"Politics can certainly kill people. But for tens of thousands of human army, the effect it can play is really limited. It would be great if the more than a hundred pots of manure on the top of the city could poison 5,000 people. If you want to truly win this war and destroy the fighting spirit of the human army, you must also use another extra thing - psychological tactics."

Without caring about the strange expression of Wisen, Song Xiaoye threw down the branches in his hand and stood up slowly from the fire. Looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, he lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Nine ten thousand soldiers were killed and killed in one attack, and most of them were not killed in normal fighting. Under this psychological influence caused by fear, as long as the commander of the human army on the opposite side is not an idiot, he will definitely not refuse a temporary truce negotiation."

"Negotiation? Are you saying... to negotiate with those evil humans?" Wiesen simply suspected that something had happened in his ear. For thousands of years, the struggle between humans and demons has been endless. In his opinion, in this continent, only demons can exist.

"I don't like humans either. However, when my strength is not as strong as others, negotiation may be a way to solve the problem."

Song Xiaoye sighed and turned his eyes to the human camp that was vaguely visible: "Glorious death in battle may be the most anticipated way of death for every warrior. But what's the use of death? If you die, nothing will exist. In this world, nothing is more meaningful than living. If you live, you can accumulate strength to make a comeback. If you live, you can make yourself stronger. If you live, you will have the opportunity to kill the former winner and leaps up to become the last ruler. The meaning of war is actually the same."

"Master, why do you tell me this?" After a long time, Weisen asked quietly: "These things should be the biggest secret in your heart!"

"Because, you are my friend!"

Song Xiaoye turned around and looked at him with encouragement and expectation: "No matter what happened before, we are all friends. Some things will not change as time goes by. Although you have always called me the master, I have never regarded you as a slave. We have always been friends. Forever!"

These words are half true and half false. Indeed, Song Xiaoye never intended to treat Wiesen as a servant. However, he did not refuse to have an absolutely loyal supporter. He needed a smart subordinate, not a machine that only knew how to blindly follow and did not think independently.

A long time ago, I seemed to have had many friends. But why, I can't remember their names?

Su Hao, at least, I still remember one Su Hao.

Wiesen's face was filled with surprise and excitement. His eyes filled with tears also trembled with gratitude that could not be explained in words.

Song Xiaoye knew that his title of deputy general was just a temporary thing. Although the veteran general Hulyon assigned him thousands of new recruits, no veterans belonging to the fortress were assigned to him. In other words, the smart old man still held all the military power in his hands. There was no sign of relaxation at all.

Of course, this does not mean that there is no possibility of completely changing it. Song Xiaoye needs an opportunity. An opportunity that is enough to prove himself and make everyone fear and admire him.

As soon as dawn was dawn, a noisy noise came from the entrance of the Dano Valley. When the sun emitting light of red light slowly rose from behind the cliff, there were already neatly arranged teams of fully armed human infantry on the "U"-shaped valley hundreds of meters away from the fortress guard.

Like last time, the main attack force of the human army is still a light infantry with agility. This is also the largest number of troops formed among the countries in the mainland. After all, the weapons and equipment of light infantry are very cheap. Training does not take much time. As long as there is a sufficient population, a large number of reserve soldiers can be obtained in the shortest time.

There were thousands of infantrymen arranged in the valley passage. The dense crowds of people were crowded together, looking like a group of fish gathered in a corner of the pool and struggling desperately. Especially the sharp sword emitting dazzling white light under the sunlight, it looked like a demon's teeth waiting to suck and drink human blood at any time.

The protective wall of Dano Pass fortress was already full of a row of calm veterans. They squeezed behind the thick wall and glanced at the human army that was advancing under the city from time to time. Their faces were filled with leisure and contentment, and they didn't seem to be on the battlefield where you died or die. Instead, they seemed as relaxed and comfortable as if they were at their own home.

"Shoot the arrow!"

With the commander's order, the demon archers waiting in the inner walls of the fortress also pulled the horn bows in their hands and shot countless sharp arrows through the towering city walls at an elevation angle. After drawing beautiful arcs in the air, under the action of gravity, the sharp arrows tilted forward and plunged into the soft skin, bones, and flesh.

Hundreds of arrows caused almost no damage to the human army that was moving forward with shields. Even the arrows falling from the gaps in the shields only brought some sporadic skin injuries to the shot. However, when they pulled out the arrows and continued to move forward slowly, they were surprised to find that the numbness and itch that came from the broken wound was simply unbearable. The surface of the arrows that were pulled out after being shot into their bodies actually had a layer of terrible blackness like dead ashes.

