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- Lunar New Year's eve.
Jinling City in the south of the Yangtze River.
The sky was cloudy and misty, and the whole city was covered by gunpowder smoke.
Not long ago, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties was bustling and bustling, but within a few days, it has become a pile of ruins.
The smell of blood mixed with the snow that was falling all over the city.
Death is everywhere here, as if there is no living thing except those devils.
At the south gate of Jinling City, a group of pirate soldiers gathered at one place, excitedly pushing and shoving the captive Chinese people, telling them to gather in front of a big pit.
One of the soldiers shouted, and several people in front raised their long knives and stabbed them into the belly of the talismans.
The white knife enters and the red knife exits.
The captives fell down and fell into the pit behind their heads.
Several Japanese pirate soldiers who stabbed slowly were ridiculed by their companions, and seemed a little downcast.
"Phew!"
At this time, a long arrow suddenly scattered the dust, flew through the air through the gunpowder smoke, and pierced a Japanese pirate soldier's eyebrows.
The Japanese pirate soldier's smile instantly froze on his face.
He fell straight down, and the Japanese pirate soldiers next to him quickly rang the alarm bell, clenched their sabers tightly, swept around vigilantly, and babbled and yelled.
"Shhhhhhh!"
Another three long arrows flew through the air and pierced straight into the heart of the Japanese pirate soldier at the front.
"Central Plains people¡ªsneak attack, despicable!" A Japanese pirate soldier spoke the Central Plains dialect jerkyly, his face full of anger and panic.
On the ruins not far away, a man dressed in white slowly lowered his longbow.
This young man didn't wear a black gauze hat, his long hair was tied high with a jade crown, and he flew wantonly in the wind along with his robe.
He wiped the center of his forehead, and the half moon hanging on the center of his forehead looked as cold and incomparable as his eyes, just like the frost of the twelfth lunar month.
Gu Jiuling put the longbow on his back, suddenly pulled out the sword at his waist, flew away with one step, and came to the Japanese soldiers in a few breaths.
This sudden appearance, full of murderous looks like a ferocious young man like a prairie liger, frightened the soldiers. After regaining consciousness, the soldiers raised their samurai swords and slashed at the boy.
A sword pierced the heart and lungs in front of him, Gu Jiuling pulled out the long sword expressionlessly, kicked away the Japanese pirate soldiers who were sneaking up behind him, and then stabbed backhand.
In a short while, all the Japanese soldiers were killed by him.
Blood rolled down from the long sword, and the boy's white clothes were soaked in bright red, but his face was still icy cold.
He looked back at the big pit, his eyes trembling.
In the big pit, the corpses lying vertically and horizontally are all the people of the Celestial Dynasty who have no power to restrain the chicken. The despair and anger on their faces lingered until death.
What's more, Gu Jiuling also saw many young girls whose clothes were stripped and their bodies were bruised and purple. When some died, their pupils were wide open, and they were unwilling to close their eyes no matter what.
The corners of Gu Jiuling's eyes turned red.
A ray of deep sadness mixed with anger emerged from the boy's eyes.
sorry¡¡
He should have come sooner.
A day ago, he came to Southern Xinjiang and just visited several retired Gu Family Army veterans, and there was a change in Southern Xinjiang.
The Japanese pirates from Dali and Dali joined forces and ran around in Jiangnan to rob and kill.
Gu Jiuling turned pale with shock, immediately summoned the nearest Gu family army, gathered hundreds of people and went straight to the fallen Jinling City.
Jinling City is an important fortress in southern Xinjiang, and troops passed by continuously, joining the enemy troops ahead.
The most urgent task at the moment is to get rid of the fire from the bottom of the pot, and first cut off the coalition forces of the two countries that crossed into the southern border. Then wait for the imperial reinforcements to kill these animals.
"Master Hou, another three hundred Gu family troops came from Sichuan to fight with us!" A young disciple wearing a red square scarf ran out of the dust and hurriedly bowed to Gu Jiuling.
"Report! The Japanese pirate army entered through the customs and brought in another thirty Western cannons!" Another young disciple also wearing a red square scarf ran over and looked at Gu Jiuling anxiously.
It turned out that those strange things that blasted across the Changling Pass were the foreign cannons imported from the Western trade by the Japanese pirate army on a sea expedition.
That kind of cannon is more powerful than the gunpowder of the Celestial Dynasty. A bullet flew out, and the wall was destroyed in an instant.
"Western cannons are not as powerful as the rain of arrows to kill them. First go to the customs to the place where Jinling must pass, and set up thunder!" Gu Jiuling showed a dignified look on his brows, and he put away his long sword and turned away quickly.
A group of Gu family army disciples followed.
In the distance, a young man in black clothes watched countless bright red scarves go away in the smoke.
 He was wearing a black gauze hat, holding a jade-faced keel fan in his hand, looking in the direction of Gu Jiuling, his eyes were no less dignified than the latter.
Shen Congcai went to Miaojiang and failed to find his old friend. When he was preparing to perform the Nian Jue, there was a change of enemy invasion in southern Xinjiang.
He left in a hurry and came straight to Jinling City, where he saw the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, where the sky was filled with gunpowder smoke and there was no living spirit.
After another deduction, he saw those tragic scenes.
The Japanese pirates take pleasure in killing people, and a hundred people are tied up and stand in front of the big pit. With one command, tens of thousands of knives are pulled out, like slaughtering cattle and sheep, blood will be flying wherever the blade passes.
?The person who kills a lot takes credit for the high position and is sought after by all the soldiers, while the person who kills a lot before it is too late feels sorry for himself, tearing up his body to vent his anger.
The group of animals laughed loudly, and then scattered around, slaughtering the people in the city as much as they wanted. Those who resisted were punished by being split by a chariot. After being divided into pieces by five horses, they were cooked with chicken, duck and fish, and the meat soup was shared.
The wooden buildings on both sides of the Qinhuai River were bombarded by Western cannons in just one day and became ruins. Those girls cried and screamed, ran to escape, and finally fell into the hands of Japanese pirates.
Locked in the tent, what awaits them is more terrifying than death, those inhumane torture and bullying.
Shen Cong clenched his fist quietly, killing intent burst out in his eyes.
In the last life, the darkness that was written into the history books was finally staged here again.
This herd of cattle!
At that time, a sound not far away suddenly interrupted Shen Cong's thoughts.
"It's from the Central Plains!"
Shen Cong could understand the chattering language they spoke, and knew that they were Japanese pirates.
Just in time!
Shen Cong's eyes sharpened, he quickly put away his folding fan, and took out an Xiuchun knife from the Qiankun bag.
This knife is the beginning of the system, and it is powerful, comparable to a mythical treasure.
Since joining Jinyiwei, he has only used it once, that is, that time when he was in danger in the dense forest.
He is used to using the dragon bone fan, the magic weapon of his life - but today, he has to return this group of animals with courtesy.
"Clang¡ª¡ª"
The long knife was out of its sheath, and when the owner's gaze became extremely cold and severe, the sharp edge stretched forward, and the sharp knife energy quickly pierced the air.
With screams coming across the dust, Shen Cong stepped forward, riding the golden halo straight to the front of the Japanese soldiers, and swiped the Xiuchun knife again.
"It's from the Central Plains, kill the Central Plains people!" Someone shouted, and all the soldiers rushed towards Shen Cong.
"Being ready to fight, borrow soldiers!" Shen Cong showed no fear, and slapped the ground with his palm, and a golden magic circle flew up from the ground instantly.
A group of golden men in bronze battle armor rose slowly from the formation, and slowly landed under the horrified eyes of the Japanese pirates. </div> - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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