Since the beginning of spring in the fifth year of Jingtai, the Yan Rong invaded the territory of Beijin. The wars in various places have been progressing extremely smoothly, and they have hardly encountered any decent resistance from the Jin soldiers.

All the Jin men who dared to pick up the scimitar were trampled into minced meat by the 400,000 Yan Rong army.

In Beijin, a massacre is taking place on a grassland with rich soil and water.

Originally, the scenery here was beautiful, with herds of cattle and sheep, and the people of the Kingdom of Jin lived their lives here comfortably.

But the sudden arrival of the Yan Rong army broke their peaceful life.

When the sound of horse hooves sounds, death is rushing towards them.

Hundreds of Jin people living here fled in panic, and some of the Jin people who were aroused to be violent took up weapons in twos and threes to resist.

"Jie Jie, you wastes are the only ones who want to stop us?" A Yan Rong centurion smiled ferociously and rode towards the Jin people.

Three golden men held wooden utensils and several tattered scimitars in front of him.

Facing the pressure brought by the charge of the war horses, the palms of the three golden men could not help but tremble, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"thump!"

"Pfft!"

The war horses rushed past, and a corpse fell heavily to the ground. The blood dyed the green grassland red, and then the centurion of Yan Rong laughed and rushed towards another man.

In the blink of an eye, all three of them fell into a pool of blood, lifeless.

"Ah~"

The Jin woman was randomly humiliated by Yan Rong soldiers, and her screams echoed inside and outside the tent made of felt cloth and cowhide, just like purgatory on earth.

No man who is taller than a horse can escape the sword of Yan Rong soldiers.

Only the younger children could escape with their lives, but of course, they were not let go just like that.

Instead, these children will be rewarded as slaves to major families with meritorious service in the war. The boys can do some chores. As for the girls, it is unknown what outcome they will face.

Not far from this hell on earth, Mu Yunduankang and Baili Shen were watching all this silently.

This kind of scene can be seen everywhere in the land of the Jin people. Yan Rong soldiers will carry out massacres wherever they go. The more fierce the Jin people resist, the more fierce the killings will be.

The Jin people who had been showing off their power in front of the Zhou Dynasty for so long never thought that this day would also come to them.

"The country is destroyed and the family is destroyed. No matter how miserable it is, it can't be more miserable than this." Baili Shen straightened his clothes casually and said.

Despite Baili Shen's quiet and elegant appearance, he didn't even frown when faced with such a bloody scene.

The city is extremely deep.

Mu Yunduankang's eyes also showed no trace of emotion, and he said calmly: "For a defeated country, life and death are of course not up to them. If these people are to blame, they can only blame their Emperor, who only knows how to indulge in the land of gentleness.

A mediocre person."

As the eldest son of Mu Yun Canglan, Mu Yun Duankang participated in the war between Yan and Rong to unify the grassland. This kind of massacre between tribes has long been commonplace for him. It would be a great mercy to leave no chickens or dogs behind.

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At the beginning, due to civil strife, Yanrong killed countless tribes until their descendants were extinct.

Under the flames of war, human life is like a piece of grass!

"It just looks a little too chaotic and has no military discipline." Baili Shen squinted his eyes and looked at the Yan Rong soldiers. Some of them even fought with each other to compete for a golden man and a beautiful woman, while others were desperately fighting.

There was a mess everywhere as they plundered the property.

There seemed to be a little bit of dissatisfaction on Zhao Pingling's face.

Mu Yunduankang didn't take it seriously and said with a chuckle: "My prairie man is thousands of miles away from home and goes out to fight with his head high. Naturally, I have to give them some incentives. Otherwise, why should I make them obedient?"

The motivation in Mu Yunduankang's mouth was naturally the Jin man's women and money.

"Okay, you're right, I'm too lazy to care about this kind of thing." Baili Shen curled his lips indifferently.

While the two were talking and laughing, Zhou Weiran galloped over on horseback:

"The last general, Zhou Weiran, pays homage to His Highness, Lord Zhaoping!"

Baili Shen only glanced at the dusty Zhou Weiran, then smiled softly and said, "I guess General Zhou must have brought us good news, right?"

"Master Zhao Ping Ling is indeed very good at predicting events." Zhou Weiran lowered his head and said, "We found Wanyan Aguda, but it's a pity that he committed suicide and couldn't catch him alive."

"What? Suicide?"

A flash of surprise flashed through the eyes of Baili Shen and Mu Yun Duankang at the same time.

The dignified Prince of Beijinlong naturally died so silently.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Mu Yunduankang shook his head and sighed: "Wanyan Aguda has a high prestige in the Beijin army. He is called the number one general in Beijin. If he can catch anyone alive, the Jin army will collapse.

faster."

"Fortunately, it's okay to die, but it's a big worry for us." Baili Shen said calmly.

In the early war deductions conducted by Mu Yunduankang and Baili Shen, the worst case scenario for destroying the Jin Dynasty was that Wanyan Honglie's army would withdraw to the country, and then be handed over to Wanyan Aguda's command, and the two sides would start a final showdown on the front line of the capital of Beijin.

But now it seems that this situation can be ruled out.

At this time, Zhou Weiran straightened up slightly and said, "Although I failed to capture Wanyan Aguda alive, I captured his only son, Wanyan Bi!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhou Weiran's mouth.

"Wanyanbi?"

Mu Yunduankang frowned and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Is that the young man who is called the next military marshal of Beijin?"

"Exactly!" Zhou Weiran nodded heavily: "I caught him trying to run away, and he is now locked up in the barracks."

"Let's go and have a look!" Baili Shen suddenly became excited: "This is the most distinguished member of the Beijin royal family we have captured since the war began, haha!"

Muyun Duankang also smiled and said: "Okay, let's go and have a look!"

Several people rode off and headed straight for the Chinese army camp not far away.

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In one of Yanrong's barracks, a tied figure was struggling crazily on the ground.

Looking at his face, it was clear that he was Wanyan Bi who led the army to break out that day. That day, he only escaped for twenty or thirty miles before he was caught up by Zhou Weiran's troops. All the guards were killed in the battle, and only he was left alive.

Wanyanbi's robe was filthy and stained with blood. A strip of cloth from unknown sources was stuffed into his mouth, and he roared "woo~woo~" from time to time.

The red eyes and bulging veins showed Wanyanbi's inner anger and despair.

He already knew that his father and thousands of his own soldiers were all killed in the battle. His father used his life to cover his breakout, but he still fell into the hands of the enemy.

Wanyanbi's heart was filled with guilt and unwillingness.

Moreover, while being escorted to the camp by Zhou Weiran, he saw many Jin people being massacred by Yan Rong soldiers. The corpses of Jin people could be seen everywhere on the road, and rivers of blood flowed from them.

How could the eldest son of Prince Long have thought that he was a very noble member of the royal family before he went on the expedition, but now he has become someone else's prisoner?
Chapter completed!