Super Dragon Cultivation System

The three Zhang Xing came to the resettlement area with the crowd, and the soldiers guarding here just checked (the body sh n) the tokens and left.

There are all kinds of people in the resettlement area.

Not long after, a group of heavily armed soldiers came out.

A leader in front of the team spoke.

"Everyone listens well. It is the responsibility of each of our empires to defend the homeland. Now the empire is in danger."

"It's time for you to serve the Empire. Now I announce that you are honored to join the Empire."

"Below, everyone is lining up to collect clothes and (body sh n) tokens."

As soon as the leader's voice fell, the crowd exploded.

"What? Let's be cannon fodder? Go to death?"

"No (dry gan)!"

"Yes, don't (gangan), what the empire raises so many soldiers for (gangan), what we eat, we are taxpayers, your food and clothing parents, not scapegoats!"

"The law of the Empire does not stipulate this either, I oppose it!"

"What do you think of (Gan) for the glory fortress? I'm a nobleman and can't go to the battlefield!"

"I'm not a Sicilian ..."

Looking at the crowd who broke out, the leader sneered: "People who don't want to serve the empire stand to the left, and those who are willing to fight for the empire stand to the right."

Wow!

Before the commander finished speaking the second half, most people stood to the left, only a small part, and several thousand people stood to the right.

Still others remained in place.

The three Zhang Xing naturally stood to the right under his leadership.

The leader had no expression (qingqing), and saw the crowd gradually settle down, slowly raised his right arm and pointed to the left crowd.

"Give me (kill sha)!"

For a while, the magic crossbow machine springed instantly.

He (body sh n) was about 5,000 soldiers behind, and at the same time he showed a metal crossbow made of metal.

Without saying a word, they started to send to the crowd (shoot sh 射).

"what……"

Nearly 100,000 people on the left immediately screamed.

More than 10,000 people in the front row died instantly.

When others saw the situation was not good, they all ran to the right.

And the middle part of the people also changed greatly, and ran away in horror.

"Huh! Toast without eating and drinking, die without obeying orders."

"On the battlefield, there may still be a chance of survival."

The leader sneered, without continuing to order to fire.

Basically those who stay here are outsiders, or people without any background or ability.

The big businessmen and aristocrats fled on their flying mounts when they saw war at the fortress.

Although there are not many people, there are more than 300,000. Instead of letting them consume food here, it is better to send them to death.

After more than 10,000 people died, no one dared to make a noise.

They all honestly received worn out military uniforms, and a (sh n) token that could not represent anything.

What else can the cannon fodder do? This is just a means for the military to comfort people.

No one found that there should be a strong **** spirit here, it seems that the dim can be ignored.

Of course, these people's attention is not here, even if they feel surprised, they don't think too much.

At this moment, the flames in the eyes of the dark knight Mo Li in Dragon Island were jumping cheerfully, and a large number of ghosts were sucked into the flames and turned into his own energy.

This soul is like a cow to him, and he doesn't quench his thirst at all.

But Zhang Xing said that he would soon be able to enjoy a rich meal.

Mo Li was ready to fight at any time. He rode on the undead war horse, holding a sword in his hand, motionless, like a dark statue.