A shrill scream continued to sound from the advancement of human army step by step. Sometimes, mixed with the despair wails of people before dying. Looking at those companions who were just arms, shoulders, etc., who fell to the ground with an arrow, and their limbs curled up together and struggled in pain, the human infantry next to them felt a chill. Even the steps taken under their feet began to tremble.

The vanguard of the attacking force had arrived at the city. The heavy shields raised high above hundreds of faces completely closed the connection between people and the sky above their heads. Soon, several wooden ladders that were dozens of meters long were raised high above the city. Amid the scolding and threats of the officers, the human infantry holding short swords also began to climb up along the handrail. Hope to fight for a way to survive directly in front of the unpredictable future.

One step, two steps, three steps... In the moment when the soldiers got closer and closer to the city, even within reach, several sharp spears suddenly stretched out from behind the walls made of bricks and stones. He could not avoid him, and could only watch the sharp spear tip pierced his chest and cut his abdomen. Finally, he fell down irresistibly in a bloody flower scattered in the air.

"boom----"

A heavy boulder was pushed down from the city wall. It fell among the dense crowd and knocked several large shields out of ugly concave corners. And those who held shields and wanted to withstand the attack with this terrible force could not even make the final scream, and they had become a fuzzy slaughter that could not distinguish their original appearance.

The poisonous arrows and the terrible rockfall did not stop the human army from attacking. More and more light infantrymen poured in from the valley. They stepped on their companions' bodies, repeating the deceased's past actions over and over again. The attack and being killed on them were alternated. The only thing that changed was the pile of human flesh corpses that had been stacked up in front of Mount Dano, covering the passage higher and higher.

The speed of falling rocks on the city wall was no longer as fast as before. Obviously, their number was not large. Seeing this, the officers standing behind the formation to supervise the battle hurriedly urged the fear-faced soldiers to launch a new attack again. However, when they rushed to the wall of the fortress and wanted to climb up the wooden ladder, they were surprised to see that balls of black liquid emitting foul smell were pouring down from the top of their heads.

"Wow----"

A heart-wrenching scream erupted from the bottom of the city wall. The people who were running around desperately wiped the hot liquid splashed on their bodies. The soldiers who were directly poured by the black liquid could only lie on the ground and twisted their bodies in pain. They used their hands to desperately capture bright red and eye-catching blood marks on their bodies.

Not only them, but even those companions who wanted to save them. As long as they touched the black liquid that emitted a strong stench on their bodies, the surface of their palms would become extremely itchy. In horror, they wiped the surface of their clothes and armor quickly, but it was futile. Soon, the numbness and itch that penetrated into the bone marrow turned them into a group of crazy howling madmen. And the pairs of palms that were too scratched were hung with countless eye-catching blood marks. Even through the flesh that was scattered and cracked, the thick white bones that were faintly exposed to the air could be clearly seen.

Song Xiaoye, dressed in black, stood behind the high wall chop, silently looking at the human soldier crying and crying in the valley. There was no sign of emotional fluctuation on his cold face. Only from his constantly turning eyes could a little bit of a strange cold look appear.

In the ancient history of war on alien planets, feces poison is a simple and effective defensive weapon. It is also the only thing that can be used in a short period of time.

To be honest, he does not think that using such a terrible weapon to deal with humans is cruel. If humans were not so greedy, they would not always want to completely kill the demons. Then there would not be so many demons starve to death every winter. The newly born demon babies do not have to accept the cruel and helpless survival test. The teenagers in the training camp do not have to fight to the death for a piece of bread that is not enough to fill their stomachs. And I will not become an orphan who has no support.

I really think I'm not an orphan, but a woman. And I'm very pretty.

In fact, the wish of the demon race is very simple. We just want to live in this world and survive like all normal people. It does not rely on plunder or war. Normal communication can be carried out between the two major races. Although, in the present view, this is just a delusion that is almost luxurious.

When night fell, Dano Pass returned to the silence of death. Only the sparse night stars barely emitted a faint light, reflecting the dead body that was undulating in front of the fortress, like a hill.

Hulyon, full of armor, stood behind Song Xiaoye. The night wind blew, rolling up the silver-white beards on his cheeks. At first glance, it looked like a burly war god made of steel with a helmet and armor.

At this moment, his inner world was not as quiet as his appearance. Instead, it was rolling violently like a storm.

He never imagined that the dirty feces and herbs in the mountains could evolve into such a terrible poison. The pot of black water poured down from the city and poisoned thousands of human soldiers. If the number of deaths before was added to the number of deaths under the arrow stone, today's battle will kill nearly 10,000 enemies.

