Chapter 765 Hearts and Doomsday

Anyang walked among them without causing anyone to notice.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, corpses were lying everywhere, and the surrounding wooden houses were burning with fire, some of which had been burned to coke, only emitting white smoke.

It seems that after the city gate was broken, the two sides fought again in the alley, and finally ended with Luo Laogui's victory.

And it happened not long ago.

As for after the victory...

Anyang frowned involuntarily.

He could vaguely sense the killing intent that once existed in this city, and the despair and cruelty that followed. Stopping and closing your eyes, it seems that you can still hear the roaring and screaming that filled the entire city.

The jingle of the two sides' weapons colliding and the sound of sharp blades cutting into the flesh are naturally completely different from the war in film and television works. Some are just a group of rough-trained men, a group of peasants who take up arms, carrying out a life-threatening hack.

Even technically speaking, it is not much better than the fight between gangsters and hooligans, the only difference is that the scale is larger, crueler, and bloodier, and the loser will lose everything!

When the attackers were victorious, they began inhuman acts against the homeland that the defenders had to protect with their lives.

The losers were slaughtered, lined up on their knees, and their heads were chopped off in unison. Blood shot out, flowing down the uneven stone street, fainting.

The intruders rushed into the house when they saw it, killed people when they saw them, and robbed valuables when they saw them. It looks like an aggressor.

As for meeting women...

The screams seemed to linger in the ears, accompanied by the shouting, laughing, beating and scolding of the soldiers, as well as mad roars. They were both fathers and husbands, and they had lost their humanity.

Anyang took a deep breath, removed his distracting thoughts, and continued to walk, carefully avoiding the blood on the ground, watching as he walked.

In fact, the real ancient city and the scenes taken from the major film and television cities in the costume drama are quite different. There are not so many courtyards, mansions, green tiles and white walls, and there are not so many attics. The best houses are lined up together, but after being ravaged by a fire, no matter how good or bad, there is only a piece of coke left.

Occasionally there is a smell of burnt and meat, but the thought of it coming from the bodies of civilians or soldiers dumped in the house is disgusting.

The flames burned with high temperature, and ordinary people could only walk around, and the blood on the ground was bubbling.

Anyang walked into the inner city, his eyes immediately turned cold.

Judging from the bodies on the ground and the fire, the war should have ended yesterday. Civilians from the outer city were all gathered here. Some were tied into a string of beatings, while others were used as targets for training by soldiers with iron knives and spears. They were brutally abused like pigs and dogs. Cheerful and laughing.

"Hahaha, pig!"

"Kill, old dog, do it for me!"

"You come as soon as you come, and I just happen to be tired too!"

The harsh words resounded in the ears, and the desperate eyes of the civilians were everywhere, shouting and screaming mixed together. After changing a butcher, the slaughter continued.

There are several white bodies lying next to them. Some clothes were shredded, and some were mostly cut off; some were tied with thick hemp ropes, and some had lost their vitality; some only wore coarse linen clothes worn by commoner women, while others were dressed in Luos that only wealthy ladies or officials’ daughters had. Clothes, and some more beautiful Lingluo veils, they are probably women in the brothel.

Several rough and dark men were swaying on top of several bodies, laughing wildly. And those women were struggling and crying, but to no avail.

Their bodies were covered with bruises, or welts, and even scalded marks.

Obviously, what they have encountered is not only defilement, but also more inhuman abuse, just to satisfy these people's **** or become the means used by rulers to control these beasts.

"Damn, dead!"

A man scolded and got up from a woman, threw away a hemp rope and lifted his pants.

The woman lying on the ground was half-clothed, her fair body was covered with bruises and bite marks, her silver hairpin fell, and her black hair was scattered on the slate. The lady of the family can also faintly see that nearly 30-year-old but still beautiful face.

And her fatal wound was a bloodstain on her neck, apparently the rough man had just strangled it with hemp rope.

The man walked back to the position of his companion, and was immediately scolded for a while: "You pustule, I finally found one that was cool enough, and you killed it! That's when you pustules were originally farming when they met without a head. The madam who dares to lift it up and look at it, I still want to have a good time..."

The black man was talking, but suddenly found the man in front of him staring behind him, his eyes a little dull.

"what……"

When the black man turned his head, he was stunned.

I don't know when a young man appeared in the empty place just now. He was wearing a gray and white robe, like a sage in the storyteller's mouth.

The man stood staring at them lightly, defenseless, but the most astonishing thing was his gaze, which was cold and indifferent.

"Who...who!"

A dozen men hurriedly grabbed the iron saber, stood up and walked towards Anyang.

Only the man at the beginning didn't move, because he was the only one who saw that Anyang appeared there out of thin air.

Anyang didn't speak. With a wave of his hand, a fire dragon rushed out from the burning house next to him, whistling and swept over them, surrounding them, and constantly shrinking the circle.

"boom!"

The fire dragon whistled loudly.

The men immediately screamed and screamed.

"what is this!"

"Witchcraft, it's sorcery!"

"Let's rush out!"

"No, it's too hot, the knife will burn bright red as soon as it touches it. We made it with meat, and it must have died in the past!"

Anyang's fire dragons are highly concentrated, control them not to touch these people at all, and the temperature is extremely high. It is no longer as simple as burning the fire on the house.

