The tortured person fell into a pool of blood without even making a sound.

The hot blood was quickly taken away by the cold wind.

Before the blood drained out, the person was thrown into a huge pit. No one cared whether he was dead or not, or whether he was pretending to be comatose.

When the pit was full, someone poured gasoline on it.

"You are soldiers, warriors, and weapons of the empire.

But look at you, what do you look like? Like sheep, a group of sheep driven away by wolves.

You do not deserve to be Russians, you do not deserve to be called a fighting race.

Now, I will burn these moths and garbage like you.

I really want to burn you too!

However, Her Merciful Majesty is still ready to give you a chance.

Take up arms and fight. Use your blood and lives to wash away your shame today.

If you run away from battle again, it will not only be you, but also your sons and grandsons.

Sons of sons and grandsons of grandsons will all be nailed to the pillar of shame.

I will nail a sign on the lintel of each of your homes: Home of Cowards.

Your neighbors will laugh at them, your friends will laugh at them, and your relatives will laugh at them.

Your children and grandchildren will all live in ridicule.

Not only do you have no pension, but all the good things in the empire will have nothing to do with your family.

What happened to them is all because you are as timid as mice and because you are greedy for life and afraid of death.

After you die, you will hear your descendants curse you with their last vicious words in hell.

Let you suffer cruel punishments in hell!

All this is because you escaped from the battlefield today."

The microphone carried Kutuzov's words far away.

In the cold wind, Kutuzov picked up a torch and threw it into the pit filled with corpses.

Blue flames quickly scurried among the corpses.

Those familiar faces began to distort, melt, and slowly turn into charcoal in the raging fire.

Those who are not dead will sit up and scream.

The dead will be burned by the fire and twitch violently, and may even sit up suddenly.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, and everyone retreated to avoid the strong smell of burning.

If you are unlucky today, you may become one of them.

Although they were soldiers who fled from the front line, this was the first time they faced death like this.

It turns out that the God of Death is so close to them.

After Kutuzov threw down the torch, he turned and left the frightened soldiers.

He believed that those specially deployed veterans would help them regain the iron-blooded flavor of Russian soldiers.

The raging fire burned every corpse. It also burned everyone's hearts!

This move is cruel!

Whoever dares to run away from the battlefield will have his family members implicated.

When I think of my descendants, I stand in front of my own grave and curse myself loudly.

Everyone's backs felt chilly. If that were the case, their souls would have no peace in hell.

Watching the corpses being burned cleanly, the flames became smaller and smaller, and only after they were extinguished did the officers announce their disbandment.

The ashes in the pit are cooling, and the crackling sound of bones can be heard.

Those who didn’t know better thought they were burning charcoal.

It got colder at night, and the winter rain finally turned into light snow.

Then came the heavy snow, but when the snowflakes drifted across the ash pit, they turned into water droplets again.

Combined with the howling north wind, it sounds like a ghost crying.

Bayan was lying on the thick wool carpet, making pig-like "hum" and "hum" sounds from his mouth.

Li Yuan was so angry that he kicked this guy. The guy rubbed his butt and twisted his body like a maggot. After a while, he started "humming" and "humming" again!

"You pig!" Li Yuan couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up, and kicked Bayan's butt again.

"What are you doing! It's been a long time since we had a good sleep, why don't we let you sleep for a while now?

When the fighting starts in two days, I won’t have time to sleep.”

"You are a pig!

I told you to go back to Mongolia, what can you do?

When we arrived in Kharkov, there were 121 of us including me.

Now look at how many are left, twenty-three.

There are five missing fingers, and the eight toes over there may not be saved either.

All parts of his body were gone, except for two palms.

Where is this place?

Tsaritsyn! The most important point on the Volga River, guarding the Caucasus and the southern flank of Moscow.

As long as we occupy this place, we will almost win 70% of this war.

Do you think this place will be like Kharkov?

The French will only become more desperate and cruel!

You will die here, and no one will even take your mother's ashes back to you."

"Everyone is dead, but where does it make a difference?"

"I...!" Li Yuan was so angry that he kicked the tough guy again.

There is really nothing to say. For the sake of the future of his descendants, there is no problem in letting Bayan commit suicide now.

"Company commander, here comes the hot water, let's wash up." Hugjiril came in with four Russians carrying two large buckets of hot water.

This place is a room in the city hall, which is probably the office of a big shot. It has been temporarily recruited to house twenty-three exhausted Ming warriors.

The injured were all taken away, and doctors from Ming Dynasty would take good care of them.

Li Yuan knew that it would be difficult to get all those fingers and joints that were turned black and watery from the cold.

Seeing the hot water, Li Yuan felt itchy all over.

Along the way, it was difficult to even drink water, let alone wash up. Many times, Li Yuan had to drink dirty water from the puddles like those Mongolians.

Now that I see the steaming bath water, I can't bear it anymore.

Afraid that Li Yuan would be frozen, Huge Jirile diligently brought two charcoal braziers.

Bayan couldn't help but stripped himself naked a long time ago, and the lice in his clothes fell into the brazier and made a continuous crackling sound.

Put your head in the water and let the water cover your face.

After a long time, Li Yuan finally raised his head.
Chapter completed!