Kill back!

This is a must, but before that......

Floyd regrouped his team and counted the personnel.

"Rest. Ron's sword wasn't sheathed, just standing quietly and resting.

Weken nodded, looking at Joseph, who was receiving help from Cuy to stop the bleeding.

There was a mess all around, and everyone who was alive had the joy of the rest of their lives on their faces.

And the veteran officer Floyd, who caused this great reversal, only calmly mobilized his soldiers and prepared to attack again.

"Let's take a break at this time...... Weken let out a sigh of relief, and finally couldn't hold back, leaning on the straw fork and sitting down the dirt slope beside him.

Seeing Weken sit down, Ron lifted his sword, walked slowly, and said a few words that Weken didn't understand.

But in the end, he gently patted Weken's shoulder, as if to encourage and affirm.

"Thank you. Wei Ken nodded.

Ron was stunned for a moment, didn't say anything more, just stood aside, quietly waiting for Floyd's command to clean up the battlefield and guard whether there were any enemies around.

The fleeing recruits were gathered together by Freud and seemed to have given a serious lecture. But now, the old officer did not punish them, and seemed to be ready to let them make amends and continue the fight.

Many of the weapons left behind by the bandits were still usable, and after nearly an hour of replenishment, the miscellaneous troops, who had just regained their morale because of the reversal of the situation, were on the road again.

The rest of them are still fighting power, nearly 150 people. As many as 30 people were killed, and the remaining 20 were injured to varying degrees and lost their combat effectiveness.

On the battlefield, the bodies of the bandits were collected together and piled up into a small mountain. A cursory look reveals that there will never be less than eighty.

Leaving the wounded and logistical behind, Freud is now going to capture the strongholds of the bandits.

"Charge!"

Floyd, who was in the middle army, shouted.

The first wave of deserters rushed forward with their shields raised. They know that if they don't do something, the shame and crime of desertion will follow them for the rest of their lives. And now, there's a great opportunity to wash it off.

"Kill!!"

More than 30 deserters, some of them raising shields, some of them carrying improvised siege logs, rushed towards the enemy's gates.

On the bandits' arrow tower made of wooden planks, sporadic arrows were fired, and they looked so hurried and overwhelmed.

Having lost their leader, they still have no way to set up a defensive formation for a while.

Weken, who was standing behind Ron, swallowed.

This is the first time he has been in a siege field, and he is also a "pikeman" as an attacker.

"Forward!" Freud ordered the troops beside him.

The kitchen knife and wooden shield soldiers in the front row raised their shields and slowly pushed towards the stronghold. The soldiers behind, including Wei Ken, pushed forward while maintaining a somewhat scattered formation.

The rain of arrows was even more messy, and the leaderless bandits did not know whether to deal with the troops that had already attacked the city gates, or the large army that would kill them once they entered the city.

Whoosh –

Swish!

Except for one who was unlucky enough to be shot in the eye by an inaccurate stray arrow and died on the spot, the other three were only hit by the shoulders and arms.

Rumble!

The wooden door of the stronghold was smashed open by the siege wood. The gate, which was not huge and not heavy, collapsed with a bang.

It seems that he heard the screams in his ears and the painful sound of the bandits......

"Charge!" Freud saw this, raised his longsword, and let out a roar of attack.

"Kill!!"

The minions in the army only need to focus on carrying out the orders of the commander, follow closely behind their squad leader, and kill all the enemies in front of them.

Soul...... Almost......

Clutching the strawfork, Weken followed Ron in the lead, along with Coy and four other comrades, to rush into the vanguard of the battle.

"Drink!"

A straw fork came out.

Swish!

Took the life of one of the bandits.

The soul number, plus one, is now four.

And Ron had already cut down two bandits at this time, and none of the bandits around him were willing to fight him alone.

The bandits are smart and know which ones are soft persimmons and which ones are hard iron plates. But they are also stupid, so stupid that they are passing the buck to each other when disaster strikes, and they are unwilling to unite and cooperate.

As soon as they swarmed up, the gates of the stronghold were quickly breached.

The bandits retreated behind them, trying to keep their teammates behind them on the run.

The strawfork in Weken's hand stabbed again, killing one of the bandits who tried to stab Kuy from a nearby corner.

"Weken!" Kuy nodded at Weken and continued to rush forward.

Without saying a word, Weken took the bandit's soul and followed Ron and the wolf-like squad leader to besiege and kill the other recruits.

Fighting?

No, slaughter.

Floyd, accompanied by several guards, nodded slightly as he looked at the bandit archers who had fallen from the arrow tower and turned into meat sauce because one of the tower's kicks had been cut off.

The battle ended quickly, and after Wei Ken's soul turned into seven, he sighed with some regret: "I thought I could kill more ......"

Ten, as long as you kill three more bandits, then you will be able to upgrade the language of the other world to proficiency, and you will be able to communicate with the people around you.

But, it's over......

