When Zhang Yang and the soldiers of the Slavic Pursuit Regiment came to the front of the slave hunting team, the scene in front of them suddenly made Zhang Yang and the others helpless. It is not that they suddenly discovered their conscience or went crazy, because Cove and the others knew that they would not be able to escape the pursuit of the group with their slaves. Therefore, in desperation, Kov chose an extremely shameless but also extremely useful method - to threaten the other party with the lives of those captured Slavic slaves!

"You barbarians are better than hounds! It's just that it's all in vain! Now Lao Tzu is standing here and talking! If any of you dare to take another step, I will start killing slaves!! I'd like to see if you, the self-proclaimed righteous barbarians, will care about the lives of your kind!? Hahahaha!! ”

Zhang Yang looked around, and saw that in the flat open space not far ahead, dozens of Slavs who were tied hand and foot were kneeling on the ground, and behind each of them, at this moment, there was a member of the slave catcher team with a sharp blade standing!

It was none other than the leader of the slave hunting team, that is, the captain who chased Zhang Yang so miserably just now! At this time, in his hand, he was carrying a little Slavic girl who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and the heavy sword in his hand was already tightly pressed against the little girl's neck.

"A farrin who deserves a thousand cuts! You can even use the trick of using a child as a hostage, do you have the honor of being a warrior?! ”

In the Slavic kingdom, where honor is almost equal to life, no matter how great the hatred is, at most they will fight each other and kill each other, and the honor of the warriors will not allow them to make such an act of threatening their opponents with hostages. Therefore, under the excitement of the crowd, a young berserker couldn't help but step forward and scold.

However, he inadvertently buried the innocent girl's life! The moment the warrior stepped forward, the cruel and bloodthirsty light in Koff's eyes flickered slightly, and his hand holding the heavy sword did not move, but the other hand pushed the little girl hard! In an instant, the soft neck came into contact with the cold sword blade, and a bloody light suddenly splattered out!!

"No~!!"

"You damn beast~!! I'll kill you!! ”

……

Seeing a young and fresh life disappear in front of his eyes, everyone in the Slavic pursuit group suddenly had red eyes! Looking at the aura of some warriors getting heavier and heavier, it seems that they are about to lose control and produce signs of imminent madness!

"Stop~!!"

At this critical moment, Zhang Yang saw that something was wrong and immediately shouted on the spot! This sound not only stunned the Slavic warriors around him, but even the French slave catchers had a momentary hesitation, and it was this momentary hesitation that directly saved the lives of more than a dozen Slavs!

"Stop~! Stop!! Calm down, everyone! It doesn't do anyone any good to do that! ”

In order not to irritate the other party, Zhang Yang slowly retreated two steps back, and just now, he saw the Passat! She was falling to the ground with red eyes, and she was blocked behind people and her hands and feet were tied, if she hadn't had Zhang Yang's sharp eyes, I'm afraid she would have missed it just now!

"Oops! You goddamn shit-stirring stick survived?! But you know each other! Otherwise, it won't be one or two pigs that will fall again! You'll see the skull tumbling and blood splattering!! ”

Perhaps, after the berserker, some berserkers will attack some of the enemy and ourselves, but that is only the case for some low-level berserkers who are barely berserker. High-level berserkers learn how to control their emotions, so after realizing that they had almost killed their fellow clansmen by something bad, these Berserkers of the Slavic Pursuit Regiment did the same, and slowly took a few steps back like Zhang Yang.

"Let go of our compatriots! In the name of the shaman, I let you scum go! ”

When the situation eased a little, Zhang Yang was not suitable to talk any more. After all, this is a problem between the Slavic pursuit group and the French slave hunting team, his purpose is very simple, Zhang Yang only wants to save the Passat, that's all.

"You said let us go?! Which green onion are you?! Don't call you such a Slavic wit! Even if your king says Lao Tzu, I don't believe it!! If you don't give me a fuck today, I'll use the blood of these pigs to dye this snowfield red!! ”

"You! Licentious!! ”

"Kill him!"

"Look for death!!"

The shaman was almost as tall in Slavism as the priest was in France, and that was almost the spiritual leader of the people. The words of the Slavic shamans are the best guarantee of credibility. However, the other party was so embarrassed, and suddenly the atmosphere between the two sides became tense again!

"It's a big deal to let them kill! We will surely avenge our dead compatriots! Even if it is death, we Slavs will not give in!! ”

The young warrior just now began to lose his breath again, what he said was not wrong, but not all Slavs had the courage to see death as if he were at home, otherwise how could he have been captured as a slave in the first place?

(Damn!) Are the Slavs all so impulsive? There is not even a person to negotiate! What a bad luck! ）

Zhang Yang couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, if he didn't speak, I'm afraid he would have to bury Passat's body later! Therefore, in desperation, Zhang Yang had no choice but to shout loudly again:

"Let's just watch you leave impossible! But it's not realistic to let you go! Well, then, you leave the Slavs as many as you free, and we will let you go with the rest! This is already the lowest bottom line! Otherwise, they will all die here! You're going to get nothing, and you're going to lose your life, I promise! ”

As soon as Zhang Yang said this, several Slavic berserkers beside him glared angrily at him, and it was not until the shaman named Padr spoke that they withdrew their gaze angrily.

"He was right! If we do this, we will only kill more compatriots, so we must refrain and listen to his arrangement! ”

As he spoke, Cob's slightly playful and surprised voice almost made the berserkers uncontrollable.

"I didn't expect that! You turned out to be a businessman!! I love business! I prefer the pig business!! You don't look like a Slav at all, so do you, a traitor to the French Empire, have the right to decide this matter? ”

Feeling the sudden cold gaze beside him, Zhang Yang had no choice but to choose to be silent, but his gaze kept looking at Padru, because he knew that the decision at this moment was not in his own hands, everything depended on how the young shaman was prepared to choose!

"My teacher said: Don't be blinded by hatred! Don't forget what the Kia caravan has done for our Slavic people over the years, there are good people among the Francos! Listen to the people on the other side! That's what he said! ”

Hearing this, Cob's heart began to loosen a little, what did they come all the way to the snowfield for? Isn't it money?! It's not specifically to fight and die, as long as there is a way to live and make money, who wants to fight to the death with these uncivilized Slavs?! Therefore, Kov, who was gritting his teeth and was hesitating, suddenly came to his senses after seeing the inexplicable light in the eyes of his subordinates around him, and then shouted:

"Deal!!"

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