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Chapter 469 Orc Soldiers

The townspeople of Lishui Town, who had been wiped out because of the gang of bandits, suddenly lost their voices. They closed their mouths one by one, not daring to speak loudly, and glanced back and forth at Downton and Hu Tao.

Except for the snow-white super beast Falcon, Hutao, who was covered in blood and holding a human head, shocked everyone even more. The young mayor didn't have any surprises, which meant that he often saw that cute little loli killing people.

"Tell them to dig faster. If they can't finish it within ten minutes, they will all be executed!"

Downton was impatient to wait any longer. Because the orc bandits were aliens, they were more ruthless in their plundering. Wherever they passed, the towns would be slaughtered and burned, leaving no one alive.

"Didn't you hear the master's order? Work quickly!"

Jackson whipped the captives with a whip. The crackling sound of the whip scared some children to tears, and the entire farm near the main road was silent.

The prisoners squatted on the ground and dug furiously. The soil was so hard that their fingernails were broken off and their blood dripped. Some old bandits couldn't bear the punishment and began to scream and curse.

"I don't want to dig anymore. If you have the ability, kill me."

"Then I'll make it happen for you!"

Jackson pulled out his saber and chopped off the old gangster's head without blinking. Blood spewed out from the neck cavity and sprinkled on the several gangsters next to him.

The others were so scared that they dug faster.

"Don't do anything, let's dig!"

A few old gangsters who were clamoring were suppressed. They just vented their anger and dissatisfaction, and were lazy by the way. Who knew that the other party was too ruthless and would kill as many people as they wanted.

Jackson ignored these people's pleas for mercy and slashed at them with his machete, knocking them all to the ground.

Blood splattered, corpses lay on the ground, and some severed heads rolled around.

"Why rub it? Dig a hole quickly!"

One of the robbers was trembling with fear and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face. As a result, he was kicked by Jackson and whipped hard with his whip.

This time, no one dared to explode. They all worked hard to dig the soil. Even if they knew that it might be a big hole where they would be buried alive, they did not dare to hesitate.

The townspeople were all dumbfounded, and some timid ones couldn't stand the stimulation and squatted on the ground and vomited.

"Mayor Downton, is this too harsh?"

The old mayor couldn't stand it anymore.

"When they killed you, they never thought of sparing your lives." Downton glared at the old mayor and his tone became cold, "Or are you saying that you are in the same group with them?"

"Sir, please forgive me, I have nothing to do with them."

When Downton glanced at him, the old mayor's whole body suddenly became cold, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, crying and explaining.

"Get up. I just want you to understand that you must be cruel to your enemies. Only by killing them will they not dare to provoke you." Downton glanced at the townspeople, "Remember, I will try my best.

I will protect you, but this town, your home, ultimately needs you to defend it."

"Mayor Downton is right about executing these robbers. Let them know that if they want to rob, they have to pay the price with their lives." The young men shouted, and they did not want to be lambs.

With the killing and suppression, three-meter-high wooden stakes were quickly erected, and the prisoners were driven aside. They all knelt on the ground, and would be whipped if they made the slightest move.

"I need the corpse to scare the other robbers, so draw lots and one-third of you will be hung on it."

Downton snapped his fingers. Jackson brought over the tin can that had been prepared, which was filled with shaved bamboo skewers.

"What? Isn't this too cruel?"

Seeing that their lives were about to be handed over to a bamboo stick, all the prisoners were furious, but no one dared to resist. Not to mention the Krupp giant standing next to him with a battle axe, the Snow Falcon alone gave them all the confidence.

Dismissed.

"I don't have time to waste with you. After thirty seconds, if you don't draw lots, you will be punished by drawing lots!" Downton snorted, and the Krupps immediately prepared to kill.

"I'll smoke! I'll smoke!"

The smart bandit took action immediately, and everyone rushed up. After all, the more bamboo sticks, the lower the chance of winning.

"Goddess, I missed!"

One bandit saw that the lower part of the bamboo stick was colorless and screamed happily. The other one saw that it was painted red and immediately turned pale and collapsed to the ground.

"You guys, go and hang him up." Taking advantage of the time of drawing lots, Downton pointed to a few bandits who had narrowly escaped and asked them to hang up the leader of the bandits who had been beaten to death.

"Don't you want to die?" Downton scanned and selected more than 20 people, "I'll give you a chance. Now report the high-ranking members of this bandit group and the gangsters who have killed more than three people. All you have to do is say

If you give out two, you can survive."

The bandits went crazy. Faced with this slim chance of survival, they began to bite like mad dogs. Those who were not selected suddenly cursed when they saw that they were affected.

"Drag out all those named and break their limbs!"

Downton frowned, these guys were really scum, more than half of them had killed three people.

The sky above the farm was full of shrill screams and wailings. The townspeople watched Krupp drag the gangsters out by their hair, break their spines and limbs, and then hang them on wooden stakes. They had a deep impression of Downton.

Awe.

When Downton led the team away, more than a hundred corpses were hung on the road outside Lishui Town. As the summer wind swayed, some hungry vultures couldn't wait and landed on them in advance.

