War is tragic, heroic, evocative, and there are so many words that can accurately describe it.
Oh, tragic.
Oh, heroic.
Oh, it’s so sad to sing and cry.
War, war, war, is it true that there are only surging hearts, only shocks, and only words that can be described without experiencing it personally and only by staying away from it?
No, absolutely not. People who have personally experienced war would not describe their experience as tragic, heroic, or evocative. It was a hell-like experience.
There are very few people who have experienced war, people who have truly experienced war, it is difficult, and they are very reluctant to tell others about it. Even if they do tell it, it is so obscure, with a smile, with pride, with bragging.
No one who has personally experienced the war and tells it to others can say what he has lost and how painful his heart was after Paoze fell. This kind of pain cannot be expressed in words and cannot be described in words.
, let alone the stories of those innocent souls, this kind of sadness cannot be described in words, nor can I say how miserable the death of those weak people who died tragically when the enemy and thieves fell, and this kind of hatred cannot be described in words either.
Linguistic description.
War is a bloody mouth that devours the enemy, itself, evil, and good. For it, the most delicious thing is good, and the one it likes to chew the most is the weak.
The good and the weak, after entering this bloody mouth, will be stained with blood and indescribable things, and when they are spit out, they will become an indescribable object.
For big men, the essence of war is profit.
For Xiao Renwu, the essence of war is only pain.
Chen Dinglan is a little person, Wen Ya is a little person, Bai Biao is a little person, every soldier is a little person, even Chu Qing is also a little person.
Little people can only be swallowed, chewed, and spit out by the bloody mouth of war. They become strange, twisted, and indescribable. This is true for everyone, and so is Chu Qing.
Chu Qing was guarding the south gate.
Those Japanese thieves with flames on their bodies held their long knives high, and the flames burned their throats. They made a sound similar to the roar of evil spirits and rushed towards the army.
One by one, he shot them down with feathered arrows.
Gunpowder crossbows blew them apart.
Chu Qing's long sword was tightly tied to his wrist.
Where the fierce fire oil spread, no more throwing was needed. The warriors began to enter the city, accompanied by the flames, and fought with the enemy and thieves in the streets.
Everyone can enter the city. Feeling the scorching heat, they are still moving. Even if their chests only rise and fall slightly, they will chop them down with their long swords.
Chu Qing chopped off a Japanese thief's head.
He didn't even know that he had such great strength. Maybe it was because of excitement, adrenaline, or maybe because the flames made the thief's bones fragile.
No one expected that there would be at least 30,000 Ying thieves in the city. After being bombarded by gunpowder crossbows and fierce fire oil for two sticks of incense, there would still be so many people alive, and there would be so many people still alive who would resist stubbornly.
Walking in the flames, my ears were filled with screams and wails. Three armies entered from three gates and cut out three roads of revenge paved with corpses.
"Uchi God Belt!"
Chu Qing roared: "Come out and die, I have said that I will stab you!"
Chu Qing's hair was ignited by the flying flames. As he ran forward, the third brother slapped him hard.
"Isn't it true that the Southern Fleet Army of Yingdao can be set up as an infantry army? Don't you like to slaughter women and children? Come out, lead Uchishen. Come out and see if you have the courage to face a real army. Come out!"
Chu Qing's hatred has not diminished because he killed seven Japanese thieves. Perhaps it was the flames that made the fire of revenge in his heart even stronger, or perhaps it was the fact that an arm of a boat division soldier was cut off that angered him.
, or more likely, after the two Hu female tribesmen were knocked down by the Ying thieves covered in fierce fire oil, the three charred corpses made his eyes split open.
The blood feud thousands of years later, the wronged souls of the Three Paths of the East China Sea, the tiny heads on Ryukyu Island, there were too many things that made his anger soar into the sky.
"Here, commander, find the Uchi God Belt. If you can't find it, burn this city down!"
Chu Qing's order, in the boat division and in the East China Sea, is an imperial edict, an imperial edict above the imperial edict.
The soldiers all shouted that they hoped to find the Uchi God Belt because they did not want to see Chu Qing like this.
When Chu Qing laughs and curses, it will make them feel at ease. If Chu Qingshuai smiles, then everyone will always feel that they will be happy, stable, and live like a human being.
But now, Chu Qing is angry, which makes them very uncomfortable. They desperately hope to find the Uchi God Belt, and don't want Marshal Chu, who smiles all day long, to become angry, lost, and gradually become another person like them.
people.
"Kill, don't spare a single Japanese thief, fucking Japanese thief, fucking son-in-law army, fucking beast!"
Chu Qing felt the burning smell coming from his hair, pulled out a short knife from his boots, and cut off his hair close to his scalp: "Kill them all!"
The name of Uchi Shendai resounded throughout Guocheng, accompanied by flames, blood, anger, and hatred.
"I don't need a living person. Any living person, any Japanese thief, who steps on our land and breathes our air is a humiliation. They are all humiliating the commander and the boat master. Kill them all!"
Chen Yan, who had already fought to the west and returned to the Zhizhou Mansion area, heard Chu Qing's voice and came quickly.
Chu Qing's eyes were already bloodshot, and he breathed out four words---Uzhi Shendai!
Without saying anything, Chen Yan rushed up to the crumbling observation tower that had been set on fire.
After watching for a moment, Chen Yan made a discovery: "Tenth brother, on the north side, hundreds of people on the north side, fighting fiercely, must be there."
Chu Qing raised his long sword: "Bring Yu Zhishen to me, the commander!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the observation tower finally collapsed. Chen Yan on the platform was shocked and his feet moved a little, but they did not fully use the force and fell down.
Chu Qing ran over purely out of instinct. Because the sword in his right hand was tied, he could only stretch out his left hand.
The third brother who had been by his side also stretched out his arms, looking shocked.
More than six meters high, Chen Yan fell down and hit Chu Qing hard. The third brother also resisted the force.
Chu Qing felt like he was being hit in the face by a high-speed train. His eyes went dark and he almost fainted.
Chen Yan rubbed his butt, quickly got up, and hugged Chu Qing: "Old Shi, Lao Shi, don't scare me, Lao Shi."
Chu Qing shook his head vigorously: "Chen Laojiu."
"Call his mother Ninth Brother." Chen Yan smiled, feeling relieved.
Chu Qing: "Fuck Ninth Brother."
Chen Yan: “…”
Chu Qing's eyes were no longer as blood-red as they were, and were a bit emptier.
Chen Yan said with a smile: "Brother Ninth knows that you are feeling unfair and filled with rage, but don't be impatient or panic. How could a person who laughs all day become so scary? Brother Ninth is worried about you acting like this."
"Nervous." Chu Qing stood up, shook his arms, took a deep breath, and spoke loudly.
"Isn't it true that the Southern Fleet Army of Yingdao can be set up as an infantry army? Don't you like to slaughter women and children? Come out, lead Uchishen. Come out and see if you have the courage to face a real army. Come out!"
Chen Yan: “…”
The third brother followed quickly and looked back at Chen Yan, as if he were looking at an idiot.
Third brother knows Chu Qing.
As soon as he went to the battlefield, Chu Qing was like this, shouting and yelling randomly. It looked scary and seemed to be mentally abnormal. In fact, it was just a habit. No one needed to worry. He would not go crazy even if the whole world went crazy.