Dragon Soul in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 122

"Okay, these people are useless, let me kill them all." Yang Hu smiled more cheerfully, and gave an order coldly, and everyone behind him fired their bows and arrows. After all, the distance was too close, and it easily penetrated the bodies of the common people.

Zhu Qian's pupils contracted suddenly, and then a burst of anger burned from his chest to his head, the blood vessels in his pupils, his eyes were blood red, and also full of murderous intent.

How dare they disregard human life so recklessly? Zhu Qianneng calmly faced the charge of thousands of troops and the slaughter of countless people. He knew that some good things need to be sacrificed, and it is precisely because of their sacrifice that he became noble, although this noble There was blood in it, but it was still noble, at least in his mind.

The naked massacre in front of his eyes removed the bloody coat and exposed the ugly nature of war. Zhu Gan found that he could no longer be indifferent, so he tightly held the sword at his waist and said in a cold voice: "Rui Shi Camp, come with me."

"Calm down, you must be calm." Seeing Zhu Qian's face suddenly changed, Yang Ling calmed down and grabbed Zhu Gan's hand. Killed by the palm, it can be seen that she has no malicious intentions, she quietly took a step forward, walked in front of the two, and quietly guarded.

Zhu Qian's eyes were bloodshot, he glanced at Yang Ling coldly, and said with a sneer: "The Bailian sect monster is really ruthless. In your eyes, the lives of the common people can be sacrificed? They are being slaughtered. Do you want us soldiers , watching helplessly, doing nothing.”

"Huh! Yes! My Bailian sect demons are all cruel, and the lives of the common people are worth nothing. We cherish our own lives more than anything else." Yang Ling let go of Zhu Gan's hand, snorted angrily, and took a step back, expressing that he would not care about anything. do not care.

Yang Ling's angry snort, like Hong Zhong Dalu, lingered in Zhu Gan's ears for a long time. The lives of the common people are like worthless things, and he regards the lives of soldiers as worthless. Don't tell me they should sacrifice, and he instilled in them the idea of ​​"serving the country and the people" Don't they just want to exchange their sacrifices for their own country?

How well said, everything in the end is for the people to have a stable living environment, so all despicable means can be used in it, and history is indeed like this, the winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, history remembers is always the winner.

"This is where the White Lotus Sect can't be used to great effect, and everyone cherishes their lives." Zhu Gan seemed to have a sudden realization, his eyes were clear, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and said in a low voice: "Let them not move, we are too few."

Yang Hu killed the old and the weak, walked into the city with a group of people, laughed, looked at the people in the city, and said with a smile: "Many of you here don't believe my words! Now I will give you Give me a chance, let all the men go out, otherwise I will massacre the city, and none of you can survive here..."

"Good opportunity!" Zhu Gan didn't expect this guy to enter the city. With his hands behind his back, he gestured to the Ruishi camp behind him, and took the lead to walk out.

"Capture the thief first, capture the king, and be my companion. You don't have to hold back later, and I will kill all his guards." Zhu Gan's voice was very low, but he was sure that Wang Chengen would be able to hear Yang Ling walking behind him. Behind him, a slender figure suddenly appeared, making Yang Hu's eyes almost pop out, with an undisguised lewd smile on his face, and his short body rushed to Yang Ling's side at once.

Laughing even more happily, he said loudly: "Girl, let me take a good look at what you look like! You are so juicy..." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch Yang Ling's face, as if to touch her Take off the mask.

If you don't leave if there is a way to heaven, and if you break in if there is no way to hell, you are planning to rob people!Unexpectedly, this guy came to the door by himself, Zhu Gan roared: "Kill, don't let anyone around him escape."

After finishing speaking, the flint short fire blunderbuss at the waist rang, and there was a bang. In this small small town, everyone inside and outside the city heard it clearly, and the Ruishiying also made a move. The action was too sharp , as soon as the sprayer was fired, iron sand splashed everywhere, and it was a large piece.

