Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Out of all the living beings in the world, only humans had the ability to think about death. Only humans knew that every living being was bound to die, and death was inevitable.

Animals don't think this way, they don't have the consciousness of death, they don't think about how their companion disappeared while they are still alive, do they not think that one day I will fall down and never get up again?

Humans have thought, but thinking cannot solve the terrible problem of death. As a result, mysticism came into being. The mysticism of human society was actually a by-product of people's thinking about life and death.

In the end, when humans realized that no matter how you thought about it, death was inevitable, so they could only choose the way they died. The funeral ceremony appeared in human society.

In the ancient times, all races had their own myths, so there were different burial ceremonies. Burial, cremation, mummies, and even burial ceremonies for shamans that had been used to feed wild beasts …

To fill death with a sense of ritual, to allow the soul to transcend became a kind of spiritual pursuit unique to humans.

For thousands of years, religious beliefs have changed, cultural heritage has fused, and funerals have changed but never disappeared.

Under the influence of this culture, humans all believed that humiliating corpses was a great sin!

Using different methods to kill the other party, in exchange for a completely different result, was completely different. Captured General, you gave him enough courtesy, let him choose his own way of dying, gave him a pre-death ceremony, and even after death, you buried him properly and erected a monument.

This was a way to kill the enemy.

There was also another method, which was to stab one to death with a random knife, then strip naked and humiliate the corpses. Then chop off one's head to show off, and even use one's skull as a toilet.

This was another way to kill the enemy.

Were there any differences between these two methods of killing? To the dead man, death was death, and the result was exactly the same. Hanging, drowning, chopping, burning, shooting … In the end, only one would die.

However, the different ways of dying could bring a completely different feeling to the living. The first way of dying, although the failed races were unwilling, but seeing their commanders die with dignity, and even making the enemies feel incomparable respect for them, the hatred, and even the sense of resistance in their hearts, would be greatly reduced.

Try the second method! A nation that has been insulted will burn with righteous indignation, the hatred of the entire nation will never be quenched, and from then on you will have endless reprisals.

Animals do not understand such thoughts. Could it be that in the eyes of tigers, lions, and elephants, death is death? Was the form of death really that important? What a strange human.

However, humans were just that strange. In order to pursue a dignified method of death, they could do many things that were difficult to understand.

For example, the current Haishenwai, the foolish samurai had used a brainless method to humiliate corpses and ignited the hatred of tens of thousands of Russian soldier s. The anger in their hearts was like a volcano, and even if you poured all of the sea water over Japan, it would not be extinguished.

Where did this sudden burst of combat strength come from? And that's where they came from...

"Damn idiot!" "Baja! Dragon Lord was so angry that he started cursing in Japanese.

"Pass down my orders. From now on, anyone who uses human heads to calculate the merits will have their achievements completely wasted …" Whoever cuts their head off again will not only fail to achieve military merits, but will also become guilty! "

"A bunch of idiots!" "It's easy to remember the credit …" Xiang Shaolong looked at the corpse on the ground, then suddenly moved as fast as lightning, ripping off the badge on the corpse's shoulder.

"Every single soldier has their own badge displayed on their shoulders. There is information on their military ranks and the troops that they belong to. Isn't it clear that you have killed an enemy by collecting these things? I have to cut off my head! "Perverts, a bunch of perverts …"

Very quickly, abnormal curses resounded throughout the army. Ding Si and Ma Huan brought their teams to protect the general as they continued to attack.

"Abnormal!" No more beheading... The general forbids the use of human heads for kung fu! Ripping of nameplates! "You damn fool, you're tearing apart a nameplate …"

"Are you stupid? You tell me if you're stupid... Even if you were a water bucket with a few heads hanging in a circle, four or five of them would be the limit. Tearing off one was proof that you killed this enemy. You didn't even think of such a simple matter? "Inconsiderate …"

After fighting and cursing along the way, the samurai finally woke up. Under the gaze of the generals, who were ready to kill, they threw away the bloody heads at their waists and started to play the game of ripping apart their nameplates.

Not long later, Ma Hui and Ding Si met Dao Jinfeiniao, Mao Liyiyuan, Yi Da Bei Ye and the rest who were fighting a hundred people.

Dragon Lord was immediately enraged when he saw this. This group of samurai who had killed their way into the Blood Gourd were still competing even after their Katana cut a hole in it. Their eyes were all red with killing intent.

"Eight!" "All of you, stop …" Dragon Lord somersaulted down from his horse and rushed over to use the White Blade Confining Technique. With a series of clanging sounds, the Katana s that had their blades shattered were thrown onto the ground. "Clangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclangclang."

Immediately after, he fell on his back eighteen times with the help of his big wrestler and this group of perverts caused Dao Jinfeiniao to fall on his head. He felt his body falling on the ground, and when he just got up he was smashed on the ground by a shoulder, and then on the ground again.

Dragon Lord looked at this group of samurai and shouted, "Soak their heads in the water and let them clear their minds!"

At that moment they were on the left flank of the battlefield, at the eastern edge of the peninsula, near the Bay of Ursula.

Although the ice on the Ousri Bay in April had been broken, the sea water was still bone-chilling cold. Ding Si, Ma Hui and a bunch of soldiers carried these crazy samurai to the sea and stuffed their heads into the water.

"Idiot! If it weren't for you perverts, this group of Russian s would not have been this crazy … Wake up, all of you, wake up! "

Ding Si was even more wicked as he shouted and kicked them on the butt, "Damn it, I said you're abnormal, you're abnormal! If they were going to fight, they would definitely die. Killing people was not a bad idea … But why does it seem to me that you guys enjoy the process of killing people? "Abnormal …"

With a splash, Ding Si took Mao Liyiyuan's head out of the ice water and placed it beside his ear as he yelled, "You bastard, you don't even know how to rip off nameplates? Do you even know how to tear up a nameplate! "

The biting cold sea water finally calmed the warriors down, and Dao Jinfeiniao was the first to shout out, "I know my wrongs, I will listen to the general's orders, I will tear open the nameplate, and then I will tear the nameplate!"

"But …" "But what do you mean by tearing up a nameplate …"

"Holy sh * t, you still haven't gotten enough water yet …" The soldier behind him pushed his head down again.

Mao Liyiyuan was shocked when he saw this, "Don't drown me, I know how to tear down nameplates, I will definitely tear up nameplates properly … "Hold on!" Mao Liyiyuan suddenly roared towards the ocean.

"Look!" There's a sampan approaching us at sea... Was it reinforcements! "All of you, quickly look …"