"I decided"

After being silent for a long time and struggling for a long time, Old Tang finally stood up, looked around at a few companions around him, and said his decision in a deep voice.

"These women and children can't be left behind, once our whereabouts are revealed, the price is too great for us to bear." Old Don's heart is still struggling. As if to convince himself, Old Tang explained intermittently but gritted his teeth.

"They must die."

After a long time, Old Tang's somewhat hoarse voice sounded, as if he had come out of the cold ice of Northrend after a lot of hardship, with a bit of coldness, exhaustion and madness. In the end, after some fierce struggle, Old Tang gritted his teeth and made this decision that made him feel ashamed.

The more than 200 warriors of the raid detachment had already stood around Lao Tang and a few people before they knew it. At this moment, these strong men also stood silently aside, quietly waiting for Old Tang's decision. When Old Tang finally said this conclusion, most of these warriors who did not frown their brows on the battlefield, fighting and fighting, and when they were really alive and dead, their breathing became short, their brows began to tighten, and their hands clenched their weapons, clenched and let go

"Goode, you can't do that, they, they're just unarmed women and children, they're not warriors! We're not those centaur scum either! A somewhat old and desolate voice sounded behind Old Tang, and a minotaur warrior with his left eye blocked by an eyepatch and a mutilated horn came behind Old Tang with a huge totem pole on his back. Some of their old but still solid bodies were covered with dense scars, which were clearly visible because they had taken off their heavy armor.

Gundru* Cracked Hoof, an old man who is old but still active on the battlefield, an old soldier who is a little stubborn and admits death, at this moment because he can't agree with Old Tang's decision, he came out of the crowd and said:

"Slaughter these women and children who have no ability to resist? Goode! This decision will bring your title of 'Titan Force' to shame! You are turning your back on the glory of a warrior! You're looking up to the centaur dregs! ”

The old man's urgent and angry rebuke resounded throughout the wild boar man camp, and the angry roar shook everyone, and their ears hurt. Gundru* Splithoof is a senior and senior, and as an eighth-order warrior, the totem pole in his hand once did not know how many centaur invaders' brains were smashed on the battlefield. Many young people who have just entered the battlefield have been taken care of by him, and even many warriors owe the life of this amiable and respectable old man who is covered with scars.

Old man, he has been on the battlefield and in the barracks for many years. With his merits and qualifications, he was more than enough to be an Overseer, and many of the Minotaur high-ranking people, including Kane and Hamuel, had begged him to take up high positions. But the old man Gundrew has always stubbornly thought that his wisdom is average, not that material, he can't be such a big official, and he won't obey death. is still fighting on the front line as a first-class sergeant major, teaching those recruits who are still reckless and immature in his eyes every day, teaching his battlefield experience, and teaching these young people how to kill the enemy on the battlefield to save their lives.

This old man has escaped death from the battlefield countless times. Almost all his life was dedicated to the barracks, to the Minotaur tribe. Many of his old friends and the minotaurs who had been taken care of by him had tried to persuade him to take a back seat and live in his old age and not to linger on the dangerous battlefield. But every time, the stubborn old man sternly refused on the grounds that the crisis of the minotaur had not been resolved, and his old bones could still carry the totem pole to fight.

"Without my teachings, those recruits, I don't know how many, would have lost their lives in the first battle! Wait, when we settle down, I'll retire and find a place to raise a few Kodo beasts. These are the words that this venerable old man often puts on his lips, and his plain words are imbued with the sense of responsibility of a Shuharu veteran.

This veteran soldier with a low official rank and not the best strength has an unparalleled prestige among the Minotaur troops, and many of the warriors who once fought under him have now grown into figures who can take charge on their own. Those Minotaurs who had been cared for by him and worked with the old man affectionately called this amiable and respectable living fossil of the military camp "old man", and respected and loved him like his father. It is the legendary aunt of Lao Tang who has always been unruly and has eyes above the top, Magassa * Terror Totem, who also respects the old man, and respectfully holds the nephew in front of the old man.

But now, it is such a prestigious old soldier who can't agree with Old Tang's decision, stands up and speaks righteously, and reprimands this Old Tang fiercely. Hopefully, Don can retract his decision and reconsider.

At this moment, Old Tang heard the heart-wrenching and lesson of the old man behind him, and his heart was already full of bitterness. How could he wish he had become a butcher stained with the blood of innocents? As an ordinary person who grew up in a peaceful era, he respects life more than anyone here. But he couldn't bear it even more, because of his own decision-making mistakes, the failure of the entire plan, and the disasters and sacrifices brought to the entire Minotaur tribe.

"Old man, I have no other way, the whole plan cannot be allowed to fail, and we Shuharu cannot afford any more losses. If we don't kill these boar people, we may be greeted by a complete disaster."

"I, the Titan Power* Terror Totem, have sworn in the name of Mother Earth that I will do everything in my power to lead Shuharu to prosperity and will do everything in my power to prevent all people from being sacrificed! I swore by it! No more people will be ruined and their wives separated! I will never allow the entire Shuharu tribe to be in danger again! For my oath, for the sake of the Shuharu tribe! I had no choice! ”

"This is a war, a war for the survival of the whole of Shuharu, and we cannot afford to be soft-hearted. For the sake of victory in this war, I cannot be soft-hearted, I have no choice. If what I have done today has made me turn my back on the glory of a warrior, I will be ashamed of the title of 'Titan Force', and I will even be spurned and reviled by others, even if I will be saddled with the disgraceful title of executioner, butcher, and demon for it! For the sake of Shuharu, I have no regrets! ”

Old Tang's tone changed from low and confused at the beginning, to gradually becoming more crazy and intense, until the end, it was full of high-pitched and firm, categorical and unhesitating.

