In no time, a large pool of blood gathered beside their corpses, the headless torsos lying silently on the ground, narrating the brutality of the fierce battle. Changmen Weng City, like a Xiuluo Scene soaked in blood, was filled with a nauseating bloody scent.
The ground was littered with countless bodies, some were Wokou, while others were innocent civilians unfortunately caught in the conflict.
The corpses were layered one upon another, some separated from their heads, with severed limbs scattered around; others had their chest and abdomen pierced by sharp blades, intestines spilled all over, and the crimson blood gathering into streams, meandering along the ground's crevices, pooling into shocking pools in low places.
The flames still flickered, illuminating the horrific scene even more clearly, occasionally accompanied by faint groans from the dying, echoing in the air, adding to the desolation.
