanyuan Chen saw with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that there would be such a terrifying place in the territory of the Han Empire, which is known as a civilized country.

Xuanyuan Chen led eight hundred cavalry through a half-moon march, and finally arrived at the jurisdiction of Jiannan Dao, and what he saw along the way made him feel like he was in the ghost domain.

What he saw was a land devoid of life, and most of the remainder were scrawny, starved corpses except for those who had been killed.

Although the weather was cold, his heart was even colder, the cold that emanated from the depths of his heart.

Passing through a village, Xuanyuan Chen smelled the stench at the entrance of the village, and walked in to see, the corpses in the village were mostly old people and young children, but there were also adult men and women, among whom the women were all unclothed, and their expressions were extremely painful, which showed the terrible situation suffered before death.

Xishan Road is at the border, the land is barren, and the sand and dust are accompanied all the year round, and the people's life is naturally very difficult, but compared with Jiannan Road, it is simply a paradise, a fairyland on earth.

This kind of death in the village, even if someone can endure it, believes that they do not want to stay for long.

After Xuanyuan Chen ordered the corpses in the village to be buried, he immediately planned to leave this ghost place with eight hundred cavalry and find a place where he could stay for a long time.

But before he could leave the village, he heard the scout who was exploring the way ahead report back: "Lord Wang, there is a ...... on the edge of the creek outside the village" Halfway through his speech, his expression looked extremely struggling, and it was full of intense grief and indignation.

Xuanyuan Chen frowned slightly, did not continue to ask, but left the village, and soon arrived at the small river that the scout pointed to.

The creek is actually a flowing stream, which should be clear and translucent, but now it is filthy.

It wasn't the mud and sand, it was the scarlet blood.

The blood-colored stream was full of corpses, and next to the stream, there were more than 100 human heads neatly arranged, the blood had not yet coagulated, and the frightened faces were particularly shocking.

Xuanyuan Chen slowly closed his eyes, and his right hand couldn't help but hold on the hilt, the blade was already half an inch out of the sheath, exuding a cold sword glow in the sun.

But although the sword is strong, it can't hide a pair of eyes that are sharper than the blade.

Xuanyuan Chen now wants to kill people, kill those beasts whose human lives are like mustard.

The murderous aura in Leng Junao's eyes was not inferior to Xuanyuan Chen, his cold eyes swept over the pile of heads, and said faintly: "Morality is degraded, people are no longer human, and enlightenment has become a joke, only by killing to remove all filth, so that innocent beings can be reborn in the baptism of death."

Xuanyuan Chen listened quietly, only to feel a wave of anger rushing to his face.

Jiannan Road is in chaos, completely out of order, the hungry people have become chaotic people, robbers, the land they have plundered, and the locust plague is not much worse, if ordinary people can't enter the county town protected by high walls, then in the wilderness in addition to starvation, there are only two possibilities: being killed and being coerced.

Hunger has made many people crazy, but once people are crazy, it is difficult to return to the past, some people just to survive at the beginning to burn and loot, but the pleasure of burning and looting will soon destroy people's conscience, so one by one the peasants holding hoes have become butchers with knives and guns.

Butchers don't kill for wealth, they kill for the sake of killing.

And with the birth of one butcher after another, Jiannan Dao is one step closer to hell.

Unless order is restored, the shadow of death will forever hover over Jiannan Dao and over every ordinary person living in Jiannan Dao.

With a crisp knife roar, Xuanyuan Chen suddenly drew his knife and slashed, as if he wanted to smash the shadow of death.

At this time, there was a scout in front of him who reported: "Lord Wang, twenty miles to the southwest, there are traces of a large group of people and horses." As soon as the scout finished speaking, he checked Zuo Kui, who was in the pile of human heads, and said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, the blood stains have not dried yet, it seems that the thieves who slaughtered the village have not gone far." As he spoke, he had an eager expression.

Zuo Kui is very belligerent, and his running for half a month has made his war knife hungry and thirsty, and it can only be satisfied by being soaked in blood, and now there is such an opportunity.

Xuanyuan Chen was silent for a moment, his eyes shrank suddenly, and the war knife in his hand waved vigorously: "Catch up!"

With an order, the eight hundred cavalry quickly gathered, but someone suddenly shouted: "There are still living people here!"

