"Madam, Sir, my subordinates did not do their job well. They failed to detect the approach of the Hara tribe, which resulted in the death and injury of hundreds of refugees from Southeast City. They also failed to find the spies. I don't know when the silver mine was leaked."

Si Ling knelt heavily in front of Su Manrong and Xiao Chengxian, although he didn't know when the news about the silver mine was leaked.

But before my wife and I left, I handed over Qianzhou to him. It was his fault that he failed to take care of Southeast City due to his negligence, which led to the tragedy of the refugees.

"The silver mine has been leaked a long time ago, and it has nothing to do with you." Xiao Chengxian frowned slightly and raised his eyes to look at the graves not far away, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"As for the massacre of Southeast City, it has nothing to do with you. It was the culprits outside the city gate who went to capture King Hala and Mingcheng alive. Those soldiers who participated in the massacre of the city, one by one, were asked to stay outside Southeast City and use their souls to pay tribute to them.

The refugees in Southeast City atone for their sins!”

Xiao Chengxian looked at Su Manrong's slender figure. She had been looking at those graves since she came to Southeast City. There was no sadness or hatred on her face. She didn't know what she was thinking.

As a military general, he had been marching with Xiao Yao on the frontier since he was a child, and was used to seeing separation and death.

But my wife lives in a peaceful and free country. She has never experienced war, let alone such a large-scale massacre.

At this time she...

"Yes." The word "yes" in "Fourty" is firm and sad.

He had been waiting for this instruction for several days, and finally got it.

Suddenly, twenty 50 Guards came out of the city gate, wearing body armor and holding modern weapons, and headed straight for the Laha team.

Wherever the bullets hit, those who had killed the refugees wantonly did not even have the chance to call for help, and fell heavily to the ground.

King Hala and Mingcheng Baylor, before picking up their spears, were shot in both legs and knelt heavily in front of Si Ling.

"From beginning to end, I wanted your life, just for a moment.

I have watched you scream in front of me for many days, and I will let you live for a few more days..."

There is no evil smile on Si Ling's face anymore. He is sad, angry and hurt. He will make the two people in front of him pay the price. He cannot live or die.

"No one will be spared." Si Ling didn't even want to hear what King Hala and Ming Cheng said begging for mercy. He just looked at the soldiers who were running away in a hurry, and said without mercy: "Kill..."

As seven-foot-tall men, they carry military orders on their backs, and casualties during marches and battles are considered normal.

However, they were armed with spears and aimed not at Qianzhou soldiers, but at defenseless refugees.

No, they are not refugees...they are the old, weak, sick and disabled, some women and children.

Instead of letting the refugees die happily, the spears pierced their intestines and ruptured their stomachs, causing them to die in humiliation.

They kill people for fun. They are no longer soldiers, they are devils and should not be left in this world.

"Dig a hole and throw them in."

If it weren't for the corpse being exposed to the sun, there would be a peculiar smell. If it encountered those poisonous insects, it would cause corpse transformation. They would never bury these executioners.

These executioners stayed outside the southeast city forever, always looking towards the southeast gate, and confessing their mistakes to the refugees they had tortured...

"Madam, Zheng'er and Yuan'er are still waiting for us."

After Xiao Chengxian finished handling the matters in Southeast City, he saw Su Manrong still standing in front of the tomb, staring at the tomb without saying a word.

He knew that the tragedy had happened, and no words would help. But Madam had been standing here for two hours, and her body couldn't bear it.

"Xiao Chengxian..." Su Manrong turned around slowly and looked at Xiao Chengxian blankly: "I want to go back."

"Okay, let's go back." Xiao Chengxian nodded, took her hand, and led her into the carriage.

"Madam? Madam?"

After getting on the carriage, Su Manrong disappeared into the carriage before he could close the wooden door.

Xiao Chengxian knew that she was in a bad mood and was worried about her being alone in the space...

But after calling twice, Su Manrong didn't take him into the space as usual.

"Madam, I know you feel sorry for these innocent refugees.

I didn't think carefully about all this. The defense of Southeast City has always been weak, which gave the Hara clan an opportunity.

It was me who harmed these innocent refugees and it has nothing to do with you.

It was me who asked you to take credit for the security work in the five cities of Qianzhou. It was my ability that had problems and it had nothing to do with you..."

In the space, Xiao Chengxian's voice was like a stereo sound, surrounding his ears.

Su Manrong hugged her knees helplessly, replaying those graves over and over again in her mind.

The blood stains on the streets of Southeast City and the blood stains two meters high on the wall have not yet been cleaned up.

Although the refugees have been buried, it is not difficult for her to imagine what these refugees went through before they died...

She had watched many movies about war, and she knew that when enemy troops entered the city, the people would flee for their lives in a hurry, but they would still be killed.

I just didn't expect that the five cities in Qianzhou under her jurisdiction would also suffer such a disaster.

She once vowed to every refugee in the five cities of Qianzhou that she would let them live the happiest life in Qianzhou, let them live under the spring breeze and enjoy life freely, democratically and independently.

But she saw one thousand and twenty graves...

Those refugees who had just registered their household registration and had their fingerprints inputted, who kept building this city in order to allocate houses and buy supplies, have turned into graves one after another...

"Madam, this has been like this since ancient times. Countries are divided and combined, wars break out frequently, and no one can control it.

You have been doing your best to protect this group of refugees. If you fail to recover, what will happen to the remaining thousands of refugees?"

Xiao Chengxian's voice still kept echoing.

"Yes, it has been like this since ancient times." Su Manrong raised her eyes blankly and looked at the sky in space, but the era she lived in was not like this...

"My delusion to change this dynasty on my own is really a delusion..."

Su Manrong took a deep breath and tapped the keyboard quickly.

If she can travel from modern times to ancient times, there must be a way to travel back.

In modern times, even though she has many regrets, she is estranged from her relatives, has no loved ones, and no children...

But she has never been ashamed of anyone.

As long as she lives peacefully, even if she doesn't go to work and just stays at home all day, at least no one will die because of her.

But in ancient times, her existence, no, her competitiveness, caused Qianzhou to be coveted, and even caused the Southeast City to be massacred...

If she had not come to this dynasty, the original owner would have died after arriving in Qianzhou with the exile team.

None of this will exist anymore.

King Cheng would not seize the throne under her instigation, there was no war in Shengkang, Qianzhou was still a bitter cold place, a place where birds did not poop, and no one was willing to raise troops to attack.
Chapter completed!