In the emerald green bushes, with rustling sounds, their heads slowly emerged from the inside.

One of the heads whispered to the other: "Sir, this is the village that I know the farthest from Faeste City. It has a small population, only about one hundred people, and the proportion of young and strong is not high."

Xiao Yunyang looked at two young and white people sitting by the ridge of the fields not far away, as well as several scattered figures in the distance, nodded and said, "Leave the next thing to me, just take your people and wait for the end."

"Yes, sir."

After Aka left, Xiao Yunyang and Mulan walked out of the bushes hand in hand, and asked worriedly while walking on Mulan: "Master, what if the Seris people run away?"

"If you want to run, just run away. I already know everything I want to know. The Seris people have long been worn out by life. They are all things that cannot be supported by mud. Could it be that they still expect them to help us fight?"

Mulan was stunned for a moment, thinking about the relationship between "life" and "edges", and said from the bottom of her heart: "The Lord's witty words have been heard all the time, and the subordinates have received the teachings."

"Mulan, do you know how to inspire their fighting spirit?"

"This is simple, Lord, look at mine."

Mulan smiled, tucked the hair in front of her forehead, and walked forward with a cat step.

At this time, the two closest white farmers had already stood up and looked at Xiao Yunyang and Hua Mulan with a vigilant look on their faces.

The weapons in the hands of the two white farmers were wooden farm tools, which looked quite strong, and it should hurt to hit people...

"Master, please stay here for a moment."

Xiao Yunyang looked at Mulan in confusion, but when he thought of the other party's skills, he no longer had any concerns and nodded slightly and said, "Be careful."

"Don't worry, Lord, I have a lot of experience in dealing with men."

Well, this sounds a bit awkward...

After seeing Xiao Yunyang's expression becoming weird, Hua Mulan quickly explained: "Master, I mean fighting against men!"

"Don't worry, I have no misunderstanding!"

When the two white farmers saw that the woman with a particularly beautiful appearance and figure came alone, a hint of desire emerged from the depths of her eyes.

Both of them are Faestes with the lowest social status. For the first time in their life, they met such a perfect woman. If the woman hadn't been carrying a pair of big swords behind her back, she would have pounced over at this time.

"Who are you and why are you coming to our village?"

The three major city-states of Crete are independent of each other and each have the ambition to unify Crete. However, any of them will be prone to joint attacks by the other two parties, so they maintain a delicate balance.

However, the failure of the war does not mean that the people below live in peace. Local conflicts and even plundering other villagers as slaves often occur, and even occasionally slaughtering villages.

Therefore, every village on Crete maintains a certain scale of militia, and is composed of young and strong people in the village itself, and is very vigilant against any strangers from outside.

Mulan blinked her big eyes charmingly and said softly: "I want a man. As long as you two can defeat me, it will prove that your body is strong enough, it will be free for many times."

In just one sentence, the desires of two white farmers were immediately ignited. The heavy breathing sounds could be heard even Mulan, who was more than ten meters away. She had already expected this situation and pulled out a long sword from behind her "struggle".

He raised the sword over his head with a trembling body, but staggered several steps under his feet, and even the entrance hall under his exposed clothes trembled violently.

The two white farmers saw the woman opposite holding a long sword so hard that they couldn't help but smile at each other, and their faces became lewd.

In the eyes of these two people, if they really taste such a beautiful body, it would be worth it even if they become dead!

To put it bluntly, it is that desire has eroded the brains of both of them!

"Haha, beauty, we will definitely satisfy you!"

After saying that, the two white farmers rushed over with a "fighting spirit". The final reason made them hold the farm tools tightly, instead of rushing up with empty hands.

When Mulan saw this scene, her charming eyes were quickly replaced by the cold cold. What Xiao Yunyang didn't know was that Mulan was actually a ***...

Buzz ~ puff...

The sword that was originally unstable trembled suddenly, and then a cold light flashed by. The two white men who rushed over were in shape, and a slender blood line was added to their necks almost at the same time, and it expanded rapidly!

Immediately afterwards, two white men who had been cut through their throats held their hands to their necks that could not make a sound, coughing blood and slowly plunged to the ground. The thick blood quickly flowed to Mulan's feet and was avoided by her.

Xiao Yunyang on the other side opened the personal template. Sure enough, there were two more battle souls on it...

Based on this efficiency, it is estimated that it will not take long to be promoted to the next military position.

"Well done well, is the so-called fighting spirit the desire to fight?"

Xiao Yunyang came to Mulan and praised.

"Master, I think it should be the idea of ​​seeking the fighting, but human hearts are complicated. Only when the heart really wants to fight will it form a fighting spirit. After all, we humans can pretend to be warlike.

Moreover, this kind of fighting spirit comes and goes quickly. They must be killed when they are full of fighting spirit, otherwise the fighting spirit will fade and then kill, and the fighting spirit will not be able to obtain the fighting spirit."

While the two were talking, the death of the people here had been discovered by the people in the village, and the sound of gongs quickly sounded in the village.

This is exactly what Xiao Yunyang wants. If the white people in this village are not gathered together, how can he kill them happily?

After all, Xiao Yunyang's game system still has a random task to kill hundreds of alien humans.

"Elder, it's the one who killed us."

A group of young villagers holding various farm tools and a small number of bronze swords in their hands, walked out in a crowd of arms.

Among them were village militia wearing leather armor, but the number was very small. Most of them were farmers and even slaves who were wearing ordinary villagers' uniforms and did not even have a pair of straw sandals!

It is easy to identify the two. The slaves don’t even have a complete set of clothes, and they are pale and thin, with skinny figures, and they are all young and strong men!

In addition, these slaves were also held in the front row, with only ordinary wooden sticks as weapons.

A man who looked very old walked in front of Xiao Yunyang and the others, and a group of villagers rushed over, trying to surround the two of them to control the situation!
Chapter completed!