The chase was sprinkled with blood, countless wounded and stragglers of human knights died tragically under the blades of Saiyan warriors, and less than half of the knights finally rushed out of the stone forest alive, but they were greeted with piercing despair.

When Xia Zuo walked out of the stone forest with the excited Saiyan warriors, who had not yet recovered from the panic, they gathered into a circle again, and although they were still afraid, they still pointed their swords at Xia Zuo and surrounded the noble nobles in the middle of the team.

As soon as Xia Zuo raised his hand, the soldiers behind him immediately stopped, and more than 500 people spread out in a fan shape to surround the human expeditionary force of more than 2,000 people.

Xia Zuo took a step forward from the mountain, and the Saiyan warriors followed, while the human warriors in the front row squeezed into the crowd behind him in fear.

"You cowardly wastes are not as good as the despicable orcs of the wasteland, they only have such a small number of people, fight with them!" Suddenly, a knight in ornate armor raised his sword and roared loudly, trying to lift the momentum of the team from low to low.

Smiling coldly, the figure flickered behind a row of afterimages, and the figure suddenly appeared in front of the heroic knight like a ghost, pinching his neck with an iron pincer-like palm, and the figure flew out of the human camp in a flash, between the lightning and flint, most of the human beings did not understand what had happened, Xia Zuo had already pinched the heroic knight back to his original position.

The powerful strange force of "Kaka" easily broke the knight's hands and feet, and the broken white bones pierced out of the twisted flesh.

"He's yours!" casually tossed the muddy howling knight behind him. Naturally, there were impatient Saiyan warriors cheering and surrounding.

The miserable howls and wild and wanton laughter behind him made Xia Zuo's soft and delicate face look cold and hideous, and his eyes scanned the crowd full of gurgling sounds, and none of his eyes dared to look at him, "Who else?"

In the northwest wind, there was a faint smell of urine, Xia Zuo glanced at the human warrior who was like a chilling cicada, and the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of disdain and sneered, "Surrender or die, I'll give you a choice!"

"Let our noble bloodlines surrender to you murderous beasts," the small voices in the crowd trembled to themselves, perhaps realizing that their whispered words were too clear in the silence of the crowd, and the owner of the voice hurriedly shut up.

was swept over by Xia Zuo's cold gaze. The human warrior who touched Xia Zuo's gaze hurriedly shook his head and avoided it in a panic. For fear that Xia Zuo would mistake him for talking and fall into the same fate as the knight who was still wailing.

"Who is it?" Xia Zuo's fierce aura from the Saiyans flashed, and the panicked crowd immediately dispersed to both sides, leaving only a fat man in gorgeous armor covered in sweat. Standing alone in the middle of the crowd. His face turned pale. The poor ghost, dazed and helpless, was none other than Viscount Perras.

"There is even a valiant nobleman?" Xia Zuo stepped forward slowly, his gentle smile far more terrifying than the howl of the orcs.

"I surrender! I surrender!" Perras just said to himself. Where did he think that he would attract the attention of this killer, his teeth trembled, his fat legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground and shouted, "Please don't kill me, I'm a nobleman! I'm a nobleman! I'm willing to pay you a ransom, 20,000, 30,000, 40,000, as many as you want, please don't kill me!"

"You have made a wise choice, if you are willing to pay a ransom of 100,000 gold coins, I can spare your life and let you go back to Rodman to continue your drunken life!" The ugliness of humility disgusted Xia Zuo, but at a time like this, such a person was needed to set an example.

"One hundred thousand?" Viscount Perras's small eyes were stunned by Xia Zuo's lion's wide offer, although he was a nobleman with a small territory, one hundred thousand gold coins was not a small amount for him.

"Do you think it's too much? Then forget it!" Xia Zuo deliberately put on a cold posture, which frightened Viscount Perras into a sudden agitation.

"Not much! Not much! I give! I give!" "No matter how much money is lost in life, it is useless to leave it in the world, just gold, as long as you go back and double the tax, you can scavenge it back from those mud legs.

"Very good!" Xia Zuo nodded kindly, "Turn in your weapons and armor, follow yourself to the back of the team, if you dare to make any extra moves, I will interrupt your hands and feet to feed the wolves, you are such a fat and fluffy meat, but the favorite delicacy of those hungry wolves!"

Xia Zuo's soft threat frightened the viscount's face pale, his head shook like a rattle, and his fat face shook "Don't dare to move! Don't dare to move!" skillfully took off his gorgeous and delicate armor, handed it to Bigu behind Xia Zuo, trembled and hugged his body, and ran to the orc team and stood motionless.

