The Emerald Tower

The arrow that fell from the sky was like a nail when cutting the eel-nailing the entire head of the eel to the board, and then waiting for the cook to take the knife and cut it away.

At this moment, the bandits of the'hammer of riot' are similar.

The arrow fell from the sky, and the sharp, inertial force made them have no effect at all, as if they were pierced through by paper.

With good luck, the key was penetrated, and he went straight to the point.

Those with bad luck were pierced through their limbs and nailed to the ground, moaning continuously.

Waiting, the young people of the Fecharen Knights followed suit.

Sweep the battlefield and harvest the lives of the enemy.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

After receiving a coat, Dean, who was wearing it, scanned the battlefield, and the deputy commander of the Knights came over—

"Head, there are nearly twenty prisoners..."

Halfway through the words, Huck looked at Dean and waited for Dean's instructions.

"We don't need captives-after asking what we should ask..."

"Understood, captain!"

Huck nodded and walked to the place where the prisoners were concentrated in the distance.

From beginning to end, the Grand Duke Swordsman who stood by did not speak, but the slightly frowned brows represented her position.

"Instructor, do you think I've done too much?"

Dean looked at the Grand Duke's swordsman.

"You are the commander of the Knight Order, everything should be based on you!"

The Grand Duke's swordsman replied.

And Dean smiled softly-the other party's words were very clear, because he was the leader of the Fecharen Knights, and he was naturally able to make all decisions.

However, such a decision is based solely on him and does not represent others.

"The kindness to the enemy. It's the cruelty to myself! Or... Do you think I let these prisoners go, and when the'hammer of riot' strikes, I will let us go?"

Dean still smiled. Looking at the Grand Duke's swordsman without evasive eyes.

"of course not!"

Grand Duke's swordsmanship shook his head.

Although the swordsman had different opinions on the execution of prisoners. But this does not mean that she would naively think that the enemy would be soft-hearted in the fight.

"Since not, why don't we give them some shock in advance?"

Dean walked to the distance as he spoke, saw Huck's wink, and straightly drew the long sword from his waist, then raised the sword in his hand and fell.

Ignore the pleading of the captives of the'hammer of riot'.

Dean executed them one by one.

Then, fold those heads one by one. Put it in this open place.

Not only the captives, but the heads of the bandits of the'hammer of riots' who died before were also added.

Hundreds of heads, like pyramids, are placed here.

Each head was grinning and hideous, and when hundreds of them were placed here, a special atmosphere appeared here.

Even after Huck saw it, he was a little uncomfortable.

The young people of the Fecharen Knights were even more restless.

Scanning the uncomfortable expressions of his subordinates, Dean chuckled lightly. He pointed to the pile of heads and said: "This is a ‘boundary monument’. Any bandit who crosses this ‘boundary monument’ will be killed without mercy!"

"Perhaps, you feel a little cruel. But you can think about it from another perspective-what will it look like when you, your family, and friends fall into the hands of these bandits..."

While talking, Dean watched the changes of his subordinates. First of all, Huck, Theron, and Chad. After just a moment, their expressions became firm again, and then the rest of the young people also clenched tightly. Raised his fist; Dean nodded with satisfaction in his heart. Then, continue to say: "Imagine that scene? If you don't want to make the scene in your mind come true, then. Just erect such a ‘boundary monument’ in your heart!"

"If you think this is cruel, I don't object. But cruel to the enemy. Better than the enemy to us, our family, and friends? As for... the so-called hatred-between us and the bandits The hatred is enough in itself, just like natural enemies between each other. This is an unsolvable problem at all; there is only one result: either they die or we die!"

Dean said slowly and walked aside.

After the Grand Duke's swordsmanship paused slightly, he continued to follow.

...

About two or three hours later, Mach showed up with the recruits of the Knights. Looking at the battlefield after the battle, especially the heads, the expressions of these recruits changed, and some even vomited directly. Suddenly, Xiron, Chad and others who were resting let out a burst of laughter——

"Rookie! What a rookie!"

"Quickly spit it out, otherwise it will dirty our trophies!"

...

A burst of ridicule sounded among the resting veterans.

And some of them are talking by name and surname—obviously, for people from Tyre, they are all familiar with each other.

Therefore, almost after the voice of the veterans fell.

The recruits shouted dissatisfied.

"Didn't you vomit?"

