broken!Li Er's son turned out to be a hidden boss

Li Wenhao gave the order to massacre, and no one will be left alive within a thousand miles.

However, Europe is more than a thousand miles in size?
Even if Europe is slaughtered, the hatred in Li Wenhao's heart cannot be relieved.

This is not a matter of national hatred or not, they are simply a pack of wolves, a pack of hungry wolves.

The people of Datang, the craftsmen of Datang, help them, help them out of their dreams, what about them?

To repay kindness with hatred and brutally kill these people, do they deserve to live in this world?

Just like the bones of our Chinese laborers were buried under every sleeper under a certain railway in the beautiful country, and then they still boasted, look, this is the advanced technology and manpower of our beautiful country.

Does this have anything to do with him?

"Come on!"

"exist!"

"Decree. From today onwards, no matter how hard it is, the soldiers who died in the Tang Dynasty will be taken home!"

"If you can't see your homeland in life, let them sleep in their homeland after death!"

At this moment Li Wenhao had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

The Chinese nation has no lack of foundation, no lack of blood, no lack of feelings, and no lack of those who are not afraid of death.

But these people, they died for the country, and the country cannot let them die like this.

Even if there is only one little thumb left, Li Wenhao will bring him back to Datang, and let him have another look at Datang Zhuangkuo.

"According to the order!"

The Zhongshushe people around him rushed to record.

"From today onwards, in the Tang Dynasty, no matter how strong the country is, we must never give up on a comrade-in-arms, even if he died in battle!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Traveling westward all the way, after walking for more than 50 miles, people finally appeared in front of Li Wenhao.

"Your Majesty, the front is..."

"Needless to say, the name doesn't matter anymore because he's about to be destroyed."

"The order!"

"exist!"

"Shenji Battalion is ready, two basic shells, bombard the city in front of me!"

"According to the order!"

At this time, no one dared to mention logistics, supplies, or the overall situation to Li Wenhao. Li Wenhao was angry, and everyone was angry. At this moment, only killing is the best way to vent hatred.

"Notify all battalions that after the shelling is over, the ground will be wiped out with swords and guns, and no one will be left behind!"

"Yes!"

Li Wenhao stood in front of the Shenji Battalion, and personally waved the command flag to fire the cannonballs. The shells came out in response, one after another, and accurately hit the city in front. After the first round of test firing was over, the next round The second round is the real killing moment. After debugging, the landing point of the shells is more accurate. What is the effect of carpet bombing with hundreds of cannons?
Firepower coverage is the complete firepower coverage of later generations.

There is a saying that goes well, if you are poor, you will be interspersed with tactics, and if you are rich, you will be covered by firepower.

Now Datang is not considered rich, because there are too many places that need development and too many places that need money, but occasionally fighting a battle for prosperity can still be fought.

"God, what the hell is this, is God punishing us?"

In the city, those devout believers saw that they couldn't avoid the shells all over the sky, so they could only kneel on the ground, praying to their Lord, their God, to give them protection.

but,……

With such firepower, even if their god came, I'm afraid they might not be able to withstand it.

An hour later, the shells of the two base numbers were finished, and Shenjiying looked at their masterpiece with unsatisfactory interest, and a flash of pride flashed in their eyes at the ruins in front of them.

"Soldiers, kill!"

Who knows who yelled, those infantrymen who couldn't hold back for a long time finally rushed out, earnestly searching for the living under the ruins with a knife and a gun.

Those who were lucky enough to be buried under the ruins thought they were saved, but when they were pulled out, what greeted them was a more cruel way of death.

Although it may be miserable to be killed by a shell, it is definitely not cruel.

The Cold Weapon Corps under Li Wenhao's command completely let this group of people know what cruelty is.

"His Majesty!"

At night, Li Wenhao sat in the tent, with the commanders of the battalions below him.

"Your Majesty, don't leave any one behind, it's cool, it's so cool!"

"Ok!"

Li Wenhao nodded expressionlessly.

Zhongshu Sheren recorded in his notebook that the great city of Central Europe, Lviv, was destroyed by artillery fire by the Holy Emperor. From the beginning to the end, no one survived, which can be called the Lviv massacre.

After finishing writing, he raised his eyes and glanced at Li Wenhao, seeing Li Wenhao looking at him with a smile, he quickly knelt on the ground to apologize.

"Get up!"

"As a historian, you naturally have to record truthfully. You don't need to beautify it. Killing people is killing people. If you don't say that we killed people, how will future generations know that our territory was won by killing people?"

"How do you know that these European countries have the hatred of subjugation and genocide with us, how to prevent, suppress, and bully these people?"

"If you don't write it like this, future generations will only think that this huge territory was created by our mouths, haha!"

"Your Majesty is right, we just killed people, and still slaughtered them, so what's the matter?"

"Who is that, you write my words in."

"Let's just say, people who are not of our race will have different hearts, so if you kill them, you will kill them, whatever you like!"

Xiong Zhan said naively.

Although his remark was a temporary joke, the historian still recorded him in the Tang book, and there is a volume dedicated to Xiong Zhan, and this sentence is the first sentence of the chapter.

"That's right, Tang Dynasty doesn't play that kind of game. We fight the world with swords and guns. Is it necessary to write in the history books that the enemy flees when they see me?"

"Hahaha, ridiculous!"

"Tell the descendants that if you want to continue to be strong, you must always suppress our enemies and kill them until they are afraid!"

"Don't stop writing, write it down, this is what I taught the king of future generations!"

Li Wenhao pointed to Zhongshu Sheren and said.

"Your Majesty, this is not good, after all, it is detrimental to the beauty of the sky!"

"Fart, do I need to rely on history books to preserve my face?"

"I conquered the whole world. Is there anything longer than this?"

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

Zhongshu Sheren faithfully recorded Li Wenhao's words and deeds.

He turned his head and hugged the son who was on the side; Li Wenhao gently rubbed their heads.

"You said, these two boys won't become two idiots in the future, right?"

As he said that, Li Wenhao said as if he was nostalgic, "Actually, in China, I have benevolence, morality, propriety, integrity and shame. I have everything, but I am short of two talented people, two talented foreign talents."

"As long as there were a few people like Bai Qi, Li Cunxiao, and Ran Min in the previous dynasty, why is my majestic China only so big?"

"Think about a strong man, no matter how strong he is, won't he be rubbed against in the Western Regions?"

"As for the Eastern and Western Jin Dynasties, needless to say, that's just in case there is no egg. Sima Yi endured the bloodiness of the entire Sima family for decades!"

Li Wenhao said, thinking about the trauma we have suffered in history.

After all, we don't have a ruthless general and a ruthless court.

What you say is good, but how many people dare to bury their faces like Chongzhen and kill themselves in Meishan when things come to an end?