Six Four Five: Terrible news! Is strangulation a technique?
In ancient Chinese wars, the actual number of people killed on the battlefield was not very large. A few thousand is considered a large number, but tens of thousands is very rare.
The real battlefield meat grinder basically didn’t appear until World War I.
And this war between Lan Ling and Naishu, especially when the 30,000 centaurs fought against the million-strong army of the Black Demon Banner, was a real meat grinder.
From the burst of arrows to the close combat, in just two hours, the Black Demon Banner army suffered hundreds of thousands of casualties.
Many people die every second.
People in the wild world are much tougher and braver. And the combat effectiveness of these centaur armies is almost that of human tanks.
The combination of these two conditions resulted in such horrific casualties!
As for the casualties of the Centaur army, Lanling was very, very lucky.
These Black Devil Flag soldiers are too tough and brave, and are not afraid of death at all. Once they are allowed to climb over the "corpse" wall of the mammoth giant, the Centaur army will suffer heavy casualties. Because before, these Black Devil Flag armies have all
It's a situation of being passively killed.
Although centaurs are very powerful, they are not invincible. Once surrounded by the Black Demon Banner army, if dozens of barbarian soldiers surround and kill a centaur, they will still be seriously injured or even die.
As a result, at this critical moment.
The coach Noju actually ran away, the Black Demon Flag army was betrayed and deceived, morale was completely shattered, and the entire battle collapsed instantly!
One general is really incompetent and the entire army is exhausted!
His ordinary skills seem to be very powerful, and his martial arts talent can be regarded as a genius. He is also excellent in other aspects. Apart from being a little arrogant, he has no other flaws.
I didn't expect that at the critical moment, it would be so unbearable!
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The war is over.
The hundreds of thousands of surviving Black Demon Banner troops put down their weapons and stopped fighting.
The death warrior Chiyan Khan sternly said: "Put down your weapons, kneel down, and I will spare your life!"
However, these armies of black demon flags still stood in place, motionless.
The reason why they dropped their weapons and were unwilling to fight was because they felt betrayed by Noshu and the Black Demon Banner family, not because they were afraid of death.
You can get them to lay down their weapons, but you can't get them to kneel down.
Most Rakshasa soldiers would rather die standing than live on their knees!
"Kneel down, or I will kill you all!" Chiyan Khan said angrily.
However, the army of hundreds of thousands of black demon flags still stood upright, unwilling to kneel down!
At this time, Lan Ling was really filled with emotions!
In the human kingdom, countless people surrendered every time he won, so his army continued to expand, from a mere 10,000 Silver Wolf Legion to an army of hundreds of thousands.
In the end, the entire million-strong army of the Nulang Kingdom surrendered to him.
And now...
Lanling has not yet succeeded in recruiting a Rakshasa army. It has gone through three battles and killed hundreds of thousands of Rakshasa troops, but not a single army has surrendered.
Even the ordinary people of the Rakshasa tribe did not completely surrender. Not long ago, they rebelled and were killed by Lan Ling. Two hundred thousand people were killed. The Silver Alliance had a population of six to seven million, but Lan Ling killed only the remaining people.
One hundred thousand.
No matter they are barbarians or demons, their bones are really hard!
This is both an advantage and a disadvantage.
At least for now, Lan Ling couldn't hope for the hundreds of thousands of Black Devil Flag troops present to surrender, unless he raised the butcher's knife again and killed all those who gave up their weapons.
But, do you want to kill them all? Lan Ling was hesitant!
The people of the Rakshasa tribe can rely on killing to make them fear and kneel down and pay allegiance, but they are only responsible for construction, so it doesn't matter if their bones are soft. But for the army, it's over when their bones are soft.
In this battle, the Black Demon Banner has been defeated.
A question that Lanling needs to consider is, how to take the next step?
Are you going to keep killing all those who are unwilling to surrender? That would probably kill all the more than 10 million people in the entire Black Demon Banner territory.
If all the people are killed, what's the use of more than one million square kilometers?
In the Fire Demon Empire that Lanling wants to establish, people are far more important than the land.
