Great time travel

Chapter 41. The Destruction of Huining
On the last day of the year, Huining, the capital city of the Kingdom of Jin, by the banks of the Tiger River, ushered in its destruction without warning.

Black smoke billowed, the sound of killing pierced the sky, corpses littered the fields, and blood flowed like rivers.

Stepping on the white snow and corpses everywhere, countless people speaking different languages ​​and dressed in different clothes fought desperately in the city of Huining.

Swords and guns are intertwined with the human body, singing a cruel poem written with flesh and blood.

Deadly thick smoke and flames, mixed with various roars and mournful cries, echoed over the streets and alleys.

——After just half a day of melee, the city was completely devastated. The inside and outside of the palace, which had been smeared by fireworks and blood, thick blood stained the snow red.Tens of thousands of corpses, like haystacks piled up indiscriminately, are arranged in a haphazard manner in the narrow streets and alleys, intertwined and entangled together—some of them are gnashing their teeth and have hideous faces, as if they have exhausted the last bit of strength in their lives.Some have strangely serene faces, as if they are dying...

After disintegrating the last bit of organized resistance of the Jurchen fighters in the city, the red-eyed rebel slaves continued to roam the streets and alleys of Huining City, taking the cruelest revenge on the Jurchens who oppressed them. In every intact house, kill the old man and the man... However, the fighting power of the Jurchens has basically been exhausted after repeated heavy losses.

——The number of Jurchens in this city was originally about the same as the number of slaves of various ethnic groups in the suburbs.Because the army has been fighting outside all year round, there were not many men left behind.More than half were brought down by anesthesia gas and have yet to recover.The last small group of Jurchen warriors who still maintained their combat effectiveness suffered heavy casualties in the previous battle against the palace... The remaining old, weak, women and children were no match for these red-eyed slaves!
Even if they can't be called an army at all, they can only be called a group of unorganized and undisciplined thugs.

However, the prisoners of war who are full of deep hatred and hatred will never be soft-hearted because of this, and will only take the opportunity to intensify their revenge!
"...This mansion looks very impressive, I heard it is some kind of palace... Everyone, keep your eyes open! Don't fall into an ambush!"

Liu Sheng, the former commander of the Imperial Army of the Song Dynasty and now the leader of the rebel slaves, used an ax to forcefully split a solid wooden door, and at the same time reminded the followers behind him.Then he carefully raised the shield he had just snatched, fended off a sharp arrow that flew towards him, and rushed in one by one.

And a group of officers and soldiers of the former imperial army of the Song Dynasty who were used as slaves by the Jin Dynasty also took all kinds of weapons they had just found, such as horn bows and wooden bows with peeling paint, half-new horizontal knives, and Orion's iron fork , the farmer's rake, etc., followed Liu Sheng and rushed in, ready to kill.

However, the Jurchen's resistance was far weaker than expected. In the huge mansion, there was only one middle-aged man in a leather robe holding a long gun and hunting bow in the courtyard, desperately resisting the hordes of people who broke into their homes. Raiders of...

Due to the disparity in the number of people on both sides, after a moment of fighting, the owner of the mansion was chopped off his right hand holding the gun, and was hit in the abdomen with an axe, and collapsed with a broken stomach.The warm blood was splashed on the white snow, and the bright red bloomed like a beautiful flower.

However, within a short while, he still couldn't die. He could only lie on the ground and watch those humble Song slaves rob him of all the wealth he had accumulated over the years-even though these goods were originally from the Song Dynasty. It was snatched... the hoarseness was already inaudible, and he lost consciousness due to excessive bleeding in the midst of extreme anger and hatred...

And on Huining street outside the mansion wall, it has already fallen into a purgatory of blood and tyranny. From time to time, disheveled women screamed and ran out of the half-collapsed house, and then were killed by another group of people. Men in the same disheveled clothes chased after them roaring or laughing, and hurriedly pushed them down against the wall, then dragged them back by their hair, or stripped their clothes on the spot and took turns drying them regardless of the cold weather.There are also people howling crazily and loudly on the street, excitedly dancing strings of gorgeous jewelry of gold, silver and precious stones on the tip of their guns, shining bright colors under the sun and fire... Several places near the outskirts of the city At the intersection, countless gold and silver utensils stained with blood, flesh and ashes have piled up into hills.

