Early the next morning, Finks led the group of sneak attackers who had been tied up to the open space outside the village, and sat in several rows on the ground and waited.

It was a group of eccentrics with cactus thorns on their limbs and a face as gray-green as moss. They have slightly longer hands and feet than ordinary people, wear animal skins, and mostly use steel forks and blow arrows as weapons.

"What is this going to do?" The young man passed by carrying two bundles of wood and asked curiously.

Finks laughed and replied, "Don't laugh, my lord said, I'm going to interrogate these fools later." ”

After saying that, she turned her head and put on a disgusted expression: "I heard that a self-righteous bastard said something last night: 'Break into our territory and don't set up a sentry. Do you know who it is? ”

As he said this, two soldiers approached carrying the corpse of the leader of the sneak attackers.

Strictly speaking, the remaining corpse part is far from the weight of "one", to be precise, it should be three-quarters or a few points, if it is more scientific, it should be said that it is about 57% corpse.

However, the Korsons did not even know the alphabet, and believed that they would not care about this error, and only watched with trepidation as the corpse of their leader lay behind them.

Finks continued to sneer, "With your brains smaller than Hu Tao, don't you want to think that there really is anyone more stupid in the world than you?" ”

These barbarians would not have imagined that the reconnaissance they thought they were concealing yesterday afternoon had already been discovered by the lurking Finks. After nightfall, Buxiao has been standing behind them and watching their every move.

Finks looked at the group of submissive prisoners of war with a smug face, turned to the young man and smiled, "Look......"

Her smile froze suddenly.

In front of him was a hideous face, with black mist at the center of his eyebrows and his eyes shining with an evil light. It was a young man's face, but it had become completely different from his face at the moment.

"Murderer...... The murderer of the village...... The murderer of my parents......" His teeth rattled, his hands and feet trembled involuntarily, and the pitch-black magic sword had appeared in his palm, swirling with evil purple-black smoke.

"Hey, hey, calm down!" Finks hurriedly took out his bow and crossbow and put on a fighting posture, and the soldiers on both sides also hurriedly set up shields to defend, leaving only those barbarians who were tied into rice dumplings sitting on the ground and looking frightened.

The young man approached step by step with a giant sword, and those barbarians hurriedly howled: "Spare your life, that is the conquest ceremony personally carried out by the three elders, and it has nothing to do with us!" ”

The young man's magic sword had been raised high, and the blazing evil flames gushed out: "Kill you all!" ”

"Nope! I can't ......" The young man suddenly took a few steps back and pressed the magic sword hard.

He seems to be fighting against the magic sword with his own mind! Finks shouted in surprise, "Control yourself, control this magic sword!" ”

But her voice didn't do much use.

The young man stood up again, and the demonic aura on his body became even stronger. He squinted at Finks and smiled.

The laughter is so weird, so scary. In an instant, he had leapt towards Finks, and the giant sword in his hand slashed at him!

Finks was just about to dodge when a tall, dark figure appeared in front of her, and a shadow energy had knocked the magic sword flying and stuck on the ground ten paces away.

is not laughing.

Looking at the young man without smiling, his expression gradually returned to calm as the magic sword was taken off, but his gaze became dull.

"I just ......" he looked around blankly, overwhelmed.

"You just subdued the magic sword in an instant." Lydia reassured, "You must have a way to control it." ”

The young man, of course, knew that Lydia had only picked out some nice words to comfort him, and closed his eyes in pain, "I still can't handle it. ”

The magic sword was stuck in the ground, but it ignited a pitch-black evil fire like a provocation. The flames jumped, and seemed to grow stronger, as if mocking the incompetence and vulnerability of young people.

Lydia glared at the magic sword in disgust, and helped the young man to turn away, "You've suffered too much lately, and your heart has dried up. I'm experienced with this kind of thing, and I need to rest more. ”

The young man was skeptical.

Lydia beckoned the soldier to help the young man to rest, "Believe me, I have more than thirty years of experience. ”

This sounds convincing, probably because Lydia didn't mention the end of her jumping off the building.

Finks rushed over and picked up the young man, and staggered to take him to rest. The magic sword was still stuck in the ground, and the evil aura around it was still like smoke.

Lydia had barely taken a few steps closer to it when the demon's whispers came to mind, vague but demagogic words that instantly upset her. If she hadn't laughed and grabbed her and retreated, she would probably have been driven crazy by this magic sword.

"What kind of evil weapon is this?" Lydia looked at it with palpitations, only to feel that there were ten thousand rabbits in her chest that were jumping wildly.

"Dragon-slaying sword." Bu Xiao stretched out his finger, and the soul energy instantly enveloped the magic sword. The vague whisper suddenly became miserable and desperate, and the sword body shook back and forth involuntarily, as if it was trembling with fear.

"There is no good or evil in weapons," the dark shadow flashed, and no smile had already stepped in front of it. Just by walking up to him, the magic sword immediately faded away from all shadows and returned to crimson, "He has to learn how to control himself." ”

Lydia sighed in distress, "Can we help him, poor boy?" ”

He didn't smile and stood still for a few seconds, then thought for a moment. "You can only change yourself, and others can't do it for you." He said flatly.

As he said this, the magic sword seemed to shake a few times. But when he saw that he didn't smile and swept his cold eyes, he immediately stopped moving.

Bu smiled and put the magic sword into his shadow, and looked back at those barbarians.