Ron stood aside, casually patted Weken on the shoulder, and said a word.

Seems encouraging, right?

Weken didn't say anything, and continued to follow Ron, waiting quietly.

Almost all of the bandits were killed, and only about thirty were taken prisoner. And the bandits who were caught up and killed during the escape looked like hundreds of people. On his side, except for the more than ten people who died in the fall of the city gate and the chaos of the city gate, the others were not even injured.

But one or two of them were covered in blood, like demons crawling up from hell, and they were very terrifying.

"Huh?" Ron frowned as he looked to the side, a new group of bandits who had been escorted here, led by ten soldiers.

There were about sixty people, plus more than thirty captives in the open space of the city gate, and there were nearly a hundred captives here......

It's almost equal to the number of soldiers who have stormed the stronghold.

Plus those who died on the road before, and those who died in the stronghold......

"Wait a minute! There are more than 300 bandits in this group, exactly 100 more than us?"

Walken was messy......

So many people are beaten like this, and there are even nearly a hundred people who have been taken prisoner??

"Weken......" Cuy patted Weken on the shoulder, pointing at the newly brought captives in surprise.

Wei Ken was stunned, not knowing what to say for a while.

It's the family of those bandits......

Among them were a few women who were in good shape, as well as some children......

Weken looked at Floyd, who was thinking about something, and waited for his decision.

All eyes were on Freud.

For a moment, all the captives knelt in the open space of the city gate, surrounded by soldiers in the middle.

"What will you do with Floyd?"

Doubtful twinkles in Wicken's eyes.

Kill the enemy, but kill the captives? Even, among these captives, there are old and weak women and children......

At this time, Floyd shouted.

Weken's eyes froze.

Even if he couldn't understand this sentence, he could understand what Freud was talking about from the cries and insults of the captives, and from the sudden killing intent emanating from the soldiers......

"Not a single one remains. Ron repeated Floyd's words and looked at Weken and Cuoy, the two young men who had been fighting with him.

Kuy flinched, shaking his head.

"Not a single one remains. Ron repeated.

Like the other veterans who came forward first, he plunged his blood-stained sword into the chest of a captive.

"Cuy!" Ron kicked over a male captive and carried him to Kuy, "Kill!"

"No!" Kuy shook his head.

"Captain Ron......" Weken sighed, not knowing how to speak for a moment.

But then, something happened suddenly......

Dogs are in a hurry and can jump over the wall, let alone people?

"Ah!!h

A captive dressed in a long female dress with his head bowed on the side rushed forward at this time.

"Goo......" Kuy was stunned, and then spat out a mouthful of blood...... A bloody wound tore open his throat......

The blank gaze is gradually replaced by prayer for life and despair for death. The broken straw fork in his hand fell to the ground, and there was a loud clatter, as if it was the sorrow of the soul leaving.

The captive disguised as a woman seemed to be preparing to blend in with these old and weak women and children, seeking the fragility of the guards, and preparing to flee after leaving the stronghold, right?

But he did not expect that Freud would be so ruthless that he would kill all the captives, including the women and children among them.

"Kouy!!" Ron was startled and hurriedly stabbed the damn bandit in the chest.

However......

"Wow!!" The captives who wanted to survive were led by this captive......

The strawfork was picked up by one of the captives, and Ron frowned as he writhed his sword and drew it to meet the enemy.

The captive who had been stabbed by Ron glanced at one of the young girls in the captive, growled, and pounced firmly on Ron......

In the other, the strawfork stabbed into Ron's abdomen with precision......

"Kouy, Ron!!"

Anger and hatred, it doesn't taste good at all. Because the appearance of these things is often accompanied by the harm they have suffered......

"No kidding! I haven't been proficient in an otherworldly language, and I haven't thanked you yet!

......

What does autumn rain feel like?

Icy ......

A light rain spread along with the flowing blood.

Number of Souls: 28......

Otherworldly Language Upgrade - Proficiency.

The number of souls is reduced by ten, and there are eighteen remaining......

I don't know who the innocents are, but the captives in front of me are the ones who have to be killed...... Whether it's the old man with a wrinkled forehead, the pretty girl with a pale face, the child crying and wiping his nose, or the baby crying......

The enemy, everything in sight, is the enemy.

Ron...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, if I hadn't sympathized with the captives at first, hadn't been like Kuy......"

Kneeling beside Ron, Weken was overwhelmed and uttered words of remorse......

"You guy, you can understand, can you speak...... Battlefield, don't blame you......" Ron coughed up a mouthful of blood and smiled dismally, "Then you must remember what I said last night......

"If you can do it all over again, you don't want to fight...... I, think, go back, go home......"

"Ron......

The veteran is gone.

Floyd silently glanced at Ron, who had fallen to the ground, and did not speak, continuing to mobilize his soldiers and let them exterminate all the bandits.

Yes, there are no old and weak women and children in this robbers' stronghold, some are just robbers.