I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 66 The Fourth Natural Disaster
teach you how to do things?

I, the eldest daughter of the direct descendant of the Gongsun family, and a captain of the first division of the army, am not qualified to teach you, a commander of another division, how to do things?
Gongsun Xinyi almost laughed at the guy in front of him.

She glanced at him sideways and was about to say a few words.

But I didn't expect that this guy had stopped his joking tone and rarely spoke seriously.

"maybe."

Perhaps choosing to kill everyone and then live in obscurity and grow up is the wisest thing to do.

Han Shao sounded a little emotional.

"But I still want to try to be a human being first, rather than a killing machine driven by..."

Being human has a bottom line.

You need some anchor points for being a human being.

Just like he had held the last bottom line for the soldiers before.

The three hundred soldiers fighting hard in front of him, and even Gongsun Xinyi beside him, were also his first and last anchor in this world.

Therefore, Han Shao did not want to lose or give up all this while still having a choice.

Because that means that the 'me' that took more than 20 years to shape in the other world will be completely assimilated and annihilated.

From then on, he was reduced to a ruthless puppet who only knew how to 'kill monsters and upgrade'.

"So Gongsun Xinyi..."

Gongsun Xinyi was still thinking about what Han Shao had just said.

'What is the machine...?'Is it similar to the puppet created by the Mohist machine technique? '

Several fresh words often pop out of Han Shao's mouth.

If you listen to it casually, you may find it a bit inexplicable, and you may even think that this guy may have made it up randomly.

But when I think about it afterwards, I always feel that these words are natural, each one has a unique direction, as if it should exist.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Han Shao calling out his name for the first time, and for a moment he didn't realize how rude this guy's tone was.

"What did you say?"

Listening to Gongsun Xinyi's calm response, Han Shao still felt a bit cute from it, even though they were separated by cold face shields.

After trying hard to get this idea out of his mind, Han Shao calmed down his emotions and said in a low voice.

"Don't ever make me go that far."

After saying that, it didn’t matter whether Gongsun Xinyi understood the meaning of these words or not.

Then he mobilized the divine horse under his seat and walked slowly towards the begging department, stepping on the gurgling blood under his feet.

As for whether Gongsun Xinyi can accept her kindness, it depends on herself.

In a sense, this is the last kindness he left to this world.

After all, the fourth natural disaster can be called a 'natural disaster'.

Not for nothing.

……

The reason why Qianqi Dabu can be called Dabu.

the reason is simple.

Because if you want to support such a number of warriors, you need at least ten times more people.

The same is naturally true for the begging department.

Although most of the elite members of the clan have been taken south by the clan leader, there are still a lot of survivors left behind.

It's a pity that in such a world of extraordinary force, quantity does not mean much.

After all, the warrior in the post-innocent realm killed him with one sword.

On the premise that there are no warriors in the same realm to block it, the moment the sword energy sweeps across, how many people can be killed depends only on how densely people are standing in that area.

So when the remaining warriors from the Qiyan tribe were completely defeated and overwhelmed, what awaited them was undoubtedly a one-sided massacre.

"Don't kill... don't kill! We are willing to surrender! We are willing to surrender!"

There were beggars who raised their hands in the air and fought and shouted with tears in their eyes.

It's just that no one among the Yong soldiers, who were wearing black armor and covering their faces with face armor, could understand their gibbering barbaric language.

Therefore, the slaughter did not delay even half a minute.

Or even if they understood, no one would be merciful at all.

Because those soldiers who kept brandishing their sharp swords knew that even if they agreed.

The two mountains of corpses outside Langju and Dingyuan cities, which are higher than the city walls, will not agree!

In the previous battle, tens of thousands of Paoze who died on the grassland would not agree!

Countless people who have died tragically in the border areas of Youzhou in the past decades will not agree!

Facing the crazy slaughter of these black-armored cavalry, the remaining warriors of the Qiyan tribe had completely collapsed mentally.

"Madman! Devil!"

"There's no point in surrendering! They want to kill us all!"

When they realized this, they looked desperate, and some of them had red eyes and said madly.

"Come on! Fight with them!"

But the next moment he was stopped by the people around him.

"Don't be impulsive!"

Hearing this, the man who had spoken earlier laughed in anger.

"Don't be impulsive? Are you just going to watch these demons slaughter everyone in the tribe?" "Bah! You coward!"

The barbarian warrior who had his face spat on looked equally sad and roared angrily.

"You'll die if you rush forward! What's the use!"

This seemingly small Yong cavalry army is really too strong!

There are three innate masters alone!

How could they, the old, weak, sick and disabled people from the left-behind tribe, be able to withstand such a powerful force?

Instead of rushing forward and making unnecessary sacrifices, it would be better to...

"Let's go! Before those devils get here, let's go! Go to the royal court for help!"

Ask for help?

Even if we ask for help, what will happen?
By then all the tribesmen were dead!

What's the point!
Thinking of this, the barbarian who spoke first smiled sadly and said decisively.

"Okay! Let's go! Go to the royal court! Tell King Zuo Xian!"

"Let King Zuo Xian avenge my Qiyan Department!"

Hearing this, the other barbarian warriors looked stunned.

"Aren't you going?"

The barbarian with red eyes shook his head.

"Let me die with my clansmen!"

After saying that, without giving any of his comrades a chance to react, he straddled the horse that had been raised since childhood and roared away.

"Ula!"

No matter which race, there is actually no shortage of heroes who die generously.

There is no shortage of warriors to die for it!

At this moment, regardless of his position, Han Shao met such a person.

I will also be willing to be called a 'warrior'.

Then he used the long knife in his hand to cut off his head.

Then use the horse under the seat to crush his spine.

True hero, cherish hero?
This is something you can only say when you are stepping on the enemy's corpse.

Before that, the more brave he is, the more he should completely chop him to pieces with the long knife in his hand!
No right or wrong.

Just because of one sentence.

His hero!

My enemy!

And seeing the warriors of the same race rushing towards those Yong devils.

Finally, some of the remaining warriors from the Qiyan tribe couldn't help but follow them.

"You go!"

After a brief explanation, several warriors from the Qiyan tribe raised their scimitars in their hands.

"For the begging department! Ula!"

"Ula!"

The next moment, he roared away in front of everyone.

Seeing this scene of a clansman dying heroically, all the remaining warriors from the Qiyan tribe burst into tears.

It might as well be said that they are afraid of death.

It could be said that they sincerely wanted Wang Ting to avenge the Qiyan tribe.

In short, after taking one last look at the warriors of the same tribe, they still suppressed the grief in their hearts and rode their horses towards the outside of the tribe.

They are going to the royal court!

Go tell King Zuo Xian about the tragedy in the Qiyan Department today!

Let King Zuo Xian avenge their Qiyan tribe!

Let these damn devils pay the price with blood!
However, the moment they just rushed out of the tribe, a surprised laughter suddenly came from their ears.

"Haha! It's finally my turn to be Zhao!"

The majestic and vast power of true energy, wrapped in the sound of laughter, was like thunder rolling across the sky.

"The fourth... Innate Grandmaster!"

Listening to the desperate and unbelievable cries of fear from those barbaric dogs, the laughter in the void became more and more hearty.

"Boys! What are we?"

responded with a burst of joking and ferocious laughter.

"Sima gave me the name! Iron Harrier!"

Zhao Mu, who was already riding his horse, pointed his sword in his hand.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Tear these scraps to pieces for our Sima!"

"rush!"

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　Ula, I think this modal particle is quite touching. If you think it’s inappropriate, leave a message and I’ll change it back.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)