With the reports of the major army commanders, the post-war statistics were also sent to Xing Xiaotian one by one!

The loss of this battle torture Xiaotian was too great, and the heavily armored kobold man alone died thirty percent, and his heart hurt so much that the black hair hugged his head and cried vigorously.

The Iron Bears lost 245 people, the Swordgazelle Spearmen killed 460 people, the Fox Crossbowmen killed 112 people, and countless wounded, Xing Xiaotian has not suffered such a big loss since he fought in the other world, and this battle is still fought for others, which is really a big loss!

The huge casualties caused the soldiers and horses of Blackstone City to lose control, and slaughtered all the captured prisoners of war, leaving no prisoners of war except for the two-headed ogre Goron!

The angry torture little heavenly teeth under his command were about to be crushed, and he found a few orc warriors who took the lead and picked up a big wooden stick that he picked up casually, and scolded while beating: "What am I talking to you?" Discipline, discipline, his mother's discipline, do you understand? ”

A few orc warriors who boasted that they had done nothing wrong stood stubbornly in place, neither hiding nor admitting their mistakes!

As the so-called killing the mouth, drowning the water, Xing Xiaotian relied on strict military discipline, although there was a reason, but Xing Xiaotian never allowed anyone to break his discipline, the stubbornness of his subordinates made him faintly murderous in his heart, and the big wooden stick in his hand was no longer in the wheel, and after throwing it away, he took out a cyan long knife from the storage ring.

Seeing that Xing Xiaotian was about to move seriously, several army commanders panicked, and they rushed up to surround Xing Xiaotian for a while, and they took the blame on themselves.

As he spoke, Hei Mao was about to hug Xing Xiaotian, but his palm was only halfway stretched out and froze in mid-air, because he was glanced at by Xing Xiaotian at this time, his eyes were cold and sharp, like lightning piercing the sky. Bursting with waves of murderous aura that can be felt, without words, out of the instinct of the perception of danger. Black Fur realized that as long as his palm advanced one more centimeter. It can cause unpredictable crises.

The black-haired face changed color, a look of great fright, like a herbivore being stared at by a ferocious beast.

The black hair, the most reclaimed subordinate, was still like this, and the others were even more unbearable, and they froze in place, even the original words of begging for mercy stopped abruptly.

These orc warriors are all good, and their loyalty is beyond doubt, and Xing Xiaotian even believes that they will not hesitate to give up their lives for their own sake. However, military discipline is not a joke, the strength of Blackstone City is based on strict military discipline, once military discipline collapses, then the strength of Blackstone City will soon become yesterday's yellow flower.

If these orcs had just obediently admitted their mistakes, at best, they would have suffered a little bit of flesh and skin, but now that the knives are all revealed, there can only be one result.

Xing Xiaotian walked straight up to these orc warriors, looked them in the eye and said, "For your sake, I can give you a choice, or take off this armor." From now on, leave Blackstone City, or wear this armor as a warrior and be executed by me for violating military discipline, you choose! ”

This is the last thing Xing Xiaotian can give them. That is the dignity before death!

The orc warriors glanced at each other, and then suddenly burst out laughing and said, "My lord, do it!" We know what we did wrong, but if time could still come from the past, we would still do it, we have lived half our lives in this life, we will not regret selling our lives to you, I hope we can still serve under your command in the next life! ”

Xing Xiaotian's eyes were red, what a group of good fighters this was. But for the sake of the future of Blackstone City, for more people to go further. Xing Xiaotian had to kill them.

"Go with peace of mind!"

With a broken drink, the long knife in Xing Xiaotian's hand instantly slashed out a cold light. Swept past the necks of these orcs, the blood sprayed soaked Xing Xiaotian's eyes, hot and hot, straight to his heart.

These orc warriors were completely unafraid of the blood sprayed on their necks, and before they died, they also gave a military salute unique to Black Rock City to Xing Xiaotian with one hand on their chests, and the light of life slowly passed in their eyes, and they kept the salute and slowly fell down, and slowly closed their eyes.

Two lines of clear tears flowed down Xing Xiaotian's face, and then Xing Xiaotian did not hesitate to drink next.

"Whoever dares to violate military discipline, who dares to be proud of his merits, this is what happened to you, do you understand it to me?"

Everyone present was awe-inspiring, for the sake of the compatriots who died, but also for the tears shed by Xing Xiaotian, until Xing Xiaotian asked the same words for the second time, the orc warriors of the four major legions replied loudly: "Understood! ”

Xing Xiaotian asked three times in a row, and the orc warriors of all tribes shouted three times in a row, one louder than the other, and in the end, it was like a tsunami.

These three sounds seemed to have exhausted all of Xing Xiaotian's strength, and the long knife in his hand could no longer be grasped, slowly slid out of his hand, and thrust into the ground with a "bang".

Xing Xiaotian had never felt so uncomfortable, his heart hurt as if it was cracking, the four army commanders looked at each other silently, and finally the black hair bravely stepped forward, and tentatively shouted softly: "My lord, my lord!" ”

"I'm sorry, brunette...... I'm really sorry! ”

Looking at the tearful Xing Xiaotian, Hei Mao's heart was full of emotion, there is nothing more poignant than the hero's tears, and Xing Xiaotian is undoubtedly the hero in Hei Mao's heart.

Time seemed to go back to the past, Hei Mao hugged Xing Xiaotian's shoulder, and then comforted him in a hoarse voice: "God, brothers all know that you are for our good, and we have disappointed you!" Don't blame yourself, I really don't blame you! ”

How can you not blame it?

Even if it's not to blame, is Xing Xiaotian's heart okay?

These warriors did not die on the battlefield, but in the end they died in their own hands, how could he feel good in his heart?

After whimpering speechlessly for a while, Xing Xiaotian forcibly endured his heartache and ordered Hei Mao: "Hei Mao, put the corpses of your brothers in order, I want to take them home!" ”

Hei Mao nodded to show that he understood, and patted Xing Xiaotian twice on the shoulder before turning around and leaving.

Looking at the back of the black hair, the rest of the three army commanders were all envious, what should I say~~ The kobold is this good, once a master is identified, then he is extremely loyal, no matter whether the master beats or scolds him! The scene of Xing Xiaotian holding a knife and sweeping coldly just now still echoes in front of their eyes, even if they know that Xing Xiaotian needs comfort in their hearts, they don't dare to step forward, but Hei Mao doesn't have any hesitation, he is really extremely loyal to Xing Xiaotian, and at the same time he is a little skinless and faceless, but he can eat openly.

A short conversation put the burden of post-war work on Hei Mao's shoulders, making Hei Mao the second person in the world.

Under the loud shouting of the black hair, the soldiers of all ethnic groups quickly gathered their spirits and focused on cleaning up the battlefield, collecting the corpses of their comrades, classifying the corpses and weapons of the enemy, putting aside all that could be used, and piling up the useless ones, and a huge mountain of corpses was quickly piled up.

Just as Xing Xiaotian was thinking back on the gains and losses of this battle, a crisp sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from far and near. (To be continued)