"Old man, I have no choice. For the future of Shuharu! They must die. ”

"But today, here, there will only be one weapon stained with shame and blood! There will only be one executioner of shame! There will only be one butcher who turns his back on the glory of the warrior! That's me, Good's Titan Power Terror Totem! This shameful massacre will be done by me alone! ”

Old Tang said in a heavy tone, picked up the Oberline* Soul Splitting Sword in his hand, and walked slowly but firmly towards the boar people, women and children on the side.

Looking at Old Tang's firm figure and loud words, the old man Gundrew * Split Hoof, stunned and didn't know what to do, sighed heavily, carried the totem pole on his back, pushed away the crowd, and walked towards the gate of the wild boar man camp with a gloomy face. He knew that this junior he had always liked was right, but he really couldn't tolerate witnessing the fall of a warrior full of honor and raising a butcher's knife at the innocent!

"Hey, when is this damn war going to end?" The old man, who was gradually moving away, muttered to himself a little distractedly.

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Looking at the group of wild boar women and children with pleading and hateful looks on their faces in front of him, Old Tang's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth, raised his knife and cut off the head of the wild boar woman in front, scarlet blood, with a plop, spurted out from his neck, sprinkled Old Tang's face, and the stinky blood flowed on the armor and slowly coagulated.

The blood of this shame was sprinkled all over his body, making Lao Tang completely crazy, like a demon from hell, enchanted, rushing into the crowd and killing wantonly, for a time the ground was covered with blood and mutilated bodies.

Looking at Old Tang, like a crazy slaughter of wild boar people, women and children in the crowd, the younger brother Anak, who was a little hesitant on the side, carefully savored his brother's oath, his eyes gradually firmed, put aside all scruples, without saying a word, he also picked up a battle axe and rushed into the crowd, killing these wild boar people, women and children.

When Old Tang felt the abnormality around him, he woke up from his madness, and when he turned around, he saw that his violent bull brother also killed the crowd, killing the wild boar man who was powerless to resist. The violent cow grinned at the corners of his mouth, smiled at Old Tang with some ugliness and bitterness, and shouted:

"Brother, we are brothers! No matter what, I'll stand by you! Even if I am spurned and called a butcher, I am with my brother! Hey, Glory to the Warriors? If you lose it in killing these boar people, you can kill them again from the battlefield! For the future of Shuharu! I have no regrets! ”

Listening to his brother's warm support and looking at his brother's firmness, Lao Tang's heart was full of emotion, no matter whether this decision was right or wrong, whether he was a butcher or not, at least, he was not alone!

"For the future of Shuharu!" Old Tang strengthened his decision, raised his sword and roared, venting the depression in his heart.

Watching the crazy behavior of the two brothers of Lao Tang, listening to the roar of Lao Tang, more than a dozen warriors of the terrifying totem clan no longer hesitated, and stepped out of the crowd, and then more and more warriors from different clans and different tribes, one after another, put aside their pity, clenched the weapons in their hands, rushed into the wild boar people, women and children, and started killing. Just like the violent cow Anak said, whether they are called butchers or not, whether they have lost the honor of the warrior or not, for the sake of the future of the whole Shuharu, they have no regrets. At this moment, they are not only comrades-in-arms who live and die together, but also brothers who share honor and disgrace!

"For the future of Shuharu!" These minotaur warriors, at this moment, put aside all their burdens, let go of all hesitation, and shouted for the same belief to become the butcher of sin! But they firmly believe that for the sake of the whole community, they have no regrets!

Looking at the cruel scene in front of him, looking at the soldiers of the raid detachment, the crazy and determined figures, and the bloody hooves of Bane *, who stood silently on the side, sighed with some pain and relief, and let go of the tangled mood. The brave and wise man made the wisest decision that he clearly understood, but could not bravely undertake.

At this moment, Bane Bloodhoof finally understood where the gap was between himself and the Tide Titan Power Terror Totem, who had been praised by his father and clansmen. It's not strength, it's not resourcefulness, it's a brave and strong heart, a firm belief that you can give up everything you have for your people! It's the kind of personality charm that can lead everyone around you, put aside all scruples, and dedicate all your strength to the race!

Coming out of the confusion, Bane *Bloodhoof, who was also determined, clenched the totem pole in his hand like everyone else, followed in the footsteps of others, and shouted:

"For the future of Shuharu!"

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Not too satisfied

When I wrote this chapter, I have been brewing love xù~~~ I want to write about the complex and tangled struggles of Old Tang! After all, as a modern human soul, in the face of defenseless old and weak women and children, he really can't wield a butcher's knife, that is an intelligent life, and it is not a centaur with a deep hatred of blood! But if you don't kill them, many relatives and friends will die because of it. Will you struggle? For example, if there is an invading Japanese army in front of me, I will definitely fight with him and him to the end without hesitation, even if it ends up together! But if it is an innocent child, a child from another country who has no grudges, and looks at you with big eyes so innocently, the vast majority of people who still have a conscience will not be able to do it, after all, we are not those beasts - ourselves! Now there are many such women and children, because of your plan, into such a situation, if you don't kill them, your relatives and friends, your people will be separated and ruined because of their wives and families, are you also struggling like the old Tang? I don't know what everyone thinks, but if I were in such a situation, I would rather fight to the death with ten enemy troops than kill a child easily.

I can only say that it is good to live in a peaceful world! May there be peace in the world!

ps: It's snowing heavily at home today, and the class reunion has been postponed~~~ This is more served today