The soldiers cleaned the battlefield and killed these vultures at will. Although the dead were the enemies who were watching the front line, they still could not bear to let the vultures eat these dead Buddhist practitioners.
The ground is full of corpses of Buddhist practitioners. Just cleaning it is a huge project. Although the soldiers built a huge burial ground, most of the space has been used up in the previous demon war, and now there is not enough space left. Bury 300,000 Buddhist practitioners.
The school officials had to apply to the South Asia Theater Headquarters to send a construction team to build a new burial ground. After they made the call, they went out and found several figures in Buddhist robes walking among the mountains of corpses and blood.
The school officials took a closer look and found several old monks.
The old monks were full of grief, and they kept rummaging through the corpses, trying to find the survivors, but these Buddhist practitioners had lost their minds when they charged, and all did not care about life and death, so no one survived.
The old monks couldn't find the survivors, so they began to look for relatively complete corpses. They dug into the corpse and searched. After finding the complete corpse, they carried them on their backs, and carried them out of the battlefield step by step.
The old monks memorized them again and again, as if they were perpetual motion machines without getting tired. In the end, even the school officials couldn't see them and asked hesitantly, "Why do you have to memorize them?"
The old monk raised his head slightly, looked at the officers with cloudy eyes, and said dumbly, "I want them to be buried in Buddhist temples. After all, they all died in pursuit of Buddhist scriptures."
The school officials shook their heads and said, "If they were simply pursuing Buddhist scriptures, we would never be in a dilemma, but they want to break through the defense line, which is the bottom line of the army and a restricted area that no one can touch."
The old monk nodded sadly, stopped talking directly, and continued to carry the corpse on his back, just muttering to himself: "Life is precious, death is cheap, they go into cheapness in pursuit of the precious, and it is also their own. destiny."
When the old monks returned to the capital city of the Buddhist country, the entire Buddhist community knew what had happened on the fifth front. In an instant, the entire Buddhist country was in turmoil by the furious Buddhist practitioners.
The streets of every Buddhist city are full of Buddhist practitioners. They angrily rushed into the local authority, smashed everything that could be destroyed, and then wrote a line of resistance in pig blood.
"If the Buddhist country's ruling party ignores the fact that 300,000 Buddhist practitioners were shot and killed, then we Buddhist practitioners will go to the South Asia theater to seek justice!"
In an instant, the city of Buddha was full of storms, and the ruling party frantically contacted the South Asia Theater, but the South Asia Theater just sent over the video of the incident.
The cultivators attacked the defense line unscrupulously, which led to the full counterattack of the defense line, which eventually led to the shooting of all 300,000 cultivators.
The matter was clearly laid out in front of the ruling party, and the chief of the Buddha country trembled and angrily grabbed the collar of the prime minister, and roared, "Didn't you say that Buddhism will bring back all Buddhist practitioners, how could this happen now? !"
The prime minister of state affairs was also trembling all over, he shook his head helplessly, with extreme grief, "This is what Buddhism said, I don't know why they didn't do it, why they let 300,000 Buddhist cultivators attack the defense line, and I don't care about that. Understood!"
The chief of the Buddhist country let go of the prime minister, sat down on the sofa, his eyes were slack, and said: "Our Buddhist country is finished, 300,000 Buddhist practitioners are shot and killed, which will anger tens of millions of Buddhist practitioners across the country, and the South Asian theater cannot tolerate it. With such a large-scale resistance, military repression from Kyushu will sooner or later come to our Buddhist country..."
Thinking of the military repression in Kyushu, even the Prime Minister couldn't help shivering.
That's horrible!
Whenever an army is dispatched in Kyushu to suppress the turmoil, it must be an iron-blooded man who will never show mercy.
After all, when the apocalypse just came, Kyushu accepted the military assistance of the small Laos, but dispatched a full 500,000 troops, wiped out millions of rebels in the small Laos, and then escorted all the 30 million people of the small Laos last time. Kyushu, the small country of Laos has since been incorporated into Kyushu and become a part of Kyushu.
Could it be that the Buddhist country will also embark on the road of the small Lao country?
At this time, the ruling party building was pushed away, Zhu Wentao walked in here, looked at the prime minister sadly and said: "Our fault, the Buddha Zhizhen did not want to stabilize the belief of the people, but wanted to set off a popular uprising. , completely bring your ruling party down."
The chief of the Buddhist country stood up and said fiercely: "Since he is going to do this, we can only use a knife on ourselves!"
Everyone looked at the Buddha country chief, and the Buddha country chief looked around and said: "We can't wait for the South Asian theater to help us clean up the mess, otherwise the Buddha country is likely to cease to exist, so we must first start to be strong, and ban the senior officials of Buddhism, Stop the bottom-level Buddhist practitioners from revolting!"
Just a few words from Zhu Wentao made the chief of the Buddha country think of all kinds of possibilities. As the highest ruler of the Buddha country, he must make a decisive decision!
"General Arens!" The chief of the Buddhist country called the army's phone~www.mtlnovel.com~ and said concisely: "You lead the special forces under your command and control the top officials of Buddhism within half an hour. If you encounter resistance, you can go directly. Eliminate without reporting to me!"
"Yes, sir!"
At this time, Zhu Wentao opened a document and said quickly: "Before coming here, our military and diplomatic department has applied for military support with the South Asia Theater. Now we can send two troops with a total of 50,000 people to help you!"
The head of the Buddhist country grabbed Zhu Wentao's hand and said, "Thank you so much!"
Subsequently, the internal army of the Buddhist country and the army of Kyushu joined forces to jointly clear the Buddhist doors in various cities, intending to dig out the high-level Buddhist doors.
There is no fixed location for Buddhist high-rises, just like the Buddha's perfection, sometimes appearing in capital cities, sometimes in small towns.
However, despite the army's vigorous efforts to eradicate Buddhism, millions of Buddhist practitioners broke out in uprisings. They took the weapons and equipment they had accumulated over the years and fought battles with the army on the main roads of major cities.
The army still had some scruples when they shot. These Buddhist practitioners didn't care about anything. If they killed a few Buddhist warriors, they would even cheer excitedly and celebrate that they had killed a sinner who disobeyed the Buddha.
In the eyes of Buddhist cultivators, at this moment, apart from those who have gone through Buddhism, the other civilians and warriors in the Buddhist country are all enemies of the cultivators who are in trouble with Kyushu!
At the first front command post, Lieutenant General Shi Yibo was on the phone with Major General Zhang Han. He frowned as he listened to the words over there, exuding more and more killing aura.
"Needless to say!" Lieutenant General Shi Yibo suddenly said solemnly: "Since Buddhism is at this juncture, then we don't have to worry about anything, bypass the Buddhist country's ruling party and launch a thorough military suppression of Buddhism!"
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