Chapter 141 Slave Army

Two and a half hours later, the 300,000 troops gathered by Rongdi were slaughtered like cattle and sheep, and nearly 250,000 of them were slaughtered like cattle and sheep.

The remaining 50,000 knelt on the ground as prisoners in blood and fear.

They were already scared and their wills were broken. At this moment, seeing the army of Sheng Huaian's subordinates, their bodies trembled instinctively and they dared not resist at all.

On this grassland, there was a real river of blood and the bloody aura rushed to the sky.

The ground was full of corpses. This was the last elite foundation and backbone of the Rongdi tribe, which was completely destroyed here.

The soldiers under Sheng Huaian's subordinates had terrifying murderous aura in their eyes, which was naturally condensed after too much killing.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Sheng Huaian's subordinates had almost no casualties, except for a few soldiers who killed too many enemies and their knuckles were cracked.

"Wansheng!"

"The general is invincible, Wansheng!"

"The general is invincible, Wansheng!"

Sheng Huaian's subordinates raised their knives and shouted, and their voices shook the sky.

An army of 12,000 killed 250,000 enemies and captured 50,000 people. A great victory of 12,000 against 300,000 elite Rongdi soldiers. This kind of record has never been seen in a thousand years.

Of course, the exaggerated record of this battle was entirely dependent on Sheng Huaian. If it were not for Sheng Huaian suppressing the Rongdi army, they would have been the ones to die with 12,000 people facing 300,000 elite troops, unless they were 12,000 heavily armored cavalry.

Sheng Huaian looked at the pile of corpses with a fierce face, and his body was scarlet.

After killing the 300,000 elite Rongdi soldiers, Rongdi would no longer be able to move south for at least a hundred years.

Not to mention that the Rongdi tribes they wiped out in the past few days were severely injured, and they could not recover for decades.

"Ten thousand wins!" Sheng Huaian also shouted.

At this moment, they were enjoying the joy of victory.

After gathering more than 200,000 war horses, Sheng Huaian's troops left the place, leaving only the corpses on the ground, telling the cruelty of the war.

The corpses were exposed on the grassland, and no one collected them. The terrifying bloody aura made vultures, hawks, and wild wolves dare not eat the corpses.

As for whether there would be an epidemic, or whether evil things such as corpse evil and undead zombies would be bred, it was not within Sheng Huaian's consideration at all.

The army was mighty, with 15,000 Hexi troops, 50,000 prisoners, more than 200,000 war horses and countless other spoils of war such as cattle and sheep. Sheng Huaian only lamented that he had too few soldiers.

In the evening, the army set up camp by a river.

"General, what should we do with so many prisoners?" Hu Bing asked.

In fact, they could not take so many prisoners when they went deep into the grassland. This not only required soldiers to guard the prisoners, but also to guard against sudden riots of these prisoners.

Sheng Huaian originally intended to take these captives back as slaves, build cities, and then send them to the inland to do hard labor as slaves.

But it is indeed inappropriate to bring so many captives now.

Killing these 50,000 captives can get 50,000 killing points, but Sheng Huaian is not very willing to kill these captives.

Just as Sheng Huaian was thinking, Zhou Yuan said:

"Otherwise, try to transform these captives into slaves."

Hearing Zhou Yuan's proposal, Sheng Huaian's eyes suddenly lit up. This idea is very good.

"Yes, turning these captives into slaves will give us 50,000 more soldiers to fight."

"But how can these Rongdi people be transformed into slaves?" Sheng Huaian said.

He really has no means to transform these Rongdi captives into slaves.

"Hehe!!"

I only heard Zhou Yuan chuckle and said, "General, leave it to me."

Hu Bing looked at Zhou Yuan's expression and thought to himself that these Rongdi captives were in trouble.

"Since you have a way, then I'll leave this matter to you, and the power of life and death will also be given to you." Sheng Huaian said immediately.

"Yes, General!" Zhou Yuan happily accepted the order.

Late at night, Sheng Huaian looked at the killing value income.

Name: Sheng Huaian

Race: Human

Realm: Grandmaster limit (+) Yin God limit (+)

Kung Fu: ["Da Ri Xin Jing" (Great Success)] ["Tai Shi Dao Dian" (Great Success)] ["Tian Jian Jue" (Minor Success)] (+) ["Shen Mo Guan"] (+) ["Jiao Mang Swallowing Breath Technique"] (Can be deduced) ["Li Yan Tian Dao Jue"] (Can be deduced) ["Ba Wang Jing Jue" (Great Success)] (Can be deduced)

Strength: 249,800 Jin

Talent: Archer

Killing Value: 596,838

Mall:

Space: (Thousand-year-old ginseng: 6, thousand-year-old ganoderma: 13, five-hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum: 10, Polygonatum...)

This time, Sheng Huaian went deep into the grassland to sweep the Rongdi tribe. So far, he has harvested nearly 400,000 killing points.

With so many killing points, Sheng Huaian's hands are itching again, but it is not suitable to improve his cultivation to the martial saint realm at once.

