Chapter 1177 - 1179: Hatred
Chapter 1177 - 1179: Hatred
The soldiers took their orders and charged forward with their knives.
In an instant, the scene became extremely chaotic.
The people of Hulong Country were far more numerous than expected, hidden among the crowd and impossible to guard against!
One moment they were just sobbing on the side, the next moment, they were taking lives with the fall of their blades.
The people of Mo Yan Country screamed in terror and fled in all directions, the situation was completely out of control.
Mo Shu, along with Yu Siqiao and others, tried their best to protect the civilians, suddenly, Mo Shu heard the sound of a sword wind whistling past his ear.
Every cell in his body suddenly awakened, his hair standing on end.
Turning back, he could only catch a glimpse of a silver streak piercing suddenly.
Mo Shu was startled, everything happened too suddenly, there was simply no time to dodge!
Suddenly, a long sword appeared in front, deflecting the blade away.
The next moment, there was a scream from in front of him, and the person who had just attacked him was already dead.
Mo Shu, still in shock, saw a tall figure appear in front of him.
Yu Siqiao’s face did not look good, looking at the wife dressed as a man in front of him, his face was both cold and angry, as if squeezing out from between his teeth, he said fiercely, "We’ll settle this when we get back!"
Mo Shu felt a guilty pang in his heart, instinctively recalling the helicopter incident from the past life.
When he decided to save Mo Jiantao on his own back then, he was confident in his heart.
Yet after being scolded by him, a shadow still lingered in his heart.
Hearing this fierce warning, Mo Shu’s heart was filled with unease, but given the urgent situation, he didn’t delay much longer. He raised the long sword and said in a deep voice, "We’ll talk about it when we get back!"
Yu Siqiao grabbed him, "We can go back right now!"
As the words fell, Mo Shu realized that the remnants of Hulong Country had been mostly cleared.
The generals below quickly came forward to report: "Deputy General, we have cleared twelve remnants of Hulong Country, three civilians dead, eight injured, military doctors have been called for treatment, please give orders, Deputy General."
Yu Siqiao, with a stern face, glanced at Mo Shu who stood silent by his side and said in a deep voice, "Settle the civilians properly, Chen Yun, Li Xiang, comfort the injured, Hezhou, and Pang Long, clean up the bodies and send the heads of the Hulong bandits back to Hulong Country!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
The collective response echoed as everyone felt the gravity of the situation.
Yu Siqiao glanced around, "How many of our men were injured?"
"Reporting to Deputy General, none of our soldiers were wounded!"
"Good!" Yu Siqiao said, "Record the merits of the soldiers who came this time, the General will submit your achievements!"
The soldiers were invigorated, shouting in unison, "Yes! Thank you, Deputy General!"
The unanimous shout echoed, and the previously worried and fearful civilians also felt somewhat encouraged.
Of course, this did not include those who had lost family members.
Yu Siqiao heavily regarded those who had the misfortune of losing family members, stepping forward, he approached a child, placing a large hand on her head, he said, "Sorry, we arrived too late."
The little girl cried almost to the point of fainting, the woman beside her pulling her back, glaring at Yu Siqiao with fear and hatred, but said nothing.
Mo Shu saw their gaze, slightly furrowed his brows, and said, "No one wants something like war, the ones you should hate are those bandits, not our own countrymen."
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