"Surrender! You have been abandoned! This is the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect! This is the sect with indifference to humanity!" The second elder of the Jiuyou Sect, an old woman with a wrinkled face, stood coldly on a piece of charred land with her hands behind her back.
The voice said sarcastically.
Several lecturers from the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect looked at each other, not knowing what to say. They were the representatives elected to confirm that Cambridge had indeed disappeared.
After two desperate hours, the swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect who were stranded on Planet Hope 2 finally failed to muster up the courage to continue the attack.
They selected a few lecturers and asked them to come to negotiate. The content of the negotiation was that they hoped to take a look and see whether Cambridge was really gone or had been hidden by the Eilandhill Empire.
This is related to whether they continue to fight or consider laying down their weapons and surrendering. It is not difficult to choose between these two options, but the entire process of receiving surrender still takes a lot of time.
In a sense, it takes more time than killing these people because it requires statistics and a series of issues such as sending these people to Jiuyou for resettlement.
"Those bastards! They only care about themselves!" Stepping on the scorched ground, a lecturer from the Heavenly Sword Sect who had already been confirmed to have disappeared in Cambridge yelled with a red face.
He and many of the lecturers here are actually somewhat capable masters. They were ordered to lead a retreat before, so they didn't run away first.
As a result, Qian Tong and his ilk took the lead in escaping, and coupled with the blockade from the Eilanhill Empire, they were eventually abandoned here.
The feeling of being abandoned must be unpleasant. Another lecturer clenched his fists and cursed through gritted teeth: "They must die a good death! The sect is what it is today because of these bastards!"
"Okay, after the surrender, you have a long, long time to curse." The second elder of the Jiuyou Sect interrupted their curses and said, "Have you thought about it? Are you surrendering or do you want to continue to resist?
Go down?"
It is definitely not possible to continue fighting. Although an army of one million sounds like a lot, most of these swordsmen have run out of ammunition and food, and there is no way to survive if they continue to fight.
What's more, everyone has their own plans in mind whether to surrender or fight to the death. Some people have long since stopped wanting to fight, and those who want to fight again also know that they are in a desperate situation at this moment.
If millions of troops gather together, they may still have the capital to fight a dozen. But if more than half of them surrender and hundreds of thousands are left, they may not be able to hold on for a day and collapse.
Therefore, several lecturers looked at me and I looked at you, and finally they could only sigh and take out the countermeasures they had discussed before.
"We can surrender, but there are several conditions!" One of the lecturers with a higher status bargained.
"Oh? Are there any conditions? You should tell me." The second elder of Jiuyou Sect looked at the other party with a smile, as if he was all ears.
The old lecturer was very helpful and said: "First of all, when we surrender, we should ensure our safety after surrender and provide us with food and supplies..."
"This matter... can be discussed." The second elder of the Jiuyou Sect nodded, feeling that the other party's request was not excessive: "Is there anything more?"
"We hope that after the surrender, we will still maintain our respective positions and manage the existing swordsmen without making any changes. People from the Nine Nether Sect, please don't interfere!" The old lecturer continued to bargain.
"How can this be done? You manage yourselves and don't let our people interfere. How will we manage millions of you?" The second elder frowned and refused.
"Are we, the millions of swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect, going to be controlled by you losers?" The old lecturer boasted that he had a million troops behind him as a bargaining chip. He looked down upon the second elder of the Nine Nether Sect and refused to give way.
"Would you like the Emperor of the Elanthir Empire to do it for you?" A puppet with a number on his forehead who had been standing aside and had been silent asked a question out of the blue.
His voice was sinister, and his sudden words made several lecturers from the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect tremble involuntarily.
"You are surrendering! You are not surrendering! If you are willing, you can go back now and we will try to fight for a few more days." Seeing that no one was speaking, the puppet continued to speak.
"It's just that I don't know how many swordsmen will be left in a few days." The puppet snorted coldly and said: "However, I can guarantee that everyone can survive, but you guys are dead.
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After finishing speaking, the puppet tilted his chin to the two god puppets holding boxes behind him, indicating that they could move forward.
The two god puppets holding boxes walked up to several lecturers and opened the boxes they were holding.
Then, several lecturers were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground, rolled and crawled backwards for a long distance, and were trembling all over, unable to speak a word.
"These are the heads of your two elders. We have confirmed it with the prisoners. One is your third elder, and the other is your seventh elder... right?" A god puppet holding a box said.
Another god puppet holding the box continued: "We show this to you just to prove to you that we have the ability to do what we say."
"How you choose depends on how many people there are." A puppet with the number 01 on its forehead waved its hand, and the two god puppets holding human heads took a few steps back.
"You, who are you...do you have the right to do it?" The old lecturer, who was a little arrogant just now, was now only nervous. After holding it in for a long time, he finally had the courage to speak.
"I am the puppet clone of the Emperor of the Airanhill Empire, Super God Puppet T800 No. 1." Chris' puppet clone introduced himself. After the introduction, he continued: "I am here to accept your surrender under the order of His Majesty the Emperor!
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"We surrender! We surrender!" Several lecturers began to scramble to express their positions before they had time to get up from the ground.
"Such a so-called strong man who has neither integrity nor ability, and who does not even have the basic ability to assess the situation, just arrange for a casual job to provide for his retirement." Without avoiding these lecturers at all, Chris' clone spoke to the second elder of the Jiuyou Sect.
He explained: "The Airanhill Empire is not a place for evil and evil. The appointment and promotion of officials... cannot be trivial!"
"Old woman, I understand that our Jiuyou Sect is not wanted by everyone." The second elder answered with a wider smile on his face.
The expressions on the faces of several lecturers who were just about to get up froze when they heard these words. However, in the end, they still endured it. There was no other way, there was no need to lose face. If someone put their heads in a box, then
