Shante looked around again in despair, although most of his soldiers were still struggling to resist, they were exhausted, had no fighting spirit, and were completely at a disadvantage, being beaten or covered up by the army of vampires and the army of the Abyssal Hell Clan, and in the face of the threat of death, all the promises of loyalty and courage seemed so fragile, watching the comrades around him fall one after another, almost everyone's faces showed a look of horror and despair, and slowly retreated towards the gradual collapse......

"Marshal Shante, your personal will cannot be imposed on your subordinates, you have a chance to let them live, and you let them die like this, because of your selfishness, because of your so-called loyalty, so-called courage, tens of thousands of lives pay for you!" Moldor said demagoguingly, "As long as you surrender alone, you can still continue to be the marshal of your Third Legion, and you can still choose to serve Catherine, and this seat will not interfere!" Could it be that you really have the heart to watch these loyal soldiers who get along with you day and night, born and die, die here because you are alone? In this way, even if you die, your soul will be resented by these unjustly killed heroic spirits, who will no longer be by your side and ask for your life all the time, hahaha! ”

"What do you want from Ben Shuai?" Shante asked angrily, "Since Ben Shuai can still serve His Majesty, what is the point of such a surrender for you?" What kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd? ”

"As long as you open your heart and listen to me, even if you surrender to this seat on the surface, this seat can give to the top, as for whether you will rebel after that, it doesn't matter if this seat will rebel!" Mordo smiled, "In this way, you can not only save yourself, but also save the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers!" ”

"Don't you think about it!" Shante said angrily, "You devil, Ben Shuai will not fall for you, let Ben Shuai surrender to a vampire, even if it is hypocritical, you don't think about it!" ”

"You don't have a choice, Marshal Shante!" Moldowo laughed and said, "Actually, your heart is moved, you are hesitating, just hard talking, then, you think about it again, the longer you think about it, the less lives you can save, and the more soldiers will die because of your hesitation!" Hahaha, you have a good look back again, what is their fate now? Why, don't you even dare to look at it? ”

The clashing of swords, spears and guns everywhere, and the panicked cries, screams, and cries for help of the soldiers...... Shante doesn't need to look at it, he also knows his current situation very well, although his heart is extremely strong, he would rather die than surrender! But as Moldor said, do his soldiers really think the same as himself? Who wouldn't want to survive? Who is born to die for whom? These brothers, who have followed themselves from birth to death and have suffered together, will all die because of themselves, so how can they bear it in their hearts?

"How can I trust your words?" Shante finally lowered his head and said, "What if I surrender to you, but you still don't let go of my men and don't fulfill your promises?" ”

"You don't have a choice, you can only believe in this seat, Marshal Shante!" Mordo smiled, "As long as you surrender to this seat, this seat will immediately open the gap on this side and let you break through, how much you can break through, it depends on their own creation!" ”

Shante said: "No, you must let my people break out first, so that I can believe you, otherwise, I would rather die than surrender!" ”

"For the sake of the lives of your subordinates, you are willing to sacrifice yourself, Marshal Shante is indeed admirable, the husband can stretch and bend, surrender is actually more difficult than dying in battle!" Mordo smiled, "Okay, I'll trust you!" ”

After Mordo finished speaking, he did not hesitate to chant the incantation, and then stretched out his hands in front of him, and the cloak with his arms was also spread out along with his arms, and Mordo's whole person was like a big vampire bat with open wings.

Then, a magical scene appeared, those vampire bats and vampires who were still fighting, immediately flew up, flew into the air, and then slowly mixed into a ball, turning into a huge dark cloud again, obscuring the already bright sky again.

"You can now order your army to break through from here, except for yourself!" Moldor laughed.

"Order, everyone, break out at once!" Shante turned his head without hesitation and shouted to the herald not far away.

"Woo-" The horn sounded, and the herald fired a breakthrough signal into the air, waving his own command flag continuously......

The army of the Abyss Hell Clan fought with the soldiers of the Third Legion from both wings, but the soldiers of the Third Legion who had already broken through the gap suddenly lifted their morale, and after a sharp counterattack against the army of the Hell Abyss Clan, they repelled the enemy's outflanking, and then quickly moved closer to the direction of Shante, and broke through with the torrent of tides, while the soldiers of the Abyss Hell Clan on both wings were still desperately chasing Shante's rout......

