leonardwarren Chapter 829 Kill Or Surrender
Chapter 829 Kill Or Surrender
It's unbelievable that such a huge Wu clan dynasty has turned into such an unrecognizable appearance.
There is no law at the top, no way out at the bottom, the power of rules has been lost, the beasts and crops have been destroyed or killed, and now they are eating people.
The entire witch clan fell into a collective dream of death, and no one seemed to wake up.
Apart from the grief in Xuan's heart, he also lamented that he could not fight for it. The entire Wu clan clearly has a land of 90,000 li, no matter how bad it is, why is it like this? !
Ugh
Sighing lightly, Xuan ordered Yu Lingwei, "Kill those old bustards, witch officials, and those who join in the fun there, and the rest, bring them along and continue walking!"
"Yes, Lord Xuan!"
Several imperial guards flew down, and the purple armor reflected a cold light in the sunlight.
However, after several sword strikes, the fierce sword light struck and cleaned up those who were still laughing just now.
"Ah, you guys are from the Immortal Realm?" A sorcerer who fell to the ground bleeding said with his last breath.
When they saw the corpses of the Wu people wrapped in animal skins and clanging around their necks, everyone was so frightened that they fell to their knees, not daring to breathe.
Xuan picked a demon official wearing an official uniform, put his sword against his throat, "Tell me, what's going on with you?"
"Going back to my lord, those Wu Clan people wrapped in animal skins originally wanted to take the opportunity to go to the Monster Clan to get a share."
As he was talking, Xuan seemed to smell a pungent smell of urine. He rolled his eyes and found that the place where the sorcerer was kneeling was already wet.
He raised his head back in disgust, and Yu Lingwei hurriedly stood up and said, "My lord, let me come!"
After finishing speaking, with a wave of his hand, a big-eared melon seed landed on the monster's face, instantly engraving five bright red palm prints.
"Didn't you be quite arrogant just now? How dare you disgust us adults!"
"No, no, don't dare, the Wu clan is already rotten from the top, and we can't help it."
Before the shaman continued to speak, Yu Lingwei slapped him again, and the shaman fell to the ground like a swollen pig's head.
"My lord, the slave family has no way out, it's like hell here."
A woman with a pretty face and messy clothes said in a crying voice.
"Yes~ yes~ there is no way out."
Xuan didn't say much, he just wanted to rush to the new capital of the Wu Clan as soon as possible, and see what the monarch was doing to leave so many people with no way out.
Xuan pointed slightly at the rope, and Yu Lingwei understood what he meant, kill what he kills, use the rope to pull what he wants, grab all the rare treasures that should be snatched, these are all spoils of war.
After finishing all this, continue to move towards the new capital of the Wu Clan.
Continue to advance to a few towns, the situation is not too different. Before the Yulingwei officially started fighting, the deacon's shaman led a group of people to surrender.
Xuan led the imperial guard team, followed by a long line of slaves, as if entering a land without people.
By the next morning, it was still the same. There were more and more slaves, and the loot was getting richer and richer. In half a day, we would be able to reach the new capital of the Wu Clan.
Xuan saw a battle involving thousands of people fighting below, so he watched with great interest.
"Feng Lao is not dead, you dare to invade my Dragon Witch tribe, today, I want to show you the strength of my Dragon Witch!"
The opponent roared, it was a middle-aged man with a half-white beard, his face seemed to be distorted with anger, and his teeth were chattering.
"Hmph, do you still think that the ancestor of the Dragon Witch is still alive? You dare to bully me. If you are sensible, quickly bow your head and profess your ministers. For the sake of the same clan, I will spare your lives."
The other party was also unwilling to let go, and retaliated fiercely. The Wu clan soldiers on both sides had already sharpened their swords and were ready for arrows.
"Humph, it's interesting, you actually hit yourself!" Xuandan snorted coldly, descended from the clouds, and hung in the air.
The two sides who were about to start the battle saw Xuan and Yu Lingwei in purple battle armor, and the long line of slaves behind them, and they were suddenly trembling with fright, completely losing their vigor just now.
"My lord, we surrender!"
The tribal leaders of the two sides said this sentence almost in unison.
When Xuanzheng felt bored, a voice came out, "No, these high-ranking immortals actually invaded our territory and enslaved our people. The soldiers of our Wu clan must not be bloodless!"
"Exactly. I agree with what the elders of the Fengwu Tribe said. There are at least a few thousand of us in total, so at least we have to fight!"
The voices came from two tribes. The old men dressed in the costumes of the elders of the Wu tribe seemed to have a little bit of blood left on their bodies.
However, before they could make any more deafening appeals, the leader gave him a look, and the two soldiers with knives behind them stepped forward and wiped their necks.
Don't be old, think about it yourself, and bring so many of us with you!
After a while, the corpses of two bloody old men were sent to Xuan, and they were discarded in the wasteland like rags.
"My lord, don't be influenced by these old stubbornness, as long as you don't kill us, we surrender!"
The leader smiled obsequiously, and led the soldiers to kneel down with a pious gesture.
With an indifferent expression, Xuan moved his hand back slightly, and Yu Lingwei understood what he meant, killing and holding, taking away the treasures one by one.
So, next, thousands of people marched towards the new capital of the Wu Clan.
Close to the new capital of the witch tribe, the defense is actually very empty. On the city wall, there are soldiers lying in disorder holding wine bottles, and there are generals with sleepy eyes and hopeless and numb faces.
Seeing Xuan and Yulingwei in the Immortal Realm pressing down on thousands of Wu clansmen, they showed no intention of resisting, and there was not even a trace of struggle on their faces.
When they arrived at the entrance to the palace of the new capital of the Wu tribe, the soldiers guarding the city watched the crowd, and dared not draw their swords for a long time.
"Wait, do you want to resist?" Yu Lingwei pointed his sword at the imperial city, full of murderous intent.
"Dong dong clang clang" there was a sound of swords falling to the ground, "Don't dare, dare not!" The guards threw down their weapons and held their heads in their hands.
At the gate of the palace, Xuan led the imperial guards and drove straight in. Wherever they passed, the guards and maids knelt down and saluted.
There was no one in the meeting hall of the Wu Clan, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the ground. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.
In the huge palace, the place where state affairs were discussed was covered with ashes. It seems that this witch clan monarch has been absurd for a long time.
A place full of flowers in the harem, here is a newly built Fengyang Palace, with a double-eave roof of glazed tiles, a red lacquer door, and a common platform. There is a huge circular bath in the palace, which can be used by hundreds of people to bathe together.
The monarch of the Wu clan brought hundreds of concubines, drinking and having fun here all day long, and lived a life of upside-down day and night, drunken and rich.
Don't think about court affairs, don't see courtiers, and ignore the hardships of the people at the bottom.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Wake up! People from the fairy world are about to come in!"
A minister of the Wu tribe in court uniform knelt on the ground, pleading bitterly.