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Chapter 45 Killing Night
The city of Jizhen was broken, and the sword was not sealed for three days.

It was said to be three days, but in fact, in less than one day, the entire Ji Town had already been turned into a hell on earth.The sound of weapons cutting into flesh and blood, mixed with the screams of dying, the red-eyed prairie soldiers shuttled through the streets, searching for every possible living person.

Blood flowed all over the ground and merged into a stream.

It’s not that no one questioned He Xiqing’s order, and Mu Ershu, who followed He Xiqing, once commented on this matter. After all, in wars, what is fought is money and food, and it is better to leave those alive as slaves It's better to kill them all.

"What's more, the leaders of the Qingyang Department will also have opinions."

This is the most important reason. The Qingyang Department's participation in the Southern Expedition this time is not to let the warriors consume their lives in vain.Gold, silver and jewelry, fertile land and beautiful land, and even these southern slaves, this is the biggest reason why the Qingyang tribe is willing to send troops.

No one wants to fight a losing battle, and no one wants to get poorer as we fight.

However, under He Xiqing's order, all the southerners who were supposed to be taken as trophies were all killed.

"What's wrong with that?"

He Xiqing with red eyes had a calm face.

"Or, do you think that after we killed all these people, the Qingyang Department would dare to ask for benefits from us?"

Mu Ershu was speechless.

Looking at those scarlet eyes like will-o'-the-wisps, Mu Ershu suddenly realized that the blue sky-like man in front of him never thought of obeying the Qingyang Department from the very beginning.

The Qingyang Department is just a springboard, this man named He Xiqing will never be inferior to others.

There used to be warriors who secretly discussed that this bastard born from Mobei people and Nanren people was not worthy of a high position at all, saying that the stupidity of Mobei people and the cowardice of Nanren people flowed in his blood.

But at this moment, Mu Ershu clearly sensed that what flowed in this man named He Xiqing was the ferocity from Mobei and the cunning from the south.

As fierce as a tiger and as cunning as a fox, this is He Xiqing's way of using troops.At a timing that no one expected, this man named He Xiqing just led the headquarters himself, and broke through the Jizhou Governor's Mansion, which was almost the same size as the Qingyang Division.

So, after the soldiers under his command have once again undergone the baptism of blood and become more and more inhuman, can the mere Qingyang Department really be able to resist it?
"It's hard to say, don't be too proud."

Just when Murshu was proud of the general he followed, the man named He Xiqing shook his head.

"The reason why this surprise attack was successful was because the enemy was out in the open and we were in the dark. When the entire Jizhou was unprepared, and even when the Qingyang Department hadn't reacted, I led the team and broke the city with one blow... As long as the Jizhou Governor's Mansion is prepared, even if that Liu Yanran has not experienced an inexplicable decline in his state at that time, this battle cannot end so quickly."

"This just shows that elder brother has a manifest destiny."

This is not a joke, Murshu thinks so from the bottom of his heart.After all, the southerner named Liu Yanran must have been quite powerful to be placed on the border by the Nanchen court to compete with the Qingyang tribe in the north - but such a general who commanded the army was killed by He Xiqing with a single sword. .

Indeed, it can be said that Liu Yanran's state declined due to lack of sleep, but killing is killing.

This is not destiny, what else is destiny?

"Don't believe in things like destiny, those are all lies fabricated by wizards to deceive the world."

Saying so, He Xiqing held the handle of the knife at her waist.

"We are warriors, Muirshu, we don't need to believe in destiny, we only need to believe in ourselves, the knife in our hands."

"... Big brother!"

Mu Ershu knelt down on one knee excitedly, allowing He Xiqing to place the unsheathed saber on his shoulder.

This is the most sincere allegiance. With the sword on your shoulder, you can cut off Mur'shu's head with just one swing - but Mur'shu doesn't care. At this moment, even if He Xiqing wants to let him Go to hell, Mulshu will not hesitate.

However, this sacred allegiance ceremony had just begun when it was interrupted by soldiers who broke in suddenly.

"Brother! Something happened!"

A prairie warrior with scarlet eyes rushed into the camp in a hurry.

"Nan people are killing our warriors! Fifteen people have been killed!"

"...So you just ran here?"

He Xiqing frowned.

"Aren't they just some warrior knights from Jizhou? Why not kill them?"

"Yeah, why don't you just kill them?"

Mu Ershu also stood up with a serious face.

Jizhou folk martial arts are abundant, even the grasslands know this.However, in the eyes of these grassland generals, these civilian warriors are more like the second line of defense deliberately set aside by the Jizhou Dudufu.

On weekdays, these civilian warriors can fight against plunder and protect the country and the people. But when it comes to critical times, like the current situation in Ji Town, these civilian warriors will turn into armed forces that move secretly, and will deal with them if they get the opportunity. They, the prairie warriors, killed each other painfully.

But the problem lies here.

If it was just a member of the Qingyang Department, it would make sense to report back when encountering resistance.But as the soldiers under Hexi Qing's command, as the Mobei eagle poured out with blood, how dare these people run back like this?

"Are you timid to fight?"

As he spoke, Muershu's big hand was already pinching the grassland warrior's neck.

"Are you a deserter?"

"No, I, not..."

The prairie warrior who was carried in the air was panting with difficulty.

"I didn't become a deserter, it was that person, that person, he was holding Ah Xuan's ax..."

"Ok?"

The Prairie Warrior in his hand fell to the ground, and Murshu was stunned.

"You mean... Ah Xuan?"

Mu Ershu couldn't help turning his head to look at He Xiqing.

That person who killed He Xixuan dared to come here?
At this time, He Xiqing laughed.

"If it's Ah Xuan's axe, then it's normal that you can't beat it. After all, that ax has killed too many people, and what you are facing cannot be calculated with common sense."

Although he spoke calmly, He Xiqing's eyes had turned blood red at some point.

"So you are right to come back this time. This is indeed something that only I can do."

Putting the saber back into its sheath, He Xiqing strode out of the tent.

That evil posture is like a ghost crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell.

"Mu'ershu, prepare the horse for me...Where is that person, the one who took Axuan's axe?"

"North of town! Outside the camp!"

The prairie warrior raised his hand and pointed.

"That monster just came in!"

As soon as the words fell, He Xiqing had already heard the sound of shouting and killing coming from a distance.

And the fire that soars into the sky.

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