"Cry, you mongrel!"
Ye Zixiao suddenly launched his attack.
Puchi—
With one strike, he severed Shan Hu's right hand as he held his spear. With another strike, he severed Shan Hu's left hand. Then, with two more continuous slashes, he horizontally severed Shan Hu's legs.
Puchi, puchi!
Blood sprayed wildly…
Before the wrath of a top-tier powerhouse, Shan Hu, a Martial King, was utterly incapable of retaliating. Before he could even make an instinctive counter-attack, he had been reduced to a cripple.
Thump, thump…
His severed arms and legs lay on the ground. Without them, Shan Hu writhed on the ground like a pig. The pain caused him to pass out, but within three seconds, the agony brought him back to consciousness.
"Spare me, immortal, spare me!"
Shan Hu's eyes were filled with helplessness as he desperately begged for mercy.
Ye Zixiao didn't even spare him a glance. Instead, he walked towards the two trembling women and said in a voice that he tried to keep calm and gentle, "It's alright now, I've come to save you."
"Waaah!"
"Oh God, waaah!" The two women, who had been tortured beyond recognition, broke down in tears. They didn't know who this bloody, ghost-like figure before them was, but hearing him say he was here to save them, they could no longer hold back.
Sounds of killing and shouting erupted from downstairs.
A portion of our soldiers charged into the building.
Exclamations of shock arose as soldiers gazed at the ground littered with corpses, marveling at their leader's ferocity and methods of killing. However, the soldiers quickly regained their focus.
Finishing off the wounded.
Pursuing the fleeing.
In the five-story building, unless they jumped out the window to escape, they would surely be killed by the soldiers. And even those who jumped would be intercepted by our troops.
The enemy camp was in complete disarray.
The bandit soldiers of Wu Country had been thoroughly routed.
At this moment, several hundred prisoners were gathered, protected by our soldiers. The remaining generals, led by Leng Shao and Shan Ge, continued their fierce assault and pursuit of the enemy soldiers attempting to flee.
The slaughter continued.
It had now become a righteous slaughter.
Every soldier and general of the Ye family army had given their all. They roared, they bellowed. When they ran out of bullets, they used their knives. Even when their blades were chipped, they continued to hack and slash.
Who knows how much time had passed…
The enemy camp finally ceased its chaos.
Looking out, it was a sea of blood. Everywhere were severed limbs and broken bodies. And those enemy soldiers who were not dead but grievously wounded were desperately begging. They were afraid. Even beasts knew fear.
"Leave the dead. Pile up the living."
"Damn it, drag all the living together."
Leng Shao and Shan Ge had long since become blood-soaked figures. They continued to command, unwearied, ordering our soldiers to gather all the surviving enemy soldiers.
There were still over three hundred living.
They were haphazardly piled into a mountain.
The mountain of three hundred people constantly flowed with blood. At a glance, it was all writhing hands and feet. They were crammed together, looking extremely pathetic, yet utterly hateful!
The refugees were all rescued.
Most of them were women who had been defiled.
The men roared, the women cried. At the indication of the Ye family army, they picked up the sabers of the enemies who had slaughtered their families and charged towards the mountain of bodies.
"Die!"
"Revenge, I want revenge."
"Daughter, mother will avenge you."
"Beasts, may you die a terrible death!"
Hundreds of refugees shouted, venting their internal grief and indignation. They didn't even know who had saved them! They only wanted revenge, they only wanted to kill these jackals.
The screams were earth-shattering.
The bandit soldiers wished they were dead.
Many beasts were struck by several knives, some even had their arms and legs removed like Shan Hu, yet many beasts were still alive. They watched with their own eyes as they were transformed from men into cripples.
This was a massacre.
A massacre of refugees seeking revenge.
A righteous massacre…
The Ye family army formed a distant cordon, watching silently, allowing the refugees to take their revenge. No one felt fear, and no one was soft-hearted. Yet, many soldiers shed tears.
"Damn Wu Country people!"
"Beasts, truly beasts!"
"Pitiable civilians…"
Our soldiers and generals lamented with grief.
