Such a scene did not know that it happened in this one fortress.
Other cottages were an exact replica of it, like a purgatory on earth.
The soldiers of the Black Hatchet burned and killed people, in front of their fathers and even their husbands.
They were violating people’s daughters and wives.
At the same time, they were so wealthy that a rule was born within the Black Hatchet.
Half of the money collected would be kept for themselves, the commanding officer would take 30% and the remaining 20% would be given to the king.
In the prison of the Black Dove, the wailing was so great.
The villagers in the various fortresses were all tied to the rack at the moment, being whipped continuously.
“Say it or not, as long as you tell us that everything you did was at Lin Mo’s direction, we can let you go.”
The youth tied to the rack, his prison uniform already dyed a blood-red colour, looked at the members of the Black Hatchet in front of him with listless eyes.
He used up all his strength and spat out a mouthful of bloody spit viciously, smashing it on the face of the Black Hatchet member.
Looking at the incomparably gloomy face of the Black Hatchet member and the eyes that were about to spurt out anger.
The youth was not the least bit afraid, and even, he laughed.
“Hahahahahaha, hahahahahahaha, folks, today, Zhao Li of the Zhao Family Cottage, will go down first to clear the way for all of you!”
The Black Hatchet member looked at the laughing youth in front of him and said angrily, “Since you want to die, I will make it happen for you.”
Saying this, he took out a wooden awl from the side and aimed it at the youth’s stomach, while holding the hammer in his other hand, he smashed it in viciously.
“Poof!”
The youth spurted out a mouthful of blood straight away, vomiting all over the Black Hatchet member, and he continued to roar as if he could not feel the pain.
“Hahahaha, you guys …… poof …… dare to kill me, do you really think that I, Zhao Li, don’t have a background?”
Zhao Li spat out blood while laughing and yelling at the Black Hatchet members.
The Black Hatchet member looked at Zhao Li who looked like a madman and said with a laugh.
“Come, look at the one in this prison cell that is your background, the one you are proud to rely on.”
Zhao Li looked at the Black Hatchet member, his voice growing weaker and weaker, except that his eyes were growing brighter and brighter.
“My background was never a person, nor was it a synonym.”
“It is a collection of five thousand years of long heritage, a faith in the hearts of all people.”
“Pfft …… people like you won’t know what a nation is, what a …… fellow countryman is!”
Zhao Li’s voice gradually weakened, and he could no longer go on to make a loud sound.
But …… it was already enough.
Before the darkness came, Zhao Li saw the flash of red in his heart, a bright red, a red …… fire.
Zhao Li’s voice echoed through the prison cell, and the villagers who were still somewhat shaken were firm under his voice.
Suddenly, a voice that contained pain but was still loud rang out again.
It was very different from Zhao Li’s words, yet it seemed …… unchanged.
“Huaxia Song Lian, today go first, go down and join brother Zhao to open the way for everyone!”
“Huaxia stationed in Lin Jia Zhai Lin Ran, together with all the kind brothers, do not forget my little brother!”
There were also angry curses to show the national essence.
“Sons of b*tches, grandpa won’t play with you, a bunch of ****, all brothers wait for me, I’m afraid of the dark!”
A voice rang out in the middle of this dim and gloomy prison cell, all unable to see each other.
Yet they seemed to see each other above the bright red.
That’s right, most of them were people with Chinese International, who had left the country for various reasons.
However, they never forgot that they had the biggest background behind them.
In the middle of the prison cell, a song even rang out if nothing else.
“Yangtze River, Great Wall”
“The Yellow Mountain, the Yellow River”
“In my heart weighs a thousand pounds ……”
The songs surrounded the gloomy prison, even making one think that it was no longer a prison.
Instead, it was a singing group of Chinese wanderers expressing their thoughts about their homeland.
The members of the Black Hatchet, who had been sprayed with blood and foam by Zhao Li, heard the song echoing inside the prison.
Just when the sound was about to cut out, someone would loudly announce their name and proceed to sing.
Even if the voice was accompanied by pain that was difficult to suppress, even if it was almost roared out in anger.
They didn’t even let the song stop.
The Black Hatchet members stood in front of Zhao Li’s corpse with a look of jealousy on their faces.
“By what right were you born in such a great place, by what right!”