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Collapse at the first touch!
No, it cannot be said that they collapsed at the first touch. At least the abyssal army barely resisted for two or three rounds under the impact of Arthur's heavy armored cavalry, and then fled in embarrassment. Then just like Wang Zong's army, the abyssal army
They broke up with a 'crash', and countless abyssal creatures ran away in confusion. Demons and evil spirits disappeared without a trace, while the slave soldiers obediently raised their hands and surrendered.
Arthur fell into an extremely excited state. He commanded his army to conquer and sweep around, defeating the abyss armies that were constantly being dispersed and gathered again, beating the demons and evil spirits until they were scurrying like ghosts, howling, and then scurrying around.
Large groups of slave soldiers were captured.
Arthur's new regiment also showed extremely strong combat effectiveness. After all, they had experienced several bloody battles, they had seen death, and they had even been injured, so they had all worn away the rawness and timidity unique to ordinary people.
Gradually transform into a true warrior.
They may not dare to fight those evil ghosts head-on, and they do not have the strength to fight against powerful evil ghosts, but facing the weaker slave soldiers such as cavemen, dwarfs, and black goblins, these new soldiers of the legion,
It was easy to capture, and a large number of slave soldiers could be captured easily.
During the first few days of pursuit, three to five thousand new soldiers could probably capture hundreds of slave soldiers.
In the following days, as the recruits' morale gradually increased, a group of two to three thousand recruits could capture four to five thousand slave soldiers.
In the last few days, things have gradually become uncontrollable. Often dozens of recruits carrying spears will yell a few times at the entrance of a cave, and a tribe of cavemen will obediently walk out of the cave and form groups.
into Arthur's prison camp.
When Arthur woke up from the satisfaction and excitement of victory, Arthur and those close to him were horrified to discover that things had evolved to an uncontrollable point - Arthur's huge army
, each person captured an average of thirty prisoners.
In other words, Arthur's army expanded thirty times out of thin air!
Countless cavemen, countless dwarfs, countless black goblins, countless bugbears, countless weird and weak abyss creatures, they squatted obediently in the prisoner camp area designated by Arthur's Legion, and none of them escaped.
No one rebelled, they just squatted there obediently, opening their mouths and eating and drinking to their heart's content every day!
It must be admitted that many generals under Arthur's command are quite humanitarian. Therefore, these captured prisoners can at least eat two meals of gruel every day, although they cannot eat enough. At least they will not starve to death.
The direct consequence of this is that in just half a month, the military rations in Arthur's supply camp are about to bottom out!
Those cavemen and dwarfs are short in stature, but their appetites are not small at all, especially because their numbers are so huge. Arthur prepared enough rations for the entire legion to cope with several months, and actually in just a short time
It was almost eaten up within half a month.
"What on earth is going on?" Arthur looked at the emergency report sent by the baggage camp, and a mouthful of blood was already stuck in his throat.
"It seems that there are too many prisoners!" A high-status disciplinary knight leader lowered his head, not daring to look at Arthur's dark face: "Those cavemen are very honest. As long as our soldiers roar,
They just followed the soldiers obediently, and no one resisted."
"Why are there so many prisoners?" Arthur immediately grasped the crux of the problem.
An awkward cough sounded, and another leader of the disciplinary knights lowered his head and carefully reminded Arthur: "Your Highness, you personally promised before going into battle that you would be rewarded five silver coins for killing an enemy, and ten silver coins for capturing a prisoner alive.
Silver coins. You said that these captives are the best slaves, and they can be used to mine in the future!"
Arthur's body swayed, and he smelled the strong smell of blood emanating from his mouth.
"Ten silver coins per prisoner? So, how many prisoners do we have now?" Venus flashed in front of Arthur's eyes. He seemed to see the gold coins in his purse... No, he seemed to see his purse sprouting wings.
The entire money bag was flapping its wings briskly and flying into the sky, about to fly away from him.
An Archbishop of the Temple of Punishment whispered a frightening and desperate figure.
Arthur's mental arithmetic ability was very good. He multiplied this number by ten, and then converted it into the circulating gold coins of the Gallic Empire. He finally couldn't restrain his excitement, and a small mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth very gracefully.
Then he sat down heavily on the chair behind him.
"Why are there so many?" Arthur opened his mouth: "Why are there so many prisoners?"
