Heads tumbled and blood splattered everywhere.
The severed heads were piled up on the flagstones in a messy manner. The blood that flowed out spread everywhere and dyed their shoes red.
It was a massacre.
It was a true massacre.
With one slash, heads fell to the ground. Simple and brutal.
"Chen Jie, assistant general of the Leopard Army, colluded with Lu Wuyong to commit treason.
Kacha …
"Li Xinning, general Shi Yijun, colluded with Lu Wuyong to commit treason.
Kacha …
Lu Kun's voice trembled and his face turned purple.
He desperately tried to maintain his balance, trying not to look at the heads that fell to the ground behind him, trying not to look at the sticky and wet shoes under his feet.
However, the strong smell of blood still assailed his nostrils, making him want to vomit.
"Zhang Jiabao, Leopard Army …"
Lu Kun saw Zhang Jiabao's pupils dilated and his body slumped to the ground. His face changed drastically, and he quickly turned and crawled towards the watchtower on the city wall.
"Ugh …"
A large amount of vomit was sprayed out by him. The food residue that had not been digested in his stomach flew out, but was slapped back by the cold wind and hit his face instead.
Lu Kun's face was white from the soup and water he vomited. The guard next to him rushed over to wipe him with a grey towel.
Lu Kun snatched the grey towel from the guard's hand and wiped his face over and over again. Inadvertently, he saw the heads on the ground staring at him with wide eyes. His stomach twitched again, his internal organs churned, and he had a strong urge to vomit again.
Lu Kun turned to look at Li Muyang and asked with a pale face, "Patriarch, do you still want to … kill them?"
Although these people deserved to die, they were all once his comrades, his brothers who had gone through life and death on the battlefield.
Now, their heads were being chopped off one by one by him …
He didn't know how many names he had read out, and he didn't know how many heads they had chopped off.
He didn't want to know, and he didn't dare to think about it.
But, should he continue to do such a thing?
"Spare us, we know we were wrong, we know we were wrong …"
"I have a family to take care of, I betrayed Old General for my children, let me go, I am willing to do anything for you — —"
"Young Master Muyang, Young Master Muyang — — don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm willing to atone for my sins — —"
— — —
One after another, there was a cacophony of voices.
Li Muyang glanced at the war criminals who were weeping bitterly and regretting their past, and spat out two words from the corner of his mouth: "Kill."
Lu Kun looked at the expressionless face of Li Muyang, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."
With that, he continued to walk towards the front, holding the piece of silk covered with small words. He was like a Ghost Lord who was picking his harvest.
"Muyang — —" Gongsun Yu looked at the pile of heads on the ground, her heart couldn't bear it anymore, she whispered: "How about — — leave them a way out? Kill the chicken to warn the monkey, presumably other people would not dare to have any other thoughts. "
Li Muyang shook his head, looked at his mother Gongsun Yu and said, "Mother, if I give other people a way to live, it would be unfair to those who have their heads chopped off — — they made the same mistake, why should some people live and some people die?"
"But — —"
Li Muyang patted the back of Gongsun Yu's hand, smiled and said, "Mother, it's okay."
"All right." Gongsun Yu sighed softly. "You are now the head of the family, no matter what decision you make, mother will support you."
"Thank you, Mother."
Lin Canghai was also frightened by Li Muyang's ruthless methods. On the high tower of Wind City, there was a long row of prisoners kneeling on the ground.
Some people were desperately screaming and screaming, and more people were lying miserably in a pool of blood with their heads chopped off.
Lin Canghai hesitated again and again, wanting to say something.
Qiandu glanced back at him, and Lin Canghai immediately turned silent, shifting his line of sight elsewhere.
He knew that Sister Wang did not approve of him coming forward at this time.
Gongshu Yuan widened his eyes, following Lu Kun's footsteps forward. The other people of the Gongshu clan all bowed their heads in silence, as if unwilling to see such a scene of killing.
The roll call continued, and the beheading also continued.
The sky was overcast, and snow was fluttering across the sky.
Li Muyang was clad in a white robe as he stood on the city tower, among the crowd, with a faint and charming smile on his face.
This massacre was not to vent his hatred, but to pay tribute to Grandfather Lu Xingkong who died in the hands of Song Gudu — —
"If he knew in the underworld, he certainly would not support me to do such a cruel thing, right?"
"But, if I don't do anything, if I easily say I forgive — — who will take the blame for the death of those innocent people?"
For every evil deed, someone has to bear the consequences. If it's not me, it's you.
The roll call stopped, and the sound of beheading also disappeared.
No one spoke, no one shouted, no one cried or howled — —
Even breathing had stopped, and even the wind had become gentle.
Lu Kun was sweating profusely, like he had just been dragged out of cold water.
His face was deathly pale, and his eyes were red as he walked over to Li Muyang.
He staggered and then 'plopped' to his knees in front of Li Muyang.
"Reporting to Master, all the rebels, a total of 307 people, have been beheaded."
Li Muyang looked down at Lu Kun. Although Lu Kun was nervous, he still resolutely raised his head to meet Li Muyang's eyes.
He dared not hide, and could not hide.
He did not feel guilty at all. At least, he wanted to give Li Muyang this feeling, and give everyone present this feeling.
"General Lu, you did a good job." The corners of Li Muyang's mouth curved upwards, personally helping Lu Kun up from the ground.
"Thank you, Master." Lu Kun said in a firm voice.
Li Muyang patted him on the shoulder. "Come, send General Lu Kun down to rest."
"Yes." Two guards rushed over to help Lu Kun down the tower.
Lu Kun saw the long row of decapitated heads and corpses on the tower, his stomach convulsed, and he once again vomited.
"Traitors, everyone has the right to punish them." Li Muyang said in a low voice. "Hang these heads on the walls of Zhi Feng City, as a punishment for the people."
"Li Muyang — —" Lin Canghai couldn't bear it any longer, and said aloud, "Do you know what you are doing? You don't really want to become an evil dragon, do you? "
"Canghai — —" Qiandu shouted.
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