Of course, if there are tens of millions of near-human exiles, it doesn't matter. Lan Ling will immediately kill all the Rakshasa tribe in the Black Demon Banner's territory, and then let tens of millions of near-humans come in and directly establish the Fire Demon Empire.
However, after decades of massacre by the Motuo Empire, how many near-human races are left in the northern wilderness? How many people have successfully escaped to the southern wilderness?
According to Lanling's estimate, it should be no more than one million.
Therefore, if we completely rely on the near-human race, the population of the Balrog tribe will have a bottleneck.
The Fire Demon Empire will never be built simply by being close to the population of the human race. It must rely on the population of the Rakshasa tribe.
Therefore, this army cannot be killed, it must be conquered, and its allegiance must be obtained!
Next, Lanling will change his strategy slightly. He will completely occupy the entire Black Demon Banner, including people and land.
What he wants is a powerful Fire Demon Empire!
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Lan Ling rode three Chimera beasts, hovering over the hundreds of thousands of Black Demon Banner troops, shouting at them.
"This time, in order to destroy the Flame Demon Tribe, the Black Demon Flag came out in full force. The 1.2 million troops are all your elites! How many are left now, 600,000? 500,000?" Lan Ling said slowly:
"But no matter what, as long as I kill you all, no one in the entire Black Demon Flag can stop my iron hoof, and I can easily occupy the entire Black Demon Flag territory!"
Hearing Lan Ling's words, everyone present trembled.
Lan Ling said: "You would rather die standing than live on your knees, which makes me admire you very much. I will not kill you, I will conquer you, and I want you to kneel before me willingly and be loyal!"
As soon as these words were spoken, fierce hostility appeared in the eyes of the hundreds of thousands of Black Devil Flag troops.
There is no doubt that they will never be loyal to a despicable near-human race. Even if they die, they will not kneel down to serve.
Lan Ling said arrogantly: "I understand your eyes, but I really want to ask, are you as proud as centaurs? Are you as powerful as centaurs? They can be loyal to me, so who do you think they are?"
Lan Ling's words had just finished.
All the centaur army knelt down in unison and said: "Long live your Majesty, long live, long live your Majesty!"
Lan Ling said: "I don't want to tell you how the great centaur tribe became loyal to me? I also don't want to tell you what miracles I have created? Because centaurs are centaurs, and you...are you!
"
When all the centaurs heard this, they raised their heads arrogantly.
The lowly Rakshasa tribe are not worthy of becoming the people of the great demon god. You are only worthy of being His Majesty's slaves. We centaurs are the great whip of destruction.
"Soon, you will see that kneeling down to me and being loyal to me is an extremely glorious thing." Lan Ling said slowly: "Soon, you will kneel before me willingly. I believe
This day will come soon! But before this day comes, we are still enemies. Where are all the chiefs of the Black Demon Flag, stand up for me!"
In this battle, less than half of the Black Devil Banner's one hundred and fifty tribal chiefs died, and only about ten people survived.
Hearing Lan Ling's shouting, the surviving chiefs couldn't help but tremble.
"I can let you go home, but..." Lan Ling said: "You chiefs and all the powerful Demon Martial Masters must stay as my hostages!"
Lan Ling's gaze swept across the hundreds of thousands of Black Demon Flag armies like lightning, and said: "You are all strong men of the Black Demon Flag. You are the mainstay of all the Black Demon Flag armies. Then I ask you, are you willing to fight for dozens of people?"
Will Wan Dajun sacrifice his own freedom and stay as my hostage?"
Lanling's conditions are already very simple.
He could let go of the hundreds of thousands of defeated Black Demon Flag troops, or even let them go home, but all the tribal chiefs and all the powerful Demon Martial Masters must stay.
There is no doubt that Lanling is despicable!
He had only one purpose in leaving these people behind, which was to absorb the power of their blood and form a powerful army of death warriors.
The threshold of the Death Knights is the Demonic Martial Arts Master!
In the wild world, powerful warriors are brave and fearless, and insidious ones like Constantine are only a minority.
After hearing what Lan Ling said.
Suddenly, chiefs one after another stood up, willing to trade their freedom for the lives of tribal soldiers.
