Darkfire fighters are clearing the battlefield, and gunshots can be heard from time to time. They formed a group of three or five, and their cautious attitude was no less than in battle.
For human beings, vampires are always the most dangerous enemies. Especially in the face of dying vampires, if they were bitten suddenly, they would also become vampires. Therefore, in the process of cleaning the battlefield, the standard procedure is that as long as you see a blood slave or blood clan with signs of life, you will first make up a shot and then approach.
Perhaps because of this, the blood race's methods of treating human prisoners of war became more and more cruel than when raising livestock before the Millennium War.
Between the two camps, the war between humans and vampires is always the cruelest.
When Qianye came back, he saw Zhao Yuying circling around more than a dozen blood warriors. After a battle, these were the only prisoners of war. Human beings have only one way to deal with blood slaves, and that is to kill them all. However, few blood warriors are willing to surrender.
Zhao Yuying pinched her chest and patted her buttocks from time to time, just like a benefactor in the hall picking out girls. Then Qianye saw her open the mouth of a blood knight and look at his blood-sucking fangs. This was definitely a way of picking animals.
Qianye really didn't know how to evaluate Miss Sun of Lord Youguo, the longer he spent with her, the more surprised he would be. For example, these originally vicious blood clans were as docile as kittens in front of her. You must know that looking at the vampire fangs is the greatest humiliation for the vampires, and they actually endured it.
Qianye couldn't help but said, "How did you do it?"
Zhao Yuying didn't turn her head back: "Call me sister, I'll tell you."
"We'll talk about it later." Qianye tried to get away with it.
Zhao Yuying rarely pursued and fought fiercely, but continued with her choice, and said lightly: "It's actually very simple. I just told them that whoever dares to be disobedient, I will let them die for three days."
"It's that simple?" Qianye didn't believe it at all.
"It's that simple!" Zhao Yuying answered decisively.
Qianye unceremoniously exposed her lie: "You don't have that much time." For people like Zhao Yuying, time is very precious, and there is no way to waste three days on such things.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuying chuckled and said, "I always have time for this kind of thing."
After a while, Zhao Yuying picked out ten blood clansmen and said, "They are my reward, and I will send someone to send them back to me later."
Looking at the rest of the blood race, Qianye frowned and said, "This is more than 10%."
Zhao Yuying put one hand on Qianye's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Qianye, why are you so stingy! Old lady, no, no matter what, I'm also your sister!"
Qianye patted her paw off calmly, "This matter has not been confirmed yet."
Zhao Yuying's paws came up again, and she said with a smile, "Why didn't you confirm it? There are only a few brothers and sisters in our Zhao family, how can we still admit our mistakes?"
Of course there are more than a few members of the Zhao Clan, there are tens of thousands of young people under the age of thirty alone, but there are naturally very few who can fall into the eyes of Zhao Jundu and Zhao Yuying.
Qianye frowned slightly, not wanting to entangle her with this issue, and said without compromise: "You can take more of these captives if you want, and you will get more refunds and less compensation in the future."
Zhao Yuying pouted, "It's hard to have multiple younger brothers, how can you be such a cheapskate!"
"I only have this little family property, if you are not stingy, you will eat it up and spend it."
"Speak as if you are an old woman and a man!"
"You'd better find a man quickly."
"Have you ever treated your elder sister like this?"
Qianye was too lazy to quarrel with Zhao Yuying anymore, so he glanced at the ten blood races she picked out, and asked, "How did you pick these people?"
"Of course it depends on strength and quality."
quality? Qianye never felt that he could see any quality from these blood races. Even if there was, it wouldn't show up in her way of picking, and no matter how I looked at it, I felt that she was picked based on her appearance and figure.
Qianye vaguely heard that among the upper nobles of the empire, blood and demon slaves with outstanding looks were very popular.
The results of the battle will be counted soon.
In this battle, Viscount Dormer's entire army was wiped out. More than 20 knights and above were killed and two were captured. Nearly 500 official blood warriors died in battle, more than a dozen were captured, and blood slaves lost 6,000.
And Qianye's dark fire caused a total of more than 300 casualties. According to the standard of the empire, such a battle loss ratio is a glorious victory, but in Zhao Yuying's view, it is not the case. Qianye used ten expensive dawn flash bombs to achieve such a result. If these ten flares are counted, this battle is nothing more than a small profit.
After Qianye heard Zhao Yuying's conclusion, she also couldn't figure it out. After all, Zhao Yuying came from a famous family, so it's okay to have a scary personality, but how did she develop a love of money.
In Qianye's view, the ammunition and firearms will be used up sooner or later, but the fighters will become stronger and stronger. It's a good deal to exchange ten flares for a big victory.
