If I hadn't experienced it myself, I probably wouldn't have believed that I had such a cruel day.
I casually selected 1,800 people to go out, tied explosives to their bodies, and told them that this contained something similar to the incense. Once they sneaked into the enemy camp, they would throw away the incense.
On the ground, you can run as fast as you can.
They agreed with excitement.
The city gate creaked open, and then creaked shut again. The fifteen hundred people quickly disappeared into the mist, and soon they were no longer visible.
Hei Po followed them quietly. As soon as these people put down the explosive package, Huo Qilin would immediately set it on fire. The explosive package would explode as soon as it touched the fire, saving the time of burning the fuse.
"It's already mixed in." Hei Po's voice seemed to come from a very far away place. Without my order, the fire unicorn immediately rose into the sky and shot out two balls of blazing fire from both palms, like fire drills emerging from hell.
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All the soldiers on the tower were dumbfounded, and some even dropped the steel knives in their hands.
But I didn't care about these, and concentrated on looking at the huge winding line of fire.
Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang...
The continuous loud explosions were deafening. Even from such a distance, the ears were still sore from the shock.
For a moment, I felt a little disgusted with myself.
An Changting, why did you let these people die in vain? You did this only because the other party was Rui Xueji, and you wanted to defeat her, but you were using other people's blood to satisfy your own vanity.
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After the complete explosion, there was burning. The flames licked anything that could burn. The overwhelming flames dyed the fog red. From a distance, it looked like blood mist. I was even thinking that if I reached out and grabbed a handful, it would be like that.
You won’t get a palm full of red.
I don’t know who shouted: "We have won. Rui has surrendered... They have surrendered..."
Then the words followed in his ears: "Victory...Victory...Victory..."
Everyone hit the floor tiles with their weapons, making bursts of harsh impact sounds.
Rui Xueji was knocked unconscious by the explosion while escaping, and was being escorted by Wang at this time.
Bailu and the 1,500 people who went to set off explosives were all wiped out.
Because their bodies were burning, it was impossible to tell who was who, so they had to be buried on the spot and could not be taken back to their hometowns.
For a soldier, this is a pity, a lifelong regret. You can have a body wrapped in horse leather, but you can never die in a foreign land.
"No matter what method you use, drag those bodies back." I said firmly.
One of Bailu's lieutenants went out of the city to drag out the corpses. Before seeing Rui Xueji, I first saw these corpses that I couldn't tell who they were.
Looking at all the burnt flesh, I suppressed the retching in my heart.
I once heard Di Qing accidentally say that he had killed too many people in his life and would not die well when he got old.
I have killed a lot of people now, will I have a good ending?
I'm afraid not necessarily.
There is always a saying in Buddhism: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately.
If life is threatened, the butcher knife may be able to save someone's life. But if we let it go, can we really become Buddhas after death?
I'm afraid not necessarily.
Suddenly, I really want to know what will happen to those who force us to pick up the butcher's knife.
