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Chapter 1922: The Soul of Playing Cards

"You all come over here and stand in a circle."

Yang Weite said to the soldiers.

The soldiers obeyed obediently.

"Hey, what are you doing? You cowards, cowards, maggots who are afraid of death!"

"Why don't you go on sentry duty and repair the city's defenses!"

"Do you want the demonic tide to destroy my fields?"

An angry voice came from not far away.

The soldiers turned to look.

They saw a big fat man wearing gorgeous armor, riding a poor strong horse, surrounded by dozens of attendants, walking toward them.

"This is Mr. Bowler..."

"The land for dozens of miles around here belongs to him."

"The demonic tide is heading towards his castle. Our place is the front line. If we penetrate ten miles, we will reach his castle."

The soldiers whispered, but no one paid attention to Mr. Bowler.

Master Bowler was furious and ordered his attendants to whip these lazy and timid soldiers.

The soldiers did not dodge or dodge, they just surrounded Yang Weite in the middle and stood up to receive the whipping.

The whip hurt, but the demon's fire and weapons hurt even more.

Yang Weite looked at this scene with a smile. Is it stupid?

This guy is not stupid, he just has a different butt than these soldiers.

"Messenger of God, please give us the power of card players." An old soldier suddenly said.

"Okay, I'll give it to you right now." Yang Weite said, thrusting the scepter into the ground.

A series of green "0..." passed to the soldiers.

Then I saw soldiers turning green from feet to head.

"Digital transformation has begun, character data scanning is in progress..."

"Attribute generation: physique, spirit."

"Experiential generation."

"Skill generation."

"Equipment digitization begins."

…………

Reminders sounded one after another, the soldiers were baffled, and Yang Weite nodded repeatedly.

That's it, just like the Diablo players.

From this moment on, these people become brushes.

No one is more generous than them.

Because they have truly experienced the feeling of death.

As the prompt ends,

The old soldier just now suddenly pulled out his dagger with his backhand, and with a deft slash, cut the attendant who was whipping him in half from the waist!

"Ah, you untouchables dare to kill my loyal guards, you are doomed!" A thin man who looked like a butler shouted there.

Then another soldier drew his sword and chopped off his head.

"Kill them!" the old soldier roared.

The soldiers, who had been depressed to the extreme for a long time, were already on the verge of roaring in the camp, and the strength they gained became the last boost.

Only ten minutes later, Mr. Bowler and his attendants, who had been showing off their power just now, no longer looked human.

"It's so satisfying!" the old soldier laughed, "I have never felt so good physically. All the pain and fatigue have disappeared!"

"I got 10 chips!"

"I got 3 points."

"I have 2 points."

"My injuries are recovering quickly!"

"This is a gift from the angel of God!"

The soldiers cheered, knelt down again, and kissed the ground where Yang Weite was.

"Okay, use your abilities to defeat the devil. You will only get stronger as you fight." Yang Weite said to them.

The soldiers became excited.

They were holding swords, just like children who had just received sticks and wanted to hit anything they saw.

Everyone looked around for the remaining monsters.

Soon, a small group of goblins eating meat was discovered by two soldiers.

The goblin looked down upon these two timid human soldiers.

As long as there are no knights to lead them, and as long as there are too few people, they are useless and rubbish. They will only think about how to escape and save their lives.

Unlike them, the heroic goblins have always been the ones who bestow mercy on their enemies.

This time will be no exception.

"Oke Oke!" the goblins shouted and rushed towards the two soldiers.

Two soldiers also rushed towards them.

"Ok! Cut off the legs!" A big goblin commanded his friends, besieging the soldiers' legs that were not protected by leather armor.

Sacrifice two goblins, chop two legs, and kill two soldiers.

If eaten, 8 baby goblins will be born.

A good deal!

Only Big Goblin can settle this account clearly.

However, the soldiers nimbly dodged the siege of the dwarfs, knocked over two of them with one shield, and then hacked them to death with force.

A soldier was slashed in the leg.

The elder Goblin cheered: "Ok, Ok, fall down, fall down!"

The soldier didn't cry out in pain, he just slashed back with his sword, cutting the goblin in half!

"Impossible, impossible!" Big Goblin was dumbfounded.

The other party can't feel pain?

Soon, there were only three goblins left that were attacking the two soldiers.

"Mercy, mercy!" Big Goblin turned around and ran away.

"Mercy, mercy!" The remaining two goblins also ran away.

"Hahaha! The killing was so exciting!" Soldier A said happily.

"This reminds me of what happened at the widow Willie's house in the village when I was fourteen years old." Soldier B said happily.

"Hahaha!"

The two soldiers laughed.

Then a tauren fell from the sky and turned them into meat...

"Uh..." Soldier A, who had only one head left, rolled his eyes and died.

"Dali, your appearance is too cruel!" A harpy wearing fiery red leather armor landed on the bull's head from the air.

"These cowardly soldiers are too weak!" The tauren waved his axe.

"Okay, according to the Demon General's order, we need to gather the remaining soldiers, at least a thousand people, to open the door of the Demon Nest again." The Harpy said impatiently, "Let's act quickly."

"oh."

The tauren and harpies left.

After they left, the meat saucers on the spot squirmed a few times, and a ball of green light emerged.

Soldier A and Soldier B are resurrected.

"I dropped three points."

"I lost five points, why did I lose so much?"

"Because you win a lot, right?"

The two soldiers stopped talking and hurriedly looked for the lone monster.

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"They actually took the initiative and diligently cleaned the battlefield?"

Lancelot looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Behind him were more than two hundred soldiers who had gathered earlier.

He is cleaning the battlefield.

This is hard work, but it is also a lucrative job, provided that you can rotate to the rear and absorb the oil and water.

Otherwise, the biggest advantage is to buy yourself a better long sword and more complete leather armor.

Don't count on armor, those items will be snatched away by the officers if you wear them.

He knew very well the characteristics of soldiers. They could lie down and never sit down.

If you can be lazy for a while, you will never take the initiative to clean up the battlefield, let alone repair the city defense.

However, at this time, he saw that the soldiers were not only proactively cleaning up the battlefield, killing scattered enemies, but also tidying up the city defenses for the first time.

They are moving large stones to the city gate and rebuilding a city wall to protect the logistics base behind them.

There are cooks and grooms living in the logistics base, and there are wells, medicinal materials, clothes, fire...

Food can be scavenged from the battlefield, but water cannot be used. The monsters' meat can be roasted and eaten later, but the blood is often poisonous.

Without water, the soldiers would collapse in just two days.

Don't expect them to make it to the third day.


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