——The whole city has turned into a sea of ​​flames and a pool of blood, everywhere is filled with smoke, everywhere is full of messy corpses, there are fighting thugs everywhere, and there are wailing voices everywhere... All the alien slaves are all red All of them, regardless of race or identity, joined the team of crazy atrocities. All they knew was to try their best to kill any Jurchen who dared to resist, and then continue to rob and burn.

Endless chaos, death and destruction, and raging fire have become the only theme of this New Year.

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By the night of this day, Guo Jing, Yue Fei and Han Shizhong had already led their small troops of the Song Army, escorted the captured Jin Emperor, and retreated to the outskirts of Huining to camp and rest.However, the rioting slaves that have long been out of control are still wantonly looting and burning in the city, using the cruelest and bloodiest methods to kill every Jurchen man they can find, and then hanging their horrific corpses on the courtyard walls and tree branches On... By the evening, they had even dug out the tomb of Jin Taizu Wanyan Aguda, trampling the bones and funerary objects to a mess.

The Northern Expeditionary Army of the Song Dynasty had no intention of stopping such a brutal atrocity that could be called crazy, and there was no reason to stop it.

——Not to mention the camps and positions of the two sides, you must know that it is the Jurchens who are being massacred right now, sweeping and burning the homes of these Khitan, Xi, Bohai and Song people, and killing their relatives and children , Escorted them thousands of miles to Huining, and treated them as two-legged animals, engaged in countless heavy labor, and almost every day some people were exhausted to death.Moreover, he was hungry and cold every day, and lived a life that was not as good as a cow or a horse.They even have to endure all kinds of abuse and even torture—according to some survivors’ cries, those murderous Jurchen supervisors don’t talk about humanitarianism, and often hang disobedient or tired slaves on trees and use whips They are smoked to death, or their hands and feet are cut off and thrown into the wild as live bait for hunting wolves.Occasionally even skinned them with a knife, used human skulls as flowerpots, and fed the minced meat to the dogs... Driven by such unspeakable blood feuds, these slaves broke free from the shackles and cages for the first time. A reaction is naturally a hundredfold revenge.

Therefore, in the face of the chaos that was completely out of control, Guo Jing just ordered the direct troops who were still in command to be pulled to the outskirts and stood by. Doraemon, those seemingly cruel and brutal rebel slaves, what kind of torture they suffered in this city... So, Doraemon had to be silent, and after a long time, he sighed faintly:

"...I have traveled to civilizations and countries in many eras, and I have witnessed countless riots and riots, wars and destruction, but seeing such a cruel scene of destruction again, I still feel very uncomfortable... Of course, it's not that I don't know the suffering of these prisoners of war slaves, and it's not difficult to guess the crimes of those slave owners... But, between human beings, can't they sit down and talk, communicate with each other, understand each other, and avoid conflicts and misunderstandings , but must they only hold all kinds of hatred, confront each other with swords, and rely on force to decide the winner again and again?"

——Very typical Japanese pacifist thinking, thinking that as long as you communicate well, you don’t need to fight... The problem is that this is too naive!
"...There is no way, Mr. Doraemon, the so-called naive idea of ​​mutual understanding and avoiding conflicts can only be talked about in a peaceful age, and no one may believe it. Hatred is never the real root of war, but only An excuse to launch war. The choice between war and peace is also not determined by individual will, but can only be determined by the needs of the entire society. When society is generally tired of war, it is naturally unjust to start war blindly. But when When the entire social atmosphere is looking forward to war, the practice of pursuing peace against public opinion will also be cast aside.

