"Kill—"

Ten people stepped up side by side, shot at the same time, the same crackling, the action was uniform, the sharp blade of the three-meter-long Mo knife carried the momentum of killing everything, the knife light was fierce, and the momentum was like a meteor.

The Turks fought with blood and bravery, ruthless, and did not know how to fight at all, and rushed up in a swarm, but the momentum was full, but there was no formation, no cooperation, and the weapons in their hands were only two feet, where could they stop it.

"Puff puff!"

The sound of flesh being torn apart by metal rang out, accompanied by screams.

In the blink of an eye, ten people lay on the ground, and without waiting for the Turks to react, the Mo knife reversed, and cut down ten more people, and then, the Mo knife continued to flip, and so on, the left and right cracks and slashed like a windmill spinning, crushing all the way up.

An inch long, an inch strong.

What's more, the Mo knife is three meters long, which is much longer than the Turkic weapons, plus the ten captains are powerful, the knife skills are skilled, dare to fight and rush, and no one can stop them.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people were lying on the ground.

The terrifying killing methods shocked the Turks, and they were all a little confused.

I don't know who yelled something, but the Turks who were fighting quickly dispersed, detouring on both sides, and instantly surrounded the ten people, so that they would be attacked on their backs, and the danger would increase greatly.

Luo Ying was not afraid of the situation at all, snorted coldly, and shouted: "Round formation." ”

Ten people quickly dispersed, and the word array turned into a circle formation in a blink of an eye, back to back, everyone still only needed to face the enemy in front of them, and handed over their backs to their brothers, and the Mo knife flew over, reflecting the moonlight, cold and cold.

Not to be outdone, the Turks rushed forward with great ferocity.

But in the face of the more powerful Mo Dao, ferocity is in vain, and more than two dozen corpses lay on the ground in a blink of an eye, and the Turks were red-eyed, and they were unwilling to rush and fight, and some people began to release cold arrows.

Luo Ying knocked a feather arrow with a knife, and was not angry, cold arrows are also a way of fighting, there is nothing to complain about, he quickly glanced at the remaining dozens of people, it was no longer worrying, and shouted: "Scatter!" ”

Ten people quickly rushed forward, abandoning the circle formation to fight alone, the Mo knife rotated rapidly, crushing forward like a meat grinder, no one could stop it, and the stumps and flesh on the ground were directly killed, and blood was splashed.

Luo Ying killed the last person he could see in front of him, looked around the audience, and all a hundred people had been killed, and he was suddenly arrogant, and he shouted: "Who else is not convinced?" ”

Domineering, arrogant, and rebellious!

The Turks were shocked by this terrifying killing method, and their faces changed drastically, and they instinctively took two steps back, for fear that the terrifying Mo knife would crack down.

"Who else?" Luo Ying was full of momentum and his eyes were cold.

The Turks retreated again, and they were all killed.

Ten people lightly killed a hundred people, and it took only a few dozen breaths before and after, this kind of killing method is unheard of, isn't it a head?

The shaman also looked at Luo Ying with a shocked face, his body was shaking, he was suppressed by this terrifying method, ten people can kill a hundred people, and the other party has more than five hundred people, wouldn't it be easy to kill more than five thousand people? This is still a simple algorithm, in fact, once more than 500 Mo knives join forces, no matter how many people can block it.

"Convincing or not?" Luo Ying's cold gaze locked on the shaman, and he continued to fight if he didn't agree with each other, and Luo Ying showed confidence and pride in this battle.

Surrender.

If you don't accept it, you will be killed!

The shaman's face kept changing, he was unwilling, he turned to look at the few clan elders and chiefs around him, everyone was also ugly, no one was willing to surrender as a slave, but if he didn't surrender, he would die, or even exterminate the clan.

A man said: "Lord Shaman, in order to reproduce, we have no choice, not to mention that it is not bad to take refuge in the strong, at least life will be better in the future, anyway, my king has sent a conscription order, and wants us to be cannon fodder, it is better to take refuge in them, maybe we can escape the catastrophe." ”

"That's right, if you don't take refuge in them, we will all have to die, without us, the tribe will perish, not to mention that I want us to be cannon fodder, both left and right are dead, it's better to take refuge in them, since these people want to co-opt us, they will definitely not let us die easily, all for the sake of reproduction."

"It's all about reproduction." A few more people approved.

Everyone spoke Turkic dialect, Luo Ying couldn't understand it, and looked at the translator.

Without waiting for the interpreter, the shaman took the initiative to say: "We admit defeat, what do you want to do?" ”

Seeing that they admit defeat, Luo Ying put down his heart, but he didn't know what to do next, thinking of Qin Huaidao's means of closing the begging department, he had some thoughts in his heart, and said: "The young and strong men put down their weapons and gather together to wait, and the others are not allowed to come out when they go back to their respective yurts, otherwise they will be killed." ”

The shaman wasn't sure what Luo Ying wanted to do, but he knew that he had no bargaining chips to negotiate, so he could only obey, and immediately said something to everyone in Turkic for a while, and many people said something loudly, as if they were not convinced, but they were reprimanded by the shaman for a few words, and several clan elders and chiefs also came out to say something, as if they were comforting.