"Marshal Shante!" As the last soldier broke out of the encirclement, Mordo smiled and said, "This seat has fulfilled your promise, what about your promise?" ”

"What do you want me to do?" Shante said, "If you promised to surrender to you, did you really let me go?" ”

"Of course, why not?" Mordo smiled and said, "Your role in the Third Legion will always be much more useful than here in this seat!" Hahaha, for your sake, this seat has violated the military orders of Marshal Djokov! ”

"Okay, Mordo, I'll trust you for the time being, and see what means you use to manipulate me!" Shante sneered, "If you dare to disobey your previous words, even if I die, I would rather be a ghost than let you go!" ”

"Hahaha, good!" Mordo laughed loudly, "This seat must be as you wish!" ”

Higg walked slowly and with great difficulty, gritted his teeth and reluctantly said, "I am willing to surrender to Lord Moldo!" ”

Without hesitation, Moldor shot a black smoke from his hand towards Shante's forehead, and then said with a smile: "Hahaha, Marshal Shante, this seat said, as you wish, you can go!" ”

Shante suddenly felt a thrill all over his body, and immediately felt a splitting headache, life was worse than death, he seemed to see the gray sky, constantly pressing down on him, turning into a hideous skeletal face, viciously rushing towards himself, just before he got close and stopped, showing a look of contempt and ridicule...... Shante didn't feel his presence at all, he didn't have any resistance, no disgust, no fear of those evil spirits, he seemed to feel that he was becoming brutal, bloody, manic, completely not himself, he tried to find out where his soul was, little by little, but he couldn't find it......

"No—" Shante snarled angrily at Moldor with a look of horror and despair, "what have you done to me?" ”

"Nothing, I just cast a soul spell on you to supervise whether your soul really surrenders to this seat and whether it will be betrayed by this seat!" Mordo was also puzzled, Shante could still quickly resist under his soul curse technique, which really made him a little frightened, even Michael and Benjamin couldn't do it, his soul was indeed too powerful.

"No one can resist the soul curse of this seat, no!" Moldor then laughed confidently, "Hahaha! Marshal Shante, you should feel very honored, this seat has chosen you among thousands of people, you will be famous, all eyes are on you, hahaha! ”

"Damn devil, I said, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!" Shante roared angrily, then hugged his headache again, and curled up in pain, his frightened eyes glaring at Moldor without blinking.

Moldor said, "You want to die? It's not that easy, the will of this seat represents your will, and without the permission of this seat, you can't even be a ghost! You'd better leave now, otherwise, if Marshal Djokov arrives and you want to go, you won't be able to go! ”

Cowering on the ground, Shante slowly stood up obediently, his eyes sometimes full of hatred, sometimes full of obedience, but in the end, he took a difficult step, and staggered away in the direction of the soldiers of the Third Legion who had gone away, faster and faster, more and more steady, until he disappeared into the distance......

"Moldo, why did you let them go!" Djokov didn't know when, he had already led the team to Moldo's side, and under the dark clouds, he asked angrily, "You know, Ben Shuai paid for the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers for this, but you let them go in private, you are blatantly disobeying Ben Shuai's military orders!" ”

"Your Excellency Marshal has won the battle, why bother with a defeated army?" Moldor smiled, "I promise, the living Marshal Shante will definitely be more useful than the dead Marshal Shante, hahaha!" ”

"Hmph, it's you who pretend to be clever again, thinking that your soul curse is omnipotent!" Djokov scoffed, "Didn't Michael and his twelve guards, Benjamin, also break free from your grasp?" You've been injured on Rainbow Island, your strength has been damaged, your soul curse has been greatly reduced, but you still have the whimsical idea to use your control over the enemy to build your own new power! In the eyes of Ben Shuai, everything is not as direct as conquest by force, only strength and violence can solve the problem! ”

"Hahaha, Michael, Benjamin, in your eyes, they all think I'm a failure, but I never think so, they've created enough value for me, that's enough!" Moldor laughed and said, "Marshal, we'll see!" ”

"I'm just warning you, you undead clan are just attached to our powerful Abyss Hell Clan, and you don't have the right to assert your opinions!" Djokov said, "Mordo, if you dare to make any extraneous branches, I will definitely not spare you, and I will not make an example!" ”

"Yes, Marshal!" Moldor said respectfully, "I promise not to make an example!" ”

……

With his remaining 20,000 remnants, Shante marched north to the city of Trenlu, intending to defect to the army of Lieutenant Marshal Colenva.

But surprisingly, in the area between the cities of Holstown and Trenlo, the two armies of Shante and Colenva joined forces!

The city of Trenle, where Colenva was stationed, was also broken by the armies of Tolstoy and Simeone, and Colenva broke out with more than 20,000 men, just in time to encounter Shante's army.

It is a great irony that the two unfortunate brothers of Shante and Colenva, and the remaining remnants of the Third Army, a total of more than 40,000 remnants of the army, have converged in this way......