Some townspeople knelt down and thanked Downton for saving their lives, while others felt that Downton was simply the devil incarnate, killing people like crazy.

"Aren't you worried that it will backfire when you do this?" Cheap God was puzzled. "You saved them. This is a great favor. Why do you do it so much?"

"You are wrong. I am the mayor. They will think that it is natural for me to save them. And the most important thing is that they have not been robbed and killed yet, and they do not have a deep understanding of the harm this time. Therefore, they are grateful to me.

Only a very small part.”

"I told you before that we should wait until the robbers killed one-third of the townspeople before taking action." Jackson interjected, feeling that the master was too merciful.

"Shut up." Downton is a good man after all, and he can't bear to lose his life.

"People's hearts are something that is difficult to fathom. Throughout history, if a country implements benevolent governance, it will take at least more than ten years for the king to gain the support of the people. This kind of effect is too slow. The strategy for the Western Region is coming soon, and I can't wait.

So I show them my devilish side, and when Placido orders the conscription to resist me, they will remember what happened today."

Downton explained, "People all have selfish desires. Facing a 'Devil Mayor' like me, what do you think they will do?"

"It must be a sign of being passive and sabotaging work." The cheap god understood Downton's purpose.

"It's just killing some bandits, don't you care?" Homer said disdainfully, "Which of them doesn't have many lives on hand? According to me, killing them all can deter other people."

Perhaps because Homer is an ancient grimoire, in his consciousness, the law is greater than human kindness, and killing must be punished with life. Even if civilians cannot restrain their behavior, then use the law to restrain them.

The group of orc bandits discovered by Hu Tao were much more cautious than this one. The militia on duty in Dongcao Town had their heads cut off by the orc scouts without even giving a signal.

Bringing human slaves affected their mobility, so the orcs chose to kill them all, and the farmland near Dongcao Town was instantly shrouded in death.

The fields were full of running humans, and some men held sickles and dung forks and rushed decisively towards the orc bandits, in order to buy some time for their wives and children to escape.

"The mantis' arm is like a chariot!"

A wild boar man stabbed the man in front of him to death. He threw his spear and pierced the vest of a woman more than ten meters away, then nailed her to the ground.

The little boy she was holding fell out, and the wheat ears in her hands were scattered on the ground.

"Mother!"

The little boy lay beside the body and cried.

The wild boar man ran over, pulled out his spear, and stabbed the boy without hesitation. Racial hatred cannot be eliminated by death.

Before the quilboar could take action, a tomahawk spun and shot down from the sky. After splitting it into two pieces, it was deeply embedded in the soil, causing dust to fly.

The huge snow falcon spread its wings in the sky, blocking out the sun and casting a large shadow on the farm. The orcs who were running and killing looked up, there was a brief pause, but soon they looked towards the road, because

A troop of cavalry rushed over at great speed.

"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"

Downton roared angrily. He didn't expect that he was still a step too late. The blood and corpses on the ground made his anger completely explode.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

A bunch of golden dragon spears were fired, killing the orcs. Downton kept waving his arms and throwing the Hammer of Judgment, smashing corpses all over the ground.

The runes between his eyebrows lit up brightly, and the flame banshee appeared beside him, frantically providing magic energy.

boom!

An ice gun was shot at Downton. At the same time, the ground cracked and the soil was scattered. A demon earthworm jumped out, opened its mouth, and sprayed green acid at him.

Zhi! Zhi!

Some acid was spilled on the ground, instantly corroding the soil into a black color. It was also highly toxic and filled the air with a foul smell.

"Surround and kill him!"

The bandit leader took action. He gave an order, and the wild boar bandits immediately surrounded them. There were also shamans beating war drums to bless them.

"Male, how are these bandits? They are clearly the regular army of the orcs!" Downton guessed their origins as soon as he saw these orders and prohibitions, and there were even shamans lined up among the wild boars.

Every summer harvest is also the day when the orcs plow grass and valleys. Of course, several armies from the Western Region have also plundered their tribes. However, with the relaxation of armaments in recent years and the decline in the quality of the soldiers, no human corps dares to wreak havoc on the Sunset Prairie anymore.

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The orc tribe is poor, and if they don't plow grass and grain to accumulate food, many people will starve to death in winter. However, humans are different. Although they cannot eat every meal, they can at least make a living. With a way out, who is willing to risk their lives to fight?

If the general is willing, he must also accommodate the wishes of the ordinary soldiers, otherwise they will be beheaded if the camp is bombed.

"Surrender and avoid death!"

Thiessen shouted the human lingua franca he had just learned, but it was of no use. As the number of deaths increased, the wild boar men fought more and more crazily.

"I, Di Polo, what's going on with these guys? Are they all crazy?" Thiessen was shocked. He even saw some wild boars throwing spears at the snow falcons, showing their fearlessness to the extreme. (To be completed.)

Continued..)

ps: There is another power outage today, but the electricians from the Electricity Bureau are repairing the lines, hoping to solve the problem of voltage and frequent power outages!

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