In front of the small city gate, countless refugees gathered around with their families and mouths, looking nervously at this side.

At the door, the leaders of the refugees lined up in a row, leading the younger brothers to exchange for military merits.

Sa Laosi, who was guarding in front of the gate, was wearing pitch-black armor, leaning against the city gate with his hands and shoulders motionless, only his blood-red eyes kept scanning the crowd.

At the main entrance, the Soul Hunter is counting the number of heads, extracting and absorbing the soul ghost fire in it, and at the same time giving the corresponding merit points.

Taking refugees into a fight is a good countermeasure that this soulhunter has come up with after communicating with his own people for a long time.

Although Gu Erdan's strict requirements, and even issued a decree, the younger brothers are not allowed to kill their own people and fill up the number indiscriminately, once discovered, they will inevitably be severely punished.

This severe punishment is not a joke, the punishment that Gu Erdan said with a straight face, it will really kill people, and it is completely different from cleaning up the generals in the hee-hee-haha.

So in this kind of big thing, the soul hunter doesn't dare to touch the bottom line.

But again, since there is a policy above, there will be corresponding countermeasures below.

Your Majesty does not allow us to kill our own people, so let's let these own people kill others.

Win! Hello everyone, and I'm good too!

This side solves the trouble, and can go to His Majesty to receive a great military merit.

Refugees who have won battles can also improve their strength.

The two sides are mutually beneficial.

As for losing or hurting a lot?

That's even better, the dead refugees are also military merits!

The only difference is that the dead enemies are brought back with their heads carried, while the refugees who died in battle are brought back with their bodies intact.

The former will be directly converted into energy to cash in to the refugees, while the latter will need to store their souls and hand them over to the Wisdom General to judge whether they are eligible to enter the Illusory God Kingdom.

The reason why this group of refugees dare to fight for their lives is because of the temptation to improve their strength.

The Soul Hunters promised them and their wives and children that they could enter the Illusory Kingdom after being judged and qualified.

Take your life to fight, win to improve your strength, and if you lose, you can reunite with your family in the Illusory God Kingdom.

Rather than being out in the cold, they would rather gamble with their lives.

Quickly count the merits of the battle, and raise the fighters selected by the refugee captain on the opposite side to the corresponding strength.

As the group happily returned to the group, a large number of refugees cheered around them.

The Soul Hunter kept a blank look on his face and looked at the next group.

In her eyes, these guys are not even a ragtag army.

In the eyes of the Soul Hunters, the biggest use of this group of guys is to enter the Illusory God Kingdom and boost the energy of the Undead Empire.

If His Majesty hadn't allowed it, she would have wanted her men to kill them all and exchange them all for military merit.

When the time comes, tens of thousands of high-level ghost knights will be produced, and the speed of obtaining combat merits will not be much faster than that of this group of ordinary people.

It's a pity............

Shaking his head, the Soul Hunter cheered himself up and continued to count his military exploits.

Interests make people crazy, it is only a short period of time, and the previous group of refugees who only dared to surround and curse outside the city even if they were cut off from their way of life have become completely different from refugees at this moment.

They were still stained with blood, holding bloody blades in one hand, and often carrying the enemy's head in the other.

The corpses of their comrades were lined up on one side, and the heads of the enemy were discarded on the other side.

The bloody scene, which was enough to frighten the refugees in the past, weakened their legs and fled in all directions.

Today, everyone is desperately squeezing forward, trying in vain to see what their side is gaining.

Excited, happy, excited, expectant, hopeful.

At this moment, in the eyes of this group of refugees, there is only no fear.

Along with the continuous counting of military exploits, batch after batch of refugees have been strengthened.

This group of refugees is very smart, at least there are definitely smart beings in it.

Knowing that this bit of military merit would not be of any use at all, they chose to use these military merits to make a group of elite troops first.

After the strength is guaranteed, the elite will lead the sea of people to continue to earn military exploits, which will make the next combat exploits snowball, more and more.

This group of elite warriors who were selected were generally strong and well-known men in their team, and they were the pillars they personally selected.

Just when the statistics were being carried out in an orderly manner, and the soul hunter was collecting and squandering military exploits, she suddenly stopped in her movements.

A pair of beautiful eyebrows furrowed, she slowly put down the dead head in her hand, and looked at the officer in front of her expressionlessly.

It was a man in heavy armor, a far cry from the poor defenseless appearance of the refugees.

This guy is a real soldier and the team is well equipped.

He looked sideways at the group of more than a thousand people in uniform armor behind him, and then at the trophies next to him.

The Soul Hunter didn't speak, just sighed to his lover.

Sa Laosi, who was leaning against the wall with his hands on his shoulders, slowly looked up at her when he heard the words.

"Is something wrong?"

"Well, there was a little surprise."

Fiddling with the head on the table, the Spirit Hunter's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly looked up at the officer in front of him.

"By the way, didn't you go out with a group of refugees? What about them? ”

Seeing the officer who redeemed the military merit card here, his face had begun to turn pale at this moment.

Hearing this, he swallowed nervously, and the officer was just about to speak, but he didn't want to be a soul hunter and waved his hand.

"Forget it, I'd rather believe the words of the soul than your excuses, and kill your own people to make a contribution, right? Do you know who His Majesty hates the most? ”

A pair of scarlet eyes locked on the officer's face, and the voice of the soul hunter gradually became cold.

"That's the one who lied to him! You're not looking for death! You're trying to drag us to die with you! ”

As the Soul Hunter's voice fell, the officer understood that the matter had been completely revealed.

As the private army of the nobles, they were originally full of joy and planned to take care of a small regular army nearby.

It's a pity that after seeing that the other party is overwhelming, they are very directly cowardly.

But you can't go back in vain and lose to that group of mud legs.

In the end, the gang set their sights on the cannon fodder refugees who came with them and wanted to mix up the military exploits.

As an officer, he actually didn't approve of this matter, mainly because he didn't think that this method could be concealed.

But I can't stand that group of nobles, I have to do this.

Seeing the incident at the east window, the officers couldn't care so much.

The sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and the officer's eyes widened and he suddenly stepped forward, ready to take down this terrifying woman first.

It's just that as soon as he moved, the figure of Sa Laosi leaning against the wall next to him had already turned into mist and dispersed.

Appeared, and the sword shrouded in mist flashed! Cut off the officer's head in an instant!

Then the figure flickered, and the black mist swirled and collapsed around like a violent wind, mixed with the faint figure of Sa Laosi.

A few seconds later, the thick black mist flew back to the city gate again, and Sa Laosi, who was leaning against the city gate with his hands on his shoulders, was silent, only the red light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

All around, more than two dozen subordinates who followed the officer over and drew their weapons fell to the ground in unison.

Either they were cut in half or beheaded, and their bodies were still eroded by the black mist to a shriveled surface, and when they fell to the ground, they were no longer silent.

The sudden killing here made the surroundings silent.

The soul hunter sitting at the table collected the souls in those skulls with a calm expression and stored them.

After doing all this, he said lightly.

"Violation of His Majesty's decrees, capital offense, killing."

As the words fell, the eyes of more than a hundred ninth-order ghost knights standing motionless next to them suddenly lit up with a dazzling red light.