The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1640 - 1727: Village Massacre

Second Brother and Sanlang shared the same feelings as their older brother.

The three brothers stood at the back of the crowd, gazing at the Iron Cavalry that had stopped outside the village, and at the Eighth Princess whose expression was icy.

Second Brother’s heart skipped a beat. Standing between his elder brother and younger brother, he suddenly grabbed both of their hands. He said nervously, "I fear this situation is dire!"

Sanlang wholeheartedly agreed, nodding vigorously. "Why do I feel that this Miss Huang is up to no good?"

In a flash, the elder brother suddenly recalled the deaths of two Liu Brothers, and remembered their naked corpses, their bodies horribly mutilated... He had roughly deduced what had happened before the incident.

Could this Miss Huang be...

His premonition was soon confirmed.

High on her horse, the Eighth Princess slowly raised her hand, and then abruptly dropped it. With an aura of cold menace, she commanded, "Kill them all, leave no one behind!"

The villagers were all taken aback.

What did this mean?

Before they could react, the Iron Cavalry had already broken through the village entrance.

The soldiers on horseback raised their slaughtering blades, mercilessly slaying. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Blood sprayed everywhere!

Some had their arms severed, others their heads. Some lay on the ground wailing in pain, while others turned pale and fled in terror. But how could their legs outrun the four hooves of a horse?

The scene was one of utter devastation.

Elder Brother’s heart pounded violently, panicked as the calamity struck. In their blind panic, they followed the villagers in all directions.

This was an unexpected disaster. Death and injury were everywhere.

"Over here, Elder Brother!"

Though Second Brother was anxious, he became even calmer in the face of disaster.

He was not a learned man, but in his early years, he had learned some words from an elderly man who could read and write. He had also listened to the old man tell stories.

He had a thirst for knowledge, buying books with text whenever he had a little spare money.

As they ran, Second Brother led his elder brother and younger brother towards the old man’s former residence.

The elderly man had passed away many years ago. He had dug a cellar at home; its location was extremely secretive. Besides the old man, only Second Brother knew about it.

He pushed his elder brother and younger brother into the cellar one by one and then jumped in himself. The three brothers squatted together, full of apprehension, eavesdropping on the noises above.

The sound of hooves thundered on, like an earthquake or a storm.

Slaughtering, screams... These chaotic sounds echoed in their ears.

Elder Brother’s eyes gradually turned bloodshot, his eyes filled with blood. He clenched his hands tightly together, seemingly to suppress some repressed and nearly violent emotion. He bit down on his fist, leaving a crescent-shaped deep red teeth mark on the back of his hand.

His mind was a tangled mess!

This honest and simple man couldn’t comprehend it.

How could this happen?

How did it come to this?

In his heart, he actually understood, but he couldn’t accept it.

His original intention was simply to save a life out of kindness, and he had indeed saved someone, never mistreating them after bringing them home. He never expected any repayment. He felt uneasy not helping, so he saved them to ease his conscience and bring himself peace.

But this moment of kindness invited such calamity? It even implicated the village...

He recalled the tragic scenes he witnessed while fleeing. Among the dead were the kind old man who had given them food when they were young, childhood friends they had grown up with, and many, many familiar faces.