"Chiyan, Chihuo, Xieli, if any chief is unwilling to stand up, then kill all the soldiers of his tribe!" Lan Ling said.
"Yes!" shouted the three strong centaurs.
As soon as these words came out, the tribal chief, who was originally a little greedy for life and fearful of death, gritted his teeth and stood up.
At this time, even a selfish and insidious person like Constantine can only stand up.
You may not die if you stand up, but you can also gain a good reputation and gain the gratitude of countless tribal soldiers and people. If you don't stand up, you will definitely die!
What a pity. Originally there were 150 chiefs and more than 100 magic martial arts masters.
However, these people were too brave and took the lead in the battle, so most of them were killed by the Thirteen Death Warriors and the strong centaur.
However, a total of one hundred and eighty-five Demon Martial Master-level experts is also an extremely huge harvest.
In this way, Lanling will have 200 death warriors!
Moreover, after devouring the power of these people’s bloodline, what kind of breakthroughs will there be in their cultivation? It’s completely unimaginable!
Lan Ling's eyes were still blank, but Gou Li looked at these chiefs. The eyes of these demon martial masters were already very evil.
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Noshu fled like crazy with dozens of his trusted warriors!
He simply didn't know that Lan Ling would never chase him, at least not kill him now.
Now, Neshu is more useful alive than dead.
He fled all the way to the Black Demon City and rushed towards the castle on the top of the mountain.
In the past few hours, there was a loud roar more than 200 miles away, and even the Black Demon City could faintly hear it.
But no one took it seriously, thinking that Naishu's million-strong army was showing off its might and annihilating Lanling's army.
As for whether Nai Shu will lose?
Neither the Black Demon Flag Master nor anyone else in the Black Demon City has ever thought about it.
How could it be possible to lose?
How many cats and dogs are there in the Yanma tribe in Lanling? Naishu has an army of one million, 3,500 airborne legions, and an army of 2,000 mammoths!
Even if you fight with your eyes closed, you won't lose.
There is only one result, a complete victory, and the annihilation of the Balrog tribe!
At this time, many people saw the prince-in-law Naishu rushing into the Black Demon City. Everyone was shocked?
The battle ended so quickly, why did Noshu look so ugly?
Regardless of everyone's doubtful looks, Naishu rushed towards the castle on the top of the mountain as quickly as possible.
Inside the castle, the Black Demon Banner Master was drinking and pouring himself a glass of wine.
He didn't care at all about the battle situation two hundred miles away, because this war was just a game, an insignificant game.
It was just a big show staged for the sake of the majesty of the Rakshasa royal family.
As for the outcome of the war? Is there any need to say?
Is there even a slight possibility of losing?
In fact, the Black Devil Flag Master was still a little unhappy.
Because since his son Naishu became the fiancé of Princess Shayan, he has repeatedly regarded himself as a member of the Rakshasa royal family, and he seems to look down on his identity as a black devil family.
In his mind, the importance of the Rakshasa royal family far exceeds that of the Black Demon family!
This made him very unhappy and almost wanted to change his heir.
But, he can't do this!
Once he changes his heir, it will be a slap in the face to the Rakshasa royal family and the great Rakshasa King.
Therefore, he could only secretly beat his somewhat complacent son.
"Bang!" With a sound, Naishu rushed in, knelt directly in front of the Black Demon Flag Master, kowtowed and howled: "Father!"
The leader of the Black Demon Flag trembled and frowned: "What's wrong? The war is over. You should go and defeat the Fire Demon Tribe. Only in this way can you restore your dignity and explain to Rakshasa City."
At this time, Naishu couldn't bear it anymore and cried: "Father, I lost, we lost!"
As soon as he said these words, the Black Devil Flag Master's hand trembled and his wine glass fell to the ground.
"when!"
The luxurious emerald wine glass was smashed to pieces.
Then, the Black Demon Flag Master felt a roar in his head!
It seemed like I couldn't hear everything outside clearly, and everything around me felt unreal.
This... this is no longer a bolt from the blue, this is simply a subversive nightmare.
It took a long while before the Black Demon Flag Master felt his body gradually recover.
Lost? How is that possible?
