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Volume 2: The Rebellion of Seven Kings Chapter 40: Incredible Killing

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    The emperor's garden is full of all kinds of flowers, but the cherry blossoms that Yun Xiao wants to see the most are full of green.  ¡ÑJapanese people love this kind of flower that can wither overnight, and their character has been affected to some extent.  For example, they like broken jade, and they like it to wither quickly after blooming.  I likethe feeling of exhaustion after the ultimate joy.  The Crown Princess finally chose her faith. This woman had religious reverence for Amaterasu.  She chose to sacrifice her life to bury her faith instead of mustering up the courage to live in order to survive.  Yun Xiao didn¡¯t know how to evaluate this woman he had never met before. He seemed to have a different way of thinking about the suicidal complex in the bones of Japanese people.  Aiko is back, bringing more than two hundred battleships with him.  This is all the belongings of the Japanese navy, and many ships still have traces of the battle with the Yun family.  Now two thousand officers are kneeling in the square outside the palace, just like they used to pay homage to Emperor Jimmu.  The remaining soldiers were driven into the Wengcheng, and Ai Zi told them that the Marquis of the Han family would personally meet them and give them the most generous rewards.  The officers knelt in a very orderly manner, with their backs straight.  No one sat on their heels, looking longingly at Miyagi.  They didn't know what kind of rewards the Lord Marquis of the Han family would give them, but they heard that each of Lord Dayuan's men received rice.  When passing by Hyogo, they saw it very clearly.  The Marquis of the Han family is a kind man, this is what every naval officer thinks.  Yun Xiao appeared at the top of the palace city, lowering his head and looking at the dark crowd below.  The best of the Japanese naval forces are down there, and they would never have guessed it.  What awaits them is no longer a reward, but a sharp butcher's knife.  Dai Yu was wearing a Hanfu, his arms still hanging with a ferocious look on his face.  His men suffered heavy losses in that tragic naval battle, and less than half of his personal guards survived.  The body of the captain of the guard, Jin Biao, could not be found. He must have been chewed into bones by the fish in the sea.  Little Bear has an extreme hatred for Mr. Dayuan.  Dai Yu was extremely hostile to the Japanese Navy.  They have all suffered losses, but the difference is that it seems impossible for Little Bear to take revenge.  But Dai Yu used his saber to cut off Prince Li's head, and now the head is in the brocade box at his feet.  "The great Han Dynasty Marquis Yun has arrived, please bow down!" When Aizi saw Yun Xiao ascending the city wall, he was the first to bow down.  These navy soldiers were all recruited by her, so they naturally respected her orders.  The navy officers were originally kneeling.  I saw Yun Xiao kowtow neatly.  The dark crowd was a bit shocking, and Yun Xiao waved helplessly.  He really didn't want to kill, but Dai Yu had already killed Prince Li.  Leave these guys alone and only hear about them eating and drinking and then rebelling.  He didn't want another brutal naval battle, or chasing down pirate-like enemies from island to island.  Seeing Yun Xiao waving, a ferocious smile flashed across Dai Yu's face.  He had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and his brothers in heaven seemed to be watching.  How his brothers avenged them, a white cloud covered the autumn sun.  "The Marquis has an order, kill!" Dai Yu suffered from an injured arm and could not go into battle in person.  But his personal guards were already gearing up.  The word "kill" fell to the ground with a sound.  The archers who had been prepared raised their hands and fired, and the rain of arrows like locusts hit the navy officers who were lying on the ground waiting for the amnesty order.  The square in the imperial city suddenly became a slaughterhouse for Shura, and the noise seemed to reach to the sky.  The navy generals screamed, fell to the ground and wailed after being hit by arrows, and pointed at their beloved son and uttered the most vicious curses all kinds of voices intertwined together, playing the music of killing in the world.  The guards fired wildly, each arrow carrying deep hatred.  It is not easy for opponents who are fighting fiercely on the battlefield to reconcile.  They have robes.  Some friends and relatives died in that tragic and unusual naval battle.  There is no mercy in their eyes now.  There is only the deep flame of revenge.  "Scattering away in a flurry" describes the navy officers very well. Except for the person who was hit by the arrow, they all ran faster than rabbits.  The huge energy burst out while escaping made their speed surpass Liu Xiang and Bolt.  They stepped over the corpses in their own robes, as well as the injured guys groaning on the ground.  They want to run around like flying, but there are smart people who know that the wall is a blind spot and rush forward instead of running back.  The scene was chaotic.  The archery shooting on the city wall stopped.  Because countless Yun family warriors wearing black armor had already rushed forward with sharp sabers.  They were screaming strangely as they charged towards the panicked navy officers.  The sharp saber was accompanied by flying blood, and a fountain of blood sprayed into the sky.  Then it fell to the stone floor like red silk.  The black and red blood was so viscous that it didn't even scatter a speck of dust when it was splashed on the ground.  The unarmed officers waved their fists and showed off their flying feet.  But it was the first to be cut off.  It's these fists and big feet.  It's everywhere on the ground?The severed palms and big feet, as well as the officer rolling on the ground in pain.  At the same time, the city gate of Kyoto was tightly closed.  The Qianshui army in Wengcheng suddenly started to make a noise, and many archers suddenly appeared on the city wall.  These people wore black armor and held formidable weapons in their hands.  The soldiers quickly realized that they had been fooled.  The Han people did not want to recruit them, but to massacre them.  These sailors rushed towards the city gate crazily, hoping to open the only escape route.  As they moved, a shower of arrows shot towards them.  There were wailing sounds, groans as they fell to the ground, curses and prayers, plus the "pop" and "pop" sounds of arrows being inserted into the human body.  Countless sounds were mixed together, which was a bit more tragic than in the Palace Square.  I don¡¯t know which brother is so wicked as to light a can of kerosene and throw it into the crowd.  The clay pot shattered on the stone pavement and flew everywhere.  The grease with fire stuck to the body like tarsal maggots and burned. The Yun family guards vented their anger in the most vicious way.  If one person does this, there will be a second one.  These guys were obviously prepared, otherwise it would be impossible to find so many clay pots and massive amounts of kerosene if they were killed.  Black smoke continued to rise in the urn city, and then heart-rending screams came.  The firemen below were howling and jumping, their hands and feet waving and flapping.  As if this would lessen the pain of the burning.  Wengcheng is not a big place to begin with, so 1,000 people crammed into it was already a huge crowd.  The movements of these people kept throwing the flames onto the robes.  Sometimes, all that is thrown away is a piece of clothing.  Sometimes what is thrown away is a palm, whether it is clothing or a burning palm.  If it gets on the robes, they will also make miserable screams.  I don¡¯t know how many oil cans these guys threw down, but the thick smoke and the smell of burning human bodies caught Yun Xiao¡¯s attention.  The thick smoke even hindered the shooting of the crossbow, even though the barbecue tasted very much like the barbecue that the Marquis loved to eat.  But no one thought of eating at this time. On the contrary, many of the instigators began to vomit.  They swore they would never burn anyone again in their next life. The sounds that were unlike human beings seemed to only belong to hell.  The executioner was so frightened by the tragic scene he created that he turned around and sat down on the city wall and covered his ears, not daring to listen to the miserable screams.  Aizi¡¯s eyes widened when he heard the hateful word ¡°kill¡±. There were more than ten thousand people!  Have they all been killed?  She foresaw that there would be killings, but she never expected that the Han people would be so decisive.  As if for just a moment, when she turned around, there was already a river of blood behind her.  Broken limbs and countless corpses had covered the entire square, and the white cloud blocking the sun had not yet passed.  The sun in the sky has been used to the killings for thousands of years, and it seems that it can't bear to see today's tragedy. It hid behind the white clouds and refused to stand on the road for a long time.  Feeling sticky on the palm, Aiko looked down.  The blood on the ground has turned into a river and is winding into the moat.  The water in the moat gradually turned red, and there was smelly blood everywhere on his hands, feet, and legs.  Aiko wanted to stand up, but failed several times.  My legs were as weak as those noodles, and I couldn't exert any strength at all.  At this moment, the smell of barbecue and a fierce scream entered her nose and ears almost at the same time.  She turned her head and looked in the direction of Wengcheng.  There was thick smoke and the screams sounded like it was hell.  Aiko was shaking all over and felt like she couldn't even kneel down.  She was shaking all over and pressed her hand into the blood again.  He used all his strength to look at the man on top of the city, he was so cruel.  What kind of person can be so cruel? This is more than 10,000 lives.  The killing in the palace square soon stopped, and there were no squirming bodies on the ground.  The sun turned out from behind the white clouds, and the dazzling sunlight reflected the blood on the ground red.  A group of conquered civilians were driven over and began to clean up the mess on the ground.  They loaded it into the frame hand by hand.  Large pieces of corpses were thrown directly onto bullock carts, which were loaded and hauled out of the city.  A simple crematorium has been set up there to cremate these poor people.  The bullock cart is dripping with blood along the way, and the local dogs in the city will chase the smell of blood.  But without exception, they were severely beaten by their owners.  Buckets of river water were lifted up from the moat, and then returned to the river with scarlet blood and lifted up again.  There were seven or eight layers of corpses piled up at the gate of Wengcheng, almost engulfing the gate.  The city walls were blackened by fireworks, and there were still light yellow human oil hanging in many places.  The urn city was filled with charred corpses, and they were doing various strange postures.  The expressions on their faces were all ferocious and terrifying, and there was still smoke rising from many of the corpses.    The smell of roasting human flesh and the black ash falling from the sky almost covered the entire Kyoto.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. 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