Chapter 324: massacre

Chapter 324 Massacre
After Murong’s death, the soldiers returned to the military camp and re-entered the new team. Ten years later, some people made meritorious deeds and others died. The 60-year-old soldiers did not know how many were still alive...
Ouyang Shaohao squinted his eyes and swept a line of black characters, faintly said: "Only the name of the soldier was written on this, and the origin was not written. Which general they had been compiled into, they wanted to find them all, and it took some time. day……"
"It doesn't matter, ten years have passed, not bad these days!" Murong Xue said carelessly, took the teacup and sneaked a sip, seeing Ouyang Shaohao looking at the paper thoughtfully, could not help but open: "What to see Special people, look so serious?"
"This reads, there is a pro-military in Yangcun..." Ouyang Shaohao said faintly.

Yangcun?
Murong Xue’s eyes condensed:
But the Yangcun outside the capital?

"Yes!" Ouyang Shaohao nodded.
Murong Xue suddenly flashed a flash of light: "I remembered, Hui Bo inadvertently mentioned a surnamed Yang, who said that he was seriously injured in the battle of my death and could not go to the battlefield again. ......"
The pro-military who can't go to the battlefield will not be incorporated into the military camp, but will issue a certain amount of silver to let him return to his hometown to make a living...
"The new recruit ... back to Yangcun." Ouyang Shaoyan eyes deep.
"In all likelihood, I went back..." Murong Xue nodded and looked up at Ouyang Shaohao: "Yangcun is not too far from the capital. Let's go to Yangcun to find him..."
He is the surname of Murong Yue, and he went to the battlefield with Murong. When Murong died, he did not follow Murong. Many things he knew would be more detailed than them...
"Good!" Ouyang Shaohao nodded, and the obsidian-like eyes were as deep as a pool.
The eastern sky reveals the white belly, Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue took the carriage out of Beijing, and went along the official road to Yangcun.
There were no pedestrians on the official road in the morning, and the carriage ran very fast. At the time of Chen (7 am to 9 am), he went to Yangcun.
The eastern sky raised the sun, and a little golden light passed through the clouds, shining on the ground, carrying a warm glow, oh, unspeakable beauty.
Murong Xue picked up the curtain and got off the carriage. I saw that Yangcun was surrounded by green trees, safflowers and grasses. It was quiet and elegant, and the breeze blew, bringing a touch of floral fragrance, faint, and revealing the aroma of dew. She could not bear it. Live and admire: "The environment here is really good, the ancient pollution-free air is good..."
In the last sentence, she spoke very lightly. Ouyang Shaohao did not hear clearly. She could not help but ask: "What do you say?"
"I said that it is already time, the villagers of Yangcun must have gotten up and used food. Let's go to the village to find someone." Murong Xue said with a smile, and walked quickly, the breeze blew, one breeze If there is a strange smell that lingers around the nose, she can't help but lick her frown: "What is this smell?"
Ouyang Shaohao’s eyes sank and faintly said:
It seems to be... taste!

"Blood smell!" Murong Xue glanced at the green tree, safflower, and hurried into Yangcun. I saw a flat street full of dead bodies, middle-aged people, young people, children, old age. Everyone has it, from the street to the end of the street.
There was a lot of horror and incomprehension in their eyes, as if they didn't understand why they were killed, blood stained the yellow-brown ground, and the thick smell went straight to the nose, and the smoked people vomited...
Murong Xue frowned slightly: "This is... was the village?"
"It seems to be." Ouyang Shaohao nodded, squinting his eyes on the scattered hoes, baskets, vegetables, hoes, and faintly said: "The slaughter came so suddenly, they were unprepared..."

Seeing it!
Murong Xue’s eyes are cold. They should have used their early breakfast as usual, and walked out of their homes to prepare for a day’s life. They did not expect to encounter a mob, quiet and peaceful, and the beautiful scenery of Yangcun changed. Become a on earth...
Going forward without a trace, carefully inspecting a corpse, the low road: "I have just died, blood is still warm..."
‘Table tennis! ‘A few unspeakable fighting voices came into the ears, Murong Xue’s eyes lit up, and quickly ran to the direction of the fighting voice:
There are still people alive...

In an inconspicuous small courtyard, two black men were besieging a man in a denim blouse. The man’s legs were long, short, and stubbornly standing, with a horizontal body and a vertical one. The scars and blood of the blood are all dyed through the clothes. He clenches his teeth and struggles to sway the sword in his hand, forcing the black man to kill again and again...
"It can be supported for a long time under the siege of our brothers. There are really two brushes..." The black man was carelessly snarled, and Mori’s eyes were full of killings.
The man looked pale and shouted: "You actually killed the people in the village. It’s really ruthless, shameless..."
"Do not talk nonsense, today is your death, come to life!" The black man said with awkwardness, the sword in his hand came out, brought a cold and cold, and ruthlessly stabbed the man in a short shirt.
The man's eyes were dignified, he slashed his sword and blocked the sharp edge. He didn't want to, the sharp blade suddenly tilted upwards, and crossed the man's interception. He stabbed into the man's heart, and the blood of the blood came out and sprinkled with black clothes. People look...
At that time, Murong Xue rushed into the small courtyard, looking at the injured short-sleeved man, and the fierce black man. Her eyes glanced at the two silver needles and smashed into the black man...
The black man pulled out the long sword, opened the silver needle, swung the sword to Murong Xue, jumped out without a trace, and hit the black man together...
Murong Xue walked quickly to the front of the short-sleeved man. I saw him falling to the ground. The chest and the corners of his mouth kept overflowing with blood. The two legs were different because of the injury. It was the soldier she was looking for... ...
When he saw Murong Xue, he opened his eyes in surprise: "You... you are..."
"I am Murong Xue, I am Murong Yue..." Murong Xue said faintly.
"Murong Yue... General Murong... I... I am... I am sorry for the general... Sorry... I am really sorry..." The man’s mouth overflowed with a big mouthful of blood, and his eyes were filled with thick sorrows and regrets. He was so sure to look at Murong Xue, sighing in his mouth, sorry, swallowing the last breath...
Looking at his awkward face, Murong Xue’s cold eyes narrowed up slightly...
"Brushing!" Two light rangs, and the sword was taken without a trace to pick up the black man's ribs.
The long sword in the hand fell to the ground, the black man was shocked, and saw the sword without any traces. He looked cold and gnawed his teeth. A black blood dripped from the black scarf, and the black man squatted. Eyes, falling to the ground...
(End of this chapter)