Chapter 28 (1/2)

In the extreme sense, there are only two kinds of people in Bastille.

One is the slave hunters, the other is the enslaved slaves. These slaves who have not yet been sold have become the natural soldiers of night Raiders. As long as you untie the shackles and give them a weapon at will, men, women, old and young will bravely rush to those Bastille soldiers, with a higher degree of ferocity than the night Raiders.

None of the Bastille soldiers fell into their hands. They were bullied and oppressed too much, and there was more hatred in their hearts than in the desperate Nu River.

At the end of the battle, the Bastille soldiers did not know exactly how many people there were on the other side, some said 5000, some said 10000, and some said 100000. Anyway, it was endless.

Built on dangerous terrain and claimed to be able to withstand the siege of tens of thousands of troops with thousands of garrisons, the inner Bastille failed to attack itself in this chaotic situation.

The killing continued until the end of the day. Except for a small number of soldiers who ran out of the Bastille at the first time, none of the remaining soldiers were alive. All of them were dug up by the newly released Andes mountain people slaves, who had dug up the land three feet away and chopped to death.

Walking in the devastated streets, Sean was not half happy.

The night attack was a complete victory. It not only wiped out the remaining troops of Bastille, but also completely took down the Bastille, laying a solid foundation for the next step. But Sean was still not happy.

In this night attack, he sacrificed 72 brothers who grew up with him. They were the ones who acted as the night raider, because only they had special training in this aspect, and only they could cooperate with such tacit understanding.

Man is a complex of contradictions, and reason and sensibility are always in constant conflict.

In the platoon deployment, rationality dominated Sean made the best choice with the highest winning rate and the lowest sacrifice.

Now that emotions have the upper hand in Sean's head, he regrets putting them on the front line.

To say something unkind, he would rather sacrifice some mountain people he did not know, or even familiar with, than to have a mistake.

They are so young, energetic and energetic. He always thinks that they should have greater achievements and should not waste their young life here.

Yes, in Sean's eyes, this is indeed a waste. Because of the stimulation of the destruction of the village and the bloody battle on the ridge of the mountain, his recent decision-making obviously has problems, and he is eager for quick success and instant benefit. If he spent more time planning Bastille, his loss would be even lower.

Such an idea makes Sean's heart more self reproach, such as if he indirectly killed them, killed the people who trusted him most.

Sean clearly remembers the names of the dead, the voice and appearance of each person, and even the preferences, advantages and disadvantages of each person.

With the continuous improvement of intelligence, his memory has become very extraordinary, although he dare not say that he will not forget anything, but this forgetting period is obviously longer than ordinary people.

So far, he still clearly remembers everything that happened on the day he was born, including all kinds of details. Sometimes he began to miss the brain which was not smart in the previous life, because he could slowly forget, whether it was happiness or pain, with the passage of time.

Sean is not a pacifist or a humanist, but he doesn't like this way of solving things purely by killing. He thinks that this means is the lowest level.

In particular, in the present scene of cathartic killing, the former perpetrator has now become the victim of violence. The two are completely reversed. Apart from exposing the evil root of human nature, what is the use of it?

What is the sublimation of human nature in killing.

That's bullshit. As long as the hands are stained with blood, whether innocent or sinful, as long as human nature has not been lost, more or less will be tainted with various negative emotions and distort their hearts.

After the hysterical catharsis, there was endless emptiness. Many Andes mountain people and slaves knelt down in the pool of blood and burst into tears. Whether it was because of the survivors, or the revenge, or the thought of their relatives, is unknown.

Sean did not have the desire to incarnate his big brother or psychologist, and there were more and more important things to be done. The capture of Bastille was only the beginning, and the old Bolton and the Bastille army he led were their other goals. The contradiction between the two sides was irreconcilable, and now it can only be solved by the means that Sean despised the least.