On a lonely night, the moonlight poured down like water. Under the strong crush of the 7,000 falcons who had suddenly struck, the Black Forest Allied Forces, which were sinking in the joy of victory, were scattered and could not be organized at all. Rebellion, "Mah! Escape!" The hard camp fell into chaos, and the screams accompanied by the roar of the war horses formed a terrible scene like **** in the night. The chiefs of the tribes holding the wine glasses looked at the tent dumbly. Soldiers running around in the distance" bastard, what's going on outside?" Punk Patriarch Punk Pasteur, who was already drunk, looked up angrily. He thought that the soldiers outside the account were drunk and making trouble. It’s very common in the army to “come here and immediately arrest all the troublemakers! Also, don’t let them burn the tent!” These rabbits, it’s just like drinking a lot, it’s really not a worry. The chief of the tribe, holding a wine glass, wobbled towards the tents, and there were running people all around, and the fire in the distance reflected on his drunken hazy face, causing him to hit a spirit.

"This……

Have you played too much! "

At this moment, a black shadow flew past the horse who was not stable, and the cold light stabbed his body like lightning, which was a short-throwing gun used by the assault cavalry, with a sharp tip Pierced his chest,

"This is..." The patriarch's eyes shook his body for the sake of his eyes. The eyes were full of incredible gods. He looked at the tip of the gun that had not entered his body, the pont, and the body that had lost his life information. The tent fell heavily and raised a **** smoke,

"Bai Su, the dead fat man, was drunk!" The mutation in front of him did not immediately attract the attention of the chiefs of all races, but the servants in the tent and the dancers accompanying the wine were already terrified.

"Dead! Master Bai Su is dead!", "It's an enemy attack...is it an enemy attack!" Even Punk Pasteur's drunkenness scared away a lot. He ran out of the tent and saw only full The corpses and minced meat on the ground, the tent burning with flames made a crackling sound,

Countless black cavalry, if the killing gods that emerged in the night like the unruly and rampant in their camps, as if entering the unmanned land, the army was completely messed up, and the torches scattered by the horses ignited a series of The tent, the flame-burning soldiers rushed out from inside, and the black cavalry galloping past, greeted them with sharp spears, brutal killing, the moon shone with the blood-red refraction of war and fire, the smoky moonlight , Shining on the ridges covered by the shadows on the banks of the Biang River,

"Why. Where did these imperial cavalry come from!" Punk Pasteur's decadent face was filled with consternation and horror. "Is it not that the empire could never send troops within at least 5 days? Now these What is it?"

"Come here, find the black robe division immediately!" Punk Pasteur shouted, but no one around answered him that everyone was running away. The killing continued until dawn, and tens of thousands of coalition forces were killed by half, Pang Kepast died in the chaotic army, and there were more than 20 captains who were captured. Ferrantil in black robe was also captured

Reposti’s Third Infantry Banner Regiment rushed to the site of the battle, and the sight in front of him made the famous Falcon general who had experienced many **** battles take a breath.

Thousands of tents with thick smoke, red flames licked the tent's felt top like a greedy cat, the black tent brackets crackled in the flames, and Mars was still blown by the wind Spread apart,

Thousands of Black Foresters who had their hands tied back were lined up on the banks of the Bion River, where water was flowing

"Don't be afraid, don't dare anymore!" "Don't kill me! Such stern shouts continue to come from these people. They kneel down on the bank with their heads down one by one, their hoods radiate, their eyes lingering, and even some. fear,

On the river embankment not far from them, the Falcon Army's execution team was holding up the cold and forceful beheading knife, and some of the edges were even rolled, and the bones of the people who were stuck because of the fierce cutting Slag,

The rising sun shone on the warm stone next to it, flashing a strange and horrifying red sè, that was human blood that had not dried up.

"Third team, execution!"

Next to a guard captain God sè raised his right hand indifferently, and then suddenly fell, with the order, the sword of the execution team turned up a sharp wave, bringing out a strange red light, more than a hundred heads responded When it fell, the screaming stopped abruptly,

The blood flowed out of the headless chest, like the red juice that was suddenly squeezed, spewed out to the front, splashed on the cobblestones on the tidal flat, the red light was little, and finally washed away by the washed water,

"Papa" headless corpses fell forward in a row, and slammed heavily on the river beach, just like some kind of ritual in a group, some heads rolled forward into the river because of their habit, rolling with the river. , The painful expression of the cracked teeth was permanently frozen at that moment,

"Hurry up, clean up the body and bring the fourth team up." The captain of the guard glanced impatiently at the remaining 1,000 people. This work efficiency made him feel dissatisfied.

