Tales of the Reincarnated Lord Chapter 291: Killing

Chapter 291 Killing

Tarkel played a big role in Timba ’s Viscount yesterday afternoon. At night, Timba Viscount served King His Majesty Luther III's will spread the news of rewarding and reorganizing Snow Shame Legion throughout King City. Snow shame Legion's people are happy, the city defense forces and the soldier(s) left behind by the guard Legion hate, annoyingly annoyed.

On the second day, it was even more lively. The vats of barley and vats pulled from King City taverns, as well as those small pots of pottery potatoes, and pieces of beef and sheep pork were transported into the guard. Legion camps are piled up in mountains. Tarkel also asked Chelva, Dray and others to requisition the pub's chefs, buy various banquet supplies such as fruits and vegetables, and prepare for the evening feast.

Thanks to the great news that Timba Viscount is going to reward Snow Shame Legion soldier(s) with wine and meat, the number of people who went to the army one day before today reached more than 700. This news made Luther III very satisfied. As long as this is available for four or five consecutive days By the number, Xuesha Legion is full.

Timba Viscount is also very happy. He got five thousand gold coin(s) from his brother-in-law Luther III, but he only gave one thousand to Tarkel, but asked Tarkel to prepare according to three wine and meat rewards, and gave Tarkel warrant to act cheaply.

Tarkel did not disappoint him. After spending a little money, he got in touch with the stewards of the material warehouse in Xicheng District, and then took out a large amount of coarse grains from the warehouse and instructed the chef to make a large number of multi-grain breads, and bought a lot of salt Dried fish. By 5 o'clock in the afternoon, all preparations were completed by already, and the entire guard Legion camp fell into a cheerful banquet atmosphere.

Timba Viscount, the protagonist of the Legion rewarding snow shame, will naturally come here to inspect it, and toast to all Legion soldier(s) to boost morale, announce the rewards that will be obtained after the achievement, and the military discipline that will soon be strictly enforced. It's just that Timba's Viscount's mind is not on these small things. He carefully examined the rewards received by soldier(s) and found that each soldier(s) has a barbecue or braised meat, and a fruit and vegetable salad. There was a piece of steamed dried salted fish, a pound of potato roast, and a glass of ale full of ale. As for how much coarse grain bread to eat, I could not help frowning.

Tarkel thought that Timba Viscount was dissatisfied with the amount and weight of the reward. When he was trying to explain, he was pulled aside by Timba Viscount. Because Timba Viscount thinks there are too many rewards, why do you want fruits and vegetables? Why do you want salted fish, and there are so many coarse grain breads that are not wasted? If it is more severe, you can cut those meat portions in half. As for the potato, you should add more water, so that one serving can be changed into two servings. Even three servings ...

Timba Viscount hated iron and steel and told Tarkel that if his housekeeper let him do it, at least he could save four or five hundred gold coin(s) from that thousand gold fordes, and it would be wasted on these rough billets. It's a pity. Looking at the carriage background of Timba Viscount leaving indignantly, Tarkel felt that his perception of these big slave owners Aristocrat(s) was refreshed again. He shook his head with a bitter smile, and the wine and meat reward of more than 20,000 people was not a small amount like what he said to Timba Viscount. He already filled in that thousand gold fordes and spent more than 400 family funds. After all, this is the last feast of Xue Sha Legion soldier(s)'s life, and it has to make people eat better?

Since the evening, the camp where the Legion was banned has been closed, but there are still many soldier(s)s from the city defense forces who entered the camp through friends, and Tarkel didn't care, and ordered to let go of drinking, anyway, there was wine. Drinking until about 10 o'clock in the evening, the noisy camp finally calmed down, almost most of the soldier(s) drunk drunk and fell into dreamland. No one sent a whistle, no one was on guard, and no one was on duty. Within King City, nobody has the slightest sense of caution.

The slave gladiators who waited for a day were dispatched under the leadership of Lorist. Els opened the side back door in the guard Legion camp. A killing feast was waiting for these red-eyed slave gladiators.

Blood and blood flowed across the ground by the feet, this is a real blood flow, and there are corpses all over the place ...

An hour ago, this place was still full of carnivals, but at this moment it became a slaughterhouse. People in the drunken village lost their lives with joy.