A few soldiers stood around a dry well, Xuanyuan Chen dismounted and walked over, looked down, and saw a little girl in a floral cloth dress lying in the corner of the bottom of the well.

The girl was gray-faced, only seven or eight years old at most, and had a pair of beautiful big eyes, but at this time her eyes were full of horror, and she was obviously greatly frightened.

Xuanyuan Chen's heart hurt, regardless of the obstruction of the soldiers around him, resolutely took off his armor, and slowly climbed down along the wall of the well.

However, it didn't take long for her to escape the torment of fear.

Xuanyuan Chen climbed to the bottom of the well, and after comforting her softly, he slapped the little girl's neck with a palm, knocking her unconscious on the spot.

The soldiers on the dry well tied a few reins together and threw them to the bottom of the well, Xuanyuan Chen tied the reins to his body, and after picking up the little girl with both hands, he was pulled out of the well by the soldiers.

Leng Junao glanced at the little girl, shook his head slightly, and said, "She is alive, maybe it is more painful than dead."

Xuanyuan Chen gently wiped the dirt off the little girl's face, and said softly: "As long as you live, there will always be a day when you forget the pain." With that, he put the little girl on horseback and jumped up again.

Leng Junao didn't speak again, and came to Xuanyuan Chen's side, with an extra piece of clothing in his hand that he got out of nowhere, and draped it on the little girl's body.

The moment he put on his clothes, the ice in his eyes faintly melted, and there was a little more rare tenderness.

The group left the village and followed the trail of the scouts until they came to the bottom of a mountain, where the scout pointed to the way up and said, "That group of men is on this mountain."

Xuanyuan Chen looked up and found that the mountain road was rugged and narrow, and the slope was very high, which was not conducive to the passage of war horses, and if he wanted to go up the mountain, the eight hundred cavalry would be limited by the terrain and could only become a long column, and the width was only enough for three people at most.

In this way, if you are intercepted from the front, it will be difficult for the people behind to support.

Zuo Kui touched his head, a pair of tiger eyes showed a look of annoyance, and said: "This road is not easy to walk, as long as the thieves put a few boulders on the mountain road, it will be difficult for us to take a step forward."

Xuanyuan Chen's face was solemn, but there was a bit of special look in his eyes.

Suddenly, more than a dozen people ran down the mountain road, all holding weapons, but the weapons included knives, guns, sticks, and even a strong man carrying a guillotine.

Obviously, this is a gang of rogues who are kings of the mountains, and they are also a group of rabble.

One of the small bosses, who looked like a rogue, came out of the crowd, craned his neck and grinned, "Which one is in charge?" What are you doing in my Dragon King Village? ”

Xuanyuan Chen pressed down with one hand, signaling his subordinates to be calm.

On the way to Jiannan Road, Xuanyuan Chen, in order to hide people's eyes, ordered everyone, including himself, to take off the standard armor of the big man on his body, and only wore civilian clothes to show in front of people.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Chen was worried about startling the snake, so he ordered most of the men and horses to hide five miles away, leaving only a hundred people around him, believing that in the face of a hundred people, the thieves on the mountain should not be too wary.

The little leader really didn't realize that the danger was approaching, and looked at the war horses under the crotches of Xuanyuan Chen and more than 100 others with envious eyes, and asked, "Why don't you speak, are you dumb?"

Xuanyuan Chen sneered in his heart, but a modest smile appeared on his lips, and said, "We are from the Changfeng Dart Bureau, and we have come to join the mountain kings."

A hint of joy flashed on the little leader's face, he looked Xuanyuan Chen up and down, and asked, "Is this true?"

Xuanyuan Chen squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "If this young master doesn't believe it, I am willing to go up the mountain with the brothers in the dart game to meet the master of Longwang Village."

The little leader did not dare to slack off, said to wait, and hurried to the mountain.

Xuanyuan Chen glanced at the back of the little leader leaving, and then looked at the steep mountain road in front of him, and let out an intoxicated voice in his mouth: "What a good place!"

Leng Junao said lightly when he heard this: "Since it's a good place, then you don't have to go."

Xuanyuan Chen said softly: "Brother Leng's words are exactly what I want!"

The two of them glanced at each other, and a chuckle came out of their mouths, and the laughter was quickly drowned out by the howling mountain wind, but it could not drown out the thick killing aura in it......