Even a savior must adapt to the laws of this age, and in this cruel age full of violence, the weak have no right, not even the right to cry.The only right and duty of the weak is to be enslaved and dominated by the strong.Communication and exchanges between the strong and the weak can't solve the problem at all.How can the stolen person understand the helplessness of the thief, and how can the victim understand the difficulties of the murderer? "

Guo Jing shrugged his shoulders and replied, "...War is not necessarily ugly, and peace is not necessarily beautiful. In the history of our country, there are many kinds of peace that can be called shame and despair. People with lofty ideals think that it is better to maintain that kind of peace. The so-called peace is not as good as a quick battle... Natural selection and the law of the jungle are the laws of evolution in nature, and it is not immune to human beings. The world of absolute pacifism can only be idealists forever Dreams. In this cold world, the only thing we can do is to try not to become weak..."

At the same time, Wang Qiu frowned, watching rows of colorful handwriting quickly scroll past on the "Book of Time Traveling":

"...Break and destroy Huining, the capital of the Kingdom of Jin, destroy the birthplace of the Jurchens, and get 1500 reward points;
Capture Jin Taizong Wanyan Wu begging for money and get 1000 reward points;
Kill Jin Xizong Wanyanquan and get 500 reward points;
Killed a senior prisoner of war by mistake, Yelu Yanxi, Emperor Tianzuo of the Liao Kingdom, and got 500 reward points;
Kill Hailing King Wan Yanliang and get 250 reward points;
……

The Huining raid has officially ended, and a total of 43500 reward points have been obtained, so the notification ends here. "

Looking at the last line of summary statistics on the "Book of Time Traveling", Wang Qiu couldn't help but worry secretly.

——Compared with the battle of Bianliang, where the score was collected very well, the reward points for this raid on Huining are much less.

What's more terrible is that the Song-Jin War has basically come to an end.Right now, even the capital city of the Kingdom of Jin has been burned to the ground by a black tiger, but they still haven't got the 6500 bonus points that allowed Professor Guo to leave this space... Where should the remaining [-] points be collected?

Alas, it really makes people don't know what to do!

A gust of cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew in front of him, interrupting Wang Qiu's chaotic thoughts and making him sneeze uncontrollably.

But over the city not far away, the raging fire burned even more violently, dyeing the clouds in the night sky a bewitching crimson, as if the gorgeous sunset glow reappeared in the world again, and it was like the red lotus of the end of the world that destroyed everything... What a bloody New Year that burns everything!
Staring blankly at the cruel night scene for a while, Wang Qiu scratched his hair, walked to Guo Jing's side with a little hesitation, coughed and opened his mouth.

"...Professor Guo, unfortunately, even if we successfully completed this operation, we still haven't been able to collect the [-] reward points you need." He said sincerely, "...But no matter what, I still I want to say Happy New Year to you! I wish you all wishes come true in the new year!"

"...Well." Regarding this bad news, Guo Jing couldn't help being silent for a moment, as if he was organizing his thoughts and words, but he couldn't figure out how to express it anyway, so he had to sigh lightly and replied: "... So, happy new year to you too!"

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PS: A small complaint about the Iraqi battlefield: "The terrorists are indeed raised by the United States"

In recent days, the Syrian rebel ISIS born out of Al Qaeda has continued to attack the city in Iraq, and the outskirts of Baghdad have turned into battlefields. While preventing Iran from sending troops to support Iraq's counter-insurgency, US President Barack Obama denounced the Syrian government's air strikes and bombing of ISIS as "undermining regional peace." ", and finally provide [-] million U.S. dollars in military aid to the Syrian rebels, lest their military expenses will not be enough.

Although according to Obama's rhetoric, the [-] million US dollars is for "moderates".However, the liberal armed forces that have been fighting the government forces along the western coast of Syria have long since declined. ISIS, which controls a quarter of the territory in eastern Syria, has become the absolute main force of the rebels. Who else can give this huge sum of money to ISIS? ?Even if there are a few small "moderate" troops left in some corner, everyone knows that the so-called "moderate armed forces" have always been cash machines, reserves and logistics warehouses for extremist terrorists!Obama, do you dare to say that you really have no connection with ISIS?
In connection with the recent dismantling practices of the United States in urging the Iraqi Prime Minister to step down, I am afraid that these terrorists really have some ties to the United States.