But it is useful for the Great Yuan Kingdom!

It can not only reduce the food consumed by the slaves, but also increase the fatigue of the soldiers in Xiangyang City.

Why not?

Every detail of the battlefield matter is very important, and the more chances of victory can be increased, the better.

As for the match at the beginning?

Of course it is also possible, but Da Yuan is different.

The regular army can be combined into various battle formations.

Once the most powerful battle formation is assembled, even a martial artist at the Divine Vein Realm will be confused.

A slightly weaker battle formation can also contend against many veteran Qimai Realm powerhouses.

Therefore, both sides took the lead in letting the low-end combat power go first for this reason.

The opening king bomb is even better.

However, then you have to think carefully about whether the other side will do the same.

In the case of mutual wariness and scruples, everyone is also willing to adopt more conservative rules to fight by default.

"kill!"

Numerous unarmed slaves rushed numbly and frantically, among them there may be many people from Song Dynasty and Ming Dynasty.

But in this situation, the defenders don't care so much.

then.

The slaves were more like animals being slaughtered in a slaughterhouse, powerless to fight back, one by one blood stained the loess, their heads fell to the fields.

A gust of wind blows.

The screams of countless slaves before they died were blown to pieces.

Beigong Wuyue could easily feel the pungent smell of blood in the air.

The black eyes are betting on a certain direction.

Blood energy full of bloody smell gathered there quietly.

It's really hard to be noticed.

"Is this the purpose of a demon cultivator?" Beigong Wuyue thought silently, and was not too surprised.

Looking at piles of corpses lying upside down, blood seeped into the soil, blood and mud mixed together, making a mess.

original.

Has a horrific massacre already begun?

Glancing at the countless slaves who were lying or sitting, their eyes were full of despair and helplessness, Beigong Wuyue didn't pay much attention to it.

These slaves are actually in a state of exhaustion, and he can't save them.

To be precise, there is no free time.

He didn't have much time to have this kind of compassion.

My own affairs haven't been settled yet, but I started to care about others... That may not be a good thing.

He is willing to help if it's a little effort.

but.

Taking the initiative to help these slaves who can barely live for long is not something that can be explained by the so-called "little effort".

What's more, it's not like he didn't notice Lu Wenhuan's deeply hidden hatred gaze.

now it's right.

It is really hard for someone who can still smile after his son was killed.

The sound of fighting like wild beasts has been endless.

The smell of blood in the air was getting stronger and stronger.

Over time.

The sun was shining, and the air seemed to be burning.

Unfortunately, these scorching sun can't dispel nothing after all.

"Wu Yue, why are you just watching like this?" Enju Aihara leaned over and whispered.

She, Tina, Mibu Asaka and Senju Natsushi have arrived beside Kitamiya Muzuki, ready to fight at any time.

The rest are ready in other locations in Xiangyang City.

Everyone cooperates with each other.

"Let's watch first." Kitamiya Mutsuki said to Aihara Enju.

The situation can only be seen in detail on the battlefield.

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