The archbishop coughed a few times in a low voice: "The soldiers worked very hard... Those cavemen and dwarfs, they don't seem to have any intention of resisting... What's even worse is that it seems that we have hit the peak of the cavemen's reproduction period. They
There are many pregnant women among them, and they are about to give birth. According to the fertility capacity of the cave people, their number will probably triple in one month at most."
Arthur's scalp was numb with fear, and he howled hysterically: "How can this be possible? This can't continue like this! Give them all to me..."
Everyone looked at Arthur with extremely complicated and weird eyes. The archbishop said in a low voice: "We thought about burning them all to death, but the problem now is that the number of those prisoners is three times that of our soldiers.
More than ten times, if we launch a major purge against them, if they resist, our soldiers will also suffer terrible losses!"
All ten of Arthur's fingers were convulsing, and all the muscles in his body were twitching. He looked blankly at the high-level figures from the Temple of Punishment in front of him, and the smell of blood in his mouth suddenly became strong again.
"Then, let's..."
Arthur's mind went blank for a while. He turned his head sluggishly. Through the tower window, he saw the boundless prisoner camp in front of him, which was as vast as a sea. The huge prisoner camp was crowded with people, and the prisoners were cheering and chirping.
Holding various strange containers, he received the first meal of rice porridge today from the fire-headed soldiers who distributed rice porridge.
For these abyssal creatures, what they usually eat are mushrooms and other crops grown in the abyss. For them, crops such as rice and wheat in the surface world are extremely rare and supreme delicacies. Even those lords
, they may not be able to eat a piece of bread or drink a bowl of rice porridge on weekdays!
"How many days can our food last?" Arthur's tone was dry.
One of Arthur's trusted civil servants lowered his voice and said cautiously: "In three days, a cargo of baggage will be delivered. The food in it, plus the current food reserves, can probably sustain us for seven days. Those cavemen and dwarfs, they
They are small, but very eatable, and they are so numerous that the food they eat every day is about ten times the food consumed by our own soldiers."
Arthur took a deep, deep breath, and then spit out a small mouthful of blood again gracefully.
His body was trembling, and his eyes were dull as he watched a group of joyful new soldiers returning to camp not far away.
There were less than fifty recruits in this group of soldiers who went out to sweep away the creatures in the abyss, but they were followed by an entire tribe of caveman captives. More than ten thousand cavemen lined up in neat lines and walked into the prisoner camp extremely docilely.
The recruit captain laughed loudly, and the laughter even reached Arthur and the others: "Twelve thousand prisoners, 120,000 silver coins! It's developed, it's developed! Your Highness is really generous, brothers, these days
We have all made a lot of money, and as long as we can return to the ground, we will all become rich people!"
Arthur's body shook. At that moment, he had the urge to order Diogo to eat all the new recruits.
The recruits, who were less than fifty, captured more than 10,000 caveman prisoners!
Compare the damage caused by the caveman's assault when we first entered the Fourth Abyss. Isn't the change before and after this too big?
Arthur looked at the people around him with tears in his eyes, and said with great solemnity: "Find a way to resolve the battle as soon as possible, these prisoners, these damn prisoners..."
Before Arthur could finish his words, a burst of noise suddenly came from the camp in the distance. Gradually, the commotion spread from the camp in the distance to here, and the sound of intensive hoofbeats was heard. Several punishments wearing golden armor were heard.
The knights galloped on their horses. They rushed outside Arthur's headquarters, threw away their mounts, and rushed into the headquarters as quickly as possible.
In a short time, these disciplinary knights knelt on one knee in front of Arthur.
"Your Highness, all the lords of the Fourth Abyss have jointly sent envoys. They want to conclude a peace treaty with us."
"The other party's envoys are outside the camp now. They said that the Fourth Abyss is an abyss world that loves peace. They are unwilling to get involved in wars for no reason, so they want to find a peaceful solution to the dispute."
Arthur and the big shots in the Temple of Punishment were all dumbfounded. Demons and evil spirits are peace-loving creatures? This is probably the most ridiculous lie since the existence of the abyss world, right?
After coughing a few times, Arthur waved his hand: "Let me see their envoys and be polite to them, um, be polite!"
Arthur turned his head and looked at the endless prison camp outside, and repeatedly told the disciplinary knights to be more polite to the envoys of the lords of the Fourth Abyss. Now Arthur was thinking about how to get rid of these damn prisoners.
As long as he could get rid of them, Arthur didn't care about anything else.
Half an hour later, a beautiful succubus with skin as white as snow, bright eyes and white teeth, surrounded by four one-horned evil spirits, slowly walked into Arthur's headquarters. (To be continued...)
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