City of Sin: 101 armed

Chapter one hundred and one armed

A cry of exclamation suddenly sounded in the woods under the night, and only half of it turned into a scream! Then the exclamations and screams continued to sound, and soon they all joined together. ~ The thick blood began to spread with the night wind, and soon, the fighting and screaming gradually became sparse, dozens of knights escaped from the other side of the woods, urged the horses, and disappeared in the depth of the night .

After a while, Richard stood in the woods and scanned the battlefield. one by one Humanoid Warrior is clearing the battlefield, lifting out the injured Warrior, and at the same time patching the undead enemy. This was an almost one-sided slaughter. With the help of powerful magic and Divine Spell power, there were only a dozen or so Humanoid Warriors killed, but the Imperial Cavalry was almost wiped out.

After a victory, Richard couldn't see the joy on his face. On the contrary, he was getting more and more gloomy. Whether it is the tenaciousness of the battle, or the fighting power erupted in desperation, this imperial cavalry has left a deep impression on Richard. It seems that the Salenville brought elite troops. As a result, tomorrow's battle is not optimistic.

He suddenly pulled Gangdor and said something softly, so Gangdor greeted all his followers, as well as Chiyo and other combatants not affiliated with Richard, and took them away from the woods. It wasn't until they left that Richard issued an order, so Humanoid Warrior and Throwers suddenly put down their work, but rushed to the dead horse corpses in silence.

There is stillness in the woods, only rusty chewing sound.

Soon, the breath of one by one Humanoid Warrior becomes stronger again. As long as there is enough flesh and food, the combat unit's recovery speed is as fast as the release of Healing Spell. Naturally, this scene cannot be seen by outsiders.

When Richard returned to Oasis City, it was already midnight.

The fire in the whole city has been extinguished. Warriors who has been fighting for a day has fallen asleep. There will be more fierce battles waiting for them tomorrow. The residents and slaves in the city were busy repairing the walls.

After returning to the city, Richard summoned all the followers, noble generals, and important figures such as the three goddesses Priest. ~

After everyone is here, Richard said solemnly: "Everyone! Although we have repelled the attack of the Iron Triangle Emperor today, if we do not make changes, we will definitely lose tomorrow's battle!"

As soon as Richard's words came out, all the noble generals looked at each other, their faces pale. They are all people who participated in the war in the first half of the longitudinal line, and at this moment have almost blind confidence in Richard. Richard said that it must lose, that is, it will definitely lose.

"Aren't we going to run away?" a general hesitated. There are still a large number of troops in the city, as well as resistance. More importantly, Salenville has a large number of cavalrymen. If you desert the city and run away, it must be a tragedy. In the end, it is likely that only a few people will be able to escape to Sequoia Kingdom.

In this age of martial arts, between life and dignity, many nobles will choose dignity. They would rather die on the battlefield than let go of Warrior without a fight.

Taking everyone ’s reaction in the eye, Richard said: "In fact, we have a way to reverse the disadvantage of quantitative comparison."

"Impossible!" cried a noble, "Salenville brought 30,000 people, but all the people in Bluewater Oasis City added together, less than 30,000!"

Richard glanced at him and said meaningfully: "No, there are 60,000 people here!"

The nobleman's eyes widened, hoarsely said: "You mean ..."

"Armed slave!" Richard said firmly.

The nobles looked at each other, they were really hesitant. Armed slaves are things they dare not think about. How to prevent slave riots, every lord will be regarded as a top priority. And now, actually want to voluntarily issue weapons to slaves?

Finally, an aristocrat smiled and persuaded: "Master Richard, those slaves get weapons, I am afraid they will point us first."

"This is our last resort. ~" Richard said, "And, I still have certainty."

An elderly aristocrat has deep worries, saying: "Master Richard, if you do this, you will set a very dangerous precedent."

Richard's eyebrows are tightly locked, but the look is extremely firm: "Just decide it! Olar!"

Elven Bard dequeues.

"Go up my sand cavalry and Barbarian Warriors. In addition, go to gather all the strong slaves in the city and bring them to the central square."

Olar took his life and hurried away.

Richard also called Clark and Gangdor, let them prepare weapons and food separately.

An hour later, more than 20,000 slaves were taken to the square in the city, and their faces looked dazed and did not understand what was going to happen.

The slaves are of all races, but at most they are the original indigenous people and sand people of Bloodstained Lands. The Shamin cavalry belonging to the Richard has only one thousand left after today's war. They lined up neatly and stood in front of Richard. After a long time under Richard, even the most scattered sand people have gradually become strict and disciplined elite Warrior.

