Merry watched as the brothers' heads were cut off one by one, and the killers would only ask a few questions over and over again: who the hell were you, why were you here, and if there were any strange people entering the jungle. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She didn't feel pain or shame, she didn't feel heat and cold, her mind turned white for a while, but her heart was sneering contemptuously. Her brothers will not say a word until they die, and these heavily armored #* thugs will receive 10,000 times more revenge than they did.

She remembered her father's story of how in 1026, when the Sunset Empire's armies invaded the Maipu village, they cut off the heads of young men with swords, burned down wooden houses, and stoned captives' hands and feet.

The women, with their children in their arms, rushed out of the cellars where they were hiding to stop the brutal army, and their children were thrown to the ground, their clothes torn and their bodies brutally tortured.

Their tears made the river rise, and the blood that oozes red the earth, but their beauty makes the army sink, and the children who were thrown away are raised by wild wolves, like weeds, with hatred in their arms, and grow up.

These defiled women were the saints and heroes of the Maipu, who had no name but slept on the territory of the Empire.

And another story that I have heard countless times is about a saint named Yuna. Yuna has an amazing beauty, her eyebrows are like the moon, her eyes are like reindeer, her skin is as white as snow, her body is delicate and soft, and her heart is as loyal as fire, and everyone who sees her will fall in love with her.

One winter, the Imperial army trampled on the territory of the Maipu people, who fought desperately to the death, while the soldiers who did all kinds of evil wanted to exterminate the people.

Yuna volunteered to take down the head of the enemy general, and everyone said goodbye to her with tears in their eyes. She attracted the enemy with the most beautiful dance, and the general swept her away, and she made the general fall in love with her with tears, songs, and gentle words.

On the night before the enemy attacked again, Yuna climbed into the general's bed naked* and exhausted the general with her white and plump body, and used alcohol and ****** drugs to make him unconscious. Finally, she pulled out her dagger, cut off the general's head neatly, and ran all the way back to the village of Maipu, sticking the head into the spear.

Eventually, the Maipu defeated the ownerless Imperial Army.

Merry was confused, and she wasn't even conscious when Elio's steel boots kicked her chest. The repetitive questions lingered in her ears like flies, but all she had in her mind were the stories of these two heroines.

But the reality was that she could neither behead the demon nor give her own people a great victory, she just lay on the cold earth, lost her limbs and chastity, and wriggled like maggots.

The only thing that is the same is that she is also a hero of the Maipu people.

Her soul was as holy as it had bathed in holy waters, even though her body had fallen into the filthy mortal dust. Like all the saints in the story, she saw the light of the source of the world. Her soul was about to fly, looking down on these filthy and ugly rulers of the Empire from a high vantage point.

The tip of the Prime Minister's sword rested around her neck, but she still couldn't say a word.

In her confusion, she smiled, a sympathetic, mocking smile, her lips trembling and babbling syllables.

Elio yelled, said, louder, and stomped on her severed hand and chest with his steel boots.

She still stubbornly uttered a few words, this time so clear that everyone around her could hear them.

"Apocryt, vengeance. ”

Then she opened her elk-like eyes, the light in them gradually dissipated, and her body stopped twitching, and she lay peacefully in the mud.

Hearing the word renegade, Elio and his lieutenants couldn't help but shudder in their hearts. In the council chamber of the Golden Palace, weren't those daring and arrogant courtiers also laughing and singing the ballad of the traitor?!

The sword-wielding, the power-wielding, chopping and burning to ashes the self-proclaimed traitors, yet they still live in every corner, whether a farmer, a hunter, a village girl, a beggar or a thief on the street......

They live like maggots, living in every corner of the empire, and at every moment they have an invisible butcher's knife on the neck of those in power.

The Imperial cavalry remembered more than 800 of their comrades who had died in the heart of the jungle, all of whom had been torn to pieces of flesh and broken bones. What a terrible hatred it is to create such a horrific tragedy.

"Traitor!" Elio gritted his teeth and raised the eagle vulture, slashing at Merry's dead gray body.

Then, with a ferocious pull, he pulled the blade back again, cutting a large slit in her belly, and the intestines broke through the restraints and slid out of the muscles, revealing the dark brown liver.

His green eyes were cold, his red hair seemed to be on fire, and he hissed and cried out, "Traitor!

Betsy silently stood beside the former prime minister and frowned slightly: "She's dead." ”

However, as if he hadn't heard, Elio aimed his sword at the head of another corpse.

"They're dead. Becky said coldly: "We still have to hurry and burn the corpse." ”

Only then did the adjutant come to their senses, and they stacked all the half-cut bodies lying down horizontally, set up a wooden platform, and lit a fire.

The grease from the corpses dripped, emitting a pungent stench, and some of the soldiers couldn't help but retch.

"Clear the woods. Becky ordered. Only then did people remember that the only road into the mountain ahead was covered with minced meat, and now it was estimated that it was full of carrion beasts and swarms of insects and flies.

The Imperial cavalry frowned, and an adjutant stepped forward to bow silently, and asked in a deep voice, "Venerable Mage, don't you pray for the dead? ”

Becky frowned, he never thought that these lowly mortals would be favored by the true gods.

"Holy Osiris has taken them into heaven, and they no longer have to endure earthly suffering. Becky said coldly: "We have to hurry as soon as possible, I'm afraid that the evil warlocks who cast spells are not only these people." ”

"They're just a lure to distract us. With that, the mage led the Sanctuary Army back to the rear of the Imperial Army.

"These bastards of the Sanctuary treat us like meat shields. Deputy coach Cassel Duna said fiercely.

"I'm afraid there won't be any more peace along the way. Elio's eyes turned bloodshot as he gasped for air, his sword and eagle in his hand, and he faced the deep jungle again.

A small group of Imperial cavalry threw torches into the woods, and as the gusts of wind blew in the depths of summer, the flames burned more and more, and the stench of grease, the smell of burnt trees and fallen leaves, poured out of the jungle.

Tongues of fire rolled into the sky, trees toppled in pieces, ashes covered the blue sky, flocks of fleeing birds screamed, and the fire burned for five days and four nights, turning the jungle dozens of miles into scorched earth.