Longevity Begins with Jinyiwei

outskirts of Shenyang,

"Beast thing, hurry up, put everything into the car!"

"quick!"

Along with bursts of unpleasant shouts, the whips also fell.

Yan Yingyuan gritted his teeth, endured the sting of the whip falling, and picked up the heavy wooden box that was completely disproportionate to his thin body. There was dead silence in his eyes. It also proved that he was not tortured into a living dead like other slaves.

After putting down the wooden box that overwhelmed him, Yan Yingyuan couldn't help but glance at the south. He was not a slave who didn't know big characters and didn't understand anything.

He naturally knew that the Jurchen beast who had taken him as a slave was in a hurry to clean up his family property, because the Daheng Shanhai army had already broken through Liaozhen, and the army was coming. Shenyang takes refuge!

"Destroy its clan... exterminate its species..."

Thinking of these six words, Yan Yingyuan couldn't help trembling in his heart!

If it was in the past, he would have sneered at it, and even said that he would not be able to gather with all his friends, and utter nonsense, scolding this barbaric act.

But, after being arrested, Jin, who was a scholar from a high place, became a slave, died tragically, suffered from relatives and friends, and witnessed countless tragic scenes, how can he... how can he still have the slightest innocence!

He can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood!

"Hurry up, slow down, I will kill you!"

It's just a moment of thought, a whip fell on his body again, and the piercing pain poured into his heart. Yan Yingyuan had no longer looked fluctuated at all. He knew that the army of mountains and seas was golden after the soldiers entered. Shenyang, and under the premise of encircling Shenyang, must send troops to sweep the surrounding towns of Shenyang.

He, the time when the great revenge he was longing for will come soon, very soon.

At this moment, as if the heavens sensed his Yan Yingyuan's expectation, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves came suddenly and clearly.

Immediately afterwards, there were horrified mourning and panic, followed by a sonorous and powerful shout, which was clearly reflected in everyone's ears.

"Old rules, except for the Han people, everyone, regardless of age or gender, will be executed!"

At the end of the street, the Daheng black dragon flag fluttered and fluttered, and the armored and sharp iron cavalry charged on the street, one after another blade fell, and it was a splatter of blood.

"I have endured you for a long time!"

At this moment, Yan Yingyuan couldn't hold back the resentment in his heart any longer, and flew away fiercely, throwing the Jurchen who had squeezed him like a beast for several years to the ground, beating him like a madman.

However, the literati was weak, coupled with the inhuman torture for more than a year, just for a moment, Yan Yingyuan was pushed to the ground by the anti-guest, and he pulled out his short knife and stabbed it with one knife.

"My life is over!"

Yan Yingyuan stared at the falling blade unwillingly, trying to resist, but was held down tightly and could not move at all.

"court death!"

At this moment, there was a sudden violent drink, and then, a blade also fell from the sky, and blood splashed Yan Yingyuan's face, holding down his majestic body, and collapsed on him weakly.

"Hanmin?"

Zhang Mo, the commander of the Zhongwu Battalion, rode his horse with a sword and asked.

"I am Yan Yingyuan from Tongzhou. I traveled to the frontier at the beginning of last year. I was knocked on the side by Mongolia, and I was carried away. After tossing and turning, I ended up here..."

"student?"

Zhang Mo raised his brows, as if interested.

"The general has good eyesight, and Yan Mouxu has the reputation of being a scholar..."

Hearing this, Zhang Mo became more interested and waved, and immediately, a soldier came with a horse.

Zhang Mo asked, "Can you ride a horse?"

"meeting."

Yan Yingyuan nodded immediately.

"Then get on the horse and follow the general!"

Seeing this, Yan Yingyuan didn't falter. He struggled to get on his horse, and as soon as he sat firmly, a suit of armor was thrown over.

"The sword has no eyes, put it on!"

The large stomach was put on Yan Yingyuan's scrawny body, which was undoubtedly quite funny. At this time, no one seemed to care about it. Yan Yingyuan held the sword tightly, his pale face flushed with excitement, and his body trembled a little. .

"Destroy its clan, destroy its species!"

"Except for the Han people, no matter men, women or children, no one will be left!"

The general shouted loudly, and the horse moved, the iron cavalry interspersed in the town, the blade fell, the fire gun was fired, and the endless bloodshed completely enveloped the town around Shenyang.

It was not until sunset that the almost dehumanizing killing was worthy of a stop. In the entire town, except for the Han slaves who were sent to the town and shivered and shrank into a ball, there was not a single living person to be seen.

Ploughing the hole!

Kill their clan, destroy their species!

These short six words, when thoroughly implemented, will be a **** monstrous rare in history!

Jinzhou is an isolated city, the back gold is empty, and tens of thousands of troops from Shanhai Town are galloping on the land of eastern Liaoning without hindrance.

At the beginning, it was limited by military strength and could not sweep on a large scale, but when the Zhongwu Camp and Beizhili Zhuwei arrived in Liaodong, the **** killing began.

This time, there is no rule not to disturb or injure the people.

In this era, there is no such thing as humanitarianism.

This time, compared to the previous dynasties, the strategy of dealing with alien races when they were prosperous was even more cruel!

Ploughing the hole!

Kill their clan, destroy their species!

Total genocide!

From Jinzhou, this cruel military order has been issued.

All non-Han people will be killed!

The endless bloodshed also completely enveloped the land of Liaodong.

Tens of thousands of troops, looting and slaughtering wantonly throughout Liaodong, respecting villages and towns, and cities everywhere!

Wherever the soldiers can reach, it is a slaughter without any scruples!

"What's the matter, are you afraid?"

In the midst of the blood, the soldiers rested, Zhang Mo turned to look at the thin Yan Yingyuan beside him and asked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ not afraid! "

Yan Yingyuan shook his head and grinned: "very fun!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhang Mo suddenly laughed for one: "Not bad!"

"Are you interested in joining the army, you are a talented person, and you will be given preferential treatment in the army."

Yan Yingyuan was a little moved, but in the end, he still shook his head.

"Why, are you looking down on this general and these Qiu Ba?"

Zhang Mo's expression suddenly became a little ugly.

"The general misunderstood, Yan's late father's life, he only hoped for Yan's high school, and Yan dared not live up to his father's expectations..."

Hearing such remarks, Zhang Mo's face became a little better, but between the words, it was obvious that the appreciation just now was lost, and it was a little more strange.

If you don't want to be a warrior, you are a scholar.

These warriors don't have a good impression of the literati!

Either hold back, or stab in the back, stir up the storm, and now, most of the dynasty has rebelled...

Otherwise, these literati make trouble, and the situation in the world will be so bad.

Literati, it's not as good as shit!

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