Bright Era

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Crash at the touch!

No, it can't be said that it was collapsing. At least those abyssal troops were still under the impact of Arthur's heavy cavalry, barely resisting two or three rounds, and then fled in embarrassment. Then, just like the army of Wang Zong, the abyssal army fell apart with a sound of'hulla la', countless abyssal creatures ran away in embarrassment, demons and evil spirits ran away without a trace, and those slave soldiers lifted up obediently Surrendered.

Arthur fell into a state of extreme excitement. He commanded his army to conquer and sweep around, defeating the abyssal army that was constantly being scattered and gathering again, and beat the demons and evil spirits to the screams of ghosts and wolves. Large groups of slave soldiers were captured.

Arthur’s recruits also demonstrated extremely powerful combat effectiveness. After all, they have experienced several **** battles. They have seen deaths, and they have even been injured, so they have all wiped away the jerky and timid common people. Gradually transform into a real fighter.

They may not dare to fight those evil spirits head-on, and they do not have the strength to fight against powerful evil spirits, but facing the more weak cavemen, gnomes, black goblins and other slave soldiers, these recruits soldiers, It was just a hand, and could easily capture a large number of slave soldiers.

During the first few days of hunting, about three to five thousand recruits could capture hundreds of slave soldiers.

In the next few days, as the morale of the recruits gradually increased, two or three thousand recruits would be able to capture four or five thousand slave soldiers when they went out.

In the last few days, things have gradually changed in an uncontrollable direction. Often dozens of recruits carry spears and yell at the entrance of a cave, and there will be a tribe of cavemen obediently walking out of the cave, in groups Walked into Arthur's captive camp.

When Arthur woke up from the satisfaction and excitement of the triumphant victory, Arthur and the confidants around him discovered with horror that things had evolved to an uncontrollable point-Arthur's huge army. On average, each person caught thirty prisoners back.

In other words, Arthur's legion expanded thirty times out of thin air!

Countless cavemen, countless gnomes, countless black goblins, countless bear goblins, countless weird and weak abyss creatures, they squatted in the captive camp area delineated by Arthur’s legion, and none of them escaped. There was no rebel, they just squatted there obediently, eating and drinking with their mouths open every day!

It must be admitted that many generals under Arthur's command are more humanitarian. Therefore, these captured prisoners can mix porridge and drink at least twice a day, although they can't eat enough, at least they will not starve to death.

The direct result of this is that in just half a month, the rations in Arthur’s camp will be bottomed out!

The cavemen and gnomes, their bodies are small, but their appetite is not small at all, especially their numbers are so huge, Arthur prepared enough for the entire army to cope with several months of rations, unexpectedly in just a short time Almost eaten up within half a month.

"What the **** is going on here?" Arthur looked at the emergency report sent by the heavy camp, a mouthful of blood was already in his throat.

"It seems that the captives have caught too much!" A high-ranking disciplinary knight leader lowered his head, not daring to look at Arthur's dark face: "Those cavemen are very honest, as long as our soldiers shout, They followed those soldiers obediently, and no one resisted."

"Why did you catch so many prisoners?" Arthur immediately grasped the crux of the problem.

An embarrassing cough sounded, and another disciplinary knight leader drooped his head and reminded Arthur cautiously: "His Royal Highness, you personally promised to kill an enemy to reward five silver coins, and capture a prisoner alive, reward ten. Silver coins. You said these captives are the best slaves, and they can be used to mine in the future!"

Arthur's body shook, and he smelled the strong **** smell from his mouth.

"Ten silver coins for a prisoner? So, how many prisoners do we have now?" Venus flashed in front of Arthur, and he seemed to see the gold coins in his purse. . . No, he seems to have seen his money bag have wings. The whole money bag is flapping its wings briskly and flying into the sky, and is about to leave him.

An archbishop of the Temple of Retribution whispered a frightening and desperate figure.

Arthur’s mental arithmetic ability is very good. He multiplied this number by ten, and then converted it into the circulating gold coins of the Gaul Empire. He finally couldn't hold back the agitated mood, and a small bit of blood was sprayed out of his mouth gracefully. Then he sat down heavily on the chair behind him.

"Why are there so many?" Arthur opened his mouth: "Why are there so many prisoners?"