There was a vomiting sound behind him. Even before the departure, the slave gladiator who vowed to pay blood debts and relentlessly became increasingly hesitant in this silent killing, even feeling sick and trying to vomit.

It is very easy to kill an enemy who is drunk in the dream, just press the long sword at the junction of his shoulders and throat and press it down to ensure that he will pass away quickly and painlessly. But let you kill twenty in one breath, or even more often, then even the slave gladiator who claims to be the most ferocious has begun to soften ...

This is a living life, not a killing of chickens. Even if these drunken people are members of the slave gladiators' most hated slavery and the fierce hire Mercenary, at this moment they are drunk with an idiot-like smile on their purring faces and are drunk in their dreamland, facing A slave gladiator with a sword is as defenseless as a baby.

"This is murder, not fighting ..." Finally, a slave gladiator dropped his sword and fell to his knees on the flowing mud. "I would rather fight face to face with them than silently." Take their lives ... "

"Because you see yourself as a warrior, you think so." Lorist appeared beside this slave gladiator. The low voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to more than 1,000 slaves present. Gladiator's ear: "But you're wrong. It's not innocent people who are drunk on the ground, but **** beasts with their hands full of blood, who bear the injustices of countless old and weak women and children. Think about how they rushed Into the peaceful village, **** and plunder the freedom of others, in their eyes, you are not their kind, but two-legged cows and sheep that bring wealth to them ...

Think of your loved ones and companions who died in their hands. Think of your cannibalism with your companions in the gladiatorial arena to make these beasts laugh. So will you still be soft? Pick up your sword, and as a warrior, your responsibility is to fight for yourself and your companions. These are just beasts in human skin. Every time you kill one, innocent people will have more security. ... "

The slave gladiator who dropped the sword is ashamed and picked up his sword again, the silent killing continues

"Hurry up ahead ..." An anxious urging came from behind, seeming to be deeply dissatisfied with the hesitation and slowness of the more than 1,000 slave gladiators who played the role of hangman. Nearly a hundred Norton Family soldier(s) wearing Legion soldier(s) Bronze breastplates of the guards came out. They did not wear Bronze helmets. They were expressionless, indifferent like puppets, their swords fell together, and drunks on the ground lost their lives in groups. .

Silver Moon above her head seemed unable to bear to see the killing that took place under her eyelids, hiding her innocence behind the faint clouds, but the dim red crescent of the blood moon in the sky became brighter.

Now only one third of the camp is cleared, but already has passed for more than an hour. No wonder the Charade in the back will be anxiously urged. He is responsible for leading more than 2,000 young slaves waiting to relocate the granary behind the camp. And the arsenal, but also prepare to strip the better equipped armor from the corpses on the ground. What he was most worried about was that he alarmed the enemies in the camp into a dogfight, which made him fail to move the supplies.

The two thousand young and strong slaves are the result of his efforts last night. Behind the gladiator field is the shack area where the King City slaves live. The homes of five or six hundred slaves who work in the gladiator field are there. However, the slave area is under the surveillance of the North City Wall City Defence Brigade, and the movement of the slave area standing on the high wall of the city can be seen at a glance.

However, this is not Charade. He sent a few trusted slaves into the slave area with Gold Gladiator Kat Ross and Mason posing as slaves, and then found the location of the sewer in a hidden shack from above. A tunnel was dug down, and more than 3,000 slaves nearby were secretly transferred to the underground cell, preparing sufficient labor for the next handling task.

Lorist Xinma Yuma walked around the camp, the sword in his hand swayed randomly, the tip of the sword burst from time to time, and fell into the ground and drunk soldier(s)'s throat and forehead, not much effort, Lorist The sword has harvested nearly a hundred lives.

There is no mental pressure to kill these drunk ghosts Lorist. Just like playing previous games, he feels that these are all npc, and killing them is no big deal. What he didn't realize was that, somehow, Lorist's eyes became reddish, revealing a **** smell that made people shudder, and he just felt that everything in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer The veil of blood red veil ...

Lorist stood still. At this moment, his thinking and telepathy were spreading in all directions like mercury leaking out, and soon occupied the entire guard Legion camp. One hundred or two were not drunk in the front camp. An individual was also roasting a goat around the campfire. There were still a few people in the barracks on the left who were cleaning themselves, and a dozen cooks on the stove on the right were preparing a sumptuous supper for themselves, by the stove. Two other slaves secretly took the bones and tore on the old, tough and scorched meat.