The Ruishi battalion expanded to 50 people was as sharp as a peerless sword, and the soldiers brought by Yang Hu were wiped out in the blink of an eye like chopping melons and vegetables.

The people who were still in the city stared dumbfounded, forgot to scream, and looked at Zhu Gan's Ruishi camp as if they were looking at a monster. Are these still people?It is simply a killing machine, and the firecrackers sweep a large area, which is barely understandable, but every stab with the weird short blade in their hands is all deadly places such as the main arteries of the human body, the mouth, neck, and genitals.

That weird short blade was also extremely sharp, once it pierced into the flesh, the blood flew around unstoppably, splashing out a large bunch of blood flowers, I wanted to cover it with my hands, but the blood was still gushing like a spring, and in the blink of an eye The flow was clean, and their lives ended in pain.

Seeing this strange scene, not only the ordinary people in the city, but even the Miao soldiers who flocked into the city were stunned. They looked at this group of people in fear, and looked at them stained with blood, as if they were a group of people from The evil spirit crawled out of hell, with a murderous aura.

Although the Ruishi Battalion was fierce, the number of people was too small after all. These people were just a little dazed, then reacted, and slowly approached them. After all, the sharp methods shocked most people and planted a seed in their hearts. The seeds of fear.

"Han dog, you are courting death, let go of Lord Yang quickly."

"Let go, sir, or we will make you look good."

Many mature seedlings who can speak Chinese started to shout loudly, some of them were irritable, and they bent their bows and set their arrows, aiming at Zhu Gan.

Zhu Gan pulled Yang Hu over, slashed at his hand fiercely, chopped off his hand at the root, and said in a cold voice: "Try it if you move it, it will be more than just your hand, let them all Get out of town."

"Ah! Damn it, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill your whole family..." The pain in his arm made Yang Hu unbearable, and he shouted loudly.

Hearing Yang Hu's roar, Zhu Gan touched his wound hard with his hand, and the blood flowed faster, causing Yang Hu to scream loudly, and almost fainted from the pain, but Zhu Gan managed to control the wound very well. , When the critical point was reached, the hand suddenly released and pressed the acupuncture point on Yang Hu's back, and the blood flow also slowed down.

Yang Hu was in so much pain that beads of sweat fell down his face. After being frightened, his face became crazy, and he roared: "You son of a bitch, if you dare to cut off my hand, kill me, and give all these spectators to me!" I killed, leave me alone, let my father avenge me."

"You still dare to speak out loudly, I'm going to kill you now." Zhu Qian was also very angry, kicked Yang Hu's leg, kicked him to the ground, raised the knife, and was about to kill him His head fell.

"Ah! My life is over." Feeling a pain in the head, Yang Hu was completely frightened and passed out.

Zhu Qian's knife barely stopped on Yang Hu's neck, but he cut off his ears, looked up at the soldiers, and said coldly: "I think you have all seen pig slaughter, and a knife cut from the neck If you poke it in, the blood will flow out in less than half a cup of tea, the wound on his arm, how long do you think it will last, come out with someone who can make a decision."

"Why did you do that?" A man walked out from among the soldiers. This man was tall and had a Chinese character face. He walked out slowly, and he seemed to be incomprehensible.

As soon as this person appeared, the young man who had been silently following behind Zhu Qian also moved, holding the simple iron sword, and took a step forward. It was really like a sword out of its sheath, full of murderous aura, the inexplicable fierceness made people look After a jump, he said calmly: "Today, I will let you know whether I am worth 3 taels."

Seeing this weird young man, the middle-aged man's expression didn't change at all, he was still calm, and said with a slight smile: "You know what will happen if you offend the Yang family in Sichuan."

"Oh! Really? Then I want to hear it." Zhu Qian didn't care about the young man's early life. He had Wang Chengen by his side, and he believed in Wang Chengen even more. It's just that he has other plans in mind.

"At least for now, I can let you die without a whole body, and let the people around you suffer from catastrophe. Then you will be the chief culprit of this massacre." The middle-aged man smiled proudly, pointed at the people around, and talked With a smile, he ignored human life and his face remained the same.