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This must be a ridiculous joke.

He was just about to ask the Pycelle warriors to come over and explain in person, but suddenly he found that the Pycelle warriors seemed to be really panicking.

They actually ignored the central phalanx where Bamaroddan was located directly in front, turned their horses and went around, and then fled to both sides.

escaped!

The noble and brave warriors of Pycelle escaped?

This time, not only Bamaroddan was panicked, but even the slave soldiers around him became even more panicked.

"barbarian!"

"The barbarians are really coming!"

Suddenly, someone in the formation shouted.

Everyone looked forward in unison.

I saw a large group of barbarian cavalry appearing where a dozen Pycelle warriors had just appeared.

These barbarian cavalry held their weapons high and began to form a formation not far away.

Obviously, they really defeated the Pycelle warriors in the battle just now.

"Master! Run quickly, the barbarians seem to have really won." The fat black steward said with trembling legs.

"I am noble and pious.

"

Just in the middle of what Bamoluodan said, a burst of shouting suddenly broke out among the infantrymen behind him.

Then panicked deserters appeared.

"Run quickly, run quickly."

With the loud sounds of panic, the infantrymen behind Bama Rodan completely collapsed.

Many infantrymen abandoned their heavy equipment and weapons and fled the land as quickly as possible.

"This this.

"

Pramo Rodan stared blankly at everything in front of him.

Everything happened so fast that he had not yet remembered to change his mind.

"Woo!"

"Woo!"

As a loud and unfamiliar horn sounded, the barbarian cavalry who had just formed their formation began to charge.

I saw them rushing towards Bamaroddan's position like sharp knives.

During the march, these barbarian cavalry suddenly spread out to both sides.

It's like a huge net, trying to catch all of them in one go.

"Master, master!"

The fat black steward next to him was so panicked that he almost fainted and kept urging.

It was only then that Bama Rodan came to his senses and began to want to turn around and run away.

However, it was too late.

Those fierce barbarian cavalry were already killing them before their eyes.

"Check!"

With the sound of a sword, the fat black steward's head was suddenly chopped off.

The blood spurted out all over Bamaroddan's face.

"Surrender! I surrender!"

This time he regained his composure and immediately made the wisest decision.

thump!

Like a piece of rotten meat, Bamaroddan was thrown to the ground from his horse.

The hard ground hurt his butt.

With his hands tied behind his back, Bamoluodan grimaced in pain, but did not make the slightest sound.

Because he didn't know whether these ferocious barbarians would kill him because of his wails.

"General manager, Yang has lived up to the military order and has already found out the situation ahead!"

Yang Wudi threw the fat pig-like Bamo Rodan in front of Duan Gong and said with a proud look on his face.

"What's the situation ahead?"

Duan Gong already knew that Yang Wudi had won the small battle and immediately asked about the enemy's situation.

"General, this barbarian is the local chieftain nearby. He knows everything about the situation in the land. He only needs to be tortured to find out what he wants to know!"

Yang Wudi knew that he had captured a big fish through the accompanying Piaoguo translator.

But he didn't dare to make any decision easily by himself, so he simply brought it back and let Duan Gong ask it himself.

"Chief?"

Duan Gong was immediately surprised when he heard Yang Wudi's words.

He quickly called over two Human translators, and then asked Pamo Rodan.

"Who is your surname, what is your official position, how many soldiers and horses are behind you, how many subjects are on the territory..."

Duan Gong asked all the questions he wanted in one breath, and then waved his hand for the translator to give it to Bamo Luodan.

At this time, Bamoluodan had already seen the surrounding situation clearly.

These aloof 'barbarians' are definitely not Pyu people from the jungle.

Because those Burmese barbarians in the jungle are definitely not so tall and strong, and the Pyu people are mostly black, thin and short.

And these people in front of them are all full of fierce and oppressive feelings, and they are not easy to mess with at first glance.

In fact, Pramo Rodan saw in them a murderous aura that was even stronger than that of the Delhi Sultan Guards.

When the two skinny monkey-like Burmese people translated Duan Gong's words to Pramo Loden, he immediately answered them one by one without hesitation.

In an instant, almost the entire situation in Bangladesh was explained by Pramo Rodan.

After Duan Gong finished listening to the translator's narration, he couldn't help but frown more and more as he listened, and a chill shot from his eyes to Pamoroddan.

The 'snow-smart' Pramo Rodan immediately sensed the danger and couldn't help but panic and didn't know what to do.

Because everything he knows has already been explained by him.

He didn't know why the 'barbarian' leader in front of him still looked murderous.

In fact, Pamo Rodan didn't know that the reason why Duan Gong was like this was precisely because Pamo Rodan explained it too quickly and thoroughly.

This kind of greed for life and fear of death has nothing to do with the restraint of a lord.

"Manager, these barbarians are all weaklings, why not add some torture tools to them and check whether they are genuine or not?"

Yang Wudi next to him had already noticed Duan Gong's doubts.

"No need!"

Duan Gong stared at Bamo Rodan and examined him again, and finally decided to believe him.

Anyway, he was about to cross the river and head west. No matter what the situation was, he would have to deal with it sooner or later.

He didn't believe it. This fat barbarian Tuwang's life was in his own hands, so he dared to play any tricks.

At this time, Pamoluodan next to him started chirping again, and then he lay down on the ground and kept kowtowing, almost crying with tears and runny noses.

"What did he say again?" Duan Gong asked curiously.

"General Manager, he begged not to harm his life. He is willing to swear to their god Brahma to become the general's most loyal slave!" said a translator from Piao Kingdom.

When Duan Gong heard this, his face was filled with black lines.

After the previous questioning, he already knew that the fat prisoner in front of him was almost equivalent to a county king in the Central Plains.

"Eternal God Emperor"

He has no backbone at all, and he grovels so easily.

However, for Duan Gong, it is a good thing.

"Tell him that I am the Dali General Manager of the Ming Dynasty. Now I am here to teach these barbarians from Tianzhu. As long as they obey my orders, I will never hurt his life." Duan Gong ordered with a serious look on his face.

After receiving the guarantee of his life, Bamo Rodan finally let go of his worries.
To be continued...