For the army that is out on the march, once the commander says the word "shoot and kill", then the premise is no longer important, just shoot and kill. So this marginalized army www.biquge.info massacres were carried out on the spot in the densely populated areas of the occupied territories.

Once the killing begins, its brutality only intensifies and it quickly spirals out of control. The soldiers began to search house to house, in squads, and they snatched everything that was useful or seemed useful, and slaughtered every house at the slightest resistance, and the small village was screaming in a terrible manner.

The soldier who was aroused to the beast will cut off even the hand of the mistress for a tin ring, and will throw a reluctant child to the ground in order to take away a pig. The brutal slaughter had accumulated a lot of adrenaline, and soon the screams of women in the village were heard again.

Unable to stay at home any longer, they fled their homes and began to run out of the village, so the slaughter turned into a "hunt", with well-trained soldiers mounted on horseback and began to chase and kill. Vivas sat at the door of the village chief's house, listening to the screams in his ears, his face gloomy and terrible, and Vielan sat opposite him, his face still as calm as water.

"Bring pen and paper, I'm going to write a military report." Vivas said suddenly.

The frightened little orderly hurriedly stepped forward, tremblingly took out a pen and paper from his satchel and spread it out in front of Vivas.

"Calm down!" Vivas scolded angrily, and the little orderly shuddered in fright, and subconsciously took a step back and stood upright.

Vivas snorted, grabbed his pen and began to write a report.

The screams in his ears did not stop for a moment, and Vivas composed himself and wrote the first paragraph:

The people of Stormgard were brutal, loyal to the former royal family of Stormgard, and resisted the rule of the League, and our army was attacked on an organized scale in the first village. The battle is fierce now, but under the powerful blows of the soldiers, the tide of the battle is tilting in our favor.

At this point, Vivas stopped his pen and began to deliberate on his words. A disheveled maiden ran past him, was nailed into the back of the heart by a feathered arrow, and fell to the ground weakly.

Vivas thought of the words and lowered his head to continue writing, and the dying girl was grabbed by a soldier and dragged behind a nearby haystack.

The little orderly was already shaking and couldn't stand anymore, his face was pale, his lips were bruised, and sweat was pouring down like rain. Looking down, Vivas continued:

The fear of the villagers has been combined into an army, and our army will fight all the way deep into the hinterland to completely crush their resistance! Vows to press down......

The more he looked at it, the more blurry it became, and the little orderly shook and finally fainted to the ground.

At the same moment, Cheng Xiaotian, who had been sitting alone in pranayama, suddenly had a heart palpitation for no reason and opened his eyes.

At the other end, Durandon was sleeping with his staff on his back, occasionally snickering at the corner of his mouth, as if he was dreaming. A hand pressed on his shoulder and began to push hard until it shook him awake.

opened his eyes dissatisfied, and Cheng Xiaotian's face appeared in front of him, startling Derlandon. At this time, Cheng Xiaotian's face was sallow, his eyes were haggard, and his lips were blue, as if he was seriously ill.

"Derlandon, we, may have made a big mistake!" Cheng Xiaotian took a step back and straightened up, and said with a solemn face.

Somewhat inexplicable, Derlandon got up and lifted his staff.

Cheng Xiaotian shook his head, motioned for him not to speak, and yelled behind him: "Deputy Commander Lan Ya!"

"In!"

Lan Ya answered, trotted over from the forest, and was immediately shocked when she saw Cheng Xiaotian's face clearly. She and "Cheng Xiaotian" grew up together since childhood, they can be described as childhood sweethearts, and they have never seen his face so terrible, even during the fierce battle in the Arathi Basin.

"Young master, what's wrong with you......" Lan Ya lost her mind, shouted out her customary name again, and subconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Cheng Xiaotian's cheek.

She thought Cheng Xiaotian was sick.

Cheng Xiaotian took another step back, dodged Lan Ya's hand, pursed his lips tightly, and then ordered in a hoarse voice, "You immediately move to the southwest of the forest and stand by, stationed near Yushan Town, I have to go back and take a look." ”

"Go back? Where to go back? What to see? Lan Ya retracted her hand, and her face began to look ugly, but she didn't know what was wrong.

Cheng Xiaotian didn't answer, he shook his head, took a step back, the sword qi on his body suddenly erupted, and with a sharp roar, he rose from the ground, rushed through the dense canopy, and flew to the south instead.

"My lord, what's wrong with him?" Durandon still hasn't figured out what's going on.

Lan Ya shook her head and said she didn't know, but she knew that something big must have happened.

"All the army assembled!" Lanya shouted sharply, and immediately there was the sound of shouting and running in the forest.

Lan Ya turned over her war horse, pulled the reins, and the war horse circled and ordered loudly: "The whole army obeys the order, immediately march to the southwest, and prepare for battle!"

The army was pulled out, and Cheng Xiaotian flew south alone, and the throbbing in his heart has not calmed down until now. It had never been like this before, he didn't know what was going on, but something must have happened!

Cheng Xiaotian, who was anxious, accelerated desperately, like a fighter jet crossing the sky, with a long wake behind him, and the sound of breaking the air was deafening and resounding through the sky. In just an hour, he was back in his first village.

rushed into front of the village chief Lancaster's house, the sword light exploded, and Cheng Xiaotian appeared. Before he could take a closer look, a disgusting bloody aura was blowing in the wind, and it couldn't be dispersed at all.

Cheng Xiaotian turned around and looked around, and suddenly felt dizzy, and there was no blood on his face. I saw that the village was full of broken corpses, spread all over the ground, the men's heads were cut off, the children were all killed, and the women were even more ragged, apparently they had suffered **** before they died.

Silence, without a single human voice, as if even the village itself had been killed.

"Is there anyone else?" Cheng Xiaotian shouted, his voice trembling a little.

The only thing that answered him was the sound of whimpering.

Cheng Xiaotian was shocked, his body was numb, and he was instantly overwhelmed by fear. He doesn't know how many life-and-death battles he has experienced, and he never knows how to write the word "afraid", but now he is afraid, afraid of death, and trembling with fear.

"Is there anything else alive?!" Cheng Xiaotian raised his voice and shouted again, already crying.

There was still no response, but the wind was louder, like a ghost crying wolf.

Cheng Xiaotian grabbed his hair in despair, sat down on the ground, and muttered, "How can this be?" ”

At this moment, riding the wind, a coughing sound that seemed to be there came, and Cheng Xiaotian raised his head suddenly, his eyes suddenly condensed. The next moment, his body came out close to the ground, slammed open a door, and plunged directly into it.

The bloody atmosphere inside the door was even thicker, and in the corner of the wall, a large pile of broken bodies was piled up, all facing down. Thick plasma poured down from the pile of corpses, pooled together, and flowed all the way to the door.

Cheng Xiaotian stepped over, grabbed the top corpse and turned it out, the corpse was covered with blood, and he didn't leave his hand. Cheng Xiaotian didn't dare to be disturbed, his movements were very light and slow.

The first corpse was opened, it was supposed to be the male host, and then the hostess's body was opened, and below, there was a young girl.

The girl was in the flower season, wearing a blood-stained skirt with a slender figure, but when Cheng Xiaotian turned over the corpse, she felt extremely heavy.

When the girl's upper body was pulled apart, Cheng Xiaotian's pupils suddenly dilated, and he saw a pair of eyes wide open in the dark red below, revealing a pair of dull whites. (To be continued.) )