People in the Ming Dynasty are lawless

Chapter 251 Dark Night! Fight! Angry about everything! It’s all a mixture of hatred!

There are many things in this world, and there is no so-called right or wrong.

There are also many things that are simply not worthy of your consideration and consideration.

Because once your own bottom line is involved,

There is always some passion beyond reason that will support you to do this.

As a Han Chinese, a person of flesh and blood, Chen Han

Even in modern society, he is just a college student who kills chickens continuously and sometimes has to pass by, unable to bear to watch the process of the chicken dying slowly.

Even if his modern society is just a place where even the smell of blood is unbearable,

Ordinary people will feel nauseous when the strong smell of blood hits their nostrils.

But after arriving on the battlefield, the anger from the murder of his compatriots aroused his infinite motivation.

Perhaps it is truly unforgivable and comes from the resentment in the genes.

In history books, we can only see the pale written records of tens of millions of people being killed one after another.

But now I am watching these massacres happening in front of me,

No words are enough to describe the anger in Chen Han's heart now.

This feeling of being overwhelmed by anger has never been felt before in modern life.

Perhaps only by truly coming to such a world,

Only when you truly realize that your compatriots are unable to resist or struggle in front of you,

Only then will I truly sympathize with them,

Only then do we really forget the danger at this time.

Chen Han finally understood why after seeing his comrades fall on the battlefield, he forgot about life and death and must put the enemy to death. Even if he knew that he would die, he still wanted to avenge his comrades.

He once thought that those records showed that after the death of his comrades, he burst out with strong fighting power and forgot about life and death. Even if the bullet penetrated his body,

You still have to use your mouth to pull the fuse of the grenade and die together with the enemy. That is superman, that is fantasy, that is impossible,

That is just to show the bravery of our army.

But when I feel the same way that my compatriots are being killed,

Seeing the scorched earth destroyed by the war,

Obviously yesterday they might still be alive, yesterday they might still be working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Obviously they have not offended anyone, they just want to live an ordinary life,

But fate took hold of his throat at this time.

Those beasts rode fast horses, bows and arrows, and started shooting arrows from a distance, massacring everyone indiscriminately.

Even the old, weak, women and children, even those Han people have laid down their weapons and given up resistance,

He was willing to give them food, but they were still not satisfied.

They are like devouring demons, they don't even know what sympathy is.

They just know. All the food was robbed, all the men were killed, and every woman they saw was raped.

They don't seem to have the slightest bit of kindness that humans should have.

Under such circumstances, it is simply impossible to get them to have any sympathy and make them stop.

They only know how to kill, even if the children are crying miserably,

Even though the woman was struggling violently and begging for mercy, she couldn't stop them.

……

At this time, the four to five thousand Jurchens, under the leadership of several of their captains,

A Han Chinese walled city with five or six hundred people had just been massacred.

They tied all the women into their camp.

Although there are only one or two hundred of these women, they are being ravaged by them as if they are their prey.

No one seems to be able to do anything about them.

Chen Han led the troops without any plan, and his eyes were already red.

He no longer felt fear or fear, and there was only one word in his heart - revenge.

As they rushed all the way, they saw the scorched earth ahead of the village they had just massacred.

Chen Han originally didn't want to stop, he just wanted to chase after and kill those beasts.

But at this moment an old man stumbled out,

Holding a white cloth with writing written in blood, he stood on the roadside.

His hair was messy and he was covered in blood.

When they saw Chen Han, they immediately recognized him as a Ming Dynasty soldier.

He fell to his knees, held up the cloth with writing on it and shouted, "Soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, kill the thieves, kill the thieves!!"

The old man knelt down on the roadside with blood and anger.

Chen Han turned over and immediately went to help the old man up.

The old man's body was scorched black at this time, and it could be seen that he had just experienced a life-and-death escape.

Seeing the Han cavalry, the old man shouted, "General, general, go quickly, go quickly, in the southeast direction,

They are on the grassland in the southeast. There are more than a hundred women from our village there. Go and save them. Go and save them. "

Chen Han saw that he was covered with bruises and said with concern: "Old man, you have to bandage it quickly."

But the old man shook his head: "I am too old to be cured.

I only hope that I, the Ming soldiers, can save the women in the village.

Those are all beasts, those are all beasts.

The old man's eldest son, second son, two grandsons, and wife have all been killed by them.

There is no point in living alone. I just want you, General, to carry this flag with you.

Let those beasts know that our little village is not dead yet.

Even if the old man's life is not long, if he can see the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty avenge the villagers, even death will be worth it. "

The soldiers behind him shed tears after seeing this scene.

What a miserable scene.

What a bunch of heartless beasts.

Even if there was just the slightest flinch.

But after arriving here, I saw everywhere scorched earth.

Seeing the people here, they also forgot about life and death, and just wanted to rush over and kill all those beasts.

When Chen Han and the others arrived at the place where nearly 5,000 Jurchen beasts were stationed, they saw a series of tents under the hillside.

From a distance, you can see large bonfires being lit.

These beasts didn't even think of setting up sentries around the area.

Perhaps they had been winning all this time, so they ignored the Ming army and were now encircling them.

They even ignore the dangers they may encounter.

At this time, they should all be enjoying the food they snatched from the Han villages.

Although Chen Han's blood was already rising and he was not afraid at all, he still knew how to use strategies.

When Chen Han saw the continuous tents, the first order he gave was: "Prepare torches for me and burn everything that can be burned!"

The musketeers brought a lot of gunpowder, which was applied to wooden sticks wrapped in cloth and ignited easily.

The three thousand angry army with revenge rumbled on the hillside and used the inertia of the charge to stab straight away like sharp swords.

The loud sound of horse hooves startled the Jurchens.

When they reacted, they saw that Chen Han and the others were already coming to kill them.