The headless body was quickly dragged by the horse drawn flat carriage to the nearby forest burial site. A new group of Black Forest people were pushed up. The scene just now was staged again. Because there were too many dead people, the horse rut responsible for consigning the body Every time it turns, it is splashed with bright red human blood on the beach, thick and confusing, and every time the knife flashes, a group of Black Forest people are killed. "What is the situation?" Reposti Looking a little dazed next to him, in his impression, His Majesty Falcon never had the habit of killing prisoners after the war, but this time, it was rare.

"Is this His Majesty's will?" Reposti asked forward curiously.

"Yes" the Captain of the Guard knew Reposti. After paying him a military salute, he pouted at the new batch of Black Forest captives who were about to be cut, and said, "These are all coalition forces. Among the Punks in China, we captured 5,000 captives during the war last night. Your majesty said that because of the attack on the Imperial Transport Corps, the Punks must be executed! About 700 people have been executed from dawn to the present."

"You mean that 700 people have been killed! And all refer to...?"

Reposti’s voice is a little uncertain. All the words are too abstract, and the meaning that can be read inside is also large and small. The big ones are all the Punk people, and the small ones are the Pang around a thousand people. Croatian captive

"Yes, all, except for the main force of the Southern Army of these Governor General Statunko, have surrounded the Punk territory, and I believe that the order to clean up has been issued!" The captain of the guard shrugged his face and shrugged. Shang Lengjun replied

"Is this too much!"

Reposti’s face changed, but he didn’t dare to say it. He knew what kind of mysterious goods Her Majesty Falcon valued, but he did not expect that the Punk family would be wiped out. That’s more than 30,000 people, including Most of them are old and weak women and children who have no resistance,

According to His Majesty Falcon's previous methods of minimizing blood after the war, it is completely contrary. If it is not stopped at all, it will inevitably leave an impassioned impression on the Empire.

"Where is your majesty now?" Riposti asked sèyīn Shen, anyway, he also lived and died with His Majesty Falcon, and he did not think that this method would make the Black Forest succumb.

"The tent over there is the one of His Majesty's Military Banner!"

I seem to know what Reposti is thinking. The guard captain smiled bitterly and said, "Master, forgive me for saying something I shouldn't say. Someone has persuaded your majesty before you."

"Oh, who is that person?" Reposti asked dignifiedly and curiously.

"Head of the 2nd Cavalry Banner of the Southern Army, Ya Greens"

The captain of the Guards slightly skimmed his lips, and God responded eccentrically, "The reply he got was that he made his army stand outside the military account for 4 hours, and His Majesty said that he should wake him up. Just stand there!"

"Thank you

Reposti nodded gratefully to the captain of the guard who revealed the information, and walked to the military account pointed out by the guard. At the door of the military account, he really saw the southern army colleagues who were standing in the cold wind. Jaglins, commander of the Second Cavalry Banner

"Reposti, did you come to persuade your majesty too? Seeing Reposti coming over the river bank in the distance and standing at the gate of the military account, Jaglins, whose face was pale with the cold wind, suddenly came out first. Asked, "No, I came to see you! "

Reposti blinked his eyes, and he and Yagelins were very good friends in private. Looking at Yagerins’ confusing look in the cold wind, he couldn’t help but laugh with a smirk, saying, “I heard that It’s a punishment because of his many mouths, and he was punished by His Majesty. The breeze is here for 4 hours. It’s really gratifying to say it! In fact, Your Majesty is right, you should wake up and wake up. What should you say? What shouldn’t you say, don’t you mean nothing at all?” No, on the contrary, I think that sticking to the right advice is the one that a soldier should have! "Jaglins put on a posture of great righteousness Ranran, his eyes flashing, and the **** said calmly" but I suddenly figured it out just now, this time the Punk tribe really should be killed! "

"What~lightnovelpub.net~ you! Do you know what you are talking about? That's 30,000 lives."

Reposti's body twitched slightly, and he said angrily that the little admiration in his heart had gone away from Jiu Xiaoyun. I should have thought that this guy had always been a wall of grass!

Yagrins smiled frankly and said, "Don’t forget, His Majesty’s style has always been blood to blood, but our Southern Army has stayed in peace for too long, so that it is not as very as the Northern Army. Tough style, "Have you thought about it, what if this attack happened in the north with a firm attitude? "Yaglins' voice stopped and asked," what else could "Reposti's face changed, although he didn't want to admit it, he murmured, "I believe the Northern Army should do it, it's more intense than this." Reaction"

"That's right!" Yagrins said with extreme seriousness. "I also just communicated. If you don't deal with this matter with severe thunder, the forces that are secretly acting on the empire in the dark, I'm afraid they will target. Put it on the Empire's transport team, wasn't the Empire's transport team at that time a prey that everyone dared to bite!" "Your Majesty, this is killing a lot, so this example is absolutely impossible because of you and me. Let’s go!” Yagrins’ voice stopped, God said solemnly. “And I also believe that the Governor General agrees with this approach, otherwise he will not personally lead the main force to surround the Punk territory”