But the fire dragon is constantly approaching these men, shrinking little by little, causing the temperature inside to get higher and higher.

"No, it's so hot!"

"The skin has fallen off, and I'm going to be burned to death!"

"Forgive your life, Immortal Master, spare your life!"

Several men dropped their iron knives and knelt down, just as the commoners and women did. But they are still violent to these people, and Anyang will naturally not let go.

"what!!!"

The screams came from far away.

After a while, there was no movement.

These people have been turned into a charred corpse in the torture of bit by bit, and they are terrible.

Anyang waved his hand again, and the fire dragon swept past, swallowing up the dead civilian bodies on the ground, and with another wave of his hand, he untied the bound living people before turning around silently.

"Fairy!" Suddenly several people stopped him, "There are those ghost soldiers everywhere, what should we do now?"

"Hide first, and leave after dark."

"God, can you..."

"cannot!"

Anyang answered decisively and walked away.

All the way forward, all the way is miserable.

He also kills all the way!

At first, Anyang still insisted on punishment and let these soldiers die slowly in torment, and finally found that there were too many beasts, and they could not be tortured, so he directly killed them!

He had seen the generals guarding the city and city officials hang up and whipped, he had seen those who insulted their wives, daughters and even their mothers in front of these big men, and he had seen mud-legged soldiers remove women from the inner city from their houses. I dragged it out from under the bed in the middle of the country, and nailed my hand to the door...

For these, he was indifferent to each other, and immediately killed the killers, never letting them continue to survive in the world.

Gradually, the army had panic.

There were also infantry formations and archers under the command of the officers who tried to encircle him, but before the infantry approached him or the archers drew their bows, they were all bombarded and killed by him!

Originally, he just passed through Jiazhou City, but he did not expect that he finally walked through the city for nearly two hours.

And more bodies have been left in the city.

The force was almost dead and wounded.

It's almost dusk now, the setting sun is like blood, the city standing behind the war is dilapidated, the tattered handsome flag is planted at the top of the city, and a figure in white robe slowly walks out, getting further and further away.

At the top of the city, a staggering soldier climbed up and stared at the figure, stunned and speechless, but his mouth was slightly open.

The man's shadow was pulled so long that he seemed to be walking towards the setting sun step by step, and his body melted into the bloody light.

The brutality of war is actually far beyond people's expectations.

Especially a war with no bottom line.

In the history of China, including the real world, even the most impressive Anti-Japanese War in modern times, the Anti-Japanese War that gnashes your teeth whenever you read it, is actually not the worst aggression in China's orthodox dynasties. More dead and more inhumane historical events abound.

What Wuhu chaotic China, Jurchen going south, Mongolian hunting in the south, Qing troops entering customs, etc., etc., are all cruel and abnormal.

The Nanjing Massacre is a wound in our life, which is naturally worth remembering forever, but to be honest, there are also inhumane massacres such as Yangzhou Tenri and Jiading Three Massacres.

As far as Yizhou is concerned, when Mongolia went south, there were 16 million people in Yizhou, and the ancient Shu culture developed to its peak, but after more than ten years of war, the population was less than one million.

The entire province was slaughtered.

The Qing army entered the customs and the whole territory of Nanming was occupied, and Yizhou was also massacred, leaving 600,000 of the six million people, ten rooms and nine empty.

This is an exaggerated idiom!

On the 10th day of Yangzhou, the Qing army nailed the hands of civilian women to door panels and humiliated them to death, never treating people as people.

The shame of Jingkang, the whole country, including the wives and daughters of the high-ranking officials, the famous prostitutes in the brothel, the concubines, princesses and even the queens of the harem were all taken captive to the Jin Kingdom, and they were wantonly sullied by rough men.

The body of a thousand gold has been reduced to a mustard.

The only difference is whether people are willing to torture their hearts.

Therefore, from the perspective of foreigners, they may feel that the reason why we are treated specially such as the War against Japan and the Nanjing Massacre is because those historical events are gradually gone, and the war of aggression against China is just around the corner. in front of you. The second is because most of the slaughter and abusers in history have become part of the Chinese nation, and it is difficult to hold revenge, but the Japanese army still exists freely, waiting for us to take revenge...

Of course, we certainly refused to admit it.

This is a feud after all! Since it happened in our era, it should be repaid with blood!

We will get revenge after all.

Pull away.

And Anyang was thinking about people's hearts at this time.

These people used to have families, wives and children. They should understand the feeling of being humiliated by their wives and daughters better than anyone else. Why did they become such crazy slaughter and abusers?

What devoured their humanity and turned them from a living person to something worse than a zombie?

For example, in this massacre, or Wuhu Luanhua, Yangzhou Tenri, etc., the invaders also killed people when they saw them, and it was not much different from the zombies who bit people when they saw them. Even more than that! At least zombies won't drag people out of well-hidden cellars, at least zombies won't insult you in every way to satisfy your perverted desires, and they won't insult your wife, daughter or mother in front of you.

And what is the difference between the robbers, murders, and the corpses on the side of the road along the way and the end of the day.

No, this is the end.

No one has stipulated that only zombies are called doomsday.

The human heart can also bring about doomsday.

No wonder there is a book of Revelation in the Bible. Even the creator could not endure the darkness he created.

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