All the warriors were dead.

They looked blankly at the Wu and Wu disciples who had fallen in the dust, their bodies trembling, and their eyes gradually red.

The alliance warriors couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship when they looked at them, both scared and happy. You must know that if they were defeated this time, then they would be the ones who are now in pain and despair because of the destruction of the tribe.

Thankfully, they were the winners.

Ye Xi took out his tooth knife from the corpse of the Great Witch of the Pig Tribe, looked at the surviving Pig Tribe warrior and shouted: "Your Witch is dead! Put down your weapons, otherwise there will not be a single Pig tribesman alive here!"

The witch died, and the tribe died.

They are a tribe...... It was really destroyed.

"Boom!"

"Boom Boom Boom ......"

Blood-stained spears and bone knives fell to the ground.

The warriors of the tribe shriveled to the ground as if they had lost all their strength, knelt on the blood-stained yellow earth, covered their faces and wept.

The cry was terrible and unbearable.

"Why did you provoke so many tribes?! It's all because of you, the witch is dead, and the pig tribe is dead!"

The Pig Warrior roared angrily at Arri.

Ari's eyes were dilated, and his lips trembled as he stood in place: "I don't know, I don't know......"

His face was covered with a layer of dead ash, completely lost the look and pride he had when he returned to the tribe.

As the warriors of the tribe lost the will to fight, the long insects tied by the silk no longer struggled desperately, lowered their heads, and lay quietly on the ground.

Ye Xi looked at their appearance, and his body, which had been tense, finally relaxed.

He covered his stomach, which was still in severe pain, and slowly sat down on a low rock with a tooth knife.

The chiefs of the various tribes came to Ye Xi's side, holding blood-dripping weapons, standing behind him in a posture of guardian and retinue, looking indifferently at the weeping warriors.

Ye Xi naturally wouldn't wait for the Pig Tribe warriors to vent their emotions, and shouted coldly: "All the Pig Tribal warriors are here!"

The warriors of the tribe remained as if they hadn't heard.

The Alliance fighters raised their brows, pointed their knives at them, and forcibly drove them together one by one.

Ye Xi continued to give orders: "Now, the first-level warrior stands on my left hand, the second-level warrior stands in the middle, the third-level warrior stands on my right hand, and the third-level warrior and above stay in place. ”

The warriors were still immersed in the grief of the fall of the tribe, and their movements were slow and numb.

Seeing this, the Alliance warriors simply went up and rudely stripped off their leather armor, looked at the flame marks on their chests, and then forced them to stand in line according to the number of lines.

"All the captives lie on the ground, their heads in their hands!

Ye Xi said coldly.

The pig warriors gritted their teeth and glared at Ye Xi with red eyes.

The Alliance warriors surrounded them with weapons in hand, and when they saw that they were disobedient, they slashed them violently, and most of them beat them with spears and sticks.

Eventually, the Pig Warrior slowly fell to the ground.

After doing this, the witches who had been staying halfway up the mountain came over on bighorn deer.

Several medical witches looked at Ye Xi's white lips and rotten wounds, and immediately jumped off the back of the deer anxiously and strode forward to help him heal.

Ye Xi waved his hand.

He wanted to settle the prisoners of war first.

There are still more than 3,000 surviving warriors, and if they recover from their pain and disbelief and decide to avenge the witch or run away desperately, the tribal alliance will have to shed a lot of blood.

So, this bomb had to be defused first.

After seeing that the prisoners of war were all standing, Ye Xi glanced at it, and saw that the number of second-level soldiers was the largest, accounting for more than half, and there were many third-level soldiers, and there were about forty fourth-level and fifth-level soldiers combined, but there were not many first-level soldiers.

Ye Xi called Xiaohua.

Xiaohua quickly squeezed through the crowd to reach him.

I saw that its petals were trembling, and it was extremely energetic, and after standing still, I watched the captives in front of me slowly crack their mouths, and the fine roots and whiskers were eagerly scratched like dogs.

"Hum, chirp!"

Pale green saliva trickled down the tiny teeth, and the ground was corroded into terrifying little black holes.

Seeing its gluttony, Ye Xi rubbed his forehead with a headache: "I'm not letting you eat captives!"

“...... Huh?"

The petals hang down visibly with the naked eye.

He shouted aggrievedly again: "Hmph!"

Ye Xi knew that Xiaohua had worked hard since she migrated, and she had hardly eaten enough, so she was inevitably hungry, so she didn't blame it.

He just pointed at those third-level warriors and said, "Xiaohua, you use the vine to pump at each of them, remember to put up the thorns on the vine." ”

The hungry little flower reluctantly dragged her steps up.

A perfunctory whip at everyone.

More than 800 third-level warriors of the Pig tribe who had no weapons gritted their teeth and lay on the ground, accepting the humiliation of being whipped by the small flower vines, and the green tendons on the backs of their hands gradually bulged.

Under the whipping of the vines.

They cleared their minds a little and began to regret their easy surrender.

Once you surrender, you are a slave, and you will be easily beaten, scolded, and humiliated by your master in the future, and even slashed and killed, which is the same existence as cattle and sheep!

Although the tribe is wiped out, they still have so many people, why didn't they take advantage of the chaos to flee just now? Women can still rob again, children can be reborn, what do they care?!

The bold pig warrior looked at his companion who was also lying on the ground next to him with a twinkle in his eyes, and gestured to the other party with his eyes.

They are third-level warriors, and if they riot together and then scatter and escape, there may be a chance!

However, the thought only came to me for a moment.

The next moment, the anesthetic effect in the barbs of the small flower vine was revealed, and they were shocked to find that their bodies were unconscious and could not be controlled!

After all the third-level soldiers were paralyzed, Ye Xi suddenly pointed at those fourth- and fifth-level captives, and said coldly: "Kill all these people!"

Their warriors' faces changed drastically, and they no longer cared about anything else, and suddenly they burst out and wanted to flee.

But the Alliance fighters reacted faster and joined forces to cut off their heads.

Although they were strong, they were small in number, and it didn't take much effort to kill them.

When the remaining warriors saw what happened to their clansmen, they became angry and wanted to resist. But the third-level fighters fell to the ground stiffly, and the remaining first-level and second-level fighters were suppressed in two strokes.

Some of the captives struggled and roared: "Brothers, instead of waiting to be killed by them one by one, it is better to escape desperately now......!"

Before he could finish speaking, his head was cut off.

The rest of the warriors did not dare to roar again, but they all glared at them with fierce, unruly eyes.

Seeing this, Chief Ganqi frowned and asked Ye Xi, "Lord Xiwu, why don't you kill them all?" It is difficult for the warriors to be domesticated into obedient slaves. ”

"yes. Chief Gongtao also persuaded him, "In case they resist in the future, it will be very troublesome, especially those third-level warriors, it will be easy for them to escape when their bodies recover, it is better to kill them now." ”

Ye Xi listened to them quietly.

Then he waved his hand and said in an unquestionable tone: "We will be very short of labor in the future, so keep them." ”

Chief Qianqi's face hesitated: "But ......"

At this moment, heavy footsteps sounded not far away.

It turned out that it was the ordinary people of the White Turtle tribe who had been notified by the Falcon to escort the tribesmen back.

On the back of a huge white turtle, in addition to sitting their people, it also carried the luggage of all their tribes.

Ye Xi retracted his gaze and said to Chief Ganqi and Chief Gongtao: "Don't worry, I have a way to make them unable to escape." ”