Finally, Sheng Huaian could only focus on the Heavenly Sword Art, as he could also improve his sword cultivation perception.

Then he added points with one click, and 200,000 killing points disappeared in an instant.

? ? ?

Sheng Huaian had no time to question, and a huge amount of sword cultivation experience poured into his mind.

With one sword, the light chilled the nineteen states...

When Sheng Huaian woke up from his perception, it seemed as if he had experienced four or five hundred years of sword enlightenment.

"After five hundred years of enlightenment, these 200,000 killing points are worth the consumption." Sheng Huaian said softly, quite self-consoling.

The first time he consumed 200,000 killing points, Sheng Huaian still felt a little distressed.

Sheng Huaian directly comprehended the Heavenly Sword Art and practiced it to great perfection. With one sword strike, he could behead people thousands of miles away. This was not an illusion to him, but with his current strength, he could not achieve the goal of cutting off people's heads thousands of miles away with one sword strike.

To be able to cut a thousand miles with one sword, one must at least break through to the realm of the Martial Emperor in order to have such powerful power to support the sword energy to cut a thousand miles.

In terms of his understanding of kendo alone, Sheng Huaian is probably stronger than Kendo Shan Swordshead.

Now it is no problem to give Sheng Huaian a sword and cut out ten miles of sword energy.

Early the next morning, Zhou Yuan gave the prisoners a delicious meal.

In the next three days, Zhou Yuan only gave the Rong Di prisoners water and no food. Sheng Huaian did not care what Zhou Yuan did.

Anyway, leave the matter of converting these prisoners into a slave army to Zhou Yuan, and he will not interfere.

The Rongdi prisoners who had been hungry for three days were all exhausted and could not muster any strength.

Then Zhou Yuan went to capture many Rongdi people.

Zhou Yuan summoned all the Rongdi prisoners and brought the captured Rongdi people forward, with a lot of horse meat stewed beside them.

Those Rongdi prisoners who had been hungry for three days swallowed their saliva one by one as they smelled the scent of meat, their eyes glowing green and full of desire.

He looked at the Rongdi prisoners and the nearly 10,000 Rongdi men, women, and children, and asked soldiers who knew the Rongdi language to help translate.

"Everyone, I'll give you a chance to live now."

The translator translated Zhou Yuan's words, and the Rong Di prisoners turned their attention away from the flesh one by one.

"Now I will give you a chance to become the general's slave army. If you kill a Rongdi man, you can eat and survive." Zhou Yuan pointed at the captured Rongdi men, women, and children and said.

After hearing the translation, none of the Rongdi prisoners moved.

Obviously, they couldn't do it if they were asked to betray the tribe and massacre their people. At this moment, many Rong Di prisoners still maintained their bottom line.

Even if there are some who waver, they don't dare to come forward first.

Seeing that none of the prisoners wavered, Zhou Yuan showed a cruel smile and insisted on the bottom line?

Then he will completely break the bottom line of these Rong Di prisoners.

Regarding Zhou Yuan's operation, Sheng Huaian just watched quietly from the side. He now somewhat understood how Zhou Yuan wanted to operate.

"Go, capture a Rong Di prisoner and bring over a Rong Di man." Zhou Yuan said to his soldiers.

"yes!"

Two soldiers under his command quickly stepped forward, captured a Rong Di prisoner and a captured Rong Di man, and brought them to Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan looked at the two Rongdi people, threw the two knives on the ground, and smiled lightly: "Now, I will give you a chance. Whoever kills the other will live."

"You kill him, and I will let you go." Zhou Yuan pointed at the captured Rongdi herdsman man and said.

The herdsman man looked at the tribesmen in front of him and was already weak from hunger.

"Kill me." The captured Rong Di soldier said.

But how could he kill the captured herdsman man?

Zhou Yuan saw that the two men were not taking action, so he became impatient. With a wave of his hand, the two soldiers slashed with their swords.

"puff!!"

Blood splattered everywhere, and two corpses fell in a pool of blood. Among the captured herdsmen, there were many women, young and old, and their faces turned pale with fear in an instant.

"Pull two people up." Zhou Yuan just said lightly.

Anyway, there were so many Rongdi prisoners that thousands of them would not be a problem.

This scene made the Rongdi prisoners and herdsmen know that one person must die, otherwise both of them would die.

For the two Rongdi people who were pulled up this time, Zhou Yuan directly asked someone to put knives into their hands.

"Which of you will die and who will live depends on you. Of course, if you don't take action, both of you will die together." Zhou Yuan smiled evilly.

In this vicious plan, either one person can survive, or they all die and let them kill each other. He still doesn't believe that the prisoners who took action can still stick to their bottom line.

Once those captives take action, they will never be able to return to the Rongdi tribe. If they want to survive, they can only become obedient slave soldiers.

Zhou Yuan was a little impatient when he saw that the two Rongdi men holding knives did not move for a long time.

"I'll count to three. If you don't take action, then I will."

"One, two..."