In another slave camp, more than two dozen disheveled men were pressed into the open space in the middle of the camp, each kneeling on the ground with their hands cut behind their backs. Behind them, a dozen men stood with long knives in their hands.

They wept bitterly, trembled, or shouted. But the hundreds of men and women behind Xiao Chen were silent, just looking at them nervously and silently.

Since Xiao Chen had gained an advantage in numbers, he no longer pretended to be a slave, but announced his identity as a magician, declaring that he would be the leader of these people and would lead them out of the camp. Since he is the leader, he naturally has to exercise the rules, and the one who is kneeling in front of him is the fool who hit the muzzle of his gun.

Roger stood beside Xiao Chen and announced the verdict loudly: "Among these people, five people robbed property and killed others, four people ** women, and three people set fire to the house and burned several people. This all violated Lord Xiao Chen's rules, so they were all executed. ”

There was a burst of cries and cries among the kneeling people, but Roger waved his hand without giving them a chance to speak.

With his movements, more than a dozen steel knives fell, blood sprayed, and half of the kneeling people lost their heads. Others, who knelt beside them, had committed relatively minor crimes and were dragged to be tied up. Xiao Chen didn't have time to punish these people one by one, so he used this kind of spiritual punishment that has existed since ancient times, plus a whip.

Kneeling on the execution ground and waiting for the verdict, wondering if he was the one who was executed, feeling the knife wind blowing in his face, watching his head fall to the ground close at hand, and his knees soaked with blood, is definitely a thing to challenge the psychological limit. Most of these people who escaped for their lives were so frightened that they cried out loudly, as if they were crazy, and even ran feces and urine.

This scene also shocked the rest of the audience enough. Many people lowered their heads and discussed, looking at Xiao Chen and Roger with awe in their eyes.

The knifeman retreated, and more than a dozen strong men with whips ran up again, and the crackling of the whip into the flesh and the screams of ghosts and wolves rang out everywhere.

"My lord, isn't it almost there? I have killed a lot of people today. Roger asked in a whisper.

"Do you think that I killed too many people? too harsh?" Xiao Chen asked rhetorically.

"No, these people are already undisciplined, and when they get out of the cage all of a sudden, they are even more careless. If you can't deter them, you can't crumple them together. But...... Whoever kills and sets fire to it will cut it down. But isn't it too harsh to die because of a woman? We have been all the way, and most of us have been executed because of women. There are many more masters killed than subdued, and many of them are fighting and bloodline warriors, even if they are placed in the imperial army, they can be good officers and soldiers. ”

"Who called these masters the leaders of the team, we severely punish the first evil, naturally we can't let them go. Seeing that you look distressed, do you think that your army has no taboos in these matters?"

Roger said sincerely: "The army only wants soldiers to fight bravely to kill the enemy, and it can't care so much. And many times, if you don't promise the fighter to vent after winning. The battle could not be fought. Even if...... Even my subordinates have done the same thing in enemy countries. ”

Seeing Xiao Chen's face tense, Roger explained again: "As far as I know, all armies are like this. The elites directly under the empire and kingdom are better, and if it is the lords' own team, it is even more unbearable. ”

"Sure enough, it's an army in the feudal era. Xiao Chen sighed and said.

"What do you say?"

"Don't care. I would say that there are indeed armies that are not like this. An army with clear goals and strict discipline is more effective than an army that relies on instinct and desire. I've got a charter here, and you can listen to it. Xiao Chen simply said the "three disciplines and eight attentions" to Roger.

Roger was surprised to hear this, these entries seem simple, just to make you an obedient and good person, but he has led the soldiers, but he knows how difficult it is to really do this. At least, he didn't know where to find such soldiers, could it be an army of sages?

"Haha, sage? This is an army of ordinary peasants, many of whom may not be as good as some of us in front of us. ”

"Is this possible? How harsh is the management of the army...... You do that today. Is it to make a team like that with these people?"

"Why not? I believe that the world would be a better place if there was such an army. Xiao Chen remembered that in the face of many disasters, the soldiers of the People's Liberation Army bravely moved forward and rushed to the front line. As a reporter, he once stood among them, and saw with his own eyes that when the disaster relief was evacuated, the aunt threw food into the truck, and the uncle waved his hand and shouted, 'Thank you, you must come and sit in the future!' He smiled a little nostalgically and said, "However, it's a little early to mention this. The first lesson in blood today is just to make all these people understand what discipline is and what the price of violating it is. You remember, discipline is the only reliance on a dozen of us to control a few thousand rabble. ”

The flogging in the middle of the camp was over, and the bloodied fellows were helped down and bandaged with some simple bandages.

"Let's go, this group of more than 200 people has been swallowed up by us, and there shouldn't be much left. Pick out the strong and let them continue with us. The rest of the old and the women were brought to the meeting point to be taken to the care of Jacob and Luna. ”

Xiao Chen led the team around the bazaar, fought more than a dozen encounters, large and small, gathered more than four thousand slaves and civilians, and the team grew like a snowball. When he returned to the camp of the Dyne family again, there were already more than two hundred warriors behind him who could fight, of which seven or eight were beginner fighting spirits, and there were three or four bloodline warriors with good bloodlines.

Under the strong deterrence of the magician, these people are quite obedient, and with the master of Roger, they have almost caught up with the mercenary team that Xiao Chen recruited in Suero at the beginning.

