Broad World

The army itself is an extremely violent institution, and only killing and looting can forge an invincible army. Look at the eyes of the soldiers now, whether they are humans, war trolls, dark elf fighters, or slaves in the cannon fodder camp, all of them start to shine. When they hear the word robbery, they all breathe It became thicker, and a terrifying light radiated from its eyes.

As for Antleb, he showed a mouthful of white teeth, laughed and shouted at everyone: "Hahahahaha! Did you hear that? We can let go of our hands and feet now! Move faster!" , leave in five minutes!"

"Long live!!!!"

Countless soldiers instantly went into a state of frenzy, because Henry completely released the demons in their hearts...

Seeing those crazy soldiers and slaves, Solaufin showed a horrified expression on his face. He glanced at Henry cautiously, and then murmured softly, "My God, Eilistraee! You are such a devil who can play tricks on people's hearts!"

"Thank you for your praise. I believe that after this chaos, Uster Natha's war potential will be weakened again. I'd like to see what other moves Yuxumo and Joan Irenicas have." Said The corners of Henry's mouth turned up slightly, and at the same time the gaze in his eyes became deeper and deeper. He doesn't care about the means, as long as it makes the enemy uncomfortable, he will do it without hesitation. "If there is nothing else, we will leave first. Be careful of the spider, she may come out to disrupt the situation at a critical time." Viconia reminded in a low voice when passing by. Obviously, the spider here refers to Queen Rose, and she felt more and more uneasy at the end, as if something big was about to happen.

Henry narrowed his eyes and nodded lightly: "Don't worry, I'm not so easy to take advantage of. Even the gods have to pay the price, a terrible price..."

Antlaib is a person with a very strong sense of time, and five minutes have just passed. Immediately commanded the army to set off. In order to prevent the mutiny of the captives who had just surrendered, he put the cannon fodder battalion at the forefront. Intend to let these guys kill and loot to kill themselves, especially killing spiders in public, as long as they participate, there is no possibility of forgiveness, only to go all the way.

It has to be said that this move is quite vicious, and one can tell from the expressions on the faces of those captives that they absolutely hate the person who gave this order. You must know that there are at least a hundred giant spiders along the way from the fourth family's residence to the gate of the city. If you don't want to die, you can only kill, and you can't help being lazy, because spiders don't show mercy. In order to survive, the cannon fodder and slaves who walked in the front put up 120,000 spirits, burned, killed and looted along the way. Anyone who encountered a living person would be arrested and beaten, and then threatened loudly to force him to join the team. If there is disobedience, he will be stabbed with a sword and pushed down the abyss immediately.

This kind of nakedness scares many people, especially those other races such as bear goblins, gnolls and orcs. They were originally just slaves who succumbed to the brutal rule of the dark elves. Therefore, they didn't feel any difference in changing masters, and they chose to join the big army one after another. In this way, it didn't take long for the number of cannon fodder battalions to grow rapidly. By the time they reached the market platform, the number had already exceeded 3,000. Although it looked a bit chaotic, the destructive power was absolutely astonishing.

After all, these guys have a tyrannical factor hidden in their bones. Coupled with the large number of people, they are not afraid of even facing the dark elves. They are completely a gang of thugs. Fortunately, it is midnight now, and there are not many people staying here. Otherwise there would certainly be massive chaos.

When the guards at the city gate discovered this situation, they immediately sent people to suppress it. At first they thought it was just an ordinary slave riot. With the reputation established by the dark elves, it can be easily resolved. But when they got closer, they discovered that there were actually a large number of dark elf fighters mixed in with this group of thugs.

You must know that there are not many soldiers in charge of guarding the city gate. There are only about three hundred, which is less than one-tenth of the cannon fodder battalion in number. Perhaps the prestige of the dark elves can still deter slave races such as orcs, gnolls, and goblin bears, but at this moment, these guys' eyes are red, and there is no trace of fear at all.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides is getting closer, I don't know who shouted in the underground lingua franca: "Kill!!!!!!"

In an instant, all the slaves in the entire cannon fodder battalion patted their chests frantically and roared loudly.

"Aww!!!!!!"

"Kill them all!!!"

"Kill these bastards!"

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With fanatical shouts, the slaves of the cannon fodder battalion took the lead in attacking. There is no formation, no command, and no tactics, and they swarm up like a tide. Wielding crude weapons, they forcibly tore apart the enemy's formation, giving full play to their superiority in numbers, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

"Oh...Damn it! These guys are really crazy." Aberdell looked at the fire from the city gate and whispered.

