Lord of the Low Version System

When he heard that the hymn of the bird man can cleanse the body and mind and purify the soul, Xitong still didn't believe it, but after what happened just now, Xitong no longer doubted this statement.

Obviously, mind control is not a panacea, at least Birdman has a way to break through mind control.

This also shows from the side that mind control can only be used as an auxiliary means. If it is used as the main way to develop power, it is very likely that people will betray their relatives like today, and they will collapse in an instant.

However, the destructive power of mind control on the battlefield is terrifying. The camp of the Western Empire was like a typhoon passing by, and countless corpses fell on the ground, hanging on antlers and fences...

The knight leader looked gloomy at the slaves gathered together. These were all involved in the riot just now, and their bodies were still stained with blood.

Behead for public display!

There is no mercy, let alone any kindness.

The slaves who were sentenced to death also bowed their heads in resignation, and were lined up by the servant soldiers, pressed to the ground, and beheaded row by row.

The whole process is methodical and uniform.

There was no begging, and there was even a sense of relief.

In their view, this means washing away their sins and becoming a happy farmer or shepherd in the next life.

On the top of the city, the soldiers of the empire watched as the enemy brought rows of slaves to the front of the battle for collective execution. One head after another rose into the sky, or rolled on the ground, one after another fountains of blood emerged one after another.

Ling Shiqi's complexion turned pale.

Although she is a fairy who has practiced for thousands of years, she is kind by nature, and she can't even bear to hurt the little caterpillars that gnaw on her branches and leaves, let alone other people.

Just now, she just felt that this world is full of hostility, but after seeing the scene in front of her, she realized that she still underestimated the killing spirit of this world.

Xi Tong sneered, The enemy is trying to show us off, using these blood and heads to frighten our hearts and destroy our fighting spirit.

They are so cruel to their own people, and they are definitely more cold-blooded towards the enemy, which invisibly stimulates their own morale and weakens their opponent's fighting spirit.

The most primitive, bloodiest, and cruelest actions are often the most direct, effective, and unsolvable.

The leader of the knights slowly walked a thousand steps away from the city, and shouted in a powerful voice:

Lost lambs, sinners surrendered to the devil, open the gates to welcome God's redemption! Believe in God, you can wash away your sins, be safe in this world, and happy in the next life. If you betray God, you will be like these slaves...

The slightly blunt words of the empire were clearly transmitted thousands of meters away without any attenuation. The soldiers guarding the city, including the people in the city, all heard the words clearly.

Looking at the rows of headless corpses lying on the ground, a small number of soldiers of the empire couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

At this moment, Xi Tong laughed loudly, How about being like them?

Before the leader of the knights could answer, Xi Tong asked back, Are you trying to say that there are no bones and no place to bury the dead?

The leader of the knights nodded, After death, your souls will also fall into hell and be calcined by the holy fire until your sins are completely burned.

Xi Tong shook his head, Summon Big Ivan.

The leader of the knights was baffled. He knew what calling was, but he didn't know what Great Ivan was.

At this time, a big bald man with a short golden beard appeared on the edge of the city wall. After bowing to Xi Tong, he raised his right hand high and snapped his fingers.

The leader of the knights was puzzled, what do you mean?

But at this time, a deadly crisis rose up behind him, and the shadow of death instantly overwhelmed the sky.

not good!

Rumbling, the ground trembled, and the soldiers of the empire on the city could feel the tremors and shaking from the soles of their feet.

Xi Tong was in a good mood, humming softly, The wind is roaring, the horse is roaring, the sky and the earth are roaring, the sky and the earth are roaring...

There are hundreds of thousands of expeditionary troops in the Western Empire. They were controlled by Xi Tong's mind before. Hundreds of thousands died in a riot, and tens of thousands were executed. There are corpses everywhere in the camp.

The most deadly thing was the knight leader and his party, who stood at the place where the slaves were executed and shouted, which was equivalent to hanging two grenades under their crotches.

At this time, Big Ivan snapped his fingers again, and the person who was killed by the corpse explosion just now became the source of the explosion again, causing bombardment to the people around him again.

After a few rounds of this cycle, when Big Ivan snapped his fingers again, there was no fart on the other side.

This is the embarrassment of Big Ivan. Although the lethality is terrifying, the prerequisites are also very harsh. Moreover, after the enemy has suffered a loss, he will definitely focus on marking, and it is absolutely impossible for a similar scene to appear again.

What's more, after a few big explosions, all the damn things are dead, and the rest are unkillable. Facing this kind of people, Big Ivan is helpless and can only run away.

However, even so, this kind of ability to fight against one million can be called against the sky. Compared with it, the only function of the 500,000 troops of the empire displayed in several important towns on the western front is to shout the old iron 666.

The sandy wind full of dry breath swept across the battlefield, blowing away the bloody smell that was so thick that it could not be melted away, and also lifted the