Chapter 38 Silver Crusader (2)

A total of 276 bear goblins were captured.

These unlucky guys were tied up with their right hands and left feet in a row, and squatted on the ground in a strange posture with their heads in their arms. Their weapons and armor were seized by the slaves and piled up into a hill.

Gao Fei carried a stick and shuttled back and forth among the prisoners. Her face covered with red paint was extremely eye-catching, making the prisoners who were knocked by the stick full of resentment.

Yang Dashuan patrolled back and forth like a first battle with his hands on his back.

After seeing the horror of the Frost Dragon, these bear goblins saw the faint smile on Yang Dashuan's face, and their heart suddenly became cold in their anus. Basically, no bear goblin dared to look at Yang Dashuan. While greeting Yang Dashuan's gaze, they all lowered their heads without exception. At this time, impulsiveness was obviously an irrational behavior.

"Master, how can we deal with these idiots?" Bru saw Yang Dashuan coming and quickly greeted him in a flattering manner.

"The Eleventh Killing Law!" The dwarf elder shouted loudly. "I saw the wildness and ostentatiousness in the eyes of these prisoners. The prisoners who have not experienced blood and war have made them slaves sooner or later become hidden dangers in the territory."

The captives looked at Yang Dashuan, and the fierce human nodded made them feel heartbroken.

Several prisoners who heard the dwarf elders spoke, cursed in dissatisfaction among the crowd. Some of them wanted to rush out desperately and tear the old guy's mouth. As a result, Thad beat him one by one and all of them broke his head and dragged him to the side.

“There is not enough food!”

Yang Dashuan sighed and crushed the soil under his feet. If it were not for the restriction on the storage of grain, nearly 300 prisoners could be collected as slaves and kept for spring. After all, not only farmland but also mines in the territory, these two places are indispensable for the needs of manpower.

But if you stay, only about 3,000 units of food are left, which is not enough for these prisoners to survive the whole winter.

Food will always be the fuse of rebellion.

"How should we deal with these robbers?" Alice also asked in a low voice.

At this time, whether it is to kill or stay, it will be a difficult decision.

"Take out those guys who are yelling the most!"

Several slaves quickly got into the captive pile and dragged out seven or eight bear goblins. These bear goblins were still resisting tenaciously, causing a lot of commotion. Two or three slaves were struggling to press the limbs of a burly bear goblin. This barbaric guy struggled desperately. He took the opportunity and kicked the crotch of Bru who wanted to go up to help. Several slaves were stunned and immediately let the bear goblin break free.

The slaves surrounded the exit from all sides, and the bear goblins were like headless flies, avoiding the slaves' siege and intercepting them everywhere.

Yang Dashuan went up and slapped the guy. The slap of Mana's strength immediately turned the bear goblin into a gyro. Bru, who was covering his crotch, rushed up, clutching the dead branches and thorn vines and tied him up. Seeing that the lord had also taken action, the slaves did not dare to neglect them, and quickly tied up the bear goblins with fierce faces and fat and wide bodies from the captive group.

After a few thorns were picked out, the captives finally calmed down. Although they were still a little restless, they were all under the control of the slaves.

"Hold them all up!" Yang Dashuan took a piece of whip from the Hulk Troll Gao Fei's hand, and the wooden handles swayed in the captain's vision. "Master, I want to interrogate these guys myself!"

Just as the dwarf elder said, these bear goblins were defeated too quickly. They didn't even know the terribleness of the frost dragon, so they attacked them with the bear goblins who had turned against each other. So now it's time to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, and it's enough to pick out a few stupid thorns.

There are still several wooden stakes at the entrance of Fengye Village, which were left behind when the robbers attacked the territory last time. Now it has become a benchmark for Fengye Village and a place for special punishment in the territory. The blood on the wooden stakes has not yet dried, and the robbers who were executed last time are still hanging on it. Several slaves climbed up, took down the hanged body, and hung up the newly tied prisoners.

A whole bunch of strips hung like a row of sausages.

"Come here to fight Qiufeng? Are you brave enough to come to my territory?" Yang Dashuan looked at the prisoners and walked back and forth. "I'll show you what the consequences are for dare to come to me. THAAD, come here. Choose a few strong slaves and give them bloodthirsty skills."

Several slaves who were hit by the bloodthirsty light came up with a whip.

These slaves were strong in nature, not to mention that they were bloodthirsty. They were holding whips stained with salt water. Every time they whipped, they would make the prisoners burst into tears. Several hanging prisoners wailed at the top of their throats.

