PDLP Chapter 148 Killing good people and taking credit
Chapter 148 Killing good people and taking credit
On the vast land, the flags of this team of officers and soldiers fluttered in the breeze. A flag commander with a full beard and sharp eyes like a hawk swept over the exhausted and dusty refugees in front of him. He seemed to see the endless wars behind them, the homes trampled by the war, and the military merits hidden behind these refugees waiting for him to harvest.
"Are these refugees?" The flag owner's voice was low and puzzled. He turned to the soldier who had just spoken, with a probing gleam in his eyes.
The soldier lowered his head at this moment, his hands clenched into fists, as if he was trying to suppress the struggle in his heart. He raised his head, a trace of helplessness and pity flashed in his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly: "Sir, I... I don't know." He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that these innocent refugees could find a ray of hope in this chaotic world and escape the impending doom.
The flag chief's eyes were gleaming with fanaticism. He waved the sword in his hand and shouted excitedly: "We are here to wipe out the rebels! You also know how cunning the rebels are. As soon as they saw our army, they hid in the mountains! But aren't these the best military achievements in front of us? They may be refugees disguised as rebels!"
The soldiers looked at each other, some with doubts in their eyes, and some with reluctance. At this moment, a smart soldier stood up, took a deep breath, and said firmly: "Sir, are you talking about these people? But I dare to assert that these people are not rebels. Their eyes are full of fear and helplessness, and their bodies are exhausted. They are clearly civilians fleeing. We can't kill innocent people because of greed!"
His words flowed like a spring in this tense atmosphere, causing the soldiers to fall into deep thought. The flag chief also fell silent. He glanced at the refugees again, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He slowly put down the sword in his hand and sighed: "Perhaps, you are right. Go and capture a few people and interrogate them! See who they are!"
The soldier had no choice but to go.
"You guys follow me!" the soldier said, pointing at several men among the refugees.
The men who were pointed at by the soldiers did not dare to do anything to disobey the orders and could only follow the soldier.
"Hello, generals!" When those people saw the soldiers holding weapons, they were so scared that they bowed and greeted them one after another.
"I ask you questions and you answer honestly!" The leader of the soldiers had no choice but to ask these questions at this time!
The soldier leader took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound less harsh, but he still couldn't hide the urgency and determination in his tone: "Tell me, where are you from? Why are you here? Are you related to those rebellions?"
The leading refugee man trembled uncontrollably upon hearing this, his voice filled with obvious fear and trembling: "General, we...we are just ordinary people. This is not due to the drought, but we just can't survive! We can only flee everywhere, hoping to find a place to settle down."
"Then why don't you carry any valuables with you?" The soldier leader frowned and looked at them with sharp eyes.
The refugee man lowered his head, his voice getting weaker and weaker: "We can't even get enough food, where can we get money and property? We are lucky to be able to keep our lives."
The soldier leader was silent for a moment, his eyes swept over the refugees one by one, each face was filled with exhaustion and despair. He felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart, these refugees, they should have been the masters of this land, but now they have become victims.
"Have you heard any news about the rebels along the way? Is there anyone in your group who has any connection with the rebels? Or does anyone have relatives in the rebels?" the leader of the soldiers asked.
"We have never had any contact with the rebels!" one of them shouted. They were refugees fleeing famine from outside, how could they have any contact with the rebels?
"Yes, sir. We are all loyal to the Great Kun Empire! If there was no water to grow crops, we would not leave! We would definitely not do something like joining the rebels!" another man echoed. Although they had never seen what the rebels looked like, they also knew that many people went up the mountain and began to organize to go to the county towns and other places to grab food.
"Is what you said true?" the leader of the soldiers asked, drawing his sword.
"Please spare our lives, sir! We really have nothing to do with those rebels! We just want to find something to eat!" When the men saw him pull out his swords, they immediately fell to their knees in fear, kowtowed and begged for mercy.
The other soldiers kept an eye on their leader's movements.
"I see you are not telling the truth! You are the spies of the rebels! You must have come here on purpose to gather intelligence for the rebels! No matter how you argue, you can't fool me!" The leader of the soldiers said with a smile. He thrust the sword in his hand directly at the man closest to him.
The sword flew as fast as lightning, and the refugee man's eyes widened in fear. His body stiffened instantly in the sword light, and then he fell down powerlessly. Seeing this, the other refugees screamed and fled in all directions, but where could they escape to in this wilderness?
The soldiers were stunned by this sudden change. They didn't expect their leader to kill people. The smart soldier's face turned pale. He stepped forward and tried to stop them: "Sir, you can't do this! They are really innocent refugees!"
The flag chief also came back to his senses at this moment. He frowned, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes: "Are you questioning my decision?"
The soldier leader did not back down. He looked the flag chief in the eye and said firmly, "We will obey your command!"
The flag commander was silent for a moment. He waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to stop chasing: "What are you waiting for? Go chase these rebels! Remember to cut off their left ears later! Those are military merits."
The soldier leader breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the frightened refugees, feeling guilty and helpless. He knew that in this chaotic world, everyone could face a life-and-death test at any time, but he still hoped that he could do his best to protect those innocent lives.
When the refugees saw the soldiers rushing towards them, they were so scared that they fled in all directions with their families.
In a moment, this temporary refugee settlement became a hell on earth. The refugees screamed as they fell under the swords of the soldiers. The children cried as they lost their parents! After an unknown amount of time, all the soldiers became numb to killing. Only a few people who were far away escaped their pursuit. No one made any sound in the place where the refugees had just been. Only the soldiers began to silently cut the ears of those who fell with their swords.