The arrows that fall from the sky are like nails when sharpening a yellow eel - the whole head of the yellow eel is nailed to the board, and then, waiting for the cook, take the knife and sharpen it.

At this moment, the bandits of the Hammer of Riot are similar.

The arrows fell from the sky, and the force composed of sharpness and inertia made the leather armor on their bodies have no effect at all, as if they were pierced through as if they were paper.

If you're lucky, you've been penetrated to the point, and you're directly whining.

The unlucky ones were pierced through the limbs, pinned to the ground, and moaned continuously.

Waiting, the young men of the Knights of the Fecharon followed with a sword.

Clean up the battlefield and take out the lives of your enemies.

All of them are going on in an orderly manner.

Taking over a coat, Dean scanned the battlefield with it draped over his body, and the deputy head of the Knights walked over.

"Commander, there are almost twenty captives......"

Huck looked at Dean in the middle of his sentence, waiting for Dean's orders.

"We don't need captives - ask the ...... to ask"

"Understood, Commander!"

Huck nodded, and walked to the position where the captives were concentrated in the distance.

And from beginning to end, the Grand Duke Sword Master who was standing on the side did not speak, but the slightly furrowed brow represented her position.

"Instructor, do you think I've gone too far?"

Dean looked at the Grand Duke's swordsman.

"You are the head of the Knights, and you should be the main one!"

The Grand Duke's swordsman replied.

Dean smiled softly—the other man's words were clear, for he was the head of the Knights of Fecharon. Naturally, a qiē decision can be made.

However, such a decision is only based on him. Not on behalf of others.

"To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself! Still is...... Do you think I'll spare these captives and let us go when the Hammer of Rebellion strikes? ”

Dean still smiled, and his eyes did not evade looking at the Grand Duke's swordsmanship.

"Of course not!"

The Grand Duke's swordsman shook his head.

Although the swordsman had a different opinion about the execution of the captives, that didn't mean she would be naïve. The enemy will be merciful when fighting.

"Since it won't, then why don't we give them some deterrence in advance?"

Dean said as he walked into the distance, seeing the look from Huck. He drew the long sword at his waist straight, and then, his hand rose and fell.

Ignore the pleas of the captives of the Hammer of Riot.

Dean put them to death one by one.

Then, stack the heads one by one. Put it in this open area.

And not just captive. The heads of the bandits of the Hammer of Rebellion, who had been killed in battle, were also added.

Hundreds of heads, like pyramids, are placed here.

Each head is grinning and hideous, and when hundreds of them are placed here, a special atmosphere appears here.

Even Huck was a little uncomfortable when he saw it.

The young people of the Knights of the Knights of Fecharon were even more restless.

Glancing at the uncomfortable expressions of his subordinates, Dean chuckled. He pointed to the pile of skulls and said, "This is a 'boundary monument', any bandit who crosses this 'boundary monument'. No mercy! ”

"You may feel a little cruel, but you can put yourself in the shoes of you, your family, and your friends, what will happen when they fall into the hands of these bandits......

Dean said as he watched the changes in his subordinates, first of all, Huck, Silen, and Chard, who were only slightly stunned, and then their expressions became firm again, and then the rest of the young people also clenched their fists; Dean nodded with satisfaction from the bottom of his heart. Then, he continued: "Imagine that scene, right? If you don't want to make the situation in your mind come true, then erect such a 'boundary monument' in the bottom of your heart! ”

"If you think it's cruel, I'm not against it, but it's better to be cruel to the enemy than to us, to our families, and to our friends, right? As for...... The so-called hatred -- the hatred between us and the bandits, which is enough in itself, is like a natural enemy of each other, and this is simply an unsolvable problem; There is only one outcome: either they die or we die! ”

Dean said as he walked slowly to the side.

And the Grand Duke's swordsman paused slightly, and then continued to follow.

……

After about two or three hours, Mach appeared here with the recruits of the Knights, looking at the battlefield after the battle, especially those heads, the faces of these recruits changed, and some even vomited directly, and suddenly, the resting Silen, Chad and others let out bursts of laughter-

"Rookie! What a rookie! ”

"Spit it up, or we'll dirty our loot in a while!"

……

Bursts of ridicule rang out among the resting veterans.

And some of them were even more name--Obviously, for people from Tyre, they were all too familiar with each other.

So, almost after the words of the veterans fell.

The recruits shouted unconvinced.

"Didn't you throw up?"

