Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 224 It’s so clean to die in vain

"Sigh, how could this be?"

Sitting slumped on the throne, the Golden King had long lost his former majesty.

The noise and chaos of the battlefield are still approaching, and there is no longer peace under the king's sedan chair.

Who doesn't care about his own life when he is surrounded by swords?

"Your Majesty, we'd better retreat quickly, I'm afraid everyone can't hold on any longer!"

Seeing the guards around him tightening their grip on the hilt of their swords, now that things have come to this, I'm afraid I can't do anything if I don't listen...

So the Golden King stood up unsteadily and waved his hand.

"Then let's retreat first. Let's go back to the tribe and invite the Dragon God to fight again!"

As soon as the word "Dragon God" was spoken, the collapsed morale finally showed some signs of recovery.

The guards were also very fast. They picked up the king's sedan and prepared to leave.

But when several others tried to lift General Huang's stretcher, he clutched his chest and climbed up with difficulty.

"No need, I can go by myself..."

Upon seeing this, the Golden King frowned and shouted in a low voice.

"Ah Huang, what are you doing up here? Just rest and recuperate!"

But General Huang bowed respectfully, but insisted.

"Father, the rejuvenation liquid they sell is very powerful. I feel that my injuries have recovered a lot. Now is the time to use people..."

As soon as these words came out, even the cold and arrogant Golden King could not help but feel his eyes well up.

Yuna, my life has been extremely dirty, but at least this child, I didn’t let you...

But he was still feeling sentimental in his heart, and the noise in his ears suddenly became louder.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the situation has changed!"

It was the red general who was screaming loudly. He was holding something tightly in his arms and hurriedly approached, obviously wanting to offer it to the king himself.

This is the king's confidant, and his status in the tribe is second only to the Golden King. Naturally, no one dares to stop him.

However, just as he was approaching the king unimpeded, General Huang suddenly roared and lunged forward with his shaky body.

"Father, be careful!"

puff.

Amidst the dull sound of sharp weapons piercing flesh, the entire royal sedan fell silent.

Seeing his only child falling helplessly amid the splatter of blood, the Golden King's face froze with a funny expression.

Using the dagger in his hand to kill the prince who tried to stop him, the red general gritted his teeth again after a moment of panic and hesitation.

This is the only chance for him to step onto the throne. Even if the matter is exposed, there is only one way to go now!

So he stepped over General Huang's body, hurriedly took a few steps, and pointed the tip of the knife directly at the Golden King's chest.

And if he dared to cause trouble at this time, he was naturally not the only one near the royal sedan.

While he was attacking, many of his guards also rebelled against him, helping him drag down everyone else around him.

One-on-one, the Red General was confident in killing the Golden King, whose level was far inferior to his own.

But to be able to sit firmly in this position of leadership, the Golden King relies on more than blood.

When General Red was only three steps away from him, he calmly took out a scroll from his sleeve.

With the input of activated magic power, the scroll shattered into ashes inch by inch, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.

The magic stored in it is attached to the established framework in order, and the extremely complex magic gradually takes shape in mid-air.

Three-ring magic·instant ice killing technique.

This is the treasure that the Golden King got from the Dragon God at a great price.

I originally thought of using it to deal with the sacrificial assassination of those who were oppressed, but I didn't expect that it would be used here.

The reason why this magic is worth three rings is naturally because of its "instant cast".

Therefore, from the Red General's perspective, before he could see clearly what the Golden King had done, a sharp ice pick had already pierced his forehead.

As the bloody ice tip passed through his skull, the red general, whose head was smashed, fell to the ground with a plop.

The real owner was dead, and the guards following him also stopped in confusion and fear.

The Golden King's eyes wandered among the corpses under the sedan chair, and he suddenly let out a sigh.

In the end, there was a series of laughter that seemed both sad and joyful, which could be called crazy.

But after the laughter stopped suddenly, the sullen Golden King showed a terrifying contrast in his calmness.

"killed!"

Without their backbone and running head, these personal guards who betrayed the king barely resisted, and they all fell into a pool of blood.

Even under the king's sedan chair, there was a ruthless fight between the same roommates. The frustrated Golden King ordered his men to burn his beloved son's body on the spot.

