The armor of the one thousand slave warriors also glowed with khaki.
Although the light was faint, this layer of faint protection could offset a few blows from the saber.
The morale of the one thousand slave warriors was greatly boosted.
Jacob, who was standing opposite him, saw the magical light emanating from Mond and the slave warriors, and immediately shouted in shock: "Magician!!!"
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
Moreover, Jacob only now discovered that these one thousand slave warriors had been freed from their shackles and had been subdued by Mond to become his own warriors.
Rather than being sold as slaves.
With more than a hundred of his men, he dared to challenge Mond's men, who were composed of a thousand warriors of various races.
At this moment, Jacob felt so regretful that his intestines turned green.
But Mond didn't have the time to think about it.
Boom boom boom—
His steps were deep and he rushed forward with long strides.
The deep red sword light on the Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand flickered like a snake's tongue.
A powerful momentum surges out.
Mond's sword flashed and sent Jacob directly to see the King of Hell.
The divine power flashed again.
Fleeting glimpse is launched!
A dangerous deep red sword curtain suddenly splashed out from Mond's hand.
Puff, puff, puff—
Countless extremely piercing sounds of metal entering flesh were heard one after another.
The twenty or so gnolls behind were immediately thrown out like broken sacks.
They were killed one after another while still in mid-air.
Blood splattered and body parts flew everywhere on each corpse.
What surprised Norman was that the bodies did not shrivel up.
Only Jacob's body seemed to have been sucked away from all the source of laws.
Ding, absorb the origin of the second-grade intermediate werewolf law and gain 500 energy points!
Ding, kill the second-grade intermediate werewolf and obtain 5,000 evolution points!
All of the twenty or so gnoll subordinates have first-grade cultivation. The system simply does not bother to absorb the origin of the laws, and cannot generate any evolution points.
Only Jacob, the leader, who was a second-grade intermediate warrior, was able to gain some benefits.
Ye Fan knew that Mond had to kill second-level enemies in order to obtain evolution points and energy points.
The thousand slave warriors behind Mond were greatly encouraged by seeing how fierce Mond was.
The remaining eighty or so gnolls on the opposite side saw Mond kill his leader with one sword, and then killed more than twenty of his brothers with another sword.
It was so frightening that the soul was scared to death.
"Oh my god, run!"
"Lord Jacob is dead, run away!"
"… "
For a moment, the jackals lost their morale and fled in panic.
The barbarians' eyes were already filled with murderous intent.
At this moment he finally rushed into the crowd.
The heavy and sharp sabers seemed as light as a wick in their hands.
Woo woo woo—
Extremely swift blades quickly cut through the air.
The light of the divine power of the first level above is very dim, but the innate power of the barbarian itself is incredibly powerful.
With one or two slashes, the wolf man's resistance was knocked to the ground.
The next knife took the life as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
The second group to rush up were the werewolves.
The werewolves are as swift as the wind, which is different from the heavy and brave style of the barbarians.
They moved swiftly, passing by the gnolls in a flash.
Either the head is harvested, or a deep cut is left.
With one strike, they swept past.
If the enemy is not killed, leave it to the person behind to finish him off.
Finally, there are the barbarian slaves. These thugs have fierce eyes and are ruthless in their actions.
Often, even those who die need to be stabbed again.
The fighting style is more based on exchanging injuries desperately.
With the blessing of armor, they are even more unscrupulous.
In just one charge, Mond led a thousand slave warriors and killed Jacob and all the gnoll men.
The first battle was a victory, and all the slave warriors were full of high spirits.
There are a lot of ambitions and desires in each of his eyes.
Mond also showed off his strength a little bit.
This also made the thousand slave warriors respect Mond even more.
Ye Fan looked at this embryonic team and the murderous aura that was slowly gathering, and nodded secretly in his heart.
Following a strong man and always winning battles, this is the way of an iron army!
These one thousand slaves all have a good foundation. As long as Mond trains them well, they will immediately become a powerful army.
Ye Fan could also vaguely sense some of Mond's thoughts.
He knew this big man, and planned to use slavery contracts to get the most obedient troops in the shortest possible time.
Then, as long as you lead this army and keep winning battles, their loyalty will naturally be self-evident.
Finally, use this unit as officers at all levels to build an iron army that sweeps across the entire blood-soaked land.
Ye Fan knew that this idea was very feasible, but there were also many dangers and difficulties.
I have to say that although Mond is quite vicious, his methods are also not weak.
Standing among corpses and pools of blood, Mond's figure at this moment was being watched by everyone.
He said in a low voice: "Follow me, let's plunder Jacob's lair!"
"Today we will capture this raw water oasis!"
Behind him, all the soldiers responded loudly.
Mond turned back and said to Norman, "Norman, take the barbarians and transform this slave camp into a military fortress!"
"From now on, our base in Raw Water Oasis will stay here!"
"Yes, sir!"
Norman bowed in response, took seven hundred barbarian slaves, and quickly made arrangements.
Mond led the barbarians and werewolves and rushed towards the lair of Jacob and others.
Three hundred aggressive and fully armed alien warriors made everyone on the streets of Yuanshui Oasis give way.
And I smelled something bad.
When everyone saw the direction Mond and his warriors were heading, they all started talking.
"What's going on?!"
"I just saw Jacob rushing towards the slave camp, but now he is being chased out!"
"I just heard a lot of screams coming from the slave camp. I think Jacob is in great danger!"
"… "
Amid the discussions of the crowd, all the barbarians and werewolves followed Mond to Jacob's lair.
Jacob's lair is located in a merchant camp.
At the entrance of this merchant group, a tall silk banner was erected with a pattern of a werewolf's head on it.
Moreover, the houses in the camp have high and wide walls, and there are caravan guards patrolling back and forth on them.
Each of these caravan guards had a tough face and a deep aura.
The weapons and equipment on his body and in his hands are all very sophisticated.
Obviously they are all good players.
Seeing the state of the Werewolf Caravan camp, Mond's heart shuddered slightly.
The guards standing guard on the gate wall saw Mond and shouted loudly: "Who are you?"
"Is this the Raw Water Oasis Blood Blade Merchant Group branch?!"