Probably because it was the first time I saw the barbarians, I looked at them carefully without smiling. The closer he looked, the closer his face became, so much so that the tip of his nose was almost touching the skin of his assailant.

"Isn't that too close...... Lydia couldn't help but remind.

Before the words fell, the sneak attacker bit the neck without a smile!

"Wolf Tooth Wind."

The slight spell sounded in Buxiao's mouth, and three large holes appeared in the sneak attacker's head in an instant. Blood splattered like a fountain, spraying the faces of the barbarians on both sides, and the air was full of blood.

In this rain of blood, Buxiao indifferently pushed down the corpse, and turned his face to look at the person beside him: "I ask, you answer." Got it? ”

I'm afraid this request is difficult for some strong people. After all, he had just been sprayed with blood, and the man's lips trembled with fright, and he "quacked" like a duck laying eggs for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

According to the development of this situation, I am afraid that their heads will be screwed off one by one without laughing, Lydia hurriedly interjected to ease the atmosphere: "For the sake of your leader, you better say something, otherwise it will ......"

For the boss's sake?

The captives turned their heads to look at the last half of the leader's body, not knowing if Lydia was referring to the one that had been blown up or the one that had been left behind. So they fought a cold war together.

Lydia, who realized that she had said the wrong thing, only hated to slap herself twice, and hurriedly reorganized her words: "Don't worry, the Red Pavilion will not hurt the prisoners." Of course, a captive is a person who has surrendered, waiting for an opportunity to bite someone, and we are a different matter. ”

The barbarian captives looked at the accomplice who had been shot in the head, and they were even more frightened, and several of them were already trembling with fear.

The more anxious she became, the more she said the wrong thing, obviously at the beginning she was still appeased, but at the end it became a threat, and Lydia almost hit her head.

I want to keep my composure, I'm a good two-cabin flight attendant, and I'm a woman who wants to be a district captain.

Lydia hypnotized her brain, smiled softly again, crouched down in front of the captives, and looked them in the eye: "I think you are just doing what you are told, and if you are willing to cooperate in answering a few questions, I will keep you safe." ”

Professional people can really achieve professional results with professional methods, and the attitude of those captives has been significantly relaxed.

Lydia continued to admonish, "You all have families, and if something happens to you, they'll be upset. Now just tell us something that doesn't matter, and you'll be reunited with them. May I? ”

There seemed to be tears in the eyes of a few of the captives, and it seemed that the ideological work had achieved initial results.

Lydia was about to get up, but she saw Buxiao shake her hand and hand over the parchment. Ten questions are neatly listed on it.

It seems that Buxiao has discovered another use for Lydia besides marching and fighting, such as speaking for him. Lydia was full of reluctance, after all, reading scripts was the most hated job in her previous life, but fortunately, she didn't smile and didn't ask her to broadcast bilingually.

"You're from the Korsun tribe?" She asked.

The captives nodded yes.

"I heard that your tribe originally lived on the volcanic border of the Black Steel Empire, why did you come here?"

The captives were gossiping, some saying that it was the intention of the patriarch, some that it was tribal conflicts, and some that it was a revelation from the gods.

Lydia quieted them down and asked, "What are you plundering the village for?" ”

The captives replied in unison: "Food." ”

What a realistic answer. Lydia sighed in her heart, and then asked, "How did you know we were in this village?" ”

When she read this, Lydia was surprised. But when she thought about it, it was very strange: she didn't find any sentry along the way, how could these barbarians know that they had come to this village?

The captives said in a gossiping manner: "That demonic beast is the leader who left it in the village as an eye, and the leader is a member of the Beast Exterminating Sect, and he can perceive what the demonic beast sees." ”

Lydia immediately understood why there was still a high-level demonic beast in the abandoned village.

"Can your leader only sense?" Lydia asked a question that wasn't in the parchment, "He can control Warcraft too, right?" ”

The captives nodded in unison.

Lydia looked at it without smiling, although she had already made such a guess without smiling, but when she was certified, her heart sank.

In the future, I am afraid that this tough battle will be very cruel.

After asking all the questions, she got up and announced, "As I said just now, as long as you cooperate, I will let you go." You have kept your promises, and we will keep them. ”

As she spoke, she untied the ropes of the captives with her own hands: "We don't hate guests, but you'd better change the method and time of your guests." ”

The captives were skeptical, but when they were actually released, they all felt incredible.

"When you go back, please tell your patriarch: this is the territory of the Red Pavilion, it was in the past, and it will be in the future." Lydia said, "We know about your previous massacre of the village, and if you still want to send people to provoke, then don't blame us for launching the 'War of Extermination'." ”

When she said this, Lydia felt afraid.

There are many definitions of war in this world. The most brutal of all is the 'War of Extermination'. Once the two nations declare a 'war of extermination' against each other, fighting to the death with not a single soldier left, the victor can take possession of everything from the other.

"Get out of here!" Finks glared at the captives. If she hadn't laughed at the previous order forbidding the mistreatment of the captives, she would have beaten them on behalf of the young men to vent her anger.

Without smiling, Lydia gave each of them a small bag of food, and the Korsun men thankfully carried the remains of the dead out of the camp. When their figures all disappeared into the jungle, they suddenly gave Finks a look.

Finks immediately understood, took his bow and followed closely behind, and plunged headlong into the depths of the forest.