"Tell that guy, don't beat people to death. Now is the time when there is a lack of manpower." Seeing that the Han supervisor was merciless, the old man finally even wailed.

A few dozen meters away, Bachman, the commander of the Trinity of Teutonic, frowned slightly and said to the personal soldiers beside him, asking the Han supervisor to take some measure.

"Huang, Master Qianfu told you not to kill anyone, there is a shortage of people now!" Western Alliance soldiers ran over and shouted.

"Well, yes, you're a good man. You're not going to work, you're lucky today! You're itchy when you look at it?" The supervisor named Huang spat, saw the old man lying on the ground and moaning constantly, and then looked around viciously at his Han slave, looking at him timidly or hatred, and turned around and left in disappointment.

"This bastard!" In a bush forest on a hill hundreds of meters away, a Han soldier looked at everything in front of him. Although he did not hear their conversation, the shameless appearance of the traitor supervisor still successfully aroused his anger.

The Han soldiers beside him were all gritting their teeth, wishing they could rush out immediately to grab the garbage that had forgotten who his ancestors were, so that he could understand who was the real slut, and what price would it cost to be such a slut!

"That kid catches me alive, I will tell him the truth in person!" Jing Zhan was expressionless, but his tone was a little solemn, pointing to the proud supervisor named Huang.

"Here." Several soldiers said hurriedly, but they wanted to kill the beast with their own hands.

"The soldiers in Hujia Town are advancing and retreating in moderation, no more than those lazy Western invaders. The number of people exceeds 3,000. If they are forced to attack, they may be damaged. I will be able to take advantage of the situation after a while." Jing Zhan said.

"Have the information from Miss Roland arrived back?" Jing Zhan asked the soldiers next to him.

"Not yet. It seems that this time, Saint Rola personally brought those brothers of the God-killing Army to the city. Miss Roland led the brothers of the Dark Group to follow in. Speaking of which, they are really more dangerous than us." A Han soldier said admiringly.

"Yes, Leitou can use people without any doubt. I, Jing Mingyang, admired the people from Xi 6 for their own use." Jing Zhan nodded.

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"Sir, it's almost five o'clock, but today's land cannot be harvested." Two hours later, a supervisor's leader trotted to the Western Alliance soldiers who were resting under the willows, with a flattering smile on his face.

The soldier ran to Bachman again and conveyed the words of the Han supervisor.

"Well, go back to the city and continue tomorrow! Green, you must lead the team and look forward to these foods, do you know?" Bachman pointed to the rice spread out on the threshing farm not far away. He reminded a centurion.

Since the freshly harvested new grain still has a lot of moisture and needs to be dried easily before it can be transported into the warehouse for preservation. There is no such large empty space in Hujia Town. In addition, for convenience, the Western Allied Forces built a temporary threshing farm near a vacant land of more than 100 feet next to the rice fields. After the grain and grass are all harvested, they will be dried and transported to Huainan Mansion City for preservation.

Next to this threshing ground, there is a team of 100 people and supervisors stationed on weekdays. As for the captured Han people, they will be locked up in a temporary prison nearby, and will be under the supervision of dozens of Western coalition soldiers.

Today, from five in the morning to five in the evening, these people worked hard all day and only ate a bowl of porridge. At this moment, under the escort of the coalition soldiers and supervisors, they walked towards the prison with exhausted steps.

"Wait for two more hours, and when the sky is dark, you will take action. As soon as the enemies in the town come out, you will bring people to set fire in Nanhai River. I will bring people to set up an ambush so that they will go but not return." Jing Zhan waved his hand and said to the next battalion commander, and more than a dozen Han soldiers immediately disappeared into the bushes like ghosts.

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That night. The night was as deep as water, and a thin cloud covered the crescent moon like a hook.

In the rice fields, there were frogs and a few bright tiny oil lamps hung on the edge of the threshing field. Countless small flying insects kept rushing towards the brightness in the dark, like autumn rain hitting the window, crackling and crackling.

"Yellow skin, you are so cruel, aren't you afraid of retribution in the future?" Several supervisors sat around the fire. Although these supervisors were majestic in front of their compatriots, they were actually just a dog of the Western Alliance. They not only had to be responsible for supervisors during the day, but also had to take turns to assist the coalition's posts on the night. The supervisor surnamed Huang, who beat the innocent old man during the day, was listed.

"Lin Shuaixing, don't talk about me, your wife has been fucked by the Westerners, and she still has the face to say to me? In this world, you can survive, have money, and be able to ride on others' heads to pee. It's just an old man. Why do you think so much is useless?" Huangpi said disdainfully.

"You--" The supervisor was angry when he heard Huang Pizi reveal his scars like this, but he knew that Huang Pizi was a popular person in the eyes of the supervisor and did not want to offend him easily.