After another ten-odd minutes, the refugees grew tired. They collapsed onto the ground, crowded together, using their last reserves of strength to cry out, calling for their dead family members, urging them to rest in peace!
Shan Hu was dragged to the pile of bodies.
The two women who had been persecuted but were fortunate enough to survive, after receiving Ye Zixiao's permission, wearily lifted their large sabers and, crying out, began their retribution against Shan Hu.
Two weak women who knew no martial arts.
They hacked dozens of times continuously.
Shan Hu was reduced to a pile of rotten flesh!
"Set them on fire, burn them all, leave no trace!"
Ye Zixiao issued the final command.
The corpses of over a thousand enemy soldiers in the entire camp, as well as many who were not yet dead, were gathered by our army, forming a spectacular yet utterly terrifying mountain of human flesh.
At this scene, no one dared to be frightened.
The refugees watched with cold expressions.
Barrels of gasoline were poured onto the human mountain. The beasts crammed within still cried out in despair. Unfortunately, their sins were too grave; even the Wu gods of their country could not save them.
"Ignite it."
"Ignite it—"
Leng Shao and Shan Ge roared their commands.
Torches were thrown onto the human mountain.
Boom—
Boom, boom, boom!
Crimson flames soared tens of meters high. Amidst the fire, terrifying wails echoed. The beasts who had died were fortunate; the living could only die a painful death by burning.
The battle seemed to have ended.
The refugees had been rescued.
Yet, in Ye Zixiao's view, the fighting in this small county town had only just begun. For at the same time, many towns along the border were still being massacred by the bandit soldiers of Wu Country.
Clearing out bandits could not solve the fundamental problem.
Invading Wu Country was the solution.
Half a day later…
The Dragon Country's rescue forces arrived. Upon seeing a mountain of bodies turned to ash, every soldier was dumbfounded. They were shocked by Ye Zixiao's methods, but they also felt a sense of catharsis at the enemies' tragic deaths.
This small county town had been saved.
However, too many people had died!
Ye Zixiao paid no mind to the aftermath. He led his special forces team straight towards the border line of Wu Country. They were to infiltrate Wu Country individually, and their first objective was to kill Shan Mao and Ye Gou.
Shan Mao and Ye Gou.
They were the most beastly commanders.
The hatred Ye Zixiao harbored for them was even more intense than the grudges he held against his own Ye family. Ye Zixiao had sworn that upon entering Wu Country this time, he could spare the Wu King and the Wu God, but these two beasts must die.
Night fell…
The Ye family army successfully set foot on the territory of Wu Country and arrived outside a city closest to the border. This city was named Da Wu City. Although not the largest city, it was a very important one.
Outside Da Wu City.
As far as the eye could see were slums.
Just as Ye Zixiao was contemplating whether to disguise himself and infiltrate the city, gunfire suddenly erupted from the slums, accompanied by the miserable screams of refugees, a truly sorrowful sound.
"What's going on?"
Ye Zixiao ascended a hillside and surveyed the slums, muttering, "These are all refugees from Wu Country. Could it be that Wu Country's military is slaughtering its own people?"
"Report!"
The reconnaissance company commander rushed up the hill.
"Speak."
Ye Zixiao held his binoculars.
"Report, boss. I've confirmed the intel. This vast slum is controlled by the Bai family's forces in Da Wu City. Currently, the Bai family's mercenaries are engaged in burning, killing, and looting."
"Bai family forces?"
Ye Zixiao was stunned upon hearing this.
"What did you say? Bai family?"
Bai Ling'er, who was not far away, widened her eyes.
"That's right, they are called the Bai family forces."
The reconnaissance company commander confirmed with great certainty.
"Ling'er, are you from Da Wu City?"
Ye Zixiao asked with a mixture of confusion and curiosity.
"Yes, I am from Da Wu City. My parents are also dead. I might still have living relatives, but our Bai family has certainly fallen. There's no way we would have any forces!"
Bai Ling'er was equally bewildered.
Does the Bai family truly have forces?
Would the Bai family commit heinous acts?