A thousand musketeers dispersed and threw torches into the tent.

Those tents were all made of cloth, and they burned quickly as if oil was poured on the flames.

The Jurchens never expected that during this month of burning, killing and looting they encountered no resistance at all, but in the middle of the night a powerful civilian army suddenly came to attack them.

They didn't even know how many men the Ming army had.

Chen Han also carried a big knife in his hand.

Although he is not as brave and good at fighting as the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.

But for some reason, my mind is filled with those heroic thoughts;

My mind is filled with the yelling lines from the movie.

He took the lead and rushed in like crazy, killing everyone he saw, and beheading the Jurchens who had different hairstyles from the Han people.

I don't know why, but there is tremendous power in my hand.

With the charge of the horse, he rushed over.

Fortunately, he also learned to ride a horse during these six months.

I also did some basic exercises with some soldiers.

And when he was in modern society, he was not a person who often stayed in the house.

In order to adapt to the harsh environment on the mountain, he insisted on exercising, and his physical strength and endurance were stronger than ordinary people.

In addition, in this specific environment, one forgets life and death, forgets pain and pain, only remembers hatred, and only thinks about killing these beasts.

Adrenaline hormones surged, and there was nothing that could stop him.

Like other soldiers, he was brave and skillful in battle;

Like other soldiers, he was angry and powerful;

Like other soldiers, he roared and led the way.

His example inspired all soldiers.

The soldiers shuttled back and forth among the Jurchens' army,

Before the Jurchens could react, before they put on their armor and went into battle, before they found the horses immediately.

Three thousand people just rushed in,

After throwing away all the torches, the one thousand musketeers quickly gathered and started shooting in an orderly manner.

Although the current firecrackers do not have triggers;

There is no crosshair;

There is no quick way to refill.

But the huge roar still gave those Jurchens a huge deterrent effect.

Even in this chaos, there is no need to aim at all,

As long as they see the chaotic crowd and open fire, they can knock down a large number of Jurchens.

These Jurchens were so arrogant and domineering before, but now they are in such a mess.

The wail changes too quickly.

There used to be countless Han people, but now they are them.

The wailing in the burning tent, in the sky with flames, in this cold midnight night, intertwined with tragic music.

This was originally a hell on earth,

But to Chen Han, it sounded as exciting as Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny.

His eyes are red;

His hands were trembling;

The breath of the horse under him was white mist;

His sword was sharpened;

His hands were covered in blood;

His armor was no longer the bright yellow color it had before, but was stained with blood;

His face was no longer handsome, but instead cast a layer of anger;

His hair was not messy under the armor, but the hair on his forehead had been solidified with blood like hairspray.

But none of these could stop him from charging forward.

When he saw the Jurchens, he rushed over.

He even reached out and grabbed their ugly copper-money rat-tail-like braids in his hand, and then chopped them off on their heads.

The knife cut into the skull and made a crunching sound, which made people's teeth feel sour and scary.

In normal times, this would be a terrifying scene.

But now Chen Han gritted his teeth and pulled his braid, trying to take the knife off his head.

However, the Jurchen's survival instinct burst out at this time.

He actually grabbed Chen Han's knife with both hands, and then pulled Chen Han off the horse regardless of the severe pain.

What kind of scene is that?

Chen Han fell to the ground and watched helplessly as the bloody Jurchen with a big knife on his head roared towards him like a grizzly bear.

Almost instinctively, he rolled on the ground.

The big man's body, which weighed nearly two hundred kilograms, was plopped into a bloody puddle on the ground.

Just when he was about to stand up again, Chen Han had already twisted up, picked up a sharp stone as big as a fist from somewhere, and hit the Jurchen's head directly.

With the banging sound and his almost crazy roar, the Jurchen finally died.

With little time to think about it, Chen Han grabbed the bloody knife, stepped on the Jurchen corpse, and pulled out the knife with force.

Then without any hesitation, he got on his horse and started looking for the target again.

Beside him, the lieutenant general who had just seen this scene was stunned.

Chen Han is a prince, a guy who looked like a weak scholar before.

But on the battlefield, he was like a crazy wolf.

The scene just now left him frightened even after having been on the battlefield for many years.

What a terrifying scene that was. With a knife on her head, the Jurchen still dared to pounce.

It is estimated that anyone who goes to the battlefield for the first time will be so scared that they wet their pants.

But Chen Han didn't. Instead, he showed amazing tenacity and actually beat the Jurchen to death.

This is the power of anger.

Under such circumstances, there is no such thing as a duke, and there is no such thing as a weak scholar.

The hatred of the country and the family was superimposed on Chen Han like a double buff. His scarlet eyes were looking for his prey.

He rode a fast horse and rushed into a tent. In the corner of the tent with dirty sheets, a woman with torn clothes was huddled.

It can be seen that she must have been violated just now.

Just when Chen Han was about to dismount and go to save him, there was a roar from behind and a figure rushed up.

When Chen Han heard the sound, he had already waved his hand hard and curled it into a big knife like a saw.

There was a click and a scream sounded.

It turned out that he had just cut off the right hand of the Jurchen who rushed forward, including the wrist.

The Jurchen threw herself on the ground, covering her severed hand and wailing.

Chen Han turned over and dismounted, his face covered with blood, and roared: "You still know the pain, you still know the pain!

You beasts like you know how to feel pain! "

The Jurchen could speak Ming Dynasty Mandarin, and while crawling out of the tent, she begged for mercy, "Spare my life... Spare my life, I have old people at home... and children..."

Chen Han was even more angry when he heard this. He stepped forward and stepped on his back, shouting. Pricked down hard.

How could a back without leather armor resist the penetration of a sharp blade? Another Jurchen was killed by Chen Han...

(End of this chapter)