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021 The way to get the spirit of war

"Damn it, what kind of weapon is this!

Oh! The gods are above, and they are about to shoot again!"

After half of the compatriots fell, the entire shield formation suddenly became riddled with holes. After the remaining Fasset warriors saw the strange but powerful weapon raised again, they couldn't help but look desperate...

These Faest warriors are all low-level warriors eliminated by the Faest City-State Guard. They are not people with firm fighting will, nor do they have the so-called sense of honor and belonging. At this time, facing the crisis of death, they decided to choose...

"Don't shoot, we surrender!!!"

"Please, please spare me..."

"For the sake of the gods, let me spare my life..."

One after another, a begging for mercy sounded. After hearing this, Xiao Yunyang asked his Rodok crossbowman to stop pulling the crossbow machine and shouted to the Faest warrior opposite: "Don't throw away the weapons and come over, otherwise we will be welcome."

The dejected warriors Faest looked at each other, and with the missed aim of the crossbows, they had no choice but to throw away their weapons.

Although they have never seen crossbows, they have a lot of knowledge about combat. They know that their escape at this time cannot be separated from the effective range of crossbows, and instead they will be more likely to be shot and killed because their backs are exposed to the enemy.

There are dozens of crossbows on the opposite side, and there are only single digits left on my side. How can I run away?

Soon, the first Fasset soldier who threw away his weapon came over with his hands half-holding his hands and following Xiao Yunyang's orders.

With the first one, the remaining Faest warriors also put down their weapons one after another.

However, from beginning to end, the Rodoc crossbowman did not put down his crossbow bow and kept facing the eight Faest warriors who surrendered.

"Sit there, without my permission, no action is allowed."

Xiao Yunyang pointed to an open space diagonally opposite and said expressionlessly.

After the sound Faest warrior surrendered, several Rodoc crossbowmen immediately stepped forward and pulled out their carry-on weapons to finish the blows at the wailing wounded on the ground one by one.

In fact, among the fallen Fasset warriors, only two people were killed with one blow, and the rest were not breathing their anger.

Crossbow arrows are not bullets, so it is difficult to kill the enemy with one blow, unless they happen to hit the vital part.

For these wounded people, Xiao Yunyang naturally had no need to stay. Although there were simple healing herbs in the town of Faest and no terrible bloodletting therapy in the Middle Ages, why should Xiao Yunyang use it for the enemy's wounded people?

What's more, Xiao Yunyang had not had time to clear the field and plunder it at this time...

After seeing all the wounded soldiers killed by the final blow, their eyes twitched wildly and a bad feeling appeared in their hearts.

There was no Geneva Convention in this era, and killing prisoners was not a rare thing.

Of course, if it is not necessary, there are still few prisoners of prisoners, after all, prisoners of war themselves are an important source of high-value slaves.

But God knows what this Seris will do with them.

After all, everyone knows what the relationship between white people and Cerris looks like...

However, there are dozens of crossbows around them now, and there are no weapons in their hands. Moreover, the opponent's soldiers are very cautious and have been away ten steps away. These Faest warriors have no chance to resist.

After the execution of the wounded, Xiao Yunyang came to the eight prisoners of war and spoke: "I have always respected the soldiers. Although you have become my prisoners, I will not sell you as slaves.

I will give you a chance to regain your life by using the warrior method.

The first person on the left hand comes out.”

The white warrior pointed at by Xiao Yunyang stood up with a tangled look on his face, took a few steps forward, and glanced nervously at the crossbow that was aimed at him.

Immediately afterwards, a wooden shield and a Greek dagger were thrown in front of him.

"Pick him up, I will let my people replace with the same weapon, and as long as you can kill the people I sent out, you can get freedom."

After Xiao Yunyang finished speaking, he picked out two Rodok crossbowmen from his side and asked them to put down their crossbow bows and replace them with short sword shields.

For Xiao Yunyang, these system soldiers with summoning time limits are pure consumables, and it doesn’t hurt that no matter how many people die.

Moreover, due to its loyal nature, there is no need to worry that the system soldiers will rebel.

This is also the reason why the conventional soldier card has a summoning time limit and its status in Xiao Yunyang's heart is still higher than that of the illegal camp soldier card.

Therefore, Xiao Yunyang's mind is now full of how to maximize profits and obtain the war soul.

"My people will never interfere during the battle, but they must not leave the area I designated. If you dare to escape, you know what the outcome will be.

Kill these two people and you will be free and you can also take the weapons in your hand and leave.

Don’t be lucky. These two people will not show mercy. Failure is death.”

With a gurgle, the Fasset warrior holding the wooden shield dagger in his hand swallowed a saliva and nodded solemnly.

Then, the surrounding prisoners of war and Rodok crossbowmen scattered and formed a semicircle. Two Rodok crossbowmen drew a circular boundary line with wooden sticks.

Of course, this circle is actually an ellipse...

"kill!!!"

After receiving the order, the two Rodoc crossbowmen immediately shouted and rushed towards the Faest warrior opposite.

After seeing the charge of the two Rodoc crossbowmen, the Faest warrior immediately realized that the other party was just an ordinary soldier and had not entered the warrior realm at all.

Immediately, the Faest warrior came forward.

One flash, one sweep, one block.

A simple move is always faster than a slap in the Rhodock crossbowman. He touched a Rhodock crossbowman's neck as soon as he met.

Another Rodok crossbowman whose sword was blocked by a wooden shield was stabbed through the belly by a sword before he had recovered his weapon...

The whole process ended less than a minute after Xiao Yunyang's order. Two-on-one, the crossbowman Rodok was completely defeated...

The Fasset warrior standing next to the corpse was filled with begging and looked at Xiao Yunyang with a eager eye.

"You can leave now."

As the figure of the Faest warrior completely disappeared, the remaining prisoners of war who witnessed the whole process suddenly showed a strong desire in their eyes.

After seeing this scene, Xiao Yunyang sneered in his heart and threw the seven-faced shield and daggers to the Faest warriors.

"The one who has confirmed before that two ordinary soldiers are too weak to face one soldier, which is not in line with the principle of fairness, so I want to make it a little more difficult.

Next, if you seven of you come together, I will send 30 ordinary soldiers, and the rules are the same as before, kill all my subordinates, use the glory of the warrior to gain freedom, or be killed.

Don't worry, these 30 ordinary soldiers use exactly the same weapons as you."

Hearing the last sentence, the eyes of the seven Faest warriors immediately burst out with a strong sense of fighting!
Chapter completed!
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