The tragic, heroic, epic and tragic nature of war, there are so many words that can accurately describe it.
Ha, tragic.
Ha, heroic.
Oh, it's so sad.
War, war, war, are there really only surging hearts, only shocks, only words that can only be described without personal experience and only by staying on the sidelines?
No, absolutely not. People who have personally experienced war would not describe their experience as tragic, heroic, or evocative. It was a hell-like experience.
People who have experienced war, those who have truly experienced war, are very few, difficult, and reluctant to tell others about it. Even if they tell it, it is so obscure, with a smile, with pride, and with bragging.
No one who has personally experienced the war and tells it to others will say what he lost, and how painful his heart was after Paoze fell. This kind of pain cannot be expressed in words, and cannot be described in words. , let alone the stories of those innocent souls, this kind of sadness cannot be described in words, nor can I say how miserable the death of those weak people who died tragically when the enemy and thieves fell, this kind of hatred cannot be described in words either. Language description.
War is a bloody mouth that swallows the enemy and itself, evil and good. For it, the most delicious thing is the good, and the ones it likes to chew the most are the weak.
The good and the weak, after entering this bloody mouth, will be stained with blood and indescribable things, and when they are spit out, they will become an indescribable object.
For big men, the essence of war is profit.
For little people, the essence of war is only pain.
Chen Dinglan is a little person, Wen Ya is a little person, Bai Biao is a little person, every soldier is a little person, even Chu Qing is also a little person.
Little people can only be swallowed, chewed, and spit out by the bloody mouth of war. They become strange, twisted, and indescribable. This is true for everyone, and Chu Qing is no different.
Chu Qing was guarding the south gate.
Those Japanese thieves with flames on their bodies held their long knives high, and the flames burned their throats. They made a sound similar to the roar of evil spirits and rushed towards the army.
One after another, he shot them down with feathered arrows.
Gunpowder crossbows blew them apart.
Chu Qing's long knife was tightly tied to his wrist.
Where the fierce fire oil spreads, there is no need to throw anymore. The warriors begin to enter the city, accompanied by the flames, and fight with the enemy and thieves in the streets.
Everyone can enter the city, feeling the scorching heat and still moving. Even if the chest only rises and falls weakly, they will chop it down with their long swords.
Chu Qing chopped off a Japanese thief's head.
He didn't even know that he had such great strength. Maybe it was because of excitement, adrenaline, or maybe because the flames made the thief's bones fragile.
No one expected that there would be at least 30,000 Ying thieves in the city. After being bombarded by gunpowder crossbows and fierce fire oil for two sticks of incense, there would still be so many people alive, and there would be so many people still alive who would resist.
Walking in the flames, my ears were filled with screams and wails. Three armies entered from three gates and cut out three roads of revenge paved with corpses.
"Uchi God Belt!"
Chu Qing roared wildly: "Come out and die, I have said that I will stab you!"
Chu Qing's hair was ignited by the flying flames. As he ran forward, the third brother slapped him hard.
"Isn't it true that the southern fleet army of Yingdao can be set up as an infantry army? Don't you like to slaughter women and children? Come out, led by Uchi God, come out and see if you have the courage to face a real army. Come out!"
Chu Qing's hatred has not diminished because he killed seven Japanese thieves. Perhaps the flames made the fire of revenge in his heart more intense, or perhaps it was the fact that one of the boat division's soldiers had an arm cut off that angered him. , or more likely, after two Hu female tribesmen were knocked down by Ying thieves covered in fierce fire oil, the three charred corpses made his eyes split open.
The blood feud thousands of years later, the wronged souls of the Three Paths of the East China Sea, the tiny heads on Ryukyu Island, there were too many things that made his anger soar into the sky.
"Here, commander, find the Uchi God Belt. If you can't find it, burn this city down!"
Chu Qing's order, in the Zhoushi and in the East China Sea, is an imperial edict, an imperial edict above the imperial edict.
The soldiers all shouted that they hoped to find the Uchi God Belt because they did not want to see Chu Qing like this.
Chu Qing laughed and cursed, which would make them feel at ease. If Chu Qingshuai smiled, then everyone would always feel that they would be happy, stable, and live like a human being.
But now, Chu Qing is angry, which makes them very uncomfortable. They desperately hope to find the Uchi God Belt, and don't want Marshal Chu, who smiles all day long, to become angry, lost, and gradually become another person like them. people.
"Kill, don't spare a single Japanese thief, fucking Japanese thief, fucking son-in-law army, fucking beast!"
Chu Qing felt the burning smell coming from his hair, pulled out a short knife from his boots, and cut off his hair close to his scalp: "Kill them all!"
The name of Uchi Shendai resounded throughout Guo City, accompanied by flames, blood, anger, and hatred.
"I don't need a living person. Any living person, any Japanese thief, who steps on our land and breathes our air is a humiliation. They are all humiliating the commander and the boat master. Kill them all!"
Chen Yan, who had already fought to the west and returned to the Zhizhou Mansion area, heard Chu Qing's voice and came quickly.
Chu Qing's eyes were already bloodshot, and he breathed out four words---Uzhi Shendai!
Without any words, Chen Yan rushed up to the crumbling observation tower that had been set on fire.
After watching for a moment, Chen Yan made a discovery: "Tenth brother, on the north side, hundreds of people on the north side are fighting fiercely, that must be where they are."
Chu Qing raised his long sword: "Bring Yu Zhishen to me, the commander!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the observation tower finally collapsed. Chen Yan on the platform was shocked. His feet moved a little, but they did not fully use the force and fell down.
Chu Qing ran over purely out of instinct. Because the sword in his right hand was tied, he could only stretch out his left hand.
The third brother who had been accompanying him also stretched out his arms, looking shocked.
More than six meters high, Chen Yan fell down and hit Chu Qing hard. The third brother also resisted the force.
Chu Qing felt like he was being hit in the face by a high-speed train, and his eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
Chen Yan rubbed his butt, quickly got up, and hugged Chu Qing: "Lao Shi, Lao Shi, don't scare me, Lao Shi."
Chu Qing shook his head vigorously: "Chen Laojiu."
"Call his mother Ninth Brother." Chen Yan smiled, feeling relieved.
Chu Qing: "Fuck Ninth Brother."
Chen Yan: "..."
Chu Qing's eyes were no longer so blood-red, and looked a little brighter.
Chen Yan said with a smile: "Brother Ninth knows that you are feeling unfair and filled with rage, but don't be impatient or panic. How could a person who laughs all day become so scary? Brother Ninth is worried about you acting like this."
"Nervous." Chu Qing stood up, shook his arms, took a deep breath, and turned on the loudspeaker.
"Isn't it true that the southern fleet army of Yingdao can be set up as an infantry army? Don't you like to slaughter women and children? Come out, lead by Uchi God. Come out and see if you have the courage to face a real army. Come out!"
Chen Yan: "..."
The third brother followed quickly and looked back at Chen Yan, as if looking at an idiot.
Third brother knows Chu Qing.
As soon as he got on the battlefield, Chu Qing was like this, shouting and yelling. It looked scary and seemed to be mentally abnormal. In fact, it was just a habit. No one needed to worry. He would not go crazy even if the whole world went crazy.