The archbishop coughed a few times: "The soldiers worked very hard... Those cavemen and dwarves, they didn't seem to resist... What's more, it seemed that we were at the peak of the reproduction period of the cavemen, they There are many pregnant women among them, they are about to give birth. According to the fertility of the cave people, their number will probably increase about three times in one month at most."

Arthur was so scared that his scalp was numb, and he howled hysterically: "How can this be? Can't continue like this! Give them all to me..."

Everyone looked at Arthur with extremely complicated and weird eyes. The archbishop said in a low voice: "We thought of burning them all, but the problem now is that the number of prisoners is three of our soldiers. Ten times more, if we launch a major purge against them, if they resist, our soldiers will also suffer terrible losses!"

Arthur's ten fingers were convulsing, and all his muscles twitched. He stared blankly at the high-level figures from the temple of punishment in front of him, and the **** smell in his mouth suddenly became rich again.

"So, we..."

Arthur's mind went blank for a while, and he turned his head sluggishly. Through the window of the tower, he saw the boundless captive camp in front of him like a sea. The crowds in the huge camp of captives were surging, and those captives were cheering, holding various weird containers, and receiving today's first meal of rice porridge from the fire soldiers who distributed the rice porridge.

For these abyssal creatures, they usually eat mushrooms and other crops grown in the abyss. To them, crops such as rice and wheat on the ground are extremely rare and supreme delicacies, even for those lords. They don’t necessarily eat a piece of bread or a bowl of rice porridge on weekdays!

"How many days can our food support?" Arthur's tone was dry.

One of Arthur’s confidants lowered his voice and said cautiously: “There will be a batch of baggage delivered in three days. The grain inside, plus the current grain, will probably enable us to support for seven days. Those cavemen and dwarfs, they They are small, but very edible, and they have a huge number. The food they eat every day is about ten times that of our own soldiers."

Arthur took a deep, deep breath, and then a small mouthful of blood came out beautifully again.

His body was trembling, and his eyes were dull as he watched a group of happy recruits returning to camp not far away.

There were fewer than fifty recruits and soldiers who went out to raid the creatures in the abyss, but behind them were a whole tribe of cavemen captives. More than 10,000 cavemen lined up neatly and walked into the prison camp extremely docilely.

The captain of the recruits laughed loudly, and the laughter even reached Arthur and the others: "Twelve thousand prisoners, 120,000 silver coins! Developed, Developed! Your Royal Highness is really generous, brothers these days. All made a lot of money, as long as we can return to the ground, we will all become rich people!"

Arthur's body shook. At that moment, he had the urge to order Diogo to eat all the recruits.

Recruits who were less than fifty, captured more than 10,000 cavemen captives!

Compared with the damage caused by the assaults of the cavemen when they first entered the Fourth Abyss, the changes before and after are too big, right?

Arthur looked at everyone around him with tears, and said solemnly: "Find a way to solve the battle as soon as possible, these prisoners, these **** prisoners..."

Before Arthur had finished speaking, there was a sudden noise from the camp in the distance. Gradually, the commotion spread from the far camp all the way to here, and heard the sound of dense hoofs. Several correction knights in golden armor rushed forward on their horses. They rushed outside Arthur's command post and flung them away. After the mount, he rushed into the headquarters with the fastest speed.

Without much effort, these disciplinary knights had knelt down in front of Arthur on one knee.

"His Royal Highness, all the lords of the Fourth Abyss have jointly sent envoys. They want to conclude a peace agreement with us."

"The other party's messengers are now outside the camp. They said that the Fourth Abyss is an abyss world that loves peace. They don't want to get involved in war for no reason, so they want to find a peaceful solution to the dispute."

Arthur and the great men in the temple of punishment were dumbfounded. Demons and evil spirits are creatures that love peace? This is probably the most absurd lie since the existence of the abyss world?

After a few dry coughs, Arthur waved his hand: "Let me meet their messenger, be kind to them, um, be kind!"

Arthur turned his head and looked at the boundless captive camp outside, repeatedly instructing the disciplinary knights to be polite to the envoys of the lord of the Fourth Abyss, and be polite. Now what Arthur was thinking was how to get rid of these **** prisoners. As long as he could get rid of them, Arthur would not care about other things.

Half an hour later, a succubus with white skin, bright eyes and white teeth, surrounded by four one-horned evil spirits, walked into Arthur's headquarters. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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