freenovelworld Chapter 149 Lin Qingxue Died
Chapter 149 Lin Qingxue Died
In the turbulent times of the Great Zhou, there lived a fearless and resourceful young general named Lin Qingxue. Practicing martial arts from a young age, she mastered unparalleled skills. At a young age, she commanded vast armies on the battlefield, repeatedly achieving remarkable feats and becoming a heroine in the hearts of the people of the Great Zhou.
However, Lin Qingxue's terrifying strength, attacking the western front, was like an insurmountable barrier, deeply terrifying the commander of the opposing Japanese army. Like an invincible Valkyrie, she repeatedly relied on her astonishing strength to crush the Japanese army, leaving them in disarray and disarray. Facing such a formidable foe, the cunning and treacherous Japanese commander on the western front was filled with fear and dread. He knew that if he chose to confront Lin Qingxue head-on, his soldiers would undoubtedly become prey on the enemy's chopping block.
After careful consideration, the cunning Japanese commander finally came up with a plan, and a sinister conspiracy began to take shape in his mind. He meticulously planned and laid a deadly trap, waiting for Lin Qingxue, the ferocious lioness, to step into it.
That day, Lin Qingxue led her fearless men in a relentless pursuit of the fleeing Japanese army. With victory in sight, their pursuit reached a seemingly ordinary forest. But at that moment, Lin Qingxue's keen intuition suddenly detected something strange about the surrounding atmosphere. The forest, which should have been teeming with sounds, was now utterly silent. Even the chirping of insects and birds had vanished, leaving only the sharp whine of the gusts of wind.
Lin Qingxue's heart sank, and she cried out, "Oh no!" She wanted to order a retreat immediately. But it was too late. In an instant, countless strong ropes flew towards them, seemingly falling from the sky. These ropes, as if alive, swiftly and flexibly wrapped around Lin Qingxue's body, leaving her no time to mount an effective resistance.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Qingxue was trapped. Several thick ropes entangled her body like venomous snakes, preventing her from moving. Even more terrifying, one particularly thick iron rope went straight around her slender neck, hoisting her body high into the air. Her hands were also not spared, tightly bound by the ropes. She could only rely on her remaining legs to kick and struggle, but such efforts were obviously futile.
Lin Qingxue struggled desperately, kicking her feet in the air, but the rope tightened only tighter. Her face flushed crimson, and her breathing became increasingly labored. The surrounding Japanese men burst into wild laughter, emerging from the woods with cruel and triumphant eyes.
One of the Japanese generals stepped forward, lifted a strand of Lin Qingxue's hair with the knife in his hand, and jokingly said, "The female generals of your Great Zhou are no more than this." Lin Qingxue's eyes widened with anger, and she wanted to curse, but she could only make a weak sound.
Lin Qingxue's body swayed slightly in the air, the rope digging deep into her skin, leaving shocking blood marks. Her beautiful face was twisted in pain, and her once lively eyes were now filled with despair and unwillingness.
Her long hair fell down in disorder, intertwined with the bright red blood, forming a poignant and beautiful picture. The breeze blew her hair gently, as if sighing for her final struggle.
Lin Qingxue's lips trembled slightly as she tried to let out a final roar, but only a faint whimper could come out. Her eyes revealed her hatred for the enemy and her unwillingness to give up her life, a kind of unspeakable pain.
As time went on, Lin Qingxue's breathing grew weaker, and her body gradually lost strength. Finally, her head drooped limply, her eyes wide open, her tongue lolling out, a strange sight. Her flesh-colored pantyhose were stained slightly by the slow flow of a stream of water. As Lin Qingxue's legs stretched out for the last time, she remained motionless, and the light of life finally faded from her body.
The tree at the other end of the iron chain seemed to sense Lin Qingxue's tragic fate, its leaves rustling as if in mourning for her. The surrounding Japanese looked on coldly, their laughter echoing in the air, as if a final mockery of Lin Qingxue.
Lin Qingxue, the beautiful young general at the pinnacle of the Earth Realm, departed this world in a tragic manner, spurred by the enemy's schemes. Her bravery and perseverance will forever be etched in people's hearts, becoming an immortal legend.
Lin Qingxue's body was ruthlessly untied, her once vibrant form now stiff and cold. The Japanese general grinned grimly as he ordered her clothes to be stripped off, leaving her naked before everyone.
Lin Qingxue's skin, once as white as snow, was now bruised with horrific wounds from the ropes. Blood oozed from the wounds, staining her body crimson. Her eyes were closed, as if she were still asleep, but her slightly contorted face betrayed the agony and despair she endured in her final moments. The Japanese generals and soldiers took turns raping Lin Qingxue's corpse. Then, with grimace on their faces, the brutal Japanese generals viciously tied Lin Qingxue's lifeless body to the back of a wooden donkey. With a shrill shout, the wooden donkey cart began its long and humiliating journey.
The wooden donkey prison cart moved at a slow, heavy pace, its body rocking rhythmically. Lin Qingxue's naked body swayed involuntarily, as if she were desperately crying out to the people around her about the injustice she had suffered. However, what was chilling was that the Japanese people along the way showed not a trace of pity or sympathy for this tragic scene. Instead, they all wore mocking and contemptuous expressions, and bursts of laughter and vicious insults emanated from their mouths.
Suddenly, all manner of unsightly objects pelted Lin Qingxue's body like a torrential downpour. Rotting, smelly vegetable leaves, filthy feces, broken eggs, and so on rained down upon her. Her once lustrous black hair was instantly stained by the filth, tangled and tangled, falling messily on either side of her face. Her once stunningly beautiful face was now covered in grime and dust, unrecognizable and unbearable to look at.
Even more devastating was the constant cheering and unbridled laughter, like razor-sharp swords, ruthlessly piercing the depths of Lin Qingxue's soul. All her dignity and honor were completely trampled upon by this group of inhumane people, vanishing into thin air.
Thus, under the cold and disdainful gazes of the crowd, Lin Qingxue's body moved forward, step by step, with difficulty. Her utterly tragic end left everyone who witnessed it heartbroken and grief-stricken. Once upon a time, this heroic woman from the Great Zhou Dynasty was valiant and awe-inspiring, having rendered remarkable military service to her country. But who could have foreseen that she would ultimately end up in such humiliation and bitter death? It truly was a case of Heaven's jealousy of such a talented individual, a cause for deep regret and regret!