C9 (1/2)

The blood-stained banner fell to the ground in a dejected manner. A low and pained voice reverberated throughout the battlefield, and one could no longer see the battle unfolding before them. There were only a few groups of people going back and forth on the battlefield, searching for the soldiers who were still injured and alive. They carried down their wounded soldiers for treatment.

Ah!

Miserable screams of despair, as though they came from hell, drifted by as an aura of blood permeated the air. It was as sad and beautiful as a flower, hiding its cruelty.

The ground was covered in bright red spots. The blood-red ground would definitely be nourished by the blood and flesh. They were lying in wait here. Those unknown life forms had made this land fertile, making all their distant relatives wait idly for them.

”Why is it like this? They no longer have the ability to fight back, so why kill them?”

Such a cruel scene, like a nightmare, jumped into Ji Tian Ning's eyes. He had only seen such killing on television before, in novels and dramas. His throat was salty and his stomach was cramping. It wasn't that she hadn't seen dead people before, that she had dissected corpses and observed hundreds of clinical operations, but only now did Ji Tian Ning know that her nerves weren't as tenacious as she had imagined.

Living things, rolling around in pools of blood and mud, they were as light as ants and inferior to the grass around them.

”If anyone who is merciful does not control the righteousness of the troops, and dares to rebel against me, I will use the blood of this generation to clear his mind!”

There was not a trace of warmth or emotion in his tone. Those who were harvested were merely existences akin to grass.

”Crack …”

Ah!

As the horse's hooves trampled on his body, the sound of his bones breaking was clearly heard. Ji Tian Ning shuddered. What kind of pain was this? She didn't know. That kind of pain was contagious, enough to make her shudder.