After a stick of incense, 100,000 thunderbolts completely submerged this inconspicuous small city, and there was no sound in the city at this moment.

"Report to General Li that the Bow and Arrow Battalion has shot all the 155,000 thunderbolts carried by the army, and I ask General Li to decide. The commander of the archery battalion reported.

"Brothers, follow me into the city!" Li Ling took the lead, holding a full moon saber in his hand, and rushed to the front, followed by the cavalry guard battalion, as well as the reorganized infantry battalion, and the army of the bow and arrow battalion, like a torrent of steel, rushed into the city.

"Kill me, don't leave a living mouth, I want to avenge the dead brothers, I want these untouchables to give me the blood sacrifice of the warriors of Yingzhou. Li Ling roared hysterically, regardless of whether the army behind him could keep up with his footsteps.

He looked around, looking for even a glimmer of Yanxing under the ruins, because he wanted the thrill of slashing his enemies.

The military order was like a mountain that could not be violated, and nearly 250,000 troops rushed into Yanxing City, but everything they saw in front of them made this group of iron-blooded soldiers couldn't help but burst into tears.

Seeing the dilapidated streets of houses, seeing the tragic scene of stumps and broken arms all over the ground, even the children who were waiting to be fed have been blown up beyond recognition.

The soldiers of Yingzhou are not beasts, let alone executioners, they are a group of people with flesh and blood, feelings and souls, a group of people who have old mothers waiting for them to return home, and wives and children waiting for their reunion. Seeing such a tragic scene, which of them still thinks about revenge, and still thinks about slaying the enemy?

But Li Ling, who was red-eyed, didn't have such thoughts, the more and more swollen revenge anger in his heart, coupled with the fact that this siege battle with heavy losses had already made him lose face, and the emotions of annoyance and anger had already overwhelmed him, so that such a brave and resolute man rushed towards the well-preserved city lord's mansion in the center of Yanxing like a bloody Shura demon.

Just as he took a step and rushed to the City Lord's Mansion, he finally saw a living person who could still stand and look at him.

I saw that on the steps outside the mansion gate, two old and one young stood side by side, staring at the ruined city in front of them with sad eyes.

Among the three was an old man with a white beard, his disheveled and torn clothes draped over his slightly rickety body, and a hardwood stick under his armpit, barely supporting his body that had lost one of his legs.

On the left-hand side is an old woman who also looks very young, and she is now in tears, looking at the central square of the city that was still busy with traffic yesterday.

On the right hand side of the old man is a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar in his forties, dressed in an earthy yellow robe that is slightly clean, and his shiny black hair is still neatly coiled on the top of his head. However, contrary to this dress, the gentleman's sword he was holding in his hand at this moment was unsheathed, and the blood on the sword was slowly flowing down drop by drop.

"Yun'er, are you afraid?" the old man turned his head to look at the middle-aged scholar.

"Dad, the child is not afraid! Xiaotong is gone, and Wen Shan is gone, so death is nothing to fear for me. Thinking of his youngest son, who had just died under the explosion, and his virtuous wife, a trace of tenderness flashed on the scholar's pale face.

"Okay, worthy of being a member of my Huang family. The old man praised loudly, but anyone could hear it, his breath was already weak, and this sentence was also shouted out with strong spirits.

After speaking, the old man turned his head to look at the old woman next to him, but at this time he couldn't say a word.

"Master, I can accompany you on this last journey, and I have been with you for more than 40 years. The old woman knew what he was thinking at this time, and she also spoke her heart.

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"Who are you!" Li Ling, who was slowly approaching, finally stood in front of the three of them, pointed at the old man with a saber in his hand and asked.

"I, I am Huang Shiwen, the lord of Yanxing City, and I am also the one who ordered you to kill your Yingzhou dog. What's the matter? You're a general, are you still afraid of me, a man who is about to die? Haha, hahahaha. The old man looked up to the sky and laughed, facing Li Ling, who was at the level of a great martial artist, he was not afraid, and even that laughter was full of contempt for the Yingzhou Army and General Li Ling.

"You are looking for death!" Hearing the old man's ridicule, Li Ling, who had already lost his mind, rushed to his approach with a brisk step, and the bright iron saber was inserted with a pop, and then hot blood spurted out along the blade.

"Mother!"

"Madame"

The city lord Huang's father and son were dripping blood in their hearts, although they all knew that they would die today, but they didn't expect their wife and mother to go first, and they were directly stabbed to death in front of them by this demonic Li Ling.

"Husband... I... Go to the front ... Waiting for you ... The old woman spat blood from her mouth and swallowed her last breath when she said these last words.

"Bastard, I'll fight with you!" The middle-aged scholar held a long sword in his hand and slashed towards Li Ling's head, but looking at his lame posture and struggling appearance, he must have not practiced even the slightest martial art in the past few decades.

"The mantis arm is a car. Li Ling pursed his lips, and with a dodge, he easily dodged the sword that he slashed with all his might.

The middle-aged scholar missed the blow, but his body was stumbled by the momentum of the sword, and he almost fell under the steps.

And his action of opening the empty door made Li Ling take advantage of the situation to pick the tip of the knife, and the sharp saber was directly inserted into his soft underbelly, and the tip of the knife almost unobstructed from the scholar's shoulder emerged.

In just one face, Li Ling stabbed the old man's only son, and the middle-aged scholar didn't say a word, not even a scream, and died tragically under Li Ling's knife.

"Yun'er!" The old man saw his two closest relatives die in front of him like this, his eyes were red, as if he was about to drip blood, and he glared angrily at this murderous general Yingzhou.

"Devil, executioner, people like you will be punished, God will not spare you, and the hundreds of millions of people of Silver Moon will not spare you!"

"Hahaha, retribution?hahaha, ridiculous, you dare to talk about the word retribution even if you are about to die, hahahaha. But yes, isn't your current situation the same as the present world? Let my 50,000 troops die tragically at your hands, old horseman, is this retribution coming sooner? Hahahaha. The saber in his hand was pointed directly at the old man's chest, and Li Ling laughed hysterically at the sky.

"Poof. ”

With a muffled sound, the old man actually pounced on Li Ling's full moon saber with his flesh and blood, and was stabbed in an instant.

The old man glared at Li Ling like this and ended his life, the light in his eyes gradually faded, but the angry eyes were firmly fixed on the executioner in front of him, vowing to remember him forever.

"Hmph, old horseman, you're cheap!" Li Ling pulled out his saber, wiped the blood on the blade with the old man's ragged clothes, and continued to look for the undead in the city without looking back.

An hour later, the Yingzhou army marched north again, and Li Ling also sat on his horse and approached the next city proudly. And the once prosperous Yanxing City has become a complete ghost town.