"Yes, I'm used to it!"

"You are just used to it!"

...

"Haha, a bunch of lively young people, really good!"

Huck laughed and walked over, watching the recruits who were holding back his vomiting and couldn't help but praise them; suddenly, the recruits stood up straight to show that they lived up to the praise.

The veterans on the side immediately gloated over the misfortune-they knew very well what these young men were going to do next.

"Since everyone is so alive and well, then you go together to gather all the corpses on the battlefield, and then burn them all!"

Huck ordered loudly.

Suddenly, the recruits were stunned. Several of them looked at the battlefield. Those dead bodies made them vomit again.

Immediately, the veteran burst into laughter again.

Dean didn't stop it. Just leaning in the newly erected tent, filled the bonfire in front of him with a few sticks of dry wood-relaxation after the war, or venting. Is a must.

He, who had been in the army, knew very well. If the emotions after the war have been accumulated without proper guidance and venting, sooner or later, a person will collapse.

Either twisted into a murderous madman, or directly chooses to self-destruct.

Humans are such fragile creatures themselves.

Dean thought he was no exception-although he could ignore the current killing, it was only because of habit and numbness. After the real killing in the last life, he vomited for two days. In the end, I lay in bed and rested for three days before it was basically adjusted. When everything returned to normal, it was two weeks later.

Thinking of the embarrassment of the previous life, Dean smiled mockingly and looked at the experience column——

[Xp: 668]

"That big knight gave a full 120xp of experience, which is considered to be the current level, the higher experience value of the big knight, and the opponent's talent should be [Agile Explosion], the speed that makes me unable to react. Weakness in strength and physique, even a level that is not as good as that of ordinary knights, obviously should have been forcibly raised the level of talent after many baptisms. The two knights are very average, each is only 20xp; however, those who hold Shielders each have nearly 10xp experience, and those spearmen, sword and shield players, are also close to 4, 5xp. Obviously they should be people who have practiced some basic secret techniques...'hammer of riots' It's really not inferior to the regular knights!"

Looking at the experience he had gained, Dean was surprised in addition to the joy of the harvest.

You know, Dean is talking about the regular Knights. It is definitely not the local knights of the local lord, but the knights of the king of a county.

"The other party's subordinates can have this kind of strength. Apart from Kildrin Feng himself, it is more of the wealth he looted in Vauban... Otherwise, it is impossible to have such a lot of resources to support. With him--not to mention those spearmen, swordsmen and shields, but those who hold shields, absolutely need special secret arts and medicines to achieve that kind of power!"

Thinking of the situation in the previous battles where the shield holders threw the tower shield to block the broken gun he threw, Dean became more and more sure; likewise, Dean was sure that what the opponent used should not be what he knew. [ Either bodybuilding (high competition)] or [bodybuilding (Xiti)].

"It seems that if Kildrin Feng is not a secret technique circulated in the family, then he has gained new gains from that looting!"

For this speculation, Dean is more inclined to the latter.

Otherwise, the other party has such a secret technique, there is no need to take risks at all, only need to survive slowly, and you can get your own glory.

Of course, it does not rule out that Kildrin Feng wants to go another way.

"However, in this way, Kildrin Feng's strength has to be reassessed, plus he still has two hundred subordinates who can fight... Moreover, the other party and another bandit in the depths of the snowy forest, the Snow Fox 'It's the relationship of alliance, and the bandits in the deep forest of the two strands of'Black Skeleton and Scarlet Hand' are still in harmony. Then the opponent's counterattack needs to be careful!"

Dean thought about something that Huck had asked before, thinking about it silently.

"However, in terms of time, there is still plenty of time-it takes at least four days for the other party to come to this edge area from the depths of the dense snowy forest. If you add some cooperation and negotiation, five days to one week, it is also possible; and this time , Enough for the old marquis to appear here with his knights, that old marquis must be impatient to be ashamed!"

For the help of the Marquis of Vauban ~www.readwn.com~ Dean is very confident.

After all, the defeat in that battle was definitely a shame to the old marquis, and if he gave the old marquis a chance, the opponent would naturally not let it go.

"If there is a head-on conflict, there is the old Marquis and the opposing knights, there is no need to worry at all-the only thing to consider now is that the opponent may bypass the frontal battlefield!"

Thinking of the habits of those bandits, Dean's eyes narrowed.

ps second more~~

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