Volume 1: Looking Northwest, Shooting the Sirius Chapter 80: The Slaughter
Damn it, Chai Tiannuo turned around and looked at it carefully, vaguely understanding what Zhao Jiujin meant.
Hundreds of them all have left-legged clothes. Although they look like Chinese people, if you look closely, you can still see the discord in their dress and behavior. They are the nobles of the royal court.
Countless years of mutual exchanges have made the blood of Dahua spread widely in the grassland. Just as Shilong Shanyu said, the blood of Dahua flows in his body.
Compared with the almost barbaric primitive tribes, the prairie people with Dahua heritage had strategic knowledge far beyond that of ordinary prairie Tatars, so they naturally occupied a place in the royal court.
It just so happens that these people are extremely disgusted with Dahua's attitude. Every time a conflict breaks out between the two countries, they appear.
This led Dahua to make the classic statement, "Become a barbarian and serve the people."
"The main camp has left, what are they doing here?"
Chaitino asked curiously.
"What else can you do, eat flesh and drink blood!"
At first, Chai Tiannuo thought this was Zhao Jiujin’s angry words, but after he really understood it, he discovered that it was the truth!
The reason why these noble people have not withdrawn is because they are waiting to absorb the spiritual blood and spiritual energy condensed by the spirit gathering array. The elderly can live longer, the women can stay young forever, and the babies can cultivate the roots of heaven and earth.
They really didn't expect that with a guard general and a golden-patterned shaman here, they would be caught in a trap by the Chinese, without even a chance to escape.
Looking at the pool of blood, and then at the noble man suffering under the whip, Chai Tiannuo took out Minghong and strode over.
"Lao Chai, what are you going to do?"
Zhao Jijin shouted loudly, and Chai Tiannuo said without looking back:
"kill!"
"..."
Zhao Jiujin's lips trembled for a long time, but in the end he didn't say anything to stop him. Only less than two thousand of the tens of thousands of people were left. These steppe Tatars really deserved to die!
"Puff puff puff~"
Ming Hong's sword was like rain, and blood flowed into a river in an instant. The nobles cried and dodged, but they could not delay even half an hour, and eventually they turned into dead souls under the sword.
The spreading blood lines eventually flowed into the blood pit, mixing with each other and becoming indistinguishable from each other.
"Chai Dalang, stop it, the rest are women and children!"
Colonel Song stood in front of the crowd, but Chai Tiannuo pushed him aside.
Pointing to the body covered with corpses next to the blood pool, Chaitino said coldly:
"Ours are also women and children. Why, they can kill and eat them?!"
"Looking at the bodies of those who died, do you dare to say that I am a soldier of Great China, and I cannot kill those beasts that devour your essence and blood?"
Looking at the mountains of corpses, it seemed as if there were countless resentments flying over him. Colonel Song's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground. His so-called persistence disappeared into thin air.
"Boss, wipe the blood on your face."
The old man found a wet noodle handkerchief somewhere and gently handed it over.
Standing in front of the pile of corpses that he had beheaded, Chaitino did not move for a long while. The eyes of the three thousand soldiers on his side were much more fearful than before, and they were no longer as respectful as before.
Chaitino took it silently and carefully wiped off the blood stains on his face. There was too much blood on his body and he couldn't wipe it clean at all.
However, unlike the past when they were stained by their own blood, today's stains are all the blood of nobles from the prairie.
"Don't blame them. They just can't accept your approach for a while. After a long time, it will naturally get better."
Zhao Jijin stepped forward to comfort him, while Chai Tiannuo shook his head gently:
"Whether I accept it or not, I don't act to gain others' approval. I just want to seek justice for those who died!"
Looking at the common people who were led by soldiers and marching away with joy on their faces, Chai Tiannuo's voice was a little hoarse:
"The enemy regards them as abandoned objects, and our own people regard them as cold corpses. The original relatives and friends now just want to escape early and have no concern for them."
