C3226 Strange Case (1/2)

At this moment, Audrey and her family had already boarded a large sailboat deep in the sea. She could no longer see anything that had happened at home. The English hunters who had stayed behind suddenly changed their appearances, and they began to kill the villagers.

Horses collapsed, guns were fired, and riders rushed into the village like the wind. The guns in their hands began firing from left to right, and the villagers who were about to report to the police were killed on the spot.

Without any mercy, without even declaring war, these Englishmen who had come out of the village and circled around the village came back again. This time, they directly killed people without even blinking once.

”My God! The British came to Slaughter the Village... ”Hurry up and run …”

”We can't run, we don't have horses, we can't run past them … ”Fight them to the death …”

The village was in a state of chaos. The elderly, the weak, and the children began to flee in all directions, while the desperate men took up their sickles and pitchforks and began their desperate counterattacks against the cavalry.

These were all experienced hunters. Killing had become a habit. Shooting and reloading on horseback were done in one go. They didn't even need to use their hands to control their warhorses.

With just the strength of his legs, the horse knew what its master was planning and it became excited amidst the stench of blood.

Pah pah pah … One by one, the villagers were killed on the scene.

”Why …” Why did you kill... Oh God... ”Save me …”

”I don't want to die …” I've never done anything bad... ”I don't want to die …”

The severely injured villager howled miserably as he spat out large mouthfuls of blood. With a ”kacha” sound, the bowl-sized hoof of the horse stepped on his chest and his entire chest caved in.

These butchers did not have a shred of mercy, even the women and children and the old men were not spared. The bullets killed those who were running away as if they were killing rabbits, and their corpses filled the fields.

The leader with the white beard stood on a high ground outside the village, looking at the tragic scene in front of him without a change in expression.

”I'm really sorry. I could only let you all die for the sake of keeping this a secret … To be honest, I initially wanted to spend some money to keep your mouths shut, but your greed made me change my mind! ”

”You can even kill your own countrymen, how much do you think I have to spend to ensure that this secret is not leaked? Are you all serious? How can I trust your promises? ”

”I think I'll just die. It's safest if I die, and I still have a lot of money left!”

Facing the wind, the old man lit a cigarette and took a long, beautiful drag, ”Search carefully, not a single person can be left alive …” and set fire to everything here! ”

”Send a telegram to London. The matter has been settled. Please rest assured …”

Two hundred cold-blooded hunters chasing after three hundred bare-handed farmers. There was no need to guess at the outcome; no miracle would happen.

Rifle shooting, horseshoe trampling, sabre chopping... Four hours had passed, and all 300 villagers had been caught. Even the youngest child in the village, who was only six years old, had not been able to escape this calamity.

The corpse was dragged back to the village by the warhorse. Flames soared in the air, and the burnt smell of the corpse could not be dispersed even by the wind.

The firewood and barrels of olive oil were scattered on the ground, and black smoke immediately rose into the air. It was only at this moment that the other villages in the distance noticed that something was amiss.

They did not know why they died. They did not know that an English gentleman had once offered twenty thousand pounds to buy them all up and shut up.