This kid is really terrible. Where did he learn such a ruthless killing method? But then again, it is indeed a lucky thing that he has such a brave deputy general with all his wisdom and tricks.

"General, when will you send someone down to cut off the head?" Lamick, the adjutant standing behind the old man, asked softly. The joy and shock on his face were no less than those of others.

Cutting the head is an important part of the demon war. The recognition of military merits depends entirely on counting the heads of the dead. After a battle, even if one million enemies are annihilated, no heads of the dead are brought back. Military merits can only be awarded by the military headquarters at the lowest level.

Nearly 10,000 human heads are absolutely prominent military achievements!

"General, can you not have a head in this battle?" Suddenly, Song Xiaoye, who was standing beside him, asked unexpectedly.

"Don't have a head?" Hulyon was stunned and frowned: "Why?"

"Can the head be eaten as a meal?"

Song Xiaoye did not directly answer his inner questions. Instead, he walked slowly to the general and the adjutant and looked at them seriously: "In a few months, it will be midsummer. At this time of year, a large number of demons were starved to death because of the green and yellow. Due to food scarcity, the military headquarters would not issue any supplies as usual. In other words, from now until autumn, the fortress will not receive any food supplements. Even if the dead bodies were barely relied on the flesh of the dead in this battle, it would be difficult to support them. Moreover, the feces used in the battle today have polluted most of the corpses. They are inedible at all and can only be thrown there and rotted in vain."

The old general and the adjutant looked at each other and looked at Song Xiaoye again. The meaning of these words was clear enough, but it was obviously not finished yet.

"I want to return all the dead bodies to the humans opposite."

Song Xiaoye took a deep breath, and slowly expressed his inner thoughts under the surprise and confusion of the two people: "Ten thousand heads are enough to upgrade you again by General. However, the imperial army is scarce. Even if you are a two-star general, the regular troops you can command within the actual control of Dano Fortress are still only these three thousand veterans. Instead of having a false reputation and having to survive a very hungry summer, it is better to use these useless corpses in exchange for something more practical."

"You mean... exchange food for humans?" Adjutant Lamick reacted very quickly. He shook his head and said, "This is impossible. For hundreds of years, there has been any transaction between humans and demons. They will not agree to any conditions we have proposed."

"It is impossible to know the result without trying some things." Song Xiaoye did not explain. He just smiled faintly.

Lamick opened his mouth, but failed to say a word. He was very clear about the careful thinking: Song Xiaoye's words are actually the best choice under the current situation. Compared with survival, the latter is obviously more tempting.

"Boy, you have to think about it. At least half of the top ten thousand heads belong to you and those new recruits. If you turn it into military success, you can get a pretty good future." Hulion did not object bluntly. He just reminded him seriously in a low tone.

"Haha! The starving general and the soldiers who died in battle are also corpses. There will be no difference between them. Only by living can you have more opportunities."

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On the light brown chestnut wooden strips, there is a golden-skinned roasted turkey. The fat and round chicken surface is drizzled with a ball of tender yellow butter. On the side of the huge silver plate that serves the roast chicken, there are gorgeous edges made of delicious red carp and verdant asparagus. In the rattan basket filled with exquisite foil, there are dozens of breads that exudes an attractive aroma. In the shiny silver meal cup, there are the fragrant fried meat that has just been out of the pot. Under the reflection of the candlelight, a few bottles of wine that moistened the gems, adding a few mouth-watering atmosphere to the extremely rich banquet.

Sitting on the oak chair carved with beautiful patterns, Roslin, with a dim expression, felt his heart full of unprecedented confusion. Even the fragrant and tender chicken chewed in his mouth was as rough as sawdust, light and tasteless.

As the third son of King Theo, Roslin certainly understood that such actions were not consistent with his identity. But he really couldn't calm down and eat seriously. He even felt that even the tender barbecue on the fork was as bright red as the remaining bodies of the soldiers who died in front of the Dano Fortress, which was almost disgusting.

He had never seen soldiers with such miserable death. The black liquid that poured down from the city was comparable to the poisonous water sprayed by the evil god of hell. He saw with his own eyes: a soldier whose face was splashed with a little black liquid, scratched the entire dough with his hands. Even so, in order to stop the itch, he screamed, while stabbing his ten fingers deep into the torn flesh, and scratched the bones hidden in the red blood and pink meat balls. He even dug down his eyes and broke off his teeth. In order to... just stop the itch and stop the itch that itch was almost crazy.

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Chapter completed!