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Chapter 41, Huining's destruction miè

Huining, the capital of the Jin Kingdom, on the shore of the Tiger Water, ushered in its destruction without warning on the last day of the year.

Black smoke billowed out, the sound of killing was all over the sky, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers.

Stepping on the snow and corpses everywhere, countless people who spoke different languages and dressed in different clothes fought in Huining City.

Swords and guns are intertwined with the human body, singing cruel poems written in flesh and blood.

Deadly smoke and flames, mixed with all kinds of roars and screams, echoed over the streets.

After just half a day of fighting, the city was devastated, and the inside and outside of the palace were stained with smoke and blood, and the thick blood stained the snow. Tens of thousands of corpses, like haphazard stacks of hay, were lined up in the narrow alleys, intertwined and intertwined—some gritting their teeth and hideous faces, as if they had exhausted the last ounce of strength in their lives. Some of them have strange serene faces, as if they are dying......

After breaking up the last bit of organized resistance of the Jurchen warriors in the city, the red-eyed rebel slaves continued to roam every street and alley of Hoeryeong, waging the most brutal revenge on the Jurchens who oppressed them, smashing down every intact house, killing the old men and men, and dragging the women into the streets to ravage them...... And the fighting strength of the Jurchens has basically exhausted after repeated heavy losses.

- The number of Jurchens in this city was originally only about the same as that of slaves of various ethnic groups in the suburbs. Because the army is fighting all year round, there are not many men left behind. More than half of them were put down by anesthetic gas and have not yet recovered. The last small group of Jurchen warriors who still maintained their combat effectiveness suffered heavy casualties in the previous battle against the palace...... With only the remaining old and weak women and children, they can't fight these red-eyed slaves!

Even if they can't be called an army at all, they can only be called a bunch of unorganized and undisciplined thugs.

However, the prisoners of war of all ethnic groups, who are full of hatred and hatred, will definitely not be merciful because of this, and will only take the opportunity to intensify their revenge!

“…… This mansion looks very magnificent, I heard that it is still a royal mansion...... Keep your eyes open! Don't fall for the ambush! ”

Liu Sheng, the former commander of the Great Song Dynasty Forbidden Army and the current leader of the rebel slaves, struggled to split a sturdy wooden door with an axe, and at the same time reminded his followers behind him. Then he carefully raised the shield he had just snatched, dodged an oncoming arrow, and rushed in.

And a group of former Great Song Dynasty forbidden officers and soldiers who were used as slaves by the Jin Dynasty also took all kinds of weapons they had just found, such as unpainted horn bows, wooden bows, half-new horizontal knives, as well as Orion's iron forks, farmers' grass rakes, etc., followed Liu Sheng and rushed in, ready to kill.

However, the resistance of the Jurchens was far weaker than expected, and in the huge mansion, only a middle-aged man in a leather robe was in the courtyard with a spear and a hunting bow, desperately fighting against the hordes of raiders who broke into their homes......

Due to the disparity in numbers between the two sides, after a few moments of fighting, the owner of the mansion was cut off from his right hand with a gun, and was struck in the abdomen with an axe, and collapsed in the stomach. Warm blood splattered the snow, and the crimson bloomed like a poignant flower.

However, for a while, he could not die, and could only lie on the ground, watching as the lowly Song slaves robbed him of all the money he had amassed over the years, even though it had been stolen from the Song Dynasty, and watched them rape his wife and daughter in public, and watched his mother, an old lady who had fallen asleep from an overdose of anesthetic gas, dragged out and smashed her head...... It wasn't until the familiar moans of the women, hoarse and inaudible, that he lost consciousness from excessive bleeding in the midst of extreme anger and hatred......

And on the streets of Huining, outside the walls of this mansion, they have fallen into a purgatory of blood, fire and tyranny, and from time to time a disheveled woman screams and runs out of the half-collapsed house, and then is chased by another group of equally disheveled men roaring or giggling, pressing down against the wall, and then dragging back with their heads, or regardless of the cold, they strip their clothes on the spot and take turns to dry. Others howled wildly through the streets, excitedly dancing strings of gold, silver and precious stones on the heads of their guns, shining in the sunlight and firelight...... At several intersections near the outskirts of the city, countless gold and silver vessels stained with flesh and ashes had been piled up into small mountains.