"I'm what I am. In the past few months, I have at least a dozen girls and wives. You kid don't have to cry. Is your wife gone? There are a few innocent women in the prison. Tomorrow I will tell you, and I will make a diarrhea fire for you, and you will know that my yellow skin is better. I think that the little mother of the Gao family doesn't look at me on weekdays. This time I'm looking for an excuse to sue his father for guilt and take his grandfather from Xi6 to confiscate her house. As a result, she obediently went to my bed that night, and she could pinch out the skin. I didn't show any mercy and made it for her... Haha, what is a good day? This is a good day..." Huangpi boasted proudly.

"Is that right? It seems that I need to let you know what a 'good' day is!" A sinister voice recalled in the ears of both of them.

The next moment, before the yellow skin could speak, the back of his neck felt a sharp pain, and his body softened, and he was dragged into the nearby woods.

"Save this guy for me!" In the woods, a few black armored soldiers, who were painted with black oil paint on their faces, said in unison.

"Jingtou has already taken a fancy to him, and he has no share!" The Han soldier who was arresting the man said disdainfully.

Several soldiers looked at the fainting yellow-skinned supervisor and suddenly became a little sympathetic: "Go with peace of mind, who told you to do all the bad things?"

"I'm just dazed, I'll control all the people in the room immediately, and kill them on the spot if there is any tricky one! If one runs away, take your heads to the top!" A Han soldiers captain said angrily.

"Here!" After the Han soldiers in the woods touched the scout in front of them, they rushed to the room around the venue like ghosts and gods in the dark night.

Soon, a slight roar came from the air, and a faint smell of blood came from the doors and windows of the house.

"You guys, tell me, how many Western enemies are there on the prison!" When Huang Pizi and others were awakened by someone with horse urine, a man with ink on his face and only two white eyes in front of him shouted.

"Grandpa, please spare me." The yellow-skinned boy's eyes rolled and begged, while the surname Lin purred and fainted again with a slut.

"Give me your life? Everyone can forgive me, but you can't!" the man said angrily.

"I'm going to die. Then I can't say anything!" Seeing that I can't escape death, the yellow-skinned man rose to a little bit of a ruffian momentum.

"Haha, there are many kinds of death! You guys open your eyes and look at it. I'll tell you to see how this guy who forgot his ancestors and bullied his compatriots died!" The man laughed without anger when he heard this, and a sharp dagger appeared in his hand like a magic trick.

"Tie him on the pillar and smash his dog's mouth!" The man stood up, took a knife and approached the yellow skin, measured it a few times, and then slashed it suddenly.

A quarter of an hour later, a group of supervisors who were driven together watched the deadly slaughter in front of him at this moment. The yellow skin that claimed to be able to judge the situation and looked like a slave had no complete skin on his body. The blood vessels and bloody muscles exposed to the tinder lamp were dislocated to prevent him from biting his tongue, making his jaw dislocated, and his eyes wide-eyed face looked a little ferocious. The miserable appearance of saliva, snot, tears, and piss, immediately made the supervisors kneel to the ground, saying something.

And they didn't have the courage to commit suicide. If they had the courage to commit suicide, they would not be traitors.

However, just as the Han soldiers and generals said, even if they die, there will be differences. It is better to say everything than death like a yellow-pie boy, just to say everything, just to ask the Han soldiers in front of him to give him some pleasure.

Who will let you help the evil and harm your compatriots? If good and evil are not rewarded, the universe will have selfishness. Heaven and earth have selfishness, then Jing Zhan will not mind being a cruel knife that kills evil.

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After finding out the details of the Western coalition forces in the prison and the city, a moment later, a burst of noise came from the prison places farther away from here. This sound was specially released by the Han soldiers to attract the Western coalition forces in the Hujia Town to take the bait.

The sentries in Hujia Town sounded the alarm as soon as they heard the sound. Then the Western Alliance soldiers in the town got up one after another under the shouts of the officers and gathered in the open space in the town, looking at the dark night in front of them in panic.

The commander of the Western Allied Forces commander in charge of Hujia Town, Shugede Barto, Lord of the Kingdom of Falls, yelled in the city with anger.

This fat man weighing more than 200 kilograms was a representative of the Falls pro-holiday sect who had exploded after following the Pope. He was originally just a rich man from a countryside, but because he defected to the local bishop, he organized a group of local gangsters and gangsters, deceived a group of tenants, organized a so-called group of saints, and followed the bishop to the empire.

Because of this relationship, he was actually appreciated by Archbishop Rembrandt. Not only did he get the status of a lord, but he also spent a lot of money to buy the noble surname "De" from the Holy See Prince Julio. Finally, he relied on bribery from the superiors and subordinates and became the commander of the powerful commander who controlled thousands of troops, commanding the three thousand elite soldiers in Hujia Town.
Chapter completed!