Unfortunately, they were still a step too late.
By the time he arrived, the place had already been abandoned. All that remained were the burning houses and corpses covering the ground.
Every victim had been stabbed in a vital spot, killed with a single strike. It was obvious that the killers were no ordinary stragglers or scattered soldiers. Their attacks had been ruthless and decisive, and they clearly knew how to kill.
Among the dead were men and women, old and young. The oldest might have been in their fifties or sixties, while the youngest might not even have been a month old.
The scene in the iron pot set up at the village entrance was still suffocating. Two old men and a man lay beside it, their faces twisted with hatred and resentment even in death. It was clear how desperate and unwilling they had been when they died.
Red Dust surveyed the corpses scattered across the ground and noticed that there were conspicuously few women among them. Most of the dead were men and elderly people.
Combined with the burning disaster still raging here, she immediately realized that the group might not be far away.
There was no time to deal with the corpses. She hurriedly mounted her horse and gave chase.
Her voice was so cold that it seemed to come from the depths of Jiuyou.
"Give chase. I'll make them regret being born human!"
Faced with Red Dust's raging fury, the others were equally enraged. For a moment, killing intent filled the air.
A quarter of an hour later, he heard men laughing loudly in the woods ahead, along with women's curses, sobs, and screams.
Soon, they saw a scene too obscene to look at.
Five or six horses stood in a clearing in the woods.