Even if a pig is the commander-in-chief, it is impossible for him to lose!
His son Noshu, although very flamboyant, is not a pig. On the contrary, he is quite outstanding.
After a long while, the Black Devil Flag Master said coldly: "Don't make such a joke to me, even if I fight a pig, I will win!"
Naishu coughed, vomited a mouthful of blood again, and cried loudly: "Father, I really... really lost."
"Are you out of your mind? How could you lose?" The Black Demon Flag Master staggered and said: "You have an army of millions, what does Lan Ling have? Wasn't his Balrog tribe destroyed by three Chimera beasts?
Haven't all his centaur reinforcements been killed? Didn't you use tricks to make the centaurs fight among themselves?"
Naishu cried loudly: "That bitch of Lanling, I don't know what trick he used to make three Chimera beasts his mounts. Chiyan Khan was supposed to lead a coalition of more than 20,000 centaurs to destroy Xie Li.
Tribe, to destroy Lan Ling. But... I don’t know what trick Lan Ling used to make all the centaurs recognize him as the master, and all the centaur tribes were loyal to him. This time, he brought three people with him.
An army of ten thousand centaurs!”
The Black Demon Flag Master took a breath of cold air.
He knew only too well how powerful the 30,000 centaur army was.
"Even if Lanling has an army of 30,000 centaurs, they will die together with the army of 2,000 mammoths. How could you lose?" The Black Demon Flag Master asked: "Could it be that the mammoth army broke the contract and left without a fight?"
At this point, Naishu couldn't bear it anymore and almost cried: "No, the mammoth army has transformed into a killing state and charged madly. But... I don't know what kind of magic Lan Ling used to shoot a kind of arrow.
, emitting light, faster than lightning. After the mammoth army was hit by arrows, they were fine at first, but after a few seconds they all fell to the ground and died!"
Only then did the Black Demon Flag Master feel that his million-strong army was truly defeated, and his mind suddenly became dizzy.
"Well, then you still have 3,500 air legions?" The Black Demon Flag Master arrived.
Naishu said: "Lan Ling's archery skills are astonishing. His three Chimera beasts breathed fire like crazy, detonating the fish oil bombs on the backs of our gryphons. So... our air legion was almost completely destroyed."
The Black Demon Flag Master also felt a surge in his chest and hissed: "Then, what about the 1.2 million army you lead?"
Naishu said: "Those two thousand damn mammoth giants, after they fell, just became a huge city wall. The centaur army hid behind the wall of mammoth corpses, condescendingly shooting arrows and killing crazily. I...I ran
When we came back, it was a complete one-sided massacre, and our army suffered countless casualties!"
"Then... you, you ran away?" the Black Demon Flag Master yelled.
Naishu said: "If I don't run away, it will be too late. Once it falls into Lan Ling's hands, it will be a huge shame for our Black Devil family!"
The Black Demon Flag Master couldn't bear it any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
If this bastard son doesn't run away, there is still a glimmer of hope for the battle. Once the Rakshasa army enters a bloodthirsty state, they are not afraid of death at all. As long as they break through the wall made of mammoth corpses, the battle situation will change. Even if
If you can't win in the end, it will also cause huge casualties to the Centaur army.
In this way, the Black Demon Banner Master can assemble hundreds of thousands of troops at once, save the entire war situation, and destroy the Fire Demon tribe.
As soon as Lan Ling escapes, the hundreds of thousands of Black Demon Banner troops who are fighting bloody battles will feel that they have been deceived and betrayed, and will find no reason to continue fighting, and their morale will instantly collapse.
By then, not only would they be completely defeated, but the casualties of the Centaur army would also be minimal.
This bastard son Noshu really knows how to run. When the balance of the battle was about to change, when the Centaur army was about to suffer heavy casualties, he ran away, causing the entire battle situation to completely collapse!
The Black Demon Flag Master spat out another mouthful of blood. No words could describe the anger and disappointment in his heart at this time!
He suddenly stretched out his big hand, grabbed Naishu's neck, and roared: "Treason, you deserve to die, I will kill you, I will kill you!"
He tried his best to strangle his own son Naishu to death!
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