"Rogue, this is probably not suitable." Joan of Arc asked in a low voice. "God taught us to learn to be tolerant. They have surrendered and are whipping them like this..."

"Tolerance?" Yang Dashuan raised his eyebrows. He took the whip from a slave's hand, and the wooden handle of the whip tightly pressed against a prisoner's throat. "Come on, tell this lady who is ready to forgive you. What would it be if a girl like her falls into your hands?"

The captive was pushed against his throat and could not breathe. He did not speak, but the fierce light and greed in his eyes could confirm the outcome at that time.

Joan of Arc was no longer talking, and she was a little scared by the rebellious eyes of these prisoners.

Leren and Alice didn't interrupt at all because they had seen the ruthlessness of these robbers. The only way to deal with these guys is to fight violence with violence.

"I have a few questions now. If you are going to answer me, I may be able to agree to let you go." Yang Dashuan let go of the whip in his hand and shouted to the slaves behind him. "Didn't you eat? Hit me hard, why didn't I hear a little scream? If this is the case, I will hang you up too. Also, let the new guys watch it well! Don't twist your head, otherwise you will hang up too."

The crackling sound of whips sounded again. Every slave tried his best and twitched his life. It seemed as if he was with these hanging captives who had the hatred of killing his father and taking his wife. The other slaves wandered among the captives, and Musang occasionally corrected the heads of those bear goblins who could not bear to look at them again. "See it! This is the end of your daring to invade our territory!"

"Have you considered it? Then now tell me, where is your territory?" Yang Dashuan asked the bear goblin in front of him who was like a chicken eating rice.

"If you want to go back to the master, our territory is two hundred kilometers away from here." The bear geek replied panting. "There is no surplus grain. It was our leader who brought us here. Master, I really don't know anything. Let me spare me."

At the end of the day, the bear goblin almost burst into tears and howls.

He could not understand where these slaves got such great strength, and a few whips could make the whip tips disperse into flowers. In just a short while, his soul almost dispersed.

"No surplus grain?" Yang Dashuan raised his eyebrows. "Don't the robbers on your wasteland usually reserve grain before winter comes? How come there is no food?"

"Master, my territory was beaten by another group of bandits. They are the most powerful robber centaur group in the wasteland! We came here due to helplessness."

Centaur?

"I understand." Yang Dashuan smacked his lips and nodded. "Come on, let him go."

"Thank you, thank you!" The bear goblin shouted quickly.

"By the way, I picked all his tendons and threw them into the wasteland by the way." Yang Dashuan suddenly said another sentence, which made the gratified bear goblin stunned. Three strong slaves grabbed a handful of frozen soil and stuffed it directly into the bear goblin's mouth. Two slaves pressed his limbs, and one slave picked out a sharp dagger and cut it over.

"Thad, you have compiled all these slaves for me. These hanging slaves are their role models. If anyone dares to make trouble, hang them up and get them to death!" Yang Dashuan waved his hand and signaled a few girls to go back quickly. It would be better for them not to think about this bloody scene. However, the idea of ​​making a big profit this time was finally shattered, but how did this centaur robber group come from?

My god, how many robbers are there in this wasteland!

Yang Dashuan's eyes suddenly became wet.

He originally thought that after obtaining the Frost Dragon, he would not have to worry about anything anymore. But the church was staring here, and he could not use the Frost Dragon too unruly at all. Now a centaur bandit group popped up, and Yang Dashuan's heart suddenly became cold in his butt.

"The Centaur is the real master of this wasteland!" Joan of Arc couldn't bear to look at the whipped prisoners, and turned his head in discomfort. "The human army has gathered many times and has not succeeded in trying to encircle them."

"So powerful?" Yang Dashuan was a little confused.

"Yes. These guys look like male men on the upper body, but their lower body is an adult war horse. They are extremely powerful and can even challenge us Bemon!" Alice also said. "They are very fast, come and go like the wind, and it is impossible to encircle them. If they fall into a tug-of-war, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"And the archers of centaurs are also famous, and because they are stronger and can pull a harder bow. In terms of the lethality of bows and arrows, we elves are not their opponents! There is a star in the sky named after the best archer in the centaur tribe!"

"I remember, my name is Kentaurus!" Joan of Arc rushed to answer.

"So it's better to mess with these centaurs!" Leren pinched Yang Dashuan's waist and said in a low voice.
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