People like to use the storm to crash on the dam to describe the cavalry storming the infantry phalanx.

And now the situation of the charioteers is different, as if the mudslide rushing down has flooded the houses at the foot of the mountain, and as soon as Mo Xuan's chariot convoy passes, the entire werewolf transport team will disappear.

The werewolves, the slaves who carried all kinds of goods on their backs, and the livestock that stayed in the middle of the ranks were all gone, and the withered yellow grass from the sky appeared bewitching flowers of flesh and blood, and even the best painter could not paint a cruel picture of this moment.

"Divide, turn. On the front chariot, a soldier holding a red and green flag waved the flag in his hand continuously, and then the huge convoy seemed to be split from the middle, drawing two graceful arcs and reflexively attacking the werewolf team again.

Where the original werewolf team was, a few sparse werewolves stood in place, looking at their companions with their dull eyes, and they still couldn't accept in their hearts how their companions who were fine just now had changed.

"Ahh Suddenly, a werewolf roared, and he threw his weapon on the ground, and his legs clamped the wolf under him, and he fled frantically.

The werewolf's escape woke up the few remaining werewolves around and understood their situation, like the werewolves just now.

Is it just that Mo Xuan will allow them to escape?

A few rays of cyan light suddenly flashed in the chariot ranks, and several sharp wind blades struck at them.

And the fleeing werewolves don't know what is happening behind them, the only thing they can do is to drive the wolf under them to accelerate, accelerate and accelerate, it's a pity that their escape speed is not as fast as the wind blade, and the reason why magicians can gain a foothold in this world is that they can adjust the speed, height and direction of magic flight through mental power, otherwise a magician risking his life and spending a long time chanting magic to fall short under the enemy's dodge, wouldn't it be embarrassing and embarrassing.

The god of fate did not bless these werewolves again, and the sharp wind blade flew by, and the light of the wind blade became dim, in exchange for the fleeing ronin who left his upper body on the ground, and their lower body was still on the wolf's body and fled into the distance.

"Stop. The chariot came to a slow stop at the driver's command.

The barbarian jumped off the chariot, waving the weapon in his hand to check if the werewolves on the ground were all dead, this was also Mo Xuan's teaching, he didn't want to let go of the surviving werewolves because of a momentary negligence to hinder his own actions.

Fortunately, the barbarians did not have the notion that they could not desecrate corpses, and readily accepted this order, and at the same time they also accepted the order to collect all kinds of valuable items.

Weapons, armor, living wolves and livestock, leftover fodder, and scarce supplies were all put on chariots under the barbarians' raids.

"Vomit, vomit, vomit, vomit. "Chebman vomited very badly, although the barbarians have not hunted all kinds of animals these days, Chebman did not have any opinion when he saw the corpses of these animals, he thought that his bearing capacity was not bad, looking at the flesh all over the ground Chebman's face was pale, and now he overestimated his bearing.

At the same time, there are also those young magicians who rarely go to battle, and as for Coubert, his face is also pale, and his chest is constantly rising and falling, and it seems that this war has not lightly stimulated him.

"Don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender... A shrill voice rang out in a corner, and the accent of this voice was very awkward, as if he didn't often speak the lingua franca of humanity.

A barbarian trotted all the way and asked Mo Xuan what to do.

"Let him come, I'm going to have a good talk with him. Mo Xuan said.

After a while, an elderly werewolf was escorted to Mo Xuan by two barbarians each two his size.

"I don't know what you think, humans and werewolves are feuding, I've rarely heard of humans or werewolves surrendering to each other, and you can guess from comparison, we're on a clearing mission, just like you werewolves attack other races, do you think I'll keep you?" Mo Xuan looked at the werewolf kneeling on the ground with a playful smile on his face.

The werewolf raised his head to look at Mo Xuan, listening to Mo Xuan's words, the wolf's face began to slowly change color, he knew that what Mo Xuan said was right, and he would not leave a useless captive if he changed himself.

"Of course, I'm different from other humans, you can see by the color of my hair and my eyes, I'm from afar, and my hometown hasn't clashed with you, in other words, I don't really hate werewolves. Mo Xuan said slowly, the werewolf's face began to change, the frustration disappeared, and a glimmer of hope began to radiate.

However, Mo Xuan didn't give him a chance to speak, and continued to speak: "However, you have also seen our situation, we are a surprise attack team, and our supply is very difficult, which means that we will not raise idlers, now tell me your use, if not, I am sorry." After speaking, Mo Xuan shrugged, turned his back to stop looking at the old werewolf, and went to the guard beside him to learn about the situation. Leaving behind the ever-changing expression of the werewolf, the pressure in the werewolf's heart has never been so great, and he has never faced such a difficult problem to choose in his humble life.

In the procession, Chebman moved his eyes to the faintly visible figure in the distance, and really couldn't understand how he could have changed so much, commanding such a team to wipe out the werewolves almost instantly.

Chebman knew that these barbarians were very strong, so strong that no human nobles would dare to use them, and their tyrannical character could destroy a small army alone, and keeping them by his side was like putting a bomb by his side, but look at what he did, this is a barbarian army with a thousand armor and weapons, they can destroy a werewolf thousand in an instant, although these magicians have also released a lot of illusion magic, but Chebman is not a fool, even without them barbarians, he can't lose much。

What has happened to you? Chebman is interested in Mo Xuan, and no longer looks at Mo Xuan with the colored glasses that Mo Xuan is a liar.

What Chebman was thinking, Mo Xuan didn't care, and after sending the guards around him, Mo Xuan once again shifted his attention to the werewolf in front of him.

"So, have you thought about it? Mo Xuan looked at the werewolf in front of him, and his knife-like eyes forced the werewolf to bow his head deeply.

There was a moment of hesitation on the werewolf's face, and the expression of struggle kept flashing.

"Well, it looks like you've given up, okay! I respect your decision and give him a happy death. Mo Xuan pursed his lips indifferently, and then began to order.

"Yes, my lord, your orders will be carried out. Lucas and Jonas saluted Mo Xuan very well, and then set up the werewolf in front of him and dragged him out.

"I've figured it out, I've surrendered, I've figured it out... The werewolf's terrible howl rang out again.

"Bring him back. After Mo Xuan finished speaking, the two quickly dragged the werewolf in front of Mo Xuan again: "Then, my werewolf friend, please tell me what your name is." ”

"My name is Duhard. The werewolf slumped on the ground and gave his name.

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