As they marched to Juan's fort, they met Steward Cohen, who was waiting there.

"Lord Xiao Chen, Lord Luo Ling has reached an agreement with the few remaining slave traders, as long as you can evacuate the camp with these slaves and hand over some of the slave leaders who killed people and set fires. They can be sold to you as slaves. ”

"Good. It seems that you have had a fruitful conversation. The slaves are almost all controlled by us, and most of the culprits have already been punished. But I can give them enough heads as proof. ”

"Lord Luo Ling also asked me to continue to run the slave business here and help you deal with the follow-up. Cohen bowed.

Xiao Chen was a little surprised, it seemed that their results had exceeded expectations. A woman who has played with Suero for a month. He was just about to meet with Cohen and the slave traders. Suddenly, a soldier in charge of the investigation ran in front of him, and he reported: "My lord, listen to a few slaves who have been scattered in front of you. There was a large group of slaves who had been storming the camp of the Oaks family for a long time. ”

"Maybe it's Ralph them. We walked around the market and didn't see him. Roger guessed.

"Let's go, Cohen, come with us and see. This should be the last group of slaves to be subdued. ”

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Saryl regretted it.

It shouldn't have been too much time to deal with Elaina.

She didn't expect that the slaves who had fallen into the chaos would pull up the line so quickly. I didn't expect that this team would be led by a master like Ralph.

When the group came out of the secret passage, they happened to be blocked by Ralph, who was rummaging through the cabinets and looking for treasure. And the mercenaries who were supposed to meet them outside had fallen in a pool of blood.

Although, several elves wore cloaks to hide their faces. But Ralph still saw at a glance that these were six women with slender bodies and outstanding temperaments.

That wildness and spirituality, nurtured by nature, have a fatal attraction to these men in every gesture.

When a sharp-eyed guy saw the delicate face and long ears under the cloak, all the slaves boiled. Elves represent not only perfect appearance, but also countless gold coins, mysterious magical items, and rare knowledge.

This is the most valuable gem in the Oaks camp!

Ralph's men shouted "Grab these elves!" and pounced on Sharyl and the party like a tidal wave.

Thor and a dozen of his mercenaries formed a defensive line. However, Ralph was far more powerful than Thor in his hands, and there were seven or eight less combative warriors under him. The battle of Thor's team was dangerous from the start.

Ralph's sword is still so fast, he doesn't fight Thor, but constantly raids Thor's men. Several of the mercenaries were killed by Ralph in battles with others. Soon, a third of Thor's warriors fell. Thor himself was entangled by two opponents of equal strength, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Saryl planted another seed, but as soon as it sprouted a seedling, it was cut off by a cyan sword light.

"You're still a nature mage, but you're too slow to stand a chance in front of me!" Ralph said with a sinister smile to Saril Sue.

Sharyl was not reconciled, but after three or four attempts, the seeds were destroyed in Ralph's hands.

She knew in her heart that the Ralph in front of her was an extremely terrifying enemy in the melee. If it weren't for the fact that he wanted her, the sword would have slashed her neck.

One by one, the mercenaries fell, and those who stood were wounded. Although they also took out some slaves, there were too many opponents.

Outnumbered and outnumbered, the mercenaries began to waver.

"Miss Sharyl, we can't stand it, the enemy is too strong. We must surrender. Thor said, struggling to parry the attack.

"Do you know what it means for us to surrender now?" said Sharyl, furious.

"If we don't surrender, we'll all die. Thor burst into vindictiveness, and with a roundabout slashed away several of his besiegers, and shouted at Ralph, "We surrender, stop fighting." I still have a desperate trick that doesn't work, but I want to negotiate! Let my people go, whatever you want!"

Ralph squinted at the tall mercenary, as if judging the threat posed by his fight. Stabbed another mercenary to death, Ralph put away his sword and roared, "Stop!"

But the slaves were red-eyed, and he called several times, before the ones really stopped.

Ralph looked at the scarred Thor in front of him and emphatically said, "The elves have to stay." ”

"All I need is my mercenaries. Thor gasped.

"Is this the credibility of your human race?" asked Saryl angrily when she saw that she had been abandoned by such a betrayal.

Thor glanced at her, but was burned by her forced gaze, he turned his head and said, "Miss Sharyl, your request is to rescue your people from the Oakes family, and now that the Oakes family is dead, your people have also been rescued. As for fighting these people, it's not in our agreement. Six of my team have died for you, and that's all we can do. ”

Saryl was so angry that she couldn't speak, and her snow-white cheeks were already flushed.

Thor turned a blind eye to her and turned around to take the people away, but was stopped by Ralph's sword, "Leave your weapons and armor and roll." ”

Several of the mercenaries all looked ashamed, and they had already lost face by escaping like this. If even the guys who eat are taken away, then there is really no need for them to mix in this business anymore. They all looked at Thor, hoping he would say something.

However, Thor seemed to have completely resigned himself to his fate today, and he stuck his sword and a dagger into the ground, and then removed his leather armor and placed them beside him. And let his subordinates do the same. When there was only one cloth coat left on his body, he said to Ralph, "I hope you will count, my fighting skills don't need weapons." ”

Ralph sneered and waved his hand behind him, the slaves got out of the way, and the mercenaries fled after Thor.

The encirclement closes again, and Ralph prepares to force Saryl into submission again. But at first glance, something seemed wrong with the elven mage.