- The whole city has become a sea of fire and blood, everywhere is filled with smoke, everywhere there are corpses in disarray, everywhere there are thugs fighting, everywhere there are wails...... All the alien slaves were red-eyed, regardless of race and identity, and all joined the ranks of the crazy atrocities, only knowing that they would try their best to slash and kill any Jurchen who dared to resist, and then continue to go on a rampage.

Endless chaos, death and destruction, and a raging fire, are the only leitmotif of this new year.

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By the night of this day, Guo Jing, Yue Fei and Han Shizhong had already taken their small troops of the Song army, escorted the captured Emperor of Jin, and withdrew to the outskirts of Huining to camp and rest. But the rioting slaves, who had long since gone out of control, still looted and burned in the city with impunity, using all kinds of cruel and bloody methods, killing every Jurchen man they could find, and then hanging their horrific corpses on the courtyard walls and tree branches...... By the time they tossed into the evening, they had even dug out the grave of Jin Taizu's bones, trampling the bones and burial goods to a mess.

For such a crazy cruel atrocity, the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Song Dynasty had no intention of stopping it, and there was no reason to stop it.

- Not to mention the camps and positions of the two sides, you must know that it was the Jurchens who were now being massacred, who swept away and burned the homes of these Khitans, Xi people, Bohai people, and Song people, killed their relatives and children, escorted them all the way to Huining, and treated them as two-legged animals, engaged in countless heavy labor, and almost every day people were exhausted to death. And he starves and freezes every day, and lives a life that is not as good as cattle and horses. They even endured all sorts of abuses and even killings—according to the cries of some survivors, the brutal Jurchen overseers were not humanitarian, and often hung disobedient or tired slaves from trees and whipped them to death, or cut off their hands and feet and threw them into the wilderness to serve as live bait for hunting wild wolves. They are even occasionally skinned with knives, human skulls are used to make pots, and minced meat is fed to dogs...... Driven by such unspeakable blood feuds, the first reaction of these slaves after breaking free from the shackles and cages was naturally a hundredfold revenge.

Therefore, in the face of the completely out of control chaos, Guo Jing just ordered to pull the descendants who could still command to the outskirts and stand by, and persuaded Doraemon, who couldn't stand up to this for a while and wanted to take action, and told this naïve machine qì cat, those seemingly ferocious and tyrannical rebel slaves, how they were tortured in this city...... So, Doraemon had to be silent, and after a long time, he sighed faintly:

“…… I have traveled to many civilizations and countries in many eras, and have witnessed countless **** and ****, wars and destruction, but I still feel very uncomfortable to see such a cruel scene of destruction again...... Of course, it is not that I am unaware of the suffering of these prisoner of war slaves, and it is not difficult to guess the sins of those slave owners...... However, can't human beings sit down and talk well, communicate with each other, understand each other, and avoid conflicts and misunderstandings, but must only hold all kinds of hatred, face each other with swords, and rely on force again and again to divide a superior victory? ”

-- A typical Japanese pacifist mentality, who believes that as long as you communicate well, you don't have to go to war...... The problem is that this is so naïve!

“…… There's no way, Mr. Doraemon, naïve ideas like mutual understanding and avoiding conflict can only be said in times of peace, and no one may believe it. Hatred has never been the real source of war, but only a pretext for it. Again, the choice between war and peace cannot be determined by the will of an individual, but only by the needs of society as a whole. When society is generally war-weary, it is naturally unjust to blindly provoke war. But when the whole social atmosphere is expecting war, the pursuit of peace against the will of the people is also spurned.

