The battle ended quickly, and Xu Feng didn't even need to do it himself.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional calculations, coupled with an absolute advantage in all aspects, the survivors had no chance at all.

Survivors' demise can sometimes be silent, and sometimes it can be dazzling.

Some scattered props were scattered on the ground, and no one who passed by the disorder paid any attention to them.

The rules of the two sides are different. Although most of the survivors' props can be used by the disordered ones, most of the disordered ones disdain to use them.

Of course, none of them were particularly rare. After all, everything that could save lives had been used in the previous battle.

Some subordinates rushed back from the village. The fighting in the village had ended, and many survivors were captured alive.

"Sir, the losses have been incurred, not a lot."

"As long as the captured survivors are transformed, the losses of the transformers can almost be made up."

"In addition, the main combat power will not be lost. As long as we send this news back, Lord Qingcheng will be happy."

Xu Feng's original intention was to give survivors a chance to escape, but he also protected those pure disordered ones in disguise.

The frontal battlefield is basically the loss of the reformers, and in the case of human sea tactics, even those powerful reformers cannot cause too much loss.

In short, the disordered ones now respect Xu Feng very much. Most commanders are interested in the results. After all, there are only a few commanders like Xu Feng who care about their subordinates.

The Disorderly Ones are an organization that values ​​results. In fact, no matter how much they lose, as long as they can win.

The compliments from his subordinates were just flattery for Xu Feng. In Qingcheng's eyes, Xu Feng would probably only get a mediocre evaluation.

But enough is enough.

The subordinate continued, "Sir, should the transformation be carried out now?"

Some of the disorder spread out, passing on news and investigating the survivors' follow-up movements.

The rest gathered in the village.

Xu Feng also saw the survivors, all of whom looked horrified. They had long heard of the horrific deeds of the Discord.

conversion?

Xu Feng had seen them many times along the way. Whenever there was a chance, Xu Feng would try to rescue these survivors.

but now……

"Let's do it, we still need to rush to the next battlefield as soon as possible."

There is still a long way to go from the core battlefield. According to the previously assigned tasks, Xu Feng still has several targets to capture.

This can completely force the White Tiger Association's retreat, and then attack front and back with the Disorders on the frontal battlefield, launching a general attack on the survivors who are the core of the White Tiger Association.

The men were ordered to leave, and in the team, the Discordians who had mastered the ability to return began to take action.

A huge magic circle rose up, and the survivors inside gradually lost their minds while wailing.

Among them were the supervisors who had exhausted themselves on the battlefield. They originally wanted to die, but under the human sea tactics, these supervisors did not even have the chance to commit suicide.

As the magic circle rose and died, all the survivors within it had completed their transformation.

His eyes were blank, and he was quickly controlled by the reformers who lost their subordinates.

Among them, the most powerful ones, those Transformers transformed by the Regulators, were also kept at the end by the Discords.

Someone even came forward to compliment, "Sir, only you are qualified to control these subordinates."

Xu Feng was silent for a moment, and finally silently accepted the compliment and bore the sin.

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