Richard walked in front of Shamin and Barbarian Warrior under his own hands, and suddenly asked: "Originally a slave, raise your hand!"

Warriors is very puzzled, but obeying the order is already cost-effective, so he raised his arms in vain!

The nobles behind Richard were all surprised. They did not expect that the formidable Warriors under Richard was almost all slaves!

Richard nodded in satisfaction, then shouted again: "Now that Warrior status has been obtained, raise your hand!"

A dense arm was raised, except for a few of the latest Richard who joined Warrior, who had followed Richard for a long time, had accumulated enough military power and gained freedom.

Richard pointed one finger at the corner of the square, and in the direction of his finger, he was full of swords. "Here, it is the most basic tool and weapon to become Warrior!"

Richard pointed to the slaves on the square again and said, "There is a person with the same identity as you before!"

Shamin Cavalry and Barbarian Warrior looked at the weapons, and then looked at the compatriots who were still slaves. They began to understand something, and their faces began to show excitement.

At this time, Richard raised his voice and said aloud: "Now, go pick up the weapon, give it to your companions, and tell them how to become a Warrior! As long as they can do what you have done, You can become my Warrior! "

A quiet place on the square ...

Suddenly! A Barbarian Warrior stepped out of the queue, picked up a few heavy battle-axes, and then walked to the Barbarian slaves among the slaves, stuffed a battle-axe in each hand, then said something in their ears, and finally heavily thumped a note on their chest, and then went to the next Barbarian.

Soon, a group of Shamin cavalry also ran out of the queue, picked up bundles of weapons, rushed to the slaves of the Shamin, squeezed the sword into their hands, and constantly washed the sand in their own language The slaves roared.

The square gradually became chaotic. As more and more slaves got weapons, the nobles began to write with anxiety on their faces. Only Richard was quiet, watching the development quietly.

Finally, almost all the slaves got their weapons. The atmosphere also became subtle and dangerous.

An older Barbarian under Richard suddenly rushed out, yelling at Barbarian in the slave team. Those Barbarian hesitated and finally walked to the other side of the square. More and more Barbarian followed them to the side of the square. Soon, all Barbarian gathered together and stood at the place where they were willing to fight for Richard.

The commotion among the Shamin slaves gradually increased, and some people began to walk towards the side of the square. Soon, almost all slaves who took up arms stood from the left side of the square to the right side.

There was a smile on Richard ’s face, and he turned to the nobles and said, "It seems that tomorrow we can give His Highness Salenville a big surprise!"

The nobles nodded one after another, finally relieved. When the dangling heart finally let go, they found themselves out in a cold sweat. But what they didn't know is that Richard is also sweaty.

When morning sun rose the next day, the Imperial Regiment regrouped outside the barracks and appeared outside Bluewater Oasis City again, and without much effort was forced into the city. There is nothing to burn in Oasis City, but the flames are still soaring, that is the flame of magic.

Salenville stood on the command car, watching with cold eyes a team of imperial Warrior driving into Oasis City. But this messy city is like a bottomless quagmire, no matter if it is invested in Warrior, it will be deeply trapped in it. The fighting sound rang from morning to noon. With the passage of time, more and more injured Empire Warrior was lifted out of the city, but Bluewater Oasis City showed no signs of falling, and the defenders did not mean to escape.

In Bluewater Oasis City, the empire Warrior has spread all over the place, fighting with ubiquitous enemies. In such a chaotic situation, Salenville has long been unable to command and can only hope that Warriors is well-trained.

Combat is everywhere.

An imperial veteran carefully searched along the street, and suddenly heard a movement in a nearby house, so he kicked the door open and rushed in. But as soon as he entered, the veteran regretted it. There is a noble with gorgeous clothes, but there are three other soldiers who know that it is not easy to provoke at first glance.

"This guy is mine! You are not allowed to intervene!" The noble youth choked and pulled out the saber. The front finger of sword edge, his left hand pinched his waist, and put out a bayonet.

The veteran stunned, then a grin appeared on his face, raised his **** sword, and then satisfactorily saw that the white fat noble youth's face was instantly bloodless.

The young nobleman was the Viscount Zim. Instead of leaving as Richard instructed, he hid, and finally waited until the next day's battle. But as soon as he saw the veteran veterans of murderous aura, Zim's legs fluttered, and he imagined that yesterday, find a cellar or attic to hide.

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