"Go up, go up for me!" a knight hiding behind a large rock shouted to his soldiers, his voice revealing despair.

But no one obeyed his orders, and they all hid behind trees or stones, and at worst lay on the ground, covering themselves with shields or the bodies of their teammates, not daring to show their heads out for fear that a deadly bullet would fall on them.

Even if the enemy's accuracy was not good, even if they had long since stopped shooting, the bloodied and mutilated corpses showed that no matter how bad the gunner's accuracy was, the enemy was far superior to them.

At such times, their best option is to hide, and then remain motionless, waiting for the enemy to capture them.

They had long heard that the rebels would not kill prisoners of war at will, and as long as they did not commit any unforgivable sins, at most they would only carry out labor reform, and would not harm their lives.

In that case, what else did they rebel against? The family was not treated too badly under the rule of the rebels, on the contrary, the taxes were very low.

The young dragons unbuckled their guns, pressed the safe, and reluctantly handed the rifles in their hands to the rebel soldiers beside them, and only now did the soldiers breathe a sigh of relief.

Sensing that they were cautiously peeking at them, the drakes were even more proud, raising their heads and flapping their wings to the rear of the group.

After the red dragon cubs left, the soldiers couldn't help but pout, looked at each other, and shrugged helplessly.

It's like playing with a child, and it doesn't even take a lot of acting skills to fool those naïve young dragons - in fact, those young dragons are indeed a group of children, even if they are older than them, they are still a group of children, but the cubs of the red dragon are different from the cubs of humans, and they have adapted to killing since childhood.

If it were a human child who had done these things, they might have felt fear, but now that it was the young dragons of the Red Dragon Clan who did these things, they would not have any psychological pressure when they thought about it.

After retrieving their guns, the other soldiers with swords strode forward, ropes in their hands, and those with guns in their hands followed them.

The battle is over, albeit only by taking advantage of the weapon, but the battle is indeed over!

They walked up to the enemy soldiers, pointed their guns at their heads with black holes, and then made them watch themselves tied up.

Regardless of whether the enemy will resist or not, this is something that must be done, and not all enemies have lost the will to fight, and there are many stunned people who do not give up the fight even at such times.

But this time, no one chose to resist, not even the nobleman who was afraid that he would be shot and killed, and he did not intend to run away - the knight in heavy armor turned into a sieve when he fled, and as long as he was a smart man, he would never make such a stupid choice again.

Grush watched these scenes from afar, his expression indifferent.

The propaganda campaign had already worked, and even the soldiers knew that the rebels would not kill the prisoners of war if they had surrendered.

Not only because of their propaganda, but also because in many battles, they set an example, and not killing prisoners of war has become an indelible label on them.

No matter how much the nobles slandered them, their deeds would inevitably spread with the activities of merchants, mercenaries, and bards.

Where would the soldiers listen to the words of the nobles, for them, the words of merchants and mercenaries and others are the most true.

The nobles relied mainly on the soldiers to block the news, and the soldiers were the easiest to get into the news, as long as the merchants and mercenaries moved their mouths, they could know the news outside the territory.

What they have to do now is to break the fighting spirit of the soldiers under the command of the nobles!

With the guns and food support they received from the Duchy of Sorrowful Wind, they were already invincible - at this time, Grush had already released the news that the land of the Kurt Kingdom had been contaminated, otherwise it would be difficult for the priests to carry out the purification operation.

They also claimed that they had trade channels with other countries, that they could trade grain with other countries, and that they could trade their labor for safe food if they were willing to come under the rule of the rebels.

This can be confirmed by the churches everywhere.

As a result, in recent days, there has been a sudden increase in the number of civilians fleeing to the rebels.

Until now, in the current battle, Grush has seen some trends.

The soldiers' will to fight was generally not strong enough, and the young dragons only fired a few shots, and after killing some of the soldiers, others simply hid, and even threw down their weapons, raised their hands, and signaled 'surrender'.

If the nobles of the Kurt Kingdom did not seek help from devils, demons, or the undead, this might become the norm, and even if the nobles set up overseers in the army, they probably would not be able to prevent the ordinary soldiers from disintegrating their will to fight.

The rule of the rebel army and the rule of the nobility are compared and judged, and they don't even need to think and compare, just by looking at it, they can find out which is more beneficial to them.

When the nobles 'hired' soldiers, they only gave them some money, and exempted them from some taxes, and even the weapons and equipment they had to buy themselves, and the taxes were quite onerous, and they never cultivated their will and faith to fight, and never taught them what they were fighting for.

The reason why this is happening now is not that the soldiers' will is not strong enough, but that a series of actions by the nobles have caused them to fall into this abyss of death.

'Glory' has always belonged only to knights, to their commanders, so why do they fight to the death?

The reason why ordinary soldiers do not have the spirit of dedication is because the nobles are not prepared to give them the corresponding treatment, whether it is 'before death' or 'after death', as long as they see what other soldiers look like after death, it is a person who will feel cold.

The betrayal of the soldiers was a matter of course, it was natural, and if they did not betray in this case, that would be the thing that surprised Grush the most.

After seeing these scenes, Grush made up his mind to get rid of the other 'leaders' of the rebels - because those guys had already started to repeat the mistakes of the past, they were learning from the nobility, and they were preparing to call themselves 'nobles'.

This is not right, this kind of thing must be stopped, otherwise, once the reputation of the rebel army is broken, it will be much more difficult to regain the same reputation!

The trembling nobleman was pressed past Grush by the soldiers, and the paladin glanced at him coldly, causing him to hurriedly bow his head and not dare to look again.

Then, suddenly thinking of something, he suddenly broke free from the soldier's grasp, turned and crashed into the soldier behind him, and ran to Grush's side.

"Lord Grush, you are Lord Grush, right?"

The stolen nobleman staggered back to Grush's side and hurriedly knelt down, "I beg you, please spare my family, you can do whatever you want me, just please spare my family!!!"

Holding the hilt of his sword in his left hand, Grush looked indifferently and saw the slightly obese nobleman knock his head to the ground, then gritted his teeth, straightened up with the strength of his waist, and knocked down again, and the cycle repeatedly.

"If they don't do anything against the law, I'm willing to give them justice. ”

A gleam flashed in his eyes, and Grush said lightly: "I will never be angry with anyone, but even if they have done nothing wrong, they will no longer have the status of nobles, but like commoners, they must be self-reliant." ”

Hearing Grush's words, the nobleman was overjoyed, and with words of thanks in his mouth, he was dragged away by the soldiers.

When they were all gone, Grush bent down and picked up the folded piece of cloth under his feet.

Looking at the material, it should have been torn from the clothes, and when I opened it, I saw the words written in blood inside.

In the eyes of that nobleman, it was an exchange - an exchange for his family's chance of survival!

It seems that the nobleman still doesn't trust him......