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Chapter 61 Propaganda

Giving away a head is, of course, not a game term, but a real head pickled in lime.

The implication is naturally self-evident:

If you don't surrender, we will massacre Olin City after we capture it.

These heads are your fate.

Despite the official media controls in Olympus City, various gossips still spread like wildfire, leaving citizens throughout the whole process enveloped in a sad and resentful mood.

After all, Thessaloniki is not far from Olin City, and many citizens have relatives and friends there. Now, under the occupation of the Crusaders, they have been separated forever.

Along with the heads came even worse news.

Boniface, King of Thessalonica, led the remaining 10,000 troops to the vicinity of the town of Olympia and joined the vanguard at the edge of the ruins.

As a result, the number of crusaders attacking the city increased sharply again. Military actions like today's, which penetrated behind enemy lines and wreaked havoc, would no longer be possible due to the high risk.

Arriving at the arena on the top floor, a fire had been set up with wooden planks, and corpses wrapped in red cloaks were placed on top, allowing the fire to devour the dead flesh and blood.

These corpses include Spartans and ordinary mercenaries.

The Spartans led by Rhudasius stood under the fire, solemnly.

Seeing the arrival of the Cang Qing Sword man, Rudasius turned around and stared at Asker:

"You fought well this time." His voice was hoarse, as if he had suffered considerable injuries during the war.

"Both each other." Asik said politely.

"No, the Spartans are not as good as you." Rudasius smiled bitterly, "At least I have no confidence in taking nine people out and bringing them all back again."

Ask smiled and did not answer.

Rudasius picked up the sword placed next to the fire, walked to Eleanor, and handed the sword to her.

"What is this?" Eleanor asked doubtfully.

"The long sword of Turulence." Rudasius laughed, and Eleanor noticed a new scar on his lip, which seemed to have just stopped bleeding. "Do you remember that at the station in Olympia?

That Spartan warrior who competed with you?"

"It's him." Eleanor recalled immediately, "You mean..."

"Since he was defeated by you last time, he has been thinking about washing away the shame on his body." Rudasius said seriously, "In today's battle, in order to cover the retreat of the mercenaries, he fought to the death with three power armor knights.

He retreated and eventually died from multiple gunshot wounds."

"This is his family's ancestral long sword. It is said that there is a small amount of purgatory blood-patterned steel mixed in it. It is sharper than any sword in the world."

"According to his last wish, I will give it to you now. You are the one who defeated Turulens. Please take his sword and will to pursue greater glory on the battlefield."

"This..." Eleanor waved her hands quickly, "I can't accept it."

However, Rudasius quickly put the sword into Eleanor's hand without any explanation, and then hurried away with the others.

"Asker..." Eleanor said hesitantly.

"If someone else must give it to you, just keep it." Ask said, "By the way, have you considered learning to sword?"

"Learning swordsmanship?" Eleanor was silent for a moment, "Actually, I have learned a little swordsmanship before."

"I won't talk about the past. To learn swordsmanship from me, you have to learn it from scratch." Ask said, "The next defense of the city will probably not be anything for us for a while."

"I have absorbed a lot of extraordinary powers on the battlefield. You must want to digest them as soon as possible, right?" Asker high-fived, "Everyone, get ready to receive new special training!"

"Hey!" The girls immediately screamed, why were they beaten again just after they got off the battlefield?

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Siege training.

To put it simply, it is one against four, in the extreme situation of being besieged, to exercise reaction ability and tactical awareness.

There are five melee output members of the Cyan Sword's physics department, namely Aske, Mia, Peggy, Eleanor and Hidliba, so the five of them take turns to be the besieged special trainer and the four companions.

So this special training became two modes.

Mode 1: Ask leads three other sparring partners to beat up the special trainer.

Mode 2: Asik beats four poor sparring partners alone.

To be fair, everyone still prefers Mode 1. Because if he is a sparring partner, Asik will deliberately control the intensity and maintain the same attack level as the other three girls.

In mode two, Ask will transform into a big devil and beat up the four girls without restraint.

Although this kind of training can indeed help transform extraordinary strength, it is also very painful to be beaten all the time, especially when your opponent is a guy who doesn't know how to show mercy to others. Even if the weapon is pointed at the face, it is commonplace.

So, under the collective protest of the girls, Asik was kicked out on the grounds that "you are already strong and don't need any more training."

After leaving Hearth Island in boredom and arriving at the military camp in the real plane, Ask saw Hood watching TV outside.

"Here." When he saw Ask walking out of the room, Hood pointed at the screen and said, "Blue Sword, you are on TV."

On the TV screen, the host was spittingly introducing these trophies to everyone: a large number of mortars and mortar shells.

To use the host's exaggerated words, these shells were enough to kill more than half of the Crusaders.

Of course this is bragging. If it could really kill so many enemies, why didn't the military immediately use it to fire? Instead, it was put here for you to display?

In the face of the audience's questions, the host cleverly let it go, and then brought the topic to the heroes who captured the trophies - the Cangqing Sword Mercenary Group.

"Hey, let me tell you." Hood looked at the TV screen and asked curiously, "Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be on TV?"

"Because it's not necessary." Ask replied, "I run a mercenary group, not an idol group. Why should I be on TV?"

"That's right." Hood nodded thoughtfully, "After all, a man who wants to become the king of the harem, how can he tolerate his woman appearing on TV and being fantasized about being kneeled and licked by broadcast fans?"

"That's too much." Aske warned, "If you provoke the boss again, I will deduct your salary."

"Sigh." Hood shook his head sadly, "A poor boy like me really can't imagine the happiness of rich people."

The host on the TV began to brag wildly, touting the Cang Qing Sword Mercenary Group as a model of heroes who "do not seek fame or fortune, only seek glory" to explain the reason why these guys did not appear in front of the TV.

Not to mention, the Xiris people who have a hero complex really did this, so that soon the host's phone number was being called all the time, the scroll bar at the bottom of the screen was also sliding rapidly, and many citizens and viewers were calling.

Leave a message to ask.

For such a mercenary group, how can I get signatures and photos? Are they still accepting registration?

"Haha, look, you guys are really famous." Hood said cheerfully, "Maybe someone will block the door later."

"Well, if a crazy fan really comes to our door, it's up to you to deal with it on behalf of Cangqing Sword." Asker said thoughtfully.

"Wait a minute, why am I representing you!" Hood shouted dissatisfied, "I'm not your official employee! I'm just a temporary worker!"

"Hey, aren't temporary workers used to do such chores?" Ask asked doubtfully.


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