Hashu.

A former big moon Xiongguan.

The weather was gloomy and dry, and even the air was churning.

In the summer, there is a lot of rain, and it will be especially much in this land that is too close to Daqing.

Before the wind and rain came, it was the most dreary and hot, as if something was pressing on the heart, and it was difficult to breathe for a long time, which made people upset.

Sweat will run down your cheeks and down your forehead, and occasionally drip on your lips, and you can feel a trace of hot saltiness rippling, which is not good.

Now, however, these people in the city don't have to worry about the summer rain and the unbearable temperatures.

Because there are not many people alive.

"Stompe."

Soldiers with feathers walked through the streets.

It was too hot, and the city had already been theirs, so his armor had been removed, and his arms were now exposed, carrying a package dyed with bright red spots, and his footsteps sounded a little heavy.

The rain hadn't yet rained, but there was red mud under my feet.

After nearly ten days of fermentation, a particularly unpleasant smell has begun to waft through the city for a long time.

I heard that the commander-in-chief Liu Xuanqi had ordered the corpses in the city to be gathered together and burned

'Cut, so many people, how did they finish burning?' ’

He thought.

As for digging pits, it's even more troublesome, these are all enemies, and death is death, so why bother?

Isn't the city in front of you not buried?

Why should this city be buried?

If you want him to say it, it must be the commander-in-chief who made Liu Xuanqi regret it, and if he grabbed enough, he refused to let them loot more! Deliberately use those lame reasons to drag them down these low-level soldiers, so that their own soldiers can grab more!

In this case, we have to hurry, find more, and we can be masters when we go back!" ’

Thinking so, he twitched the package on his shoulder slightly.

There was a crisp and melodious sound from within, enough to make anyone swoon.

There is gold and silver, there is jade, there is calligraphy and painting. Many things that he has never seen in his life are now carried by him!

This voice is really hard to hear, and it makes him full of strength.

Of course, in addition to these very precious things, there was also a little, insignificant, bright red droplet of water that gently slid down with his movements, and sank into the ground.

His gaze was like a goshawk constantly scanning, and his ears were propped up, trying to watch everything around him.

When I walked into the house of a high-ranking family, I suddenly heard a faint sound.

He was overjoyed, and immediately rushed to the place where the noise was made.

It's a pity that someone moves a little faster than him.

When he arrived, he saw a soldier who also wore bird feathers on his head, but the feathers on his head were brighter than those on his head, carrying a child who looked to be about eight or nine years old.

The boy seemed to have been hiding in the firewood room for a long time, and at this time he still had a handful of raw rice in his hand, and he should have come out hungry to find something to eat.

"Where's the money?"

He saw his companion tugging at the child's shirt, his eyes like that of a demon in Senluo, and his voice was extremely cold.

The child was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

"Where's the money?"

The man asked again, but still did not receive an answer.

Then a long knife flashed, and one of the child's arms was cut off.

A heart-rending cry of pain rose to the sky in the already quiet city at this time.

But it's not abrupt, this voice always sounds every once in a while, and it's nothing.

"Where's the money?!"

The man asked a third time.

The child, who was almost crying like crazy, did not answer, but just shouted heartbreakingly: "Father, mother! ”

The man finally lost his patience and threw the child to the ground, plunged the long knife into his heart, and stirred it lightly.

The disgusting voice finally fell silent.

The man glanced at him, spat at the mouth, and said, "It's really bad luck!" ”

Then knock him out of the way and start looking for the next target.

"Cut! What is the spirit? You probably didn't have as much money as I did! ”

When the man was gone, he spat viciously.

He looked at the silent child on the ground again, and shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

Actually, he doesn't like to kill people very much.

It's okay to kill a few at the beginning, what's the good thing about killing all the time?

Blood splattered on clothes, isn't that dirty?

It's slimy, it's annoying.

But once he kindly let a man go, and in the blink of an eye the man was stopped by a companion, who just chopped off the man's three fingers, and the man took out a large lump of silver!

That's a lump of silver!!

If he takes it home, he can add a few more cows!

The big moon of the dog day Diao Min, the lord kindly let you live, you don't give money, others chop a few fingers to give the money to others!

He can't be blamed for that!

Sure enough, after learning such a hand, his package quickly became rich.

At first, I just wanted to buy a large piece of land.

Later, I thought I could add a few more cows.

Now that you have land and cattle, why can't you have another big house?

Those pigs and dogs can live in a good attic, why can't he?

Later, he saw the wives and concubines of those officials and lords.

That beauty is ten times better than the prettiest widow in the next village!

