Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

During the Republic of China, wars raged.

In March, warlords separatist rule.

Some people have greatly enriched the country because of this, some people have been displaced because of this, and the people are in dire straits.

On the railway train heading to Kyoto, the people in distress were so hungry that their faces were yellow and their muscles were thin, and their legs were trembling.

Wearing tattered and patched clothes, he carried a crying child on his back.

One by one, they crowded into the small train space, stretching their necks and looking forward to it.

Looking forward to reaching the prosperous Kyoto, looking forward to finding a safe place to stay in the warlord rule where all parties are fighting.

However, after a long journey, Kyoto is clearly in sight and almost within reach.

A storm of news came, like a thunderbolt on the ground, blasting through the crowd.

It also shattered their supposedly good expectations.

The Zhili warlord army has already invaded Kyoto and captured Kyoto.

The Hui faction warlords were forced to retreat, and the two sides faced off outside the capital.

At present, all railways leading to Kyoto are closed, and no one is allowed to enter or exit.

The news, which came as suddenly as a storm, triggered panic and panic among the crowd almost instantly.

The train was forced to stop halfway, and the coal-burning steam furnace released a large amount of black smoke.

It spread all the way to the sky, almost blackening the clouds.

"What's going on?"

“I really can’t go to Kyoto?!”

"Damn it, why are there always wars everywhere? How on earth are we going to live like this!?"

"Everyone, please be patient, please be patient! We are less than three miles away from Kyoto. If you want to continue to Kyoto, you can get off here! Although Kyoto is closed now, there are still many hotels outside the city. If you endure it for two days, maybe the war situation will ease!"

"...What is this all about!"

"Where can I still have money to stay in a hotel? If war breaks out, wouldn't I die here?"

Everyone is complaining.

"Stop talking nonsense! If you want to get off, get off quickly! If you don't, just shut up!"

The conductor had a very hot temper and an alarmingly loud voice.

"I'd like to remind you! The people in Kyoto are the Owl Army, and there is no rule against killing civilians! If you want to die, you can go to the head. If you are killed by a gun and lose your life, don't blame others. No reminder!”

There was silence on the train.

There were no more complaints.

Deathly quiet.

The conductor saw that none of them were moving and snorted coldly.

Close the train doors and wave the flag.

Soon, the train whistled long and loudly.

The heavy locomotive turned around and headed in the opposite direction of Kyoto.

People who couldn't reach Kyoto stretched their long necks and looked back.

No one said a word, they all cherished their lives.

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Within Kyoto.

The owl army is indeed killing people.

Burning, killing and looting, specializing in killing corrupt officials, specializing in robbing rich and evil people.

The mansion of the largest wealthy businessman in Kyoto was directly occupied by the army.

All the women, children, and servants were restrained in the open space.

The troops who killed people without batting an eyelid on the battlefield were searching each room at this moment.

He dug out all the valuable things and kicked over the rouge and gouache.

The cries of the elderly and children, and the cries of women begging for mercy, echoed throughout the house.

The crowd outside the mansion looked on in admiration, and even cheered from time to time.

Xiao Jun's style of dealing with things has always been cruel and ruthless, but I have to say that watching a wealthy businessman being slaughtered is really satisfying.