Defiled By The Cruel General [18+]

CHAPTER 1

Life is really strange, sometimes you feel like right now is the time to finally be happy and enjoy happiness without any obstacles, but the moment you are about to get your results, it gets snatched from you within a few seconds. It's even more heartbreaking when you lose all your freedom, and you have to do everything you can just to survive.

Tell me, will you do the same thing as I did? Put yourself in my shoes and think would you do the same as me? Or you will chose to die.

"Line up, stand still!" A rough and loud voice cut through the dark sky, accompanied by the soldiers' strong pushing, even gunshots, and then piercing screams. People of different races fell in a pool of blood, and were quickly pulled down.

Children, women and frail old people huddled together, sobbing. They had just been pulled out of the small cages and brought to this open space, surrounded by armed guards. Anyone who disobeyed the order would be shot on the spot.

"Silence!" With this order, even the originally suppressed crying sound disappeared, and the air was suffocating. Leah huddled in this group of people, but her oriental ethnic features of black hair and black eyes were too conspicuous, and she was out of place in this western land.

She was lucky. After being abducted by the traffickers, she behaved very well and obediently, without violent resistance. Because she watched helplessly as those girls who had dared to resist turned into cold corpses, with blood all over the black room where they were imprisoned.

Now is a turbulent period. These people don't care about your previous identity. Once you fall into their hands, you are just money-making good. They are not even worried that they will be easily found out, and these black-haired and black-eyed Orientals are rare in the West, so they are all sent abroad.

Leah was chased and sold as slaves on the Western continent, which was also a time of raging war. All the slaves sold from the East were sent to concentration camps. They were the lowest race of people who were to be eliminated.

The already fragile body of Leah could not bear all the hardships along the way. Working day and night in the concentration camp and being shrouded in the shadow of death, she soon collapsed and never got up again.

Leah was able to survive the trafficking along the way because the traffickers thought she was a high-quality commodity and could be sold for a lot of money. But on this western continent, although her eye color, hair color and skin color are rare, she is still the lowest existence.

After the chaos was cleared, the order here became stricter, and Leah didn't even dare to tremble. In such a solemn atmosphere, she didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Soon, the soldiers lined up and stood guard on both sides. Leah only heard the sound of military boots hitting the ground. Someone came in, and the sound seemed to step on their hearts, like the footsteps of a demon approaching.

Leah buried her head tightly, not daring to look up. However, the more she feared, the more likely it would happen. After a while, the sound of death-like footsteps came closer and closer to her, and then a pair of military boots appeared in front of her.

Leah didn't even dare to breathe, and she wanted to curl up into a ball. This was the human instinct to sense danger. She heard a man's voice above her head. He didn't know what she said, it seemed to be another Western language.

He seemed to have noticed this problem, and turned his head to signal the translator beside him. "Raise your head." This time it was clear in his native language, and Leah looked up in surprise.

In a foreign country, such a scary place, she instinctively felt a sense of familiarity. However, what she saw was a blond, blue-eyed foreigner.

He was very tall, and the well-cut military uniform on him showed off his good figure, with broad shoulders, long legs and a thin waist. However, even though there were racial and cultural differences, this man was extremely handsome and in good shape, but the coldness that came over him could not be ignored.

His emerald green eyes seemed lifeless and mechanical, and his bright golden hair did not evoke any associations of sunshine, but rather aristocratic coldness.

This kind of gaze fell on Leah at that time. He looked at a dirty thing that he would be disgusted if he looked at it for more than one time, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned. He raised his hand, and the assistant next to him handed him the white gloves, and he put them on slowly.

Every movement was indescribably elegant, but the coldness and majesty of his body made people feel suffocated. After he put it on, he reached out to Leah and pinched her stained chin with his fingers irresistibly.

It was obvious that Leah could not take care of herself after being chased all the way. Her clothes were torn, and her original color could not be seen. Her head and face were covered with dirt. Leah had never been so embarrassed since she was born.

However, after suffering many losses along the way, this young lady who was raised in seclusion and ignorant of the world has become smarter. She deliberately concealed her original good looks, which would make her safer.

Leah's back was numb with fear, and she instinctively wanted to retreat and escape, but her feet could not move. Leah could only watch him raise her little face to inspect her, and then mercilessly throw her away.

As if he couldn't stand it any longer, he took off the gloves that were stained with dirt on her cheeks and gave an order to the people next to him. She didn't understand their language and didn't know what they were saying, but she was soon pulled away.