Seeing Ah Huang's face gradually distorting in the flames, he withdrew his reluctant gaze.

"Let's go, let's go to the Hanging Castle and complain to the Dragon God!"

At the same time, General Orange completely lost hope when he saw the Golden King escaping alone in a sedan chair amidst the chaos.

In despair, he sighed and slit his neck with a dagger.

Since then, six of the seven generals have died, and the Golden King has fled in a panic.

The lizard army had lost all its backbone and was completely reduced to a piece of loose sand with no resistance left...

Oh, there is still one alive.

"Surrender, I surrender!"

Cang Lang's fist almost hit General Zi's head, but he heard him yelling such a sentence at the top of his lungs.

General Zi actually didn't have much hope. After all, killing all the invading enemies was a normal thing in Yangyue World.

He just shouted a little bit under the influence of the desire to survive, it was just a meaning.

Unexpectedly, he closed his eyes and waited for death, but the pain of his broken neck never came.

Instead, I heard something coming from my ears.

"You surrendered, right? Surrender without killing!"

"Wha...what?"

General Zi couldn't believe his ears. He slowly opened his eyes, only to find that his head was still there.

In a daze, he almost lost his breath and fell directly to the ground.

"What, surrender without killing!"

When the other lizardmen saw this situation, their eyes almost popped out of their heads.

Either way, it's death. One of them boldly approached.

"Sir, can you really survive by surrendering!?"

"Uh……"

Hiding the knife covered in lizardman blood behind his back, the gray wolf nodded.

"We are regular troops. We will not kill those who surrender and treat prisoners of war preferentially."

"Then sir, I surrender now!"

"Brother, I surrender too!"

"Dad! My son is already kneeling!"

It can only be said that they are worthy of the color of their scales. If the lizardmen escape faster than they charge, then the speed of surrender is faster than the two combined.

<divclass="contentadv"> The players felt that they had not even chased them very much, and all the red lizardmen in front of them turned yellow [surrendered].

"Boiled!"

Killing prisoners is punished by experience, so no matter how angry they are, they can only stop there.

However, by the time the war reached this point, more than two thousand lizardmen had actually been killed.

The total number of tribesmen who survived because of the surrender was only three hundred.

Standing together with more than a thousand players, they looked like a group of walking garrison guards.

On the hillside, Ji Ming wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

He originally thought that today's battle, even if it was not the desperate battle last time, would make the players bleed severely.

As a result, regardless of whether the lizard man was beaten enough or not, when the experience was really gained, he didn't even have enough life points.

Fortunately, I operated quickly, otherwise the lizard man would have been raped by the players today and he would have died.

It's a pity that the old boy Golden King escaped too quickly and couldn't be caught. Otherwise, this battle would have been a perfect victory.

But the battle is over, and another more important question is placed in front of the players.

Although as a predatory tribe, the scale-armored tribe, regardless of gender, is considered a "fighting warrior" as long as they are healthy adults.

But no matter how many combatants there are, there are still about a thousand old, weak, and children at home after all the troops have been mobilized.

So what to do with these prisoners?

In other words, how to deal with this scale-armored tribe that has had all its defenses stripped away?

"How about killing them all? Let's just make do with it!"

But construction is always more complicated than destruction. The Player Council discussed it for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution.

After referring to a lot of historical information and asking countless people from barrages to reality, I finally came up with an execution plan that was barely plausible.

First of all, in order to tie people's hearts, the family members of the more than 300 surrendered soldiers must not stay in the tribe.

It just so happens that the size of the dog village has almost expanded into a dog town. Then let them live in it as new residents.

While participating in urban production and construction, they also stay here as hostages.

But having this handle does not mean that Jiang Zong can be completely trusted.

Therefore, these lizardmen will all be dispersed and re-divided into several combat teams that have nothing to do with each other and are directly responsible to the player council.

They will serve as patrols for the player's territory and sphere of influence, scattered across the vast land of the underground plains.

In this way, even if any of the teams wants to cause trouble, it will be difficult to cause any big disturbance.

As for the remaining several hundred lizardmen in the tribe, it is impossible to let them sit and eat for nothing.

