Chapter 210
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Corpses and bloodstains could be seen everywhere in the streets of Solanet. Many of them were from yesterday, while others were from today. Among the corpses, there were soldiers of the Norman Empire and soldiers of the Sun Dynasty.
The soldiers of the Iron-Blood Camp who had occupied Solanet were searching through these corpses. All the corpses of the soldiers of the Sun Dynasty would be dragged out and their heads would be chopped off before piling up in the market of Solanet. When they found the corpses of the soldiers of the Norman Empire, they would gather them up and bury them.
This was a job with pain and hatred. Everybody was doing it silently. Occasionally, when they met a soldier of the Sun Dynasty who was still groaning, the soldiers of the Iron-Blood Camp would quickly add a knife to his head and end his pain.
Donder had once said that there was no righteous war between nations. Seeing those soldiers of the Sun Dynasty whose heads had been chopped off, Zhang Tie found that they were only a few years older than him, which made Zhang Tie feel a bit uncomfortable. He didn't hate these people at all. In this age, when encountering such a thing, everyone could only fight for their own master and fight to the death for each other.
On the battlefield, if he wanted to survive, he just didn't want to see his acquaintances die. That was all.
Perhaps the one who really deserved to die was that bastard who had ordered to chop off the heads of all the soldiers of the Norman Empire yesterday.
The arrival of the Iron-Blood Camp and what they were doing were just revenge. On this kind of thing, the Norman Empire only had one principle — — double revenge. If the heads of 1,000 soldiers of the Norman Empire were chopped off and piled up as an exhibition, then at least 2,000 enemies' heads should be chopped off and piled up. Everything was that simple. The Iron-Blood Camp was a troop that existed for such battles and destruction.
The small Solanet was filled with the smell of blood.
"The bastard of the Sun Dynasty who ordered to chop off the heads of all the soldiers of the Norman Empire has been caught..." A soldier of the Iron-Blood Camp ran past Zhang Tie. A soldier of the Iron-Blood Camp ran past Zhang Tie and shouted loudly. Hearing this, Zhang Tie decided to take a look at that bastard. Because of that bastard's one order, over 3,000 people had died in Solanet in two days.
The smell of blood was the thickest in this small village's wheat field. It was the place where the villagers used to dry the wheat during the harvest season. Usually, the place was equivalent to the village's activity square.
The wheat field was located in the center of the small village. It was an open land covering more than three thousand square meters. Next to the wheat field, there was a temple in the middle. The most famous maggots of Apollo Palace were Mules. One of them was not a low-level one. His robe had four stars embroidered on it.
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Congratulations to Cecilia for becoming the head of Castle of Black Iron. You have established your own sect and shocked everyone!
Congratulations to Hate Wujue for becoming the head of Castle of Black Iron and establishing your own sect. You will be well-known across the country!
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