Destined Martial God Chapter 872: Turn decay into magic (one more)
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The Four Elephant Sect, the Sovereign Peak!
Faced with Hao Ran's approaching yelling questions, Shirley couldn't help but backed two more steps, and finally squatted down and started crying sadly.
The Shimen who spoiled her, loved her, and cultivated her were slaughtered by the army led by Yu Haoran. She deserves to avenge the Shimen and Zongmen.
However, Yu Haoran’s humiliating self-report and nakedly exposing the law of survival in this world made her hate this young man who is not as big as her own.
At this moment, it seems that crying is the only way to vent your inner grievances.
"Shirley, according to my Daqin Empire's way of handling captives, a female disciple like you with outstanding appearance will either serve as a slave and serve as a reward for meritorious officials, or abolish her cultivation as a military prostitute."
Looking at Shirley crouching and crying, Yu Haoran knew that she was almost at the end of her heart collapse, and it only took one last blow to achieve her goal.
So, he ignored the sad and crying Shirley, and said hard-hearted threats.
Slaves, military prostitutes!
When I heard my next destiny, there were only these two tragic choices, because of the extreme fear in my heart, Shirley's face was instantly pale and bloodless.
She raised her head and looked at Yu Haoran, with a trace of begging in her eyes full of despair!
"Shirley, my husband is not a cold-blooded murderous person. I can't bear to see you end in such a miserable and tragic end."
The begging in his eyes made Yu Haoran know that it was a **** for survival that emerged in his heart after complete despair.
If she can give her a new life, then the gratitude in her heart will not lose to her life-saving grace.
This is also the result of his painstaking reprimand and his own humiliation.
"So, Benfuma now gives you a chance to choose."
There is no need to be demoted as a slave or as a prostitute. Shirley, whose inner desire for survival is infinitely enlarged, directly knelt down on her knees and looked at Yu Haoran with an imploring expression.
"Recently, Princess Ling Fei intends to form her own Fire Phoenix team. My husband can recommend you to participate in the trials, but whether you can pass the selection in the end depends on your own fate and efforts."
Actually, Ling Fei's idea of forming her own guard army was brought up by the Lord Ruling who came as a guest shortly after the engagement ceremony.
As for the original intention of forming the Fire Phoenix Team, and what purpose he wanted to accomplish, Yu Haoran didn't know, nor did he want to know.
After all, being able to form a guard that belonged entirely to her would not only reduce her miss for herself, but also protect her safety, he raised his hands in his heart in favor.
Of course, if it is just to recommend a genius to Ling Fei, he does not have to work so hard, even by telling his own humiliating experience in his youth.
What Yu Haoran really wants to achieve is these young disciples with a certain talent and potential in the square.
"Thank you for your gift, and thank you for your gift!"
"Shirley will pass the trial held by Her Royal Highness even if she is dying her life."
Being able to become the guard of the princess of the Great Qin Empire, this kind of status and treatment is far better than a disciple of a second-rate inner school.
Faced with the choice given by Haoran, Shirley kowtowed her head to express her determination.
His gaze shifted from Shirley to the people in the square, and then he slowly rose into the air.
I stopped when it was about ten meters high from the ground of the square, and then used the method of soul power to wrap the sound to send his next passage clearly to the ears of thousands of prisoners in the square.
"My husband has just said that I am not a cold-blooded murderous person, and I can't bear to watch you, the proud sons of the sky, end up beheaded, perhaps reduced to the end of slavery."
"Now, my husband also gives you a choice."
Shirley's fate just now is also affecting everyone in the square.
Especially those young people with a certain talent and potential, they don't want to die, let alone become humiliated slaves.
So, when I heard Yu Haoran also give a choice, I immediately looked up at Yu Haoran floating in the air.
" Female disciples can go to the trial held by Princess Ling Fei just like Shirley."
"Male disciples can choose to join the North Road Army, and gain the status of a true soldier through meritorious service."
"I do!"
As Yu Haoran gave a choice of different destinies, a fierce response sounded immediately in the square.
In response, Yu Haoran just chuckled and landed beside Lan Rong and others.
"Ms. Ma, the subordinates are really convinced of you now!" Looking at Yu Haoran's immature face, Lan Rong sighed sincerely.
As captives, the influence of hatred and humiliation made it difficult for these people to choose to surrender, let alone transform into a new source of troops for the Great Qin Empire.
Under normal circumstances, like the thousands of disciples on the square, through various threats and inducements, no more than one in ten will be willing to choose to return.
Moreover, even after the surrender, 100% loyalty cannot be guaranteed.
Yu Haoran's self-report and threats not only successfully resolved the hatred in most of the Four Elephant Sect disciples, but also allowed them to join the army willingly, even scrambling to become soldiers who can fight **** battles.
Judging from the situation at the scene, apart from the elders and deacons, I am afraid that most young disciples will become their loyal subordinates.
How can we not let Lan Rong and others be convinced by such a means of turning decay into a miracle!
"Several generals, anyway, these people have done their ideological work well. As for how many people can eventually win, it depends on your own means!"
The admiration from Lan Rong and others made Yu Haoran feel comfortable, but she couldn't help but reminded him ridiculously.
"Han Qing, you idiot, what are you still doing? Hurry up!" Yu Haoran reminded him teasingly, and Han Guangbei was the first to react and immediately confronted the lieutenant who was watching the play. Scolded.
"Subordinates do it!"
The reminder of the scolding and the look in his eyes made Han Qing react immediately.
He immediately greeted his subordinates and began to make various promises and benefits to those who were willing to become sergeants, and wooed them to become his own line of soldiers.
Although Lan Rong's reaction was not as fast as Han Guangbei's, most of the soldiers in the entire square who were responsible for guarding and counting the prisoners were from his line.
So, when I saw Han Qing snatching a disciple who was willing to join the army, Lan Rong didn't need to remind him, except for some elite soldiers guarding the edge of the square, everyone joined the disciple's fight.
As for Li Quanqing and the others, not only did they react slowly, but also had fewer direct descendants left behind. In the end, they could only look at more and more disciples and became the subordinates of Han Guangbei and Lan Rong, with a look of envy and jealousy on their faces.