Yu Wuya was covered in wild grass and branches, like a running monster rushing to the front of one of the houses in an instant. He had already seen the position, and the two young men and a few martial soldiers were inside.

With a bang, Yu Wuya pulled out a pitch-black iron sword from his back with his back and directly broke through the window and rushed in. He heard a few muffled groans and roars inside. Then a big hole was suddenly broken into a wall of the wooden house, and a big man with leather armor flew backwards and smashed heavily on the ground. His eyes were wide open, and a wound on his neck was sprayed several meters away like a fountain. He lay on the ground and thrust like a spasm and then there was no movement again.

"I dare to frame my benefactor and die!"

With Yu Wuya's angrily shout, a woman's scream and a man's scream came from the room. Then a thud, a young man's hair fell out with disheveled hair. Then Yu Wuya, who was wearing branches and thatch, rushed out, and the iron sword in his hand stabbed hard behind him.

"Brother Yu stayed alive!" Fang Kuan couldn't help but yell.

"Bang!" Yu Wuyaren reversed the iron sword in the air, and the hilt of the sword hit the back of the young man's head heavily.

At this time, the light in the valley was dim, and Fang Kuan, Yu Wuya and others were extremely fast. The crossbows in the hands of soldiers kept ringing, accompanied by screams one after another and the screams of women and children. The valley was in chaos in an instant. Countless people rushed out of the house and ran around in panic. Many people didn't know what was going on. Then they saw several clumps of human-shaped branches moving towards them, and then they heard the sound of arrows entering the body. With a sharp scream of pain, they fell to the ground and rolled, and the scene became even more chaotic.

This is just a group of bandits. In fact, even bandits are not considered as mountain people. They are serious and can only be considered mountain people. They have lived quietly here for many years. Many people have never gone down the mountain in their lives. Some men occasionally go down the mountain to fight robbery and steal some money. They have never seen such flesh-and-blood fighting. Many people have already been scared to fall to the ground and shout for their lives.

In just twenty minutes, a strong smell of blood rippled in the valley, and wailing screams were everywhere. Several houses were lit by the knocked-over pine open flame candles. In an instant, a raging fire rose into the air, making the valley look extremely red.

Hundreds of ordinary mountain people with almost no fighting experience faced with more than 30 regular soldiers who had killed people and earned military merits on the battlefield, and a sudden attack, the scene was almost one-sided massacre. Half an hour later, the sound of fighting slowly stopped. Many women, children, young and old gathered in a place under the scolding of the soldiers. The remaining young and middle-aged bandits who were still alive were pulled and kicked by a group of soldiers. Regardless of whether they were injured or not, they shouted loudly and rushed to a bunch of them. They all lay on the ground in horror and dared not move at all.

At this time, as long as there is a slight resistance, we will either be a crossbow or a long sword. Several of them will be killed directly on the spot, and blood will be sprayed everywhere.

It was very dark, but in the blazing fire, Fang Kuan's eyes were red with excitement, and more than 30 soldiers were also excited. The hundreds of young and middle-aged bandits cut off their heads and took them back were military merits. In today's unification situation, if His Majesty no longer issued war orders, suppressing bandits and robbers would be the only chance to obtain military merits.

"Tell me, who are you waiting for?" Fang Kuan stepped on the chest of a bandit, and the long sword in his hand was still dripping blood in front of the bandit's eyes, drops of blood kept dripping on the bandit's face.

"Yes... it's Jiang Yan..." The bandit was already scared and answered like a sieve.

"Where is Jiang Yan?" Fang Kuan's eyes flew past a group of bandits. One of the five big, three thick and bearded bandits shivered, suddenly got up and ran towards the entrance of the canyon.

"Catch the live ones!" Just as several soldiers raised their crossbows, Fang Kuan roared, and the soldiers immediately chased after him. However, this guy was obviously familiar with the terrain and often climbed mountains, so he was very fast. He rushed and jumped among the thorns of the wheat fields and soon ran to the exit of the valley. But just as he was about to rush into the narrow crack of the mountain, one or twenty villagers in disguise and holding sticks and guns stood up in the grass, shouting and knocking him over to the ground, and kicked him up with big feet.

"Donkey Day, let you rob our tax grain!"

"Battle him to death~"

"Enter your mother~"

Amid all kinds of angry scolding, the bandit disappeared in an instant. When several soldiers chased after him, a bloody corpse was lying on the ground.

Damn, it's too fierce!

Chen Xu stood beside him. Before he could react, the bandit was already slackened. His whole body was chopped and smashed by swords, guns, sticks, and a big hole was broken in his head, and his brain was mixed with blood flowing.

Several soldiers looked at each other and had to drive a group of villagers away quickly, and then dragged the bloody corpse back to hand in the service.

"Plop~"

Looking at the unbearable corpse that was thrown in front of him, Fang Kuan was stunned for a long time, then sighed and called on his subordinates to start the aftermath.

"It's too late, and I'll camp in the valley today. You guys go out and drive all the horses in."

"You guys go and deal with the ones who are not dead and cut off their heads and count them."

"You guys go around to search and see if there are any fish that have missed the net."

"Let the villagers search for Qingteng, tie up all the living mouths, don't leave another one."

"Select some women and children to make fire and make rice..."

After a series of orders, everyone soon became busy again. More than 100 villagers in Qinghe Town were also urged by soldiers to harvest green vines and tie up bandits, and help carry the dead.

This was an unprecedented massacre. The ground was filled with dozens of corpses, and dozens of bloody heads were neatly stacked together, which was extremely terrifying under the reflection of the fire.

Basically, Chen Xu, who had never seen a dead person, stood in the outer circle from afar, smelling the strong bloody smell in the air, his internal organs surging. After holding it in for a few minutes, he vomited out a sound.

"Haha, Lord Lidian can't hold it in anymore!" A group of soldiers covered in blood suddenly burst into laughter.

I laugh at your mother for comparing it. Is this a murder? It’s so savage!

Chen Xu felt that his soul was almost vomiting. If he accidentally couldn't control it well, he might have traveled through time again.

At this time, he truly understood what kind of era the Qin Dynasty was.
Chapter completed!