"That's it, I'm used to spitting and spitting!"

"You're just used to it!"

……

"Haha, a bunch of young people who are alive and well!"

Huck laughed and walked over, looking at the recruit who was holding back his own no more spit and couldn't help but praise; Suddenly, the recruits straightened up to show that they had lived up to the praise.

The veterans on the side immediately gloated - they knew exactly what the young men were going to do next.

"Since everyone is so vigorous, then you go and collect all the corpses on the battlefield together, and then burn them all!"

Huck commanded loudly.

Suddenly, the recruits were stunned. A few looked at the battlefield, and the miserable corpses made them vomit again.

Immediately. The veteran burst into laughter again.

Dean did not stop him, but leaned back in the newly erected tent and filled the bonfire in front of him with a few more dry sticks of firewood - the relaxation, or venting, after the war was necessary.

Having been in the army, he knew very well that if the post-war situation had been accumulating. And without proper guidance and venting, sooner or later a person will collapse.

Either distort into a murderous maniac, or directly choose to self-destruct.

Person. Such fragile creatures themselves.

Dean thought he was no exception - although he could ignore the killing now, it was only because he was used to it, numb, and he had been throwing up for two days after the actual killing in the previous life. Eventually, he rested in bed for three more days. It's a basic adaptation, and when a qiē restores fù to normal, it's two weeks later.

Thinking of the embarrassment of his previous life, Dean smiled self-deprecatingly, and looked at the experience bar-

【XP：668】

"That big knight gave a full 120XP of experience, which is the current level, the higher experience value among the big knights, and the opponent's talent should be [Agility Burst]. The speed that I couldn't even react to, coupled with the weakness of strength and physique. Even the level that the average knight is inferior to, apparently it should have been forcibly increased after many baptisms, while the two knights are very average, each of them is only 20XP; However, each of those shield bearers has nearly 10XP of experience, as well as those pikemen and sword and shield bearers, all of whom are close to 4 or 5 XP, and they should obviously have practiced some basic secret arts...... and the people of the 'Hammer of Riot' are really not inferior to the regular knights! ”

Looking at the experience he had gained, Dean was more surprised than delighted.

You must know that the regular knights that Dean is talking about are definitely not the local knights of the local lords, but the knights of the kings of a county.

"The other party's subordinates can have such strength, except for Kildering. In addition to Feng's own reasons, it is more about the wealth he looted in Vauban City...... Otherwise, it would be impossible to have so many resources to support him - not to mention those spearmen, sword and shield bearers, just those shield bearers, they definitely need special secret techniques and medicines to be able to achieve that kind of power! ”

Thinking of the previous battle, those shield-wielding men threw the tower shield to block the broken spear he thrown, Dean became more and more sure; Again, Dean was sure that the other party should not be using either the [Body Forging (Gao Sai)] or the [Body Forging (Siti)] that he was familiar with.

"It seems that Kildelin. If Feng hadn't been a secret technique that had been passed down in his family, then he had a new harvest in that ransack! ”

For this speculation, Dean is more inclined to the latter.

Otherwise, the other party has such a secret technique, and there is no need to take risks at all, but only need to slowly endure it to obtain their own glory.

Of course, Kildelin is not excluded. Feng wanted to go the other way.

"But in this way, Kilderling. Feng's strength had to be reassessed, plus he still had two hundred subordinates who could fight...... Moreover, the other party is in an alliance with another bandit in the depths of the snowfield jungle, the 'Snow Fox', and the two bandits in the depths of the snowfield jungle, 'Black Skull' and 'Scarlet Hand', are quite harmonious, and the next opponent's counterattack needs to be careful! ”

Dean thought about some of the things Huck had asked before, and thought silently in his heart.

"However, in terms of time, there is plenty of time - it will take at least four days for the other party to come to this marginal area from the depths of the snowy forest, and if you add some alliances and consultations, it is possible to take five days to a week; And this kind of time is enough for the old marquis to appear here with his knights, and the old marquis must be impatient to be ashamed! ”

For the Marquis Vauban to help, Dean is very confident.

After all, the defeat in that battle was definitely a shame for the old marquis, and if the old marquis was given a chance, the other party would naturally not let it go.

"In the event of a head-on conflict, with the old marquis and the other party's knights, there is no need to worry at all - the only thing to consider now is that the other party may bypass the frontal battlefield!"

Thinking about the habits of those bandits, Dean's eyes narrowed.

PS Second Update~~

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