Different from the chaotic Xixia Palace, the bombardment of Xingqing by the three thousand iron cavalry led by Zhang Qing was probably just a cup of tea, and then the demons in the eyes of this group of Xixia people disappeared in front of their eyes like a lightning speed.

My name is Zhang Qing, the third day of leading the army to carry out His Majesty's mission, only these three days, I can't remember how many people I have killed, the war horse gallops, every time I pass a village and town, the steel knife in my hand will be like death to harvest the lives of the people of Xixia, I am a soldier, but also a general, the order I received is to slaughter, without any emotional color, just yesterday evening, it was probably a time to eat, the people in the town, after a busy day, are washing vegetables and washing rice in front of their own doors, The children were playing and running happily in the wide streets, which was one of the towns we came across on the march, and it was because it was about to be the target of our attack. In the frightened shouts of the people of the town, ours appeared in front of their eyes, the mortars roared wantonly, the town was surrounded by my soldiers on all sides except the south side, east, west and north, after a round of bombardment, I led the troops into the town, watching the soldiers slaughter the unarmed people with impunity, I don't know if this is right or wrong, dirty war, sad war, but if the empire needs it, I will choose war. Looking at their innocent backs, I can't stop slaughtering everything in front of me, because if I don't kill them, they will kill the people of my Great Song Dynasty. The knights on the horse brandished their swords, and with the galloping horses, the blades gently slashed through the necks of the people in the run, and the blood constantly brought up by the steel knives was accompanied by the heads full of frightened light. I saw a mother with her son who was only six or seven years old in her arms, her eyes were full of fear and tears, but the eyes of the little boy were full of hatred and unforgettable, "Kill them" I beat my horse past them, and commanded my soldiers, only to hear a cry of sorrow, I did not look back, because Your Majesty said that the great hero of any country will become the demon king of fear of another country, and when Your Majesty said that day he would lead us to become the conquerors of the world, I have known it ever since, the killing will follow the iron hooves of the Great Song Dynasty, and go far away.

With an undamaged 3,000 cavalry, he galloped out from the south side of the town. Seeing the cavalry rushing over, the eyes of those people were instantly filled with despair. Zhang Qing and his knights did not slow down at all, they raised their hips and hunched their waists, raised their sabers, and launched a charge. After a charge, the knights were left with only corpses on the ground

The camera pans to Lin Chong

When the bright moon was in the sky, Lin Chong rubbed the blood on the knife on the dead body, and then put the knife back into its sheath

"Are there any living people?"

"There is no general in sight."

"Burn this village, let's go."

By the moonlight, Lin Chong looked at the detailed map of Xixia provided by the CIA, and said to the two centurions under him: "Since the previous trip twenty miles is Yinzhou, and ten miles in front of us is another village, kill them, our mission tonight is completed, here is only fifty miles away from Yinzhou, their cavalry will arrive here within half an hour, remember to be fast, if we can't kill them all within three incense sticks, I will immediately retreat into the jungle and go." ”

"Yes, General"

When they arrived in that village, the entire village was packing up and preparing to flee

"Open the gun"

With a simple command, the muzzle of the artillery cannon spewed out tongues of fire that terrified the soldiers and civilians of Western Xia. All the villagers are still packing their bags in a panic, preparing to leave the village that has lived for half their lives but is about to be melted by the flames of war. It's a pity that most of them have no possibility of leaving, because Hua Wolf has already arrived

"Stop the shelling and go into the village," Lin Chong said to his soldiers as he drew his sword

Under the white light of the moonlight, black figures, like ghosts and ghosts, quickly and silently slipped into this small village in turmoil

The soldiers with their swords in their hands and their faces painted with mud could not see his expression clearly, but their bright eyes were shining with bloodthirsty light, and they slaughtered wantonly

"Uncle, please don't kill me, my father and mother are dead, please let me go," a little boy begged on his knees, he didn't get what he wanted. Behind the Hua Wolf soldier who turned away, the eyes that looked at the sky with infinite nostalgia were gone, only the bright red blood that kept flowing from his neck was grumbling at him

The fire kept burning from the village, looking at the village that was constantly burning in front of him and gradually turning into ruins, Lin Chong's thoughts flew, this is war, dirty war, sad war, but, when the empire needs it, I will choose war