Those guards who were lucky enough to survive were shocked when they saw their companions die in such strange ways.
They all looked at Mond with extreme surprise.
Ye Fan saw the gazes of these werewolf guards through the magic sword and sneered in his heart.
Mond's cold eyes also swept over the remaining werewolf guards.
The murderous look in his eyes made all of them tremble with fear.
They all dropped their sabers in fear and immediately knelt on the ground in surrender.
Mond rode on the blood-eyed black tiger and headed towards the next place where the enemy was still resisting.
The blood-eyed black tiger runs very fast.
Mond's deep red sword light bloomed in every place.
Wherever he passed, there was blood and killing.
Wherever he arrived at a place, he would use his sword to cut in all directions, or just make a fleeting move.
The powerful sword light raged everywhere, killing all those who dared to resist.
Those who remained, faced with the tremendous pressure of death and the Soul-Slaying Demon Sword, could not withstand the inner torment and simply knelt down and surrendered.
Areas were quickly suppressed, strangled and cleared out.
Mond ran from the front to the back and killed all the people who resisted the caravan.
Ye Fan received a lot of evolution points and energy points.
Mond's cultivation level also improved to the initial level of the fourth grade.
Now he slashed down with his sword, and the deep red sword light that burst out in all directions was enough to cover a distance of about ten meters.
The incomparably powerful sword intent swept across all directions.
It's really amazing.
After the entire caravan was suppressed, the barbarian warriors, wolf cavalry warriors, and savage warriors all looked at Mond with admiring eyes.
Once again, under Mond's leadership, they achieved this incredible result.
With only two thousand soldiers of various tribes, they fought against three thousand six hundred elite gnolls and actually won the battle, and also obtained so much spoils.
After Norman counted the losses and gains, he rode on his earth lizard to Mond and reported respectfully, "Sir, we have lost fifty barbarian warriors!"
"One hundred wolf cavalry warriors!"
"And more than two hundred desert warriors!"
Mond nodded.
In such a difficult battle, such casualties are acceptable.
Then, Norman's tone became excited: "In addition, sir, we have captured more than 1,800 gnoll warriors!"
"These soldiers have surrendered and are waiting for your arrangements!"
Mond glanced at the battlefield.
All the gnoll guards were tied up with extremely strong and tough ropes.
These people were dejected and knelt there waiting.
From time to time, take a look in the direction of Mond.
Quietly waiting for Mond's decision.
Mond sat upright on the blood-eyed black tiger, his sharp eyes sweeping over all the captured warriors.
His indifferent voice, which contained divine power, spread in all directions in an instant: "We don't need any prisoners, all prisoners will be killed without mercy!"
"Yes, sir!"
All the Gnoll warriors bowed in response.
All the captives on the ground started to curse: "Betrayal!"
"You, a human, are truly a traitor!"
"Even the prisoners must be killed!"
"Will you get retribution?"
"… "
Mixed in with it were many greetings to Mond’s ancestors.
These words were filled with resentment towards Mond.
But Mond remained unmoved.
Norman advised from the side: "Sir, isn't this too inhumane?!"
Mond laughed coldly: "Inhumane?"
"When have we ever been kind to the jackals?"
"Are we still expecting their ransom?"
"Or can we recruit these gnolls for our own use?"
"Old man, don't be so naive!"
“That’s how it is!”
"The winners will be the kings and the losers will be the bandits. They should have thought of this when they put down their sabers!"
"Longing for the ray of life I gave you is unrealistic in the first place!"
"I will use the blood and lives of these elite warriors to let the forces of the entire Blood-soaked Land know my Mond's style and methods of doing things!"
"It's simple. Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!"
"If you want to provoke us, be prepared for us to counterattack and tear off a large piece of your flesh!"
Norman nodded.
He knew that as long as the butcher's knife fell today and so many lives were ended, all the forces in the blood-soaked land would be the first to know Mond's style of doing things.
After all, nothing is more profound than the lessons learned from blood and life.
The old magician also agreed.
At this time, Ye Fan, who was in the Soul-Slaying Demon Sword, was very optimistic about Mond's way of doing things.
Indeed, only in this way can all the people in the blood-soaked land be shocked.
Only lessons learned in blood can be the most impressive and help people remember.
At this moment, the barbarian warriors, werewolf warriors, and savage warriors outside saw Mond and Norman nod their heads.
Butcher knives fell one after another.
Puff, puff, puff—
The extremely creepy sound quickly spread throughout the scene.
Heads fell to the ground one after another.
All the werewolf guards were beheaded, and none of them survived.
Mond waved his hand and said, "Clean up the battlefield and retreat quickly after the battle!"
"Yes, sir!"
All the warriors responded respectfully.
Their eyes began to heat up.
When Mond said to clean up the battlefield, it meant that they could start harvesting the spoils from the enemies they had killed.
This is the time of harvest, and every soldier's eyes are filled with excitement and excitement.
Five or six minutes later, these soldiers, with their quick and decisive movements, packed up all the valuables and took them away as if they were scraping the ground three feet deep.
And all the lucrative goods that Albert protected by exposing the ambush went into Mond's pocket.
These goods are a great supplement to Mond.
On the way of retreat, Norman simply stayed next to the carriages.
As he counted the items, a very satisfied smile appeared on his face.
These are the harvests to come.
Compared with these gains, this loss becomes insignificant.
For the surviving soldiers, it was normal for several of their companions to die every day on this blood-soaked land.
The most important thing is that Mond, who is following them now, can lead them to victory.
And after victory, there will be enough spoils for them to obtain and distribute among themselves.
For these warriors, this is enough to make their lives worth risking their lives.