Even the savior had to adapt to the laws of this era, and in this cruel age full of violence, the weak have no rights, not even the right to cry. The only right and duty of the weak is to be enslaved and dominated by the strong. Communication and exchange between the strong and the weak will not solve the problem at all. How can the stolen person understand the helplessness of the thief, and how can the victim understand the distress of the murderer? ”

Guo Jing shrugged his shoulders and replied, "...... War is not necessarily ugly, and peace is not necessarily beautiful. In the history of our country, there have been many disgraceful and hopeless peaces, and people with lofty ideals have decided that it is better to fight a war than to maintain that so-called peace...... Natural selection and the law of the jungle are the laws of evolution in nature, and they are not exempt from the vulgar when applied to human beings. The world of absolute pacifism can only be the dream of idealists. The only thing we can do in this cold world is to try not to become weakling......"

At the same time, Wang Qiu frowned, watching rows of colorful handwriting scroll quickly on the Book of Travel:

“…… Conquer and destroy the capital of the Jin Kingdom, destroy the source of the Jurchens, and gain 15oo reward points;

Capture Jin Taizong's Wanyan Wu begging to buy and get 1ooo reward points;

Kill Jin Xizong and get 5oo reward points;

mistakenly killed a high-ranking prisoner of war Tianzuo Emperor Yelu Yanxi of Liao State and obtained 5oo reward points;

Kill the King of Hailing and get 25o bonus points;

……

The Huining raid is officially over, and a total of 435oo reward points have been obtained. ”

Looking at the last line of the summary statistics on the "Book of Crossing", Wang Qiu couldn't help but feel worried.

- Compared with the battle of Bianliang, which was very refreshing, the reward points gained from this raid on the battle of Huining were much less.

What's even worse is that the Song-Jin War has basically ended by now. Right now, even the Gyeonggi of the Jin Kingdom was burned to the ground by a black tiger, but he still didn't get the 50,000 reward points that allowed Professor Guo to get out of this space...... Where should the remaining 65oo points go?

Alas, it's so hard to know what to do!

A cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew in his face, interrupting Wang Qiu's chaotic thoughts and making him can't help but sneeze.

In the sky above the city not far away, the raging fire burned even more violently, dyeing the clouds in the night sky with a bewitching crimson, as if the gorgeous sunset reappeared in the world again, and like the red lotus of the last days...... What a bloody New Year that burns everything!

Looking at the cruel night scene in a daze for a while, Wang Qiu scratched his head, paced to Guo Jing's side with a little hesitation, and opened his mouth with a cough.

“…… Professor Guo, unfortunately, even after successfully completing this operation, we still couldn't scrape together the 50,000 reward points you need. He said sincerely, "...... But no matter what, I still want to say to you, Happy New Year! Wishing you all the best in the new year! ”

“…… Well. For this bad news, Guo Jing couldn't help but be silent for a moment, as if he was organizing his thoughts and words, but he still couldn't think of how to express it anyway, and finally had to sigh softly and replied: "...... Well, I wish you a Happy New Year as well! ”

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ps: A small complaint about the battlefield in Iraq: "Terrorists are really raised by the United States"

In recent days, the Syrian rebel Isis born out of al-Qaeda has continued to conquer the city in Iraq, and the suburbs of Baghdad have been turned into a battlefield, but US President Barack Obama has blocked Iran from sending troops to support Iraq to counter the insurgency, while denouncing the Syrian government army's air strikes and bombing IsIs as "undermining regional peace", and finally providing $500 million in military aid to the Syrian rebels, lest their military spending will not be enough.

Although, according to Obama's rhetoric, the $500 million is for the "moderates". But the liberal forces that had been fighting with government forces on the western coast of Syria have long since declined, and IsIs, which controls a quarter of eastern Syria, has become the absolute main force of the rebels. Even if there are still a few small "moderate" troops left in any of them, everyone knows that the so-called "moderate forces" have always been ATMs, reserves, and logistics warehouses for extremist terrorists! Obama, do you dare to say that you really have no connection to IsIs?

In connection with the recent dismantling of Taiwan by the United States, which has been urging the Iraqi prime minister to step down, I am afraid that these terrorists are really a little unclear about US imperialism.