Wu Sangui finally accepted the title of Qing Ting.
When Kunming was captured, street fighting began, and it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe. He kills with red eyes and cuts anyone he meets. There are corpses everywhere, the rot is rising into the sky, and the sky is dark, making it difficult to deal with. Later, I saw a big lake, so I carried people and threw them into it. It didn't matter whether they were dead or alive, as long as they were lying down. For a time, the lake surface was dyed with blood, and under the setting sun, there was a bright red hue everywhere, which made people unable to open their eyes. I couldn't tell where the blood was, where the water was, where the sky was, and where the earth was. Han Yubin felt his hair stand on end, but he was helpless. Ever since I followed Wu Sangui and raised an army, either people killed me or I killed others. Sometimes he knew that he was killing his compatriots, but he didn't know how to stop. He simply believed the lie of "avenging his father." Sometimes I have the idea of risking to escape, but I feel that the world is vast and I don't know where to stay. If I hesitate, I will hit Kunming.
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