Ten years ago, Ruiwen was just a recruit.
"Ruiwen, it's your turn," said the officer.
Ruiwen carries heavy armor with her thin body, and the giant sword in her hand is higher than her people.
In the face of the officer's order, her green face was full of nervousness.
"I said, kill them," the officer emphasized.
"Sir, they have surrendered." Ruiwen swallowed nervously. She dared not look up at her officers, let alone those kneeling on the ground pleading: "They are just civilians."
"It's just a civilian." The officer smiled: "Little girl