"Who else is there now?" Xia Zuo turned his head to look around at the remaining warriors who were looking around, and under the ferocious aura, with the precedent of Viscount Perras in front of him, he heard a crisp sound of "clanging", and one after another human warriors dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground.

"Very well, hand in your weapons and armor yourself, and arrange them neatly at the back of the line, as well as your honorable lords, the viscount needs to pay me a ransom of 100,000 gold coins each, 80,000 gold coins for the baron, 50,000 gold coins for the lord, and 20,000 gold coins for the knights. Every time Xia Zuo broke out a price, a few people in the crowd couldn't help but turn pale with distress, this damn Munk, he was even more greedy than those notorious Foxes.

The soldiers handed over their weapons and armor in an orderly manner, and as a group of soldiers with only white linings left on their bodies walked to the back of the ranks, the last remaining knights of more than 200 people in the encirclement with swords and standing still suddenly became conspicuous.

Nearly half of them were knights in delicate armor, holding tower shields and swords to form a circle, protecting the pale-faced Count Meglor in the middle, as knights of the noble Primel family, they would not let these savage and filthy orcs trample on the honor of the family even if they died in battle.

Xia Zuo waved his hand, and the warriors around him who couldn't wait slowly drew their weapons, and a hoarse roar of excitement came out from the depths of their throats.

"Wait a minute, I'll surrender!" Meglor, who was about to bargain with Xia Zuo, saw that Xia Zuo had no intention of asking again, and immediately shouted eagerly, "You can count it! I am willing to pay you a ransom!"

As for the glory of the family, in the face of life, let the useless glory of the family die!

"Lord Count," the knight beside Count Meglor cried out in pain, looking at Meglor's face full of disappointment.

"Shut up, drop your weapon!" Unceremoniously reprimanded the knight who dared to stop him, Meglor turned to Xia Zuo, and said with a little arrogance, "You can make an offer! No matter how much it is, I will pay you!"

Prim was one of the largest families in the Rodman Empire, and even if he was only a son of a side line, Meglor's wealth was not comparable to that of other rural nobles.

Hundreds of thousands of gold coins? He went to an auction house casually and lost more than this amount of gold coins.

"Alas!" the knights beside Meglor looked at each other, sighed helplessly, and threw away their weapons.

"Count Meglore is a great nobleman from the Primel family, how can such a noble bloodline be measured by gold coins?" Xia Zuo didn't care about Meglor's pride, but secretly complimented Meglor, which immediately made Meglore even more proud, but he didn't expect that Primel's name was even known among the savage and ignorant orcs.

"I heard that Lord Earl did not hesitate to offer precious fighting skills as a reward in order to catch me, I like to study fighting skills the most, since Lord Earl has a family history, then take a fighting skill as a ransom!" Xia Zuo said easily, but Count Meglor's face quickly turned pale, not only let the family fighting skills be passed on, but also introduced to Kampas, so he shuddered when he thought about it.

"No! Absolutely not!" "The head rattles like a rattle, "the fighting skills are spread, the elders of the family will kill me, you can have as much money as you want! I have a lot of money! 200,000? 300,000! As long as you open your mouth!"

"In that case, then I can only be embarrassed, I only hope that your noble body will not be eaten too ugly by the wolves on the wasteland!" Xia Zuo spread his hands with a disappointed expression, signaling the warriors to prepare to attack, and the knights once again hurriedly picked up their weapons that had been thrown on the ground.

"Alright!Alright! Damn! Damn! Those old ghosts will definitely kill me!" Meglor howled angrily, throwing the thin sword studded with various gems on the ground, "But I can only give you a silver fighting skill at most, and I can't touch the more advanced ones, if you are not satisfied, then you can kill me now!"

Xia Zuo's face was expressionless, but there were already monstrous waves in his heart, and even his heartbeat was unnatural for a few breaths.

This is really an unexpected joy, originally he planned to be able to blackmail a bronze high-level fighting skill, after all, even if it is the afterimage slash that he often uses now, it is only a bronze low-level fighting skill, even with Xia Zuo's current strength, he has not yet fully exerted the power of the afterimage slash, if there is a silver fighting skill, then Xia Zuo's strength can definitely soar at the current level.

"Deal!" Xia Zuo's face bloomed with a bright smile, and he stretched out his hand to greet the Saiyan warrior behind him, "Take off your armor for Lord Earl, and let Walden bring a war horse to Lord Count to travel!" (To be continued......)