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Thud, thud.
A white blade goes in, a red blade comes out.
With a push of the hand, a figure full of disbelief fell to the ground.
"Why must we be forced to charge at the point of a bayonet while they can wield their swords over us?"
A Liang captive who had just killed a former comrade stood atop the city wall, brandishing his sword and shouting, "Kill them and break through their camp, let them experience being forced to charge forward like us.
No, we'll be the ones drinking and feasting, watching them charge ahead."
"Kill them, break through the camp!"
"Kill them, break through the camp!"
These highly seductive words instantly ignited the baseness in the hearts of all the Liang captives.
A sense of not wanting others to fare well if one is not.
The desire to destroy what is beautiful appeared in everyone's mind.
The wild beast within their hearts was unleashed from its cage and began to wreak havoc.
"Eliminate these rebels."
"Traitors."
