Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 180 Anyone who violates our mountains and rivers will be punished!
But Huo Shixun pulled out the sword on the ground, walked to Liu Yao, and handed it to Liu Yao respectfully: "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince, the Beiyan traitors invaded our Dongling mountains and rivers, slaughtered [-] of our Dongling soldiers, and made the people miserable!"

"Please, Your Highness, kill the veteran Beiyan general with your own hands and avenge the sacrifice of our soldiers and people in Dongling!"

All the soldiers shouted in unison: "Revenge! Revenge! Revenge...!"

Liu Yao did not dare to take Huo Shixun's sword.

Because since childhood, many people died because of him, but there were no people killed by his own hands.

He subconsciously looked at Bai Mingwei, hoping that this fierce evil woman could lend him some courage.

Bai Ming looked at Liu Yao slightly, and finally got a taste of it.

The Huo family army cannot kill prisoners at will, and the Bai family army cannot, but the Ninth Prince, who is bent on avenging the martyrs, can.

As long as Liu Yao took action and started this, Emperor Yuan Zhen would not be able to punish others.

Once the Ninth Prince is filled with righteous indignation and his personal revenge for the heroic sacrifice of the soldiers is spread, it means that the Liu family recognizes the value of the sacrifice of these [-] soldiers.

In this way, it would be even more difficult for outsiders to bite the Bai family, saying that the Bai family members were too happy with their achievements and used their troops poorly, resulting in the heroic sacrifice of [-] soldiers.

After all, the sacrifices of the soldiers are meaningful, so how can we blame the generals for doing wrong things?Can a coward general make this sacrifice meaningful?

Bai Mingwei looked away. Even if he wanted to kill these thieves to avenge his father, uncle, brothers, and soldiers, she could not encourage Liu Yao to do it at this time.

Because then the whole thing would be meaningless because of her involvement.

Seeing that Liu Yao was indifferent, Huo Shixun knelt down on one knee: "Your Highness, Ninth Prince, please!"

Liu Yao was very helpless. His mind was blank and he didn't know where he was.

In a daze, he reached out his hand and grasped the sword handed over by Huo Shixun.

The temperature of the sword hilt was so cold that it quickly brought him back to his senses.

The soldiers once again shouted in unison: "Revenge! Revenge! Revenge...!"

One of the Huo Jiajun's lieutenants said: "Your Highness, the hands of these thieves are all stained with the blood of our Dongling people."

"Look at the corpses scattered all over the field, the piles of bones, the more than 7 bones..."

"They are the fathers of so many children, the sons of so many old people, and the support of so many women."

"But now, they died in a bloody battle and their bodies were left lying in the mountains for more than a month. After their deaths, all they have left is a crowded pit, a thin white cloth, and a tombstone without a name."

"Don't you hate or complain?"

No matter how indifferent Liu Yao was about life and death, he couldn't put down his sword at this moment and say that he didn't hate or complain.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the heart-rending cry of the little leopard when he was tortured by the captives rang in his mind, and the strong and unyielding figure of the little carrot-head emerged.

Finally, he held the sword tightly and walked step by step in front of the veteran.

The veteran raised his head and looked at death as if he were dead.

He laughed loudly: "I, Mr. Zhai, have spent half my life in the military. I go to meet my ancestors in this way. I have no fear! No shame! No regrets!"

Liu Yao's hands were shaking badly.

The person in front of me seems to be over sixty years old.

It's not that he couldn't bear it, he just couldn't do it.

He took a few deep breaths, and then thought of the little leopard hanging on the torture rack and being tortured and bruised, and of the little kid hiding in bed crying.

If there was no war, why would they suffer?
These thieves who invaded Dongling are the initiators of the tragedy!
Thinking of this, Liu Yao raised his heavy sword high and then slashed it down.

Blood splashed all over his face.

Fishy, ​​warm, sticky/thick...

He was stunned, and the sword in his hand fell.

Seeing the veteran's body and head separated, Huo Shixun shouted: "Annihilate them all! Throw them into mass graves!" With this order, all the Beiyan prisoners of war were beheaded and thrown into the big pit where the bodies of the Beiyan people were buried. .

Finally, he was buried in the soil and became a soul crawling at the feet of more than 7 martyrs. In the most humiliating way, he will forever repent to these Dongling martyrs for the sins he committed!
When everything was completed, Huo Shixun concluded: "Are they pitiful? Not pitiful at all! When they killed my Dongling soldiers, they should have expected this day."

"Are they innocent? Not innocent at all! It was these thieves who hung the people of Pingcheng on top of the city just a few days ago!"

"Even if they become prisoners of war and weak, the crimes they committed cannot be eliminated! Because each of them is stained with the blood of Dongling people!"

"This is a sin that they can never wash away and cannot repay with blood! Remember this, General! Anyone who offends our mountains and rivers will be punished!"

The generals and soldiers were so arrogant that they shouted in unison: "Anyone who violates our mountains and rivers will be punished!"

When the prisoners were beheaded just now, not everyone went to death calmly and regarded death as home like the veteran general.

There are also shouts, begging for mercy, reluctance to leave relatives, and even more attachment to the world.

Nobody wants to die.

But if they don’t want to die, don’t they have to die?
As Huo Shixun said, they are full of evil and are the main culprits of countless misfortunes in Dongling. They also massacred the prisoners of war in Dongling.

Their death is not enough to comfort the [-] soldiers, let alone the innocent people!
What's more, there is still a place to bury their bones after they die.

The weak Bai Jing shouted with everyone, and then looked at Bai Mingwei excitedly: "Mingwei..."

From what follows, it goes without saying that Bai Mingwei also knows that Fifth Brother is very happy!

How could he not be pleased that those who killed family members and comrades were executed in front of them?

How could it not bring tears to his eyes?
However, during the whole process, Liu Yao was confused.

He seemed to be crazy, dazed, and out of his mind.

He often had the word "kill" on his lips, and countless people died because of him.

He disregards life and knows no respect.

Because the blood never splashed on him.

But when he raised his sword and beheaded the veteran with his own hands, the living man turned into a pile of rotten flesh.

The hot blood flowing through his body gradually cooled down.

Only then did he realize that death was so ugly and sinful.

He seemed to understand a little bit why everyone felt sad and angry over the corpses lying on the Yinshan Mountain.

What if one of them is his mother-in-law?What if his mother-in-law was killed alive?

Liu Yao couldn't imagine it and was in a daze, as if he had been greatly frightened.

Huo Shixun picked up the sword on the ground, put it back on his waist, and saluted respectfully: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

All the soldiers knelt down to him: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

Liu Yao was still confused and muttered incoherently: "Are you done? Go back when you're done!"

gone back.

gone back.

Killing is so terrible...

Huo Shixun ignored Bai Mingwei, held the sword at his waist, and left with Liu Yao.

However, Bai Mingwei discovered that the killing of prisoners of war seemed to be a spur-of-the-moment move, but in fact it had already been planned.

Keeping this group of prisoners would be a serious worry. If the Beiyan people fart, Emperor Yuan Zhen can send them back, and they will become the executioners of the southern invasion.

Only by dying can we avoid future troubles and comfort tens of thousands of heroic souls!

(End of this chapter)