In today's world, we make the economy a top priority in human life. Your love doesn't matter, your joy doesn't matter, your freedom doesn't matter, your sensitivity to beauty doesn't matter, your music and dance don't matter. The most important thing is your economy.

- Sadhguru (Enlightened Being, Enlightened Yogi, Mystic, Visionary Humanitarian, Outstanding Spiritual Teacher)

Bai Er and Bai San, who obeyed the order, cleanly completed the task assigned to them by Bai Feng, leaving Antio, who suddenly lost his opponent, to stay in place with no enthusiasm for fighting, and did not leave.

The instant capture of Roderick and Hall completely crushed the will of Lucy's two flanks to resist the remnants, and they had no choice but to lay down their arms and surrender because they could not defeat the Roman youth army and the Roman heavy infantry, and they could not outrun the light cavalry of the Roman spear legion.

From Luculus leading the soldiers of the Seventh Roman Legion to the two Flame Swords Saints capturing Roderick and Hall alive, in less than half an hour, the soldiers on the left and right flanks of Lucy's army lost the battle with the final result of the total annihilation.

Since the Seventh Roman Legion entered the battle, the Lucy Wing Army, which had lost no more than 5,000 soldiers, and almost all of the remaining defeated soldiers were captured by the light cavalry of the Roman Spear Legion, and with the capture of Bai Feng when he had not participated in the battle before, the number of captured Lucy soldiers was as high as 30,000!

The total number of soldiers on the two wings of Lucy's army was only 50,000, and the number of captured soldiers alone exceeded 30,000.

Although the battle on the flank battlefield was over, the captured Lucy warriors needed to be guarded by the soldiers of the Seventh Roman Legion, and the Heavy Hammer Legion and the Roman Spear Legion, which had been fighting for a long time, and the cavalrymen's war horses also needed to rest, so Bai Feng did not give them any other orders.

On the main battlefield where the main forces of the Roman army fought against the main forces of Lucy's army, it was only a matter of time before the superior Roman army won the final victory, and the beleaguered Lucy's army, even if it was personally commanded by their leader Viriacius, could not save the defeat.

However, the instant collapse of the remnants of Lucy's two flanks of stubborn resistance gave Bai Feng a wake-up call, if he could end the battle by directly capturing the enemy's commander, then could he directly end this war by sending the Flame Sword Saint to capture the enemy leader Viriasius?

According to the repeated investigations and verifications of spies and battlefield ghosts, the strength of the leader of the Luxi tribe, Viriacius, will not exceed the realm of the intermediate sword saint at the most, and the mere intermediate sword master is really not a powerful opponent for the powerful Flame Sword Saint.

Even if one Flame Sword Saint can't complete the capture of Viriasius alive, what about the two Flame Sword Saints? What about the three Flame Sword Saints? Bai Feng, who has five Flame Sword Saints by his side at any time, is completely sure that he will capture Viriasius alive like he captured Roderick and Hale alive.

After handing over Roderick and Hall, who had fallen into a coma, to his retinue barbarian slave Bai Sheng to take care of, Bai Feng ordered Bai Yi beside him: "Bai Yi, you take people to the battlefield, capture the enemy leader Viriasius alive for me, and end this war!"

"No!" Bai Yi, who understood in his heart, didn't ask how many people he brought, and left with Bai Er and the other four.

Everyone knows that as soon as this battle in front of them ends, the war of Rome to unify the eastern region will be declared over, and the Roman city, which has already destroyed the Eastern Alliance, will become the only hegemonic force in the eastern part of the barren land after the destruction of the Luxi tribe!

Before the five Flame Sword Saints of Bai Yi, who were ordered to capture Viriasius alive, had not yet arrived at the battlefield, the Lucy Central Army, which was personally commanded by Viriasius, broke out a mutation that no one dared to imagine, and this mutation directly ended this bloody and tragic battle.

Because the soldiers of Bai Feng's army were approaching the battlefield, and he rushed to the command of his own Chinese army with his own personal guards, after his own Chinese army was attacked from both sides by the Roman army, he obviously felt that the fighting will of the soldiers under his command was plummeting.

No soldier can always maintain a strong will to fight in a battle that is doomed to defeat, and even a barbarian warrior known for his strong will to fight and strong combat effectiveness cannot do this, and the Lucy warrior will never go beyond the category of a barbarian warrior.

Knowing that this battle was bound to be defeated, Viriacius no longer had any luck in his heart, but he was not willing to lose his army and tribe, and he wanted to use the only remaining warriors under his command to leave a deep and painful memory on the enemy army that attacked them!

Determined to fight to the death, in order to prevent the last tens of thousands of soldiers under his command from being routed by the enemy's powerful onslaught, Veriasius sent almost all of his personal guards to command the Lucie warriors, whose will to fight was rapidly declining.

As the leader of the Lucian tribe, the Lucian warriors who could be selected by his side to serve as personal guards were naturally noble warriors of the various settlements of the Lucian tribe, and it was only natural that they should serve as mid-level officers in the army when they were in danger.

It is no exaggeration to say that Viriacius's decision to send his own guards to serve as middle-ranking officers in the army played a crucial role in stabilizing Lucy's central army, but with the dispatch of a large number of guards, Viriacius did not have enough guards around him.

The strength of the intermediate sword master gave Veriasius the confidence to stand alone, and at this time, Veriasius did not know that the long sword that gave him the fatal blow did not come from the enemy troops in front of and behind him, but from the loyal warriors around him.

A warrior of unassuming appearance, whose long sword had already been cut through the gap in the brutal battle, saw that the warrior, who was bleeding and wounded in no less than five places, was gasping for breath beside him, and Veriacius, full of relief, reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

Looking at the warrior's face, excited by his act of encouragement, Viriacius's heart felt a little better, and it seemed to him that no matter what the outcome of this war was, at least he still had these fierce warriors to follow, didn't he?

Viriacius, who was full of pride in his heart, turned around, and just as he wanted to say a few words of encouragement to the warriors around him, he felt a crisis coming, and before he could react, he noticed a pain in his chest, and he had already looked down to see the long sword that pierced his heart.

Ignoring the stunned warriors around him, Viriacius, who turned around with the severe pain in his body, asked the warrior who was excited a second ago, but now trembling, "You, why did you do this?"

"You traitor, dare to assassinate the leader, take your life!"

One of the warriors who reacted first was about to rush forward and kill the warrior who had pierced the sword into the heart of Viriacius, but was stopped by Viriasius, who had a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Stop!

"Chief, he ......"

"I say, let him speak!"

Viriasius glared, and the warrior who wanted to avenge him had to put down his long sword around the opponent's neck in anger.

"First ...... Chief, I don't want to do this either, I just want to go home...... My husband was killed in the war a few years ago, and my two older brothers died not long ago...... I don't want to die......"

In the face of the warrior's trembling heartfelt words, what could Viriacius, who had a wry smile on his face, say anything more? The originally angry warriors next to him were silent after hearing such words, and no one said anything more.