He even saw a gnoll throwing away the short sword and shield in his hand, pounced on a dark elf's throat with his teeth, and then began to eat the corpse. After a while, the entire trading platform changed. It became a slaughterhouse, with blood, intestines, and torn limbs scattered everywhere.

Obviously, the animal nature of the slaves has been completely released, and the biological instinct has completely occupied the brain. They crave blood and carnage, sometimes even the weaker companions around them.

However, Antleb took this opportunity to loot the most valuable stores on the trading platform, carrying a large number of magic scrolls, potions, jewelry, ores, etc., and rushed out directly. The connecting part of the gate was shattered, and the heavy fine gold weighing several tons fell down with a bang, almost smashing a few guys who couldn't dodge into meatloaf. Aimeng, who was holding a dimensional bag in his hand, packed it up and ran away without saying a word.

There is no doubt that all slaves and captives were discarded as cannon fodder. Antleb gave full play to his sinister and vicious character, and abandoned most of the unstable factors at once. He only brought twenty war trolls, hundreds of dark elf fighters, and about 1,600 soldiers. human soldier.

Although the two battles have achieved absolute victories, more than 400 humans still died in battle. There is no way, the gap between them and the dark elves is too great, so once they fall into close combat. Immediately, they will be massacred by warriors skilled in weapons, without any resistance at all.

After everyone in front of him was safely evacuated, Henry turned around and said to Aberdell: "Let's go. It's time for us to act now. Don't make Phil wait too long."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, everything is up to you." Aberdell shrugged indifferently.

"Remember, no matter what Filip asks you to do for a while, you have to do it. Don't show your feet, otherwise it will easily arouse her suspicion." Henry reminded, while using magic to return to the dark elf form, and reinstalled the equipment Dressed neatly, and finally took out a rope to tie himself up.

Of course, this is not true. You can let the rope untie yourself whenever you want. For mages, this is just a small spell, but it can fool many people. In order to be more realistic, he even used a dagger to cut a few wounds on his body, making a look of being defeated. However, these wounds avoided areas with dense blood vessels, and apart from a little pain, they did not affect the movement at all.

"My God, you are crazy to stab yourself with a dagger." Aberdare was completely stunned by the way of self-harm. I'm afraid he will never be able to understand what is the art of deception, and only half-false half-truths can have the best effect.

Henry stopped bleeding slightly. There was a meaningful smile on his face: "No, this is a disguise, do you understand? Just like rangers and druids like to paint green oil paint in the jungle, in order to meet Feili. You must pretend to be injured, otherwise She will soon doubt my identity."

Aberdell shook his head not knowing very well: "I don't understand. Could it be that the vicious dark elf woman wants to kill you later, and I have to do it?"

"Two points. First of all, the possibility of her giving such an order is very low, so your worries are unnecessary. Secondly, even if she gave this order, it is only a test. Don't hesitate, just rush over and kill me, I promise Even if your sword cuts down, it won't hurt a single hair."

After Henry finished speaking, he turned and walked along the street in the direction of the Women Warriors Association. With his current strength. Even legendary warriors with artifacts can hardly pose a threat, because pure physical attacks are too weak for high-level mages. There are countless ways to evade an opponent's attack.

"Hey! You are professional discrimination! I protest!" Aberdell chased up from behind, waving his fists and threatening.

"Sorry, the protest is invalid. What I said is the truth." Henry said without looking back. He completely ignored the son of Baal's ferocious expression, and at the same time quickened his pace.

Seeing that his threat was useless, Aberdell curled his lips and complained in a low voice: "Damn! I hate you spellcasters who are full of superiority."

"No, my friend, this is not a sense of superiority, but a fact recognized by the entire multiverse. After all, * has a limit, and no matter how you improve in the end, it cannot become as strong as adamantine, nor There is a way to make the swinging speed of the weapon faster than the sound. However, spells are different. Whether it is magic or divine spells, they can release terrifying power that exceeds tens or even tens of thousands of times, and there are various methods. The level is very different." Henry lowered his voice and explained.

But obviously, Aberdare didn't want to admit this fact. He rolled his eyes and argued, "Nonsense! Magic can kill, and so can swords. In the end, they all kill. Is there any difference?"

Hearing this argument, Henry smiled and shook his head: "There's a big difference, mortals are more likely to be in awe of powers that they cannot understand, but they are not afraid of simple and easy-to-understand things, even if both of them can be placed in an instant. What's more, if you look at the famous mages in history, how many died from physical attacks? I believe you must have read this passage in Candlekeep. The only enemy of mages is themselves. Besides, not even the gods can defeat them." ________________________________________________

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