Luo Ying was worried about fraud and looked at the translator.

The interpreter hurriedly whispered: "My lord, they are persuading the clansmen, everyone is a little unconvinced, and they ask for a death battle, and the shaman says that the lord is."

The strong, follow the strong to live better in the future, the Turks advocate the strong as the respect, and the loss of the adults is powerful, ten people can easily kill a hundred people, and they will be shocked, otherwise I don't know what will happen. ”

Luo Ying nodded, as long as he was persuading, he didn't urge, and played a series of tactical sign language, signaling everyone to be careful and kill if necessary.

After a while, the shaman seemed to convince everyone.

The Turkic man put down his weapons and gathered in an open area, while the others returned to the yurt to wait for processing, Luo Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said to the shaman: "You will be glad to have chosen today in the future." ”

"Can you tell me who you are now?" The shaman asked with a bitter face.

"Not yet!"

Luo Ying bluntly refused, mainly because he didn't know how Qin Huaidao would deal with this tribe, this operation was carried out quietly, and there was no report, if he lost, he didn't know how to explain to Qin Huaidao, but fortunately, it was quite smooth, and added: "There are a lot of Tang slaves in your tribe, right?" ”

"There are more than a thousand men and women together."

"someone, call all the slaves over." Luo Ying said.

The shaman didn't know why, but thinking that the other party might be a Tang person, it was not strange to want to release the Tang slaves, and said a few words to a man, the other party nodded in agreement, and the warrior who controlled the other party looked at Luo Ying, and Luo Ying advised: "Take him over, if there is anything wrong, kill him directly." ”

"Understood." The other party said yes and escorted the person forward.

Luo Ying looked at the women: "Can you little ladies help to take a look, don't leave one behind." ”

"Okay, let's go!" Several women helped each other to their feet and followed.

They are all slaves in the same tribe, so they are naturally familiar with the situation, and with these women identifying, they will naturally not miss a single person.

After waiting for a while, a large number of slaves came, there were men and women, the male described as withered, the body was stiff, at first glance, it was caused by heavy physical work, the woman's face was like a vegetable, walking staggeringly, as if the soul was being pumped out, and the lamp was about to run out, everyone looked at Luo Ying and the others blankly.

Luo Ying couldn't bear it in his heart, but he didn't know how to persuade him, so he decided to follow Qin Huaidao's way, and greeted him and shouted: "Everyone, I am a Tang person." ”

A sentence of the Tang people instantly shortened the distance between everyone, and the slaves' eyes had a different light.

Someone couldn't help but ask: "But the prince of the imperial court called, save me?" ”

Luo Ying hurriedly said: "It's not the imperial army, but you are saved, if you are still bloody, pick up the whispered weapons, help guard those Turkic prisoners, and if you want to go home after dawn, you can bring some dry food and horses back, and if you don't want to go back, stay behind, follow us to kill the Turks, and take revenge." ”

Everyone was a little disappointed when they heard that it was not the imperial army that was killed.

But as soon as he heard that he was saved, he suddenly rejoiced in his heart, and picked up his weapons and looked at the Turkic men gathered together, his eyes were full of hatred and anger, and he surrounded them, and even many women picked up knives and went up, with a posture of wanting to kill, although his hands were shaking, but his eyes were firm.

After many years of enslavement, who has no hatred in their hearts?

Luo Ying was not worried at all that everyone's action would stimulate the Turkic people to resist, and the big deal was to kill them all, and the eldest husband should have revenge, so he quickly played a few sign languages to remind everyone to prepare for battle.

At this time, the woman who wanted to kill the tribal leader with her own hands to avenge her own hands stepped forward and persuaded her: "Don't worry, everyone, there are many Turks, and it is not easy to control the situation, if you force them to resist again, everyone will not survive, and finally have a chance to survive, bear with it, don't spoil the good thing of the adults who saved us." ”

Another woman also stepped forward to persuade her: "That's right, we've waited so long, I'm not afraid to wait one more night, those adults who saved us must have something to do, but we can't spoil them." ”

As soon as everyone heard that it made sense, they all looked at Luo Ying.

Luo Ying also wanted to kill all these Turkic men to avenge everyone, but thinking of Qin Huaidao's plan and Luo Tong's advice, he was a little hesitant in his heart.

"You're going to kill us all?" The shaman asked warily.

Luo Ying was still hesitating, afraid of Qin Huaidao's big event, but when he heard this, he suddenly became angry, and scolded coldly: "What about killing the light? ”

"You?" The shaman's face turned pale with anger.

"What are you? If you dare to enslave me, the Tang people should have the consciousness of death. Luo Ying scolded unceremoniously.

"Aren't you afraid that we will sacrifice our lives to fight back?"

"You can try, it's a big deal to kill them all." Luo Ying didn't let it go at all.