After Viscount Dormer was wiped out in the First World War, Qianye did not stop, but marched overnight, splitting his troops into two groups, one led by Zhao Yuying to attack the mine, and the other led by Qianye himself, heading straight for Viscount Dormer's lair . The general of the Wei family still led the engineers and logistics to keep a safe distance from the army, so that he could not only guard the rear, but also rush to help when necessary.
Between sweeping the viscount's castle or capturing the mine, Zhao Yuying made an extremely painful choice. Qianye thus saw the other side of her entanglement, but she thought it was only about the money issue that she would be so hesitant.
After this battle, the front of Darkfire's soldiers finally alarmed the entire Earldom.
Many lords under Stuka's command began to mobilize at this time. It is no wonder that they are slow to respond. Humans have always been on the defensive in the direction of Heiliu City, and there has been no large-scale attack at all. It wasn't until Dormer's entire army was wiped out and the Viscount himself died in battle that they realized that this time humans were really launching a war.
In a castle in the southwest, an extremely burly werewolf was sitting on a high seat, looking down at the subordinates who were standing in the hall.
The hall is full of werewolves, without any other races, which is very different from other lords. And all werewolves remained in their original form and did not turn into human form.
The werewolf on the high seat had flaming red hair, a fierce face, and a huge scar on his chest. He is known as "The Horrible Red Burdeau", and is the only werewolf viscount under Stuka's command.
Brudo is cruel and tyrannical by nature, but his fighting power is strong, and he doesn't care about the consequences when he goes crazy. The scar on his chest is left when he challenged Stuka.
A second-class viscount dared to challenge Stuka and survived. After this incident, everyone knew how crazy and powerful Brudo was.
The werewolf viscount was also an extreme racist, and always believed that only werewolves were trustworthy, so only werewolves were allowed to live in his territory, and all other races were slaves.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely oppressive, and Brudo's heavy breathing sounded like a bellows, echoing in the hall. All the werewolves shrank together, not daring to make a sound.
Brudo finally spoke, "Where are those humans?"
A werewolf walked up to the large map hanging on the wall and pointed out the locations of Qianye's three troops one by one.
"When did this happen?" Bruce asked.
"last night."
Brudo suddenly roared: "Don't prevaricate me with such vague words as last night! Tell me the exact time, how many hours ago!"
The voice of the werewolf in front of the map trembled a little: "Ten... fifteen, about... fifteen hours ago."
"Fifteen hours, hum!" Uncommonly, Brudo did not continue to get angry, his blue eyes were fixed on the map, and his face was indescribably dignified.
According to the known information, no matter what standard is used to deduce the battle situation, Dormer lost too fast, too fast.
As a lord who also served under Stuka, Brudo knew Dormer very well. Although the insidious and cunning vampire is as timid as a mouse, the combat power of his army is not weak, even stronger than Brudo, who pursues werewolf supremacy. That's how he lost
Brudo turned his head slowly and asked, "Have all the warriors from all tribes arrived?"
"Warriors of all tribes are called, except..."
"Except for what?" Brudo's eyes flashed fiercely.
"The Fengya tribe didn't come. They said that a crucial sacrifice was going on, and the whole tribe had to participate, otherwise the ancestors would blame them."
"Fengya..." Brudo squeezed out the word from between his teeth, and the final sound was accompanied by a low growl. Those who are familiar with the terrifying redhead know that when this war is over, Brudo will tear every member of the Sharp Fang tribe to pieces.
A brown-haired werewolf vigorously waved its sharp claws and said, "My lord, let's go now. I will rush in first and tear those human reptiles to shreds!"
Brudo stood up, walked back and forth twice in front of his seat, and suddenly said: "No, we are defending. Inform our people to bring back all patrols on the outside territory, and all hunting activities are also suspended. All soldiers retreat Pass, as long as the human race does not take the initiative to attack, we are not allowed to fire, even if we watch the human race pass by, we are not allowed to attack!"
"My lord, this..." The werewolves were all in shock, they had never seen Brudo give such an order.
"Go and execute!" Brudo roared, releasing the murderous breath without reservation. The werewolves lowered their heads in fear, firmly remembered the lord's order, and then exited the hall one after another, conveying the terrifying red-haired will to everyone.
Brudo was the only one left in the hall. He stood in front of the big map and stared at the mark on it. His eyes, which were originally full of ferociousness, were full of thinking and fear at the moment.
On the dark fire side, the vanguard battalion led by Duan Hao is still sweeping the settlements of the dark race one by one, and at the same time destroying all patrols that come into view. And after annihilating Viscount Dormo's main force, Qianye and Zhao Yuying hit their targets without any effort.
Qianye swept away all the valuables in the Viscount's castle, sent a company of soldiers to escort hundreds of blood captives and tens of thousands of raised humans to Heiliu City, and led the army to join Zhao Yuying.
When the two met, Qianye's first question was about the number of casualties, while Zhao Yuying's answer was that the battle was a big profit.
Qianye tried his best to turn a corner in his head, and confirmed that the loss of troops was very small.