No, no, no, a hundredfold!

That skin feels more tender than tofu, and even the voice is much better than that of the old ladies in the countryside!

It's just that he dies too quickly and not enough fun.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he grabs enough money, he will definitely be able to marry a beautiful girl who is a hundred times more beautiful than the most beautiful widow in the next village, just like those old men!

These ideas are certainly good, but they all require money.

'I shouldn't have let that bastard go in the first place!' ’

Every time he lost an opportunity to make a fortune, he couldn't help but think of the large lump of silver that he had missed out on with his momentary kindness.

What a loss. That should have been his!

The action should be faster, there are not many people left in this city, if you don't hurry up and pick up this opportunity to make another profit, how can you live a good life in the future?

The footsteps that rushed to the next place became more and more swift.

A pair of eyes watched it all quietly.

Many people think that the so-called massacre of a city means killing all the people in a city.

If it is really a knife to death, it is not a relief.

It's a pity that the real slaughter of the city is far more cruel than that.

The soldiers are not murderous demons, even if they really have murderous intentions, it is almost the same to kill so many or dozens of them, and it is very tiring to cut people all the time!

It's just killing people, but it doesn't bring them any benefit, so why keep doing it?

By the way, that's it.

What really makes them care is money.

For a little silver, you can buy some rice.

A handful of silver can buy a lot of meat.

With a large amount of silver, you can consider buying a good house.

The soldiers are quite poor, otherwise how could they fight with people at the bottom, and the belt of their trousers is tied around their necks?

So, for the sake of a better life in the future, it doesn't matter if you slaughter the city or something.

It's important to find money!

On the first day, the soldiers were still just slamming doors in groups, going door to door, and the money they had to show them was counted.

That was in the beginning, and they hadn't tasted it yet, and after killing a few people, they could be said to be gentle.

Even some people who refuse to give money only threaten with knives, but generally do not hurt people.

At this time, there were still many people in the city.

But by the second day, the amount of money demanded was too little, so small that it was impossible to see.

There are only so many rich people in the city, how many people are nourished?

There are too many soldiers, and they can't fight each other, and once they are caught, they will not be spared.

So what else can be done?

There are more monks and less porridge, and they slowly ask for their belongings, and others are full of booty, carrying two pockets by themselves?

If you don't rob, others will rob; If you don't kill, someone else will kill.

Then go on a killing spree!

Facts have proved that after directly threatening to kill people and actually carrying them out, they can gather the property that was actively hidden as quickly as possible.

A lot of people made a fortune on the second day's killing.

The slower soldiers, when they came back to their senses, the entire city had almost been washed.

But it doesn't matter, people are still alive!

There are always people who dare to secretly hide something, and they can take it out even if they work hard.

Not to mention the gold and silver treasures, the woman's beautiful clothes must also be taken off, and if the child carries a silver chain, he will not be able to escape, and this is not the case with a scrape on the ground.

By the third day, the vast majority of people really had no money, so they just had to hide themselves as hard as they could.

Although the city is large, there are not many places where people can hide.

There are also some original people who are their own people, in order to survive, will also give out the appropriate people who have been hidden, and even take the initiative to find them.

When they were unable to get any satisfactory money, the soldiers slaughtered men and unattractive women.

And the rest of the women who are quite beautiful will be gathered together, and they are also a kind of property.

Of course, don't feel that they are lucky to be alive, what they have to face and experience is not just the so-called carnal desire.

Witnessing all this with your own eyes, you may be able to understand what is called purgatory on earth.

The owner of those eyes lowered his head and trembled and took the brush and paper from his bosom.

There is no ink.

So he crouched down and tapped the tip of his brush on the ground.

Write hard.

The red color is like cinnabar, but it is even more bright red, and even the writing with a strong purple color slowly emerges.

【. The two concubines both exude exposed flesh, and their feet are deep in the mud without shins, and one concubine still holds a daughter, whips and throws them into the mud, and then drives them away. The women wore long ropes around their necks, tired like beads, step by step, covered in mud; The ground is full of babies, or lined with horses' hooves, or by human feet, the liver and brain are smeared on the ground, and the crying is full of wilderness. Walking through a ditch and a pond, piling up corpses and accumulating corpses, pillowing hands and feet, blood into the water and ochre, turning into five colors, the pond is flat]

Writing and writing, he paused.

How does this end?

After a moment's hesitation, he continued to write without hesitation.

[During this period, there was no text to express, and all kinds of blood and tears turned into a letter. 】

[The letter is a giant, and the ink is coming quickly!! 】

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