Three Kingdoms: I will return it ten thousand times, my lord, I will never keep it for myself

In the western part of Liaoning, an empty square was covered with war clouds.

The black armored cavalry had already set off a bloody storm. Their charge was like a raging wave hitting the shore, unstoppable. On the battlefield, broken limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground, and some flesh and blood turned into blurred mud under the iron hooves. The air was filled with a heart-pounding bloody smell.

The black armored warriors, their armor was mottled and covered with indescribable filth, which was the cruel mark left by the battle. Some people held not only weapons in their hands, but also the heads of rebel soldiers. Their eyes were as cold as frost, as if they were the gods of war returning from the Shura Field, exuding a terrifying aura.

"They... they are not human at all! They are demons crawling out of hell!"

Those rebel soldiers who were lucky enough to survive, seeing this scene, were already scared to death, their spirits were almost collapsed, and their words were full of despair and fear.

Liu Yao stood aside, his eyes like torches, staring at General Han who led the troops in the center of the battlefield, with mixed feelings in his heart. In this land shrouded in death, the bravery of the black armored cavalry and the despair of the rebels formed a sharp and cruel contrast.

Liu Yao's eyes penetrated the dense crowd and locked on Han Dong, with a disdainful arc at the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.

"Now, I will give you a chance to live." His voice was not loud, but it was full of unquestionable majesty, as if every word was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"Whoever can take the heads of Han Dong and those family heads, I, Liu Yao, will show mercy and spare your lives!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding rebels exchanged meaningful glances, secretly calculating the pros and cons in their hearts.

Han Dong and the family heads were tightly attached to each other, with fear and uneasiness in their expressions. They knew that in Liu Yao's eyes, they had already been labeled as "rebels", and life and death depended on the other party's thoughts.

"Don't be stupid!" Han Dong shouted anxiously, "Liu Yao will never let us go, he thinks we are all rebels! Once he takes action, it will only be a dead end!"

There was a bit of despair in his voice, but he was also trying to awaken the rationality of the rebels who were still hesitating.

Han Dong was about to spread the web of lies again, trying to wrap everyone up deeply in it, but unexpectedly, a ray of cold light instantly penetrated his lower back, like a flower of death quietly blooming in the dark night.

"I'm sorry, master of the family. In this chaotic world, I just want to survive."

Han Dong's words were interrupted by the gushing blood, and his astonished eyes were full of disbelief. He never expected that the deadly blade came from the hand of Geng Dazhuang, whom he regarded as his right-hand man.

"Oh, Han Dong, do you remember that it was you who forced my elder sister to marry you by force? All these years, I have been with you, and all I have in mind is this moment today." Geng Dazhuang's voice was low and resolute, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Han Dong's heart that was about to collapse.

"My parents also died unjustly because of you! This blood debt, today, you have to pay it back."

After that, the air was filled with an indescribable heaviness and sadness. The light in Han Dong's eyes gradually faded, and the fire of life swayed in the cold wind of revenge, and finally returned to silence.

With a light sound of puff, the air seemed to solidify at this moment.

Han Dong's head was ruthlessly cut off by an extremely sharp knife in an instant, and blood splattered, dyeing the surrounding dust and air red.

However, just after this chilling moment, Liu Yao's cold and sinister voice sounded again, like a sharp blade in the cold wind, piercing everyone's heart.

"Whoever can hold the heads of several great families and hold on to the end will survive!" His tone was full of playfulness and cruelty, "Everyone, enjoy this upcoming killing feast!"

After speaking, Liu Yao's face showed a meaningful and sinister smile, which showed both the desire for power and the obsession with the cruel game of human nature.

Everyone present was stunned in place, with shock and despair in their eyes. This is more than a test, it is clear that they are used as containers for cultivating poisonous insects, allowing them to struggle for survival in the fight between each other.

Looking around, although there are many people, at least hundreds of them, there are only six heads of the noble families. This means that in this cruel game, only six people can survive in the end.

Seeing that those people were still stubborn, Liu Yao raised his hand to Gongsun Xu, signaling him to take action. The White Horse Volunteers then slowly pulled their bowstrings to full strength, and arrows were like a forest, pointing directly at the group of people in front of them. The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

"After three breaths, if you still insist on not changing your ways, don't blame me for ordering thousands of arrows to pierce your hearts!" Liu Yao's voice was as cold as frost, echoing in this empty land.As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked, and their panic was evident.

"Brothers, I still have a lovely wife and young children at home. Can you please spare my life?" A rebel's voice trembled, his eyes full of begging.

"Hmph! You have a wife and children, don't I have an old mother to support?" Another person glared at him and retorted.

"I don't care about that! Today, I must survive!" Another person roared, his eyes flashing with despair and madness.

For a while, the rebel camp was in chaos, with quarrels, pleading, and cursing one after another, and the situation was out of control.

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The battle slowly stretched its shadow in the fierce confrontation of half an hour, and every second was accompanied by piercing screams, like unwilling wails under the night, until only six survivors were left on the battlefield, standing alone in the devastation.

Liu Yao's eyes flashed a hint of deep meaning in the smoke, and he quietly gave a subtle look to Ke Yiying beside him. Ke Yiying understood, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he waved his hand and led a team of soldiers with cold light flashing, step by step.

Ke Yiying nodded, and led a team of soldiers to draw their swords and move forward.

Several soldiers held a group of rebels aside.

"What are you going to do? What do you want to do?"

Several rebels looked at everyone in panic.

Ke Yiying showed a sneer on his face: "Haha, rebellion is a capital crime!"

"My lord is very righteous! I will leave you a way to live, but... I'm afraid you can't keep your arms."

After that, Ke Yiying raised his sword and cut off the arms of six people directly.

"Bandage them up, parade them through the streets later, and then release them. Whether they can survive depends on their own lives."

Liu Yao sat on the horse and scratched his ears.

"Dian Wei! Zhang Liao! Huang Xu! Each of you take 2,000 people, go and confiscate the house immediately! Kill all nine clans!"

"Zilong, send people to seal the city gates immediately! Forbid anyone to enter or leave!"

"Yes, sir!"

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