As long as you can walk and move, you can go to the city to work in batches every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Tuesday, April and Saturday!

Those who can't work don't want to be idle. There will be a variety of handicrafts and other light industrial products for them to produce.

After all, players are here to play games, not to go to jail.

Weaving, farming, etc., playing a little cosplay, experiencing the life you yearn for, and just pretending to be a literary and artistic young man is enough.

These simple mechanical tasks are really painful, and many players have already walked out of the logistics center to enjoy the game.

After all, who would have nothing to do during the day and work in the game at night?

...Why are you playing that game? That's okay.

As for producing so many goods, whether they can be sold...

First of all, that is something that the pioneers need to consider. It has nothing to do with you lizardman war criminals. Don't be lazy!

Secondly, it can be seen from the closed beta that everything from the closed beta will definitely be carried over to the open beta.

So at worst, we can just leave the dungeon at that time and sell it to other NPCs outside.

All in all, all of you, get moving and get busy, and don’t leave any room for second thoughts!

But even if it is not the first time for many players to be managers, it is definitely the first time to be managers with such power.

If one has the power of life and death, the wisdom required in many places will not be the smallest bit.

By the time they had implemented the discussed plan and modified it until it was operational, it was already the morning of the second day.

Not all players have the courage, or are short-sighted enough to give up their jobs for such a thing.

Therefore, even if there are many more professional players, this is the time when the number of players is the smallest.

As the leader of the scale-armored lizardmen mercenaries belonging to the Pioneers United Council, Captain Zi finally officially took up his post at the gate of the underground city.

...Actually, the position assigned to him at the beginning was captain. After all, he looked like he was wearing a big hat now, but in fact, he only had seven or eight people under his command.

But the brothers took a closer look at this title and found that it really didn't work.

After all, even if he can be Captain Purple, the player cannot be Taijun Kurotou!

So he was promoted from captain to captain, and was given an exclusive uniform with "Don't Stop" written on the back by that narrow-minded ghost.

He originally thought he was going to fail today, and even if he survived, he would be humiliated in public by this group of humans.

But there are plenty of wild monsters to kill to vent your anger, so who would be unhappy by torturing prisoners when they have nothing to do?

Instead, he was coerced by several humans and asked to chat with a strange thing.

From what I did last night to what I ate yesterday, from the situation within the lizard-men tribe to how the lizard-men are...

Cough, Shen He, don’t look at me.

"Thank you, my mother gave birth to me, but I was in an egg at first."

In short, it was just like chatting, talking about a lot of things about the lizard people and the scale tribe.

And every time General Zi felt that humans were going to take the opportunity to tease him, he would find that the other party seemed to just happen to chat.

So much so that his back felt loose and tight at times. It was obviously a very common topic, but after the conversation, he was trembling all over.

"Okay, okay, thank you Captain Zi for sharing with us. Family, let's go to the Scale Tribe again."

I had just breathed a long sigh of relief and was about to change my stance and take a rest when I suddenly heard something.

"What, first time?"

He was so frightened that he almost flew up on the spot, trembling and looking around, before finally noticing the black figure not far away.

The underground plain is dark, and black things will appear more blurry.

He glanced at it with his peripheral vision before, thinking it was a stone and didn't pay attention to it.

Now when I took a closer look, I realized that it was actually a big wolf!

Ever since he was so frightened that he almost fainted yesterday, he felt his body was getting worse and worse, and he fell down as soon as his eyes blurred.

"Captain, what are you doing? Commander!"

After all, this was the "savior" who opened up a new route for everyone. Several team members rushed over to help him.

Chloe, on the other hand, looked confused and thought about it carefully before reacting.

I thought it was because he had a huge heart and could not express his emotions or anger, but it turned out that he didn’t notice himself at all...

Struggling to stand up, Captain Zi immediately began to please cautiously.

"You...dare I ask who you are?"

"My lord? Who am I? I'm just a prisoner like you."

Lying on a flat stone at the city gate, Chloe sighed.

"Newcomer, I see you look like this, have you been tortured to the point of stripping by him?"

"What? Take off..."

"Captain, why did you fall down again? Commander!"