Strange, how does this feel like the feeling of killing three hundred people on that ship when you broke out of the fleet of Chickadee Chamber of Commerce in the Hidegold Bay's Flying Fish? As if everything is under his control, and even those people are about to know the actions they are about to do, but at that time they were stiff and stiff. Although they knew they were killing people, they could not control themselves like they are now. Body,

Lorist squats, stands, stretches out, bends down, lowers his head, sideways, and finally stretches out his fingers to grab a few hands in mid air, making sure that he can master every movement of his body easily and freely. Well, I remember that I was in a real danger when I was on the boat. More than 300 people embraced the sword and had no way to retreat before they forced themselves into the blood-red world. But now it's just a light-hearted killing, how can he get himself into this strange blood-red world? And I still feel so awake and free?

Unexpected things Lorist will not think about it. Since entering this blood red world, don't waste it. Lorist respected himself, the whole person seemed like a clear smoke, disappeared from the place suddenly, when it appeared again, already was in the front of the campfire at the front of the camp, his body turned around, the star was shining, he was roasting mutton and drinking ale or two hundred At that moment, the visitors suddenly became rigid one by one, and then fell to the ground one after another. The ale in one hand was splashed on the bonfire when he fell, and a flame flew up Lao Gao ...

One of the more than ten cooks over there glanced up, just to see the crowd fell to the ground, his complexion became terrified, he was about to open his mouth and yell, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, a The icy long sword was inserted into his mouth, and the tip of the sword came out of his head.

After cooking over a dozen cooks, Lorist remembers that there are two living people at the stove. already appears next to the stove. Looking at the probe, they can see that there are still many whip marks on the two thin bones The slaves were hiding inside, holding the bones and embracing them, and the marks of the slaves were still on their left shoulders.

The long sword of Lorist slaps across the back of the two slaves, and the two slaves stunned by holding their bones. This is a helpless move. If you want to save them, you must stun them first and take them away. Otherwise, there will be only two consequences for them to see the corpse and the merciless killing of the land. Scream, that will add a lot of trouble to Lorist ...

The killing finally ended at two in the middle of the night. Lorist already retreated from the blood-red world. This time, he did not fall to the ground for a few days and nights as he did last time, but his face was a little bit Pale and very tired mentally, now I just support it reluctantly, watching my family soldier(s) vomiting while peeling pieces of leather armor and equipment from the body on the ground.

The slave Great Sword Master Shuss came to Lorist, and his face was very pale.

"Tired?"

Shuss Da Jiansi shook his head: "I didn't feel tired physically, but when I saw the corpses everywhere, I found that I didn't feel the slightest sense of happiness. I don't know why, I killed so many slave arrest teams I hated Members, but I do n’t have the pleasure of revenge, even I feel a little tired ... "

Lorist laughed dryly: "Yeah, we killed more than 20,000 people with more than 1,000 people. This is a remarkable record, and we are not damaged. Only the enemy does not have the power to fight back, let We feel invincible. And we are fighters, not butchers. Such unilateral killings are unbearable to many people. Otherwise, take the slave gladiators back first. The killings tonight are for them. Great excitement ... "

Looking in the direction of Lorist's fingers, most of the familiar slave gladiators slumped on the ground without saying a few words, and several slave gladiators were still crying together ...

Shuss Great Sword Master looked at the soldier(s) of Norton Family again, and couldn't help sighing: "Lord(s), your family armed forces is really unmatched. They are very strong and well-trained. The killing just now was nothing to them. Influence. "

"Because they firmly believe that what they are doing is right." Lorist said with pride, "Killing these beasts is like killing the magical beast who attacked our family Territory. The more they kill the family they want to protect, The safer and better life will be, the Norton Family will never be sentimental for the enemy, because only the dead enemy skilled personnel is the best enemy ... "

"Well, only the dead enemy skilled personnel is the best enemy, Locke Lord(s), this sentence is really domineering!" Shuss Sword exaggerated.

"We did the same." Lorist smiled lightly: "Let's go and see later, Charade how many things they already moved back."

"Yes, you two come here. There are two slaves beside this cooktop. I was stunned. You took them to the gladiatorial arena."

"Yes, Lord(s)."

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