The massacres in Sardinh Chau continued.

The village is not small, with a number of people around a few hundred. But most of them were slashed in a very short time.

The screams and cries had stopped, for they had killed all those who could see them.

The long-term repression has made these soldiers extremely crazy, and neither adults nor children have escaped their butcher knives.

When Mo Yuanhai was about to fight desperately, Sha Dingzhou was waiting at the entrance of the village for the soldiers below to search door to door to make sure that no one who could be left alive would be spared.

They wreaked havoc in the village, while Sha Yuan led his army to wait for Mo Yuanhai's arrival on the periphery.

Sha Yuan wasn't sure if he could wait for Mo Yuanhai, but it didn't matter if he could get it or not, the village was slaughtered, and it wouldn't be too much to grab some food by the way, right?

But Mo Yuanhai gave him an unexpected surprise, and when he learned that Mo Yuanhai brought people to rush over, he was surprised for a moment.

In fact, he didn't agree with Sha Dingzhou's strategy, and in his cognition, generals went out to fight and didn't need to care about the lives of ordinary people. If the life and death of the people are taken too seriously, it will become a kind of bondage, and it will easily be caught by the enemy, which will have an impact on the outcome of the war. As long as the war is not lost, what about the dead people?

Mo Yuanhai surprised him very much, and also made him have a different opinion on the generals of Jiaozhi.

Could it be that the Jiaozhi aristocratic class bordering the Ming Dynasty is so fond of the people?

If so, what a respectable opponent.

"Pass the order and do as planned! Leave no one alive!"

He didn't think much about it, and ordered his subordinates beside him.

Eat this unit that fell behind, and the next transfer will be worry-free.

Mo Yuanhai led people into the trap set by Sha Yuan, he held a steel knife, took the lead, and his momentum of seeing death as if he was at home even made Sha Yuan a little frightened.

Such a general, even if he dies at the hands of the enemy, will be respected by everyone, right?

Mo Yuanhai was the first to meet a wave of arrows, maybe his luck was too bad, after struggling to remove two arrows, he was still shot in the chest, and he fell.

"Brothers! Avenge me!!"

Mo Yuanhai held the arrow in his hand, staggered and roared loudly, and finally fell.

He fell into the quagmire beside the road, which completely aroused the morale of his soldiers!

"The general has been shot! Fight these traitors! Avenge the general!"

"Fight with them! Avenging the General!!"

The soldiers who witnessed Mo Yuanhai's death by an arrow were stunned one by one! General Mo, who loves his name like a son and bravely moves forward regardless of his personal safety, is dead! What face do we have to live in the world!?

A thousand crazy soldiers fearlessly launched a charge against the army of Sha Yuan and others.

Even the enemy, Sha Yuan and Pu Mingsheng couldn't help but have a sense of admiration for this unknown general.

Put yourself in their shoes and think about it, such selfless dedication is something that none of them can do.

Respect surged in Sha Yuan's chest, and finally he couldn't help shouting:

"Kill them all!"

One has mental arithmetic and no intention, plus a difference of more than ten times the number of people.

The soldiers under Mo Yuanhai's command threw a stone on the surface of the water, causing a ripple, but it quickly disappeared without a trace.

When there were no more Cochin soldiers standing on the battlefield, the battle was over.

Sha Dingzhou also came over, looked at the Jiaozhi soldiers who fell to the ground, pursed his lips and said disdainfully:

"A bunch of fools!"

Several people looked at him, but none of them spoke.

Didn't refute it.

Yes, they may seem a little silly, but it would be terrible if the entire Jiaozhi soldiers had such a mind.

Because there were pursuers behind them, they did not clean up the battlefield, and after a little rectification, they continued to flee with their people.

Their future is still not optimistic, and the road ahead is still full of thorns.

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More than an hour after they left, Zheng Tao led the army to follow the trail.

When he saw that a large number of his soldiers had died tragically, Zheng Tao's anger was surging like the sea.

"Let's see if there's anyone alive."

He gritted his teeth and commanded the people below.

These Ming people are too bad things, the generalissimo expected it to be good, they really didn't have a good heart when they came to South Vietnam, they really damn it!

The soldiers looked through them one by one, and although most of them were almost cold, they still found a lot of life.

"General!" One of the soldiers cried out in surprise.

Zheng Tao's thoughts were interrupted by him, and he looked towards the source of the voice.

The soldier who screamed in surprise was holding a corpse in his arms, and from the way he was dressed, he looked like a high-ranking general.

Zheng Tao's heart moved, and he walked over quickly.

This is!

Mo Yuanhai!

When he saw the general's muddy face clearly, Zheng Tao's heart skipped a wild beat.

"How is he?"

"General Hui, General Mo was hit by an arrow in the chest, and it didn't seem to hit the vital point, but he passed out in a coma!"

"Quick, where's Langzhong!? Do whatever it takes to get him awake!"

Knowing that Mo Yuanhai might be saved, Zheng Tao shouted loudly.

Mo Yuanhai is considered his old subordinate, and he has been following him in the Mo clan's war, not only making a lot of contributions, but also rescuing himself from the ghost gate twice.

If you want to say that the person he cares about the most in this defeated army, it is really Mo Yuanhai.

Maybe it was Lang Zhong's superb medical books, and at the same time that the arrow on Mo Yuanhai's chest was pulled out, he also woke up.

Mo Yuanhai opened his eyes leisurely and looked around blankly.

"Am I dead? What about those Ming dog rebels!?"

Mo Yuanhai, who was pale, said weakly.

"Yuan Hai! You're not dead! It's me!" Zheng Tao's face leaned over.

Mo Yuanhai's eyes began to focus on his face after hearing the voice, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then he burst into tears.

"General! Whining! I didn't expect to see you again! I'm useless! Those Ming dog rebels slaughtered the entire village! We are outnumbered, we have no choice but to fight to the death! O my poor compatriot! Woo woo woo~ My poor compatriots, I can't save you, let me die!"

Mo Yuanhai's cry shook the sky, coupled with the soldiers around him who were killed, the soldiers who rushed over to pursue all wept, and the feeling of hatred for the enemy arose.

"Yuan Hai, you are good, you didn't embarrass me! Those Ming rebels slaughtered the village in front?"

"Yes, General! We were so small that we didn't dare to confront them, and we were afraid of losing their tracks, so we kept falling behind them, but I didn't expect that when they passed through the village in front of us today, they would attack the people in a frenzy. We can't beat him, but none of the soldiers of my Zheng dynasty have a coward! Even if it is death, you will avenge the people!"

Mo Yuanhai's words were impassioned, and Zheng Tao, who listened to it, was greatly moved, and held his hand and said sincerely:

"Yuan Hai, don't be sad. You're doing well, I'll send someone to send you to pick up the dragon to heal your wounds, and then I'll leave it to me!"

When Mo Yuanhai heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.