"Tens of thousands of lives disappeared silently in front of everyone. Old Zhao, don't you think they are pitiful?"
Zhao Jijin was silent. He had never thought about this problem before. The living were far greater than the dead. This was a customary rule in the border areas.
"...Summer turns to cold and autumn returns, people bury their bones in the barren hills, butterflies dream of homes thousands of miles away, and shed tears on the terrace when looking at their hometown."
Chai Tiannuo crossed his hands and bowed deeply to the mountain of corpses in the blood pit.
"Boom~~~"
The sky suddenly changed, thunder dragons shuttled around, and countless transparent spiritual bodies flew up, heading towards Chai Tiannuo.
The strong wind blew up, blew away the green grass and uprooted the big trees, and sent huge amounts of sand and dust into the sky, turning the sky into a hazy yellow.
There was a roaring sound, and the heavy raindrops trapped in the sand kept falling. Except for the dark yellow, there was no other color between the sky and the earth.
"Kakakong!"
The divine thunder suddenly fell and hit the mountain of corpses in the blood pit, and the golden flames burned blazingly. The raindrops not only failed to extinguish the fire, but instead extended the flames, forming a huge fire roll rising into the sky, illuminating the surrounding area with golden color.
"Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand!"
Somehow, looking at the people hiding under the horses' bellies in the yellow sky, this thought suddenly came to Chai Tiannuo's mind, just like what the Yellow Turban Army said in his previous life.
In the Mirror Flower Realm, the ingested spiritual bodies turned into pearls and fell, making a crackling sound from the clear water.
On the small island, the Anqi jujube tree stands still, and the tall peach tree dangles its branches and leaves lightly.
The heavy rain fell for a full hour, and then disappeared as suddenly as it came.
"...This rain is so weird!"
Zhao Jiujin wiped off the water stains on his face and looked at the scene in front of him with dumbfounded eyes.
The mountain of blood pits and corpses disappeared, leaving no trace of ashes in its place, leaving only a deep pit.
But those nobles killed by Chai Tiannuo were still lying beside the pit, and even the blood stains were not melted away.
Chai Tiannuo, who was originally soaked with blood, now has no blood stains on his body. The muddy raindrops have actually washed him spotless, as if he was an immortal.
Looking at Chai Tiannuo, who looked delicate after the rain, an idea suddenly came to Zhao Jiujin's mind, the lucky man!
The team guarded the people all the way south, and everyone was silent. First, Chai Tiannuo slaughtered wildly, and then strange rain, thunder and fire fell from the sky. Everyone felt a little confused.
Why does the originally familiar world seem so strange?
Halfway through, Lieutenant Song withdrew his men, and the men who helped dispersed when they returned to Tumu Fort. Chai Tiannuo greeted Zhao Jiujin, Lao Busheng and others, took Chai Man'er and left directly.
Zhao Jiujin, who was escorting the people to the border town, couldn't help but shake his head and slaughtered the women and children. He was afraid that his reputation as Brother Chai would be ruined.
"...Man'er, do you want to visit Longshan City?"
Putting his arms around Chai Man'er's thin waist, Chai Tiannuo couldn't help but laugh. You said this girl keeps talking all day long. Where did all those things go? How come she doesn't have any fat on her body.
"I will go as soon as the young master goes!"
Man'er turned around with a bright smile on his face.
Chai Tiannuo couldn't help but be startled when he saw it, and sighed in his heart, the little girl has just grown up, like a flower god, with a beautiful smile and hundreds of flowers blooming.
Border Town General Mansion, White Tiger Festival Hall.
Zhong Xingxin was wearing a cloth, looking out the window with his hands behind his back, listening to Zhao Jiujin's report. After a while, he hummed and said:
"What Chaitino did is right. When others eat your own flesh and drink your own blood, but you have to be magnanimous, wouldn't you become an idiot?!"
"That's what I say, but killing women and children will eventually ruin your reputation. Tiannuo's reputation will be completely ruined this time."