Leah was so frightened that her face turned pale. She thought she would be shot like the previous people. But she soon found out that it was not the case. She was caught and followed behind the man. She didn't know where he was going to take her, nor did she know what he wanted to do.

After turning a few corners, not far from the terrible purgatory, there stood a magnificent villa. Leah was born in a wealthy family, so she had seen this kind of building before.

This seemed to be the residence of the man in front. When he walked in, the entourage automatically stopped, but Leah was pushed in by them. She was very scared. After the man went in, a maid in a skirt and a headscarf came over and wanted to take Leah down to wash her, but the man refused.

He waved away the others, and only he and Leah were left in the huge hall. Leah stood aside trembling, not daring to raise her head, and her legs were even weaker.

She could feel the man's hawk-like eyes scanning her body, scratching her skin like a sharp ice knife. The man's frown never relaxed, but his eyes never left Leah.

He knew she couldn't speak the same language, so he didn't say anything, but he was still thinking about her. The man was the youngest major general in the empire, Ceaser Knight. He was born into a noble family and didn't have to fight in the war, but he was a fanatical supporter of the theory of noble bloodlines and had made great contributions to their empire on the battlefield.

Because he had been in danger several times before and his body had not been properly restored, his superiors specially sent him to a concentration camp for guarding so that he could have a good rest for the time being and not have to go to the battlefield.

But Ceaser was very dissatisfied with this. He thought that these inferior people who should be destroyed were just a waste of resources if they were alive, and sending him here was a waste of his talent. However, military orders can not be disobeyed.

Ceaser had just arrived and there were a few high-ranking officials here. There was no adequate preparation at short notice, so the people below were naturally very nervous, fearing that they would neglect this superior.

Ceaser, however, had a strong sense of the private sphere, and the people around him were all selected by him personally. The people he usually used were still in the capital family and had not come over yet. Now that he could not find anyone available in the war zone, he could only make do in the concentration camp.

If there was no other way, even if it was just rough cleaning, Ceaser could not tolerate these inferior races entering his territory. He has been in a very bad mood since he entered the concentration camp. The house here was too big and needed someone to clean it, but the maids who were temporarily summoned were not enough.

His adjutants and soldiers were all his comrades, so it was impossible for them to do these things. He hated these people at the first sight, but the Orientals with yellow skin, black hair and black eyes were indeed rare, but at least they were not the type of people he hated the most, which barely made Ceaser feel better.

However, she came from an ancient and mysterious country in the East, and Ceaser suspected that she knew some kind of witchcraft. The only clean part of her body was her wet eyes, which were as lovable as an innocent little deer, and made the man's heart itch.

Ceaser felt that she was seducing him, and these inferior races always tried to get out of their bad situations through such dirty means. But he still took the person back, because Ceaser felt that he really couldn't find a suitable person.

Moreover, he didn't take her little tricks seriously. He would not let their noble blood be tainted by these lowly beings. People like them who came in would naturally be thoroughly checked, and a body search was the most basic.

Ceaser decided to come in person, not wanting her to harm others. He pulled out the dagger from his waist, which was made of fine materials, extremely sharp, and the blade glowed coldly. Leah was even more frightened when she heard the sound of the sharp blade cutting through the air, and her face turned pale.

With a ripping sound, he mercilessly slashed the tip of the knife towards her body, but it didn't touch her skin, but it cut off her clothes. Leah's eyes suddenly widened, and she was caught off guard by this sudden change, and she was so scared that she dared not move.

But the knife in the man's hand did not stop at all. His technique was excellent. He cut off her clothes neatly without hurting her.

For a routine inspection, it was best to let her expose herself without covering anything, so that he could see clearly that there was no place on her body to hide. Leah was still wearing her traditional jacket and skirt, which had fallen down and piled up at her feet.

Although she was extremely afraid deep down, her instinct of shame still made her hold back the scream that was about to come out of her mouth and hug herself tightly to cover her body when her skin was gradually exposed.

Unlike the West, which is now more open, even though Western culture has gradually been introduced into China, Leah still received a traditional education as a lady from a noble family. She usually wears conservative clothes and wraps herself tightly. She simply cannot accept exposing her skin in front of a strange man.

Her resistance made the man very dissatisfied. Ceaser narrowed his eyes dangerously. The next moment, Leah's head was pressed against it by a cold pistol. Leah instinctively became afraid and trembled. This was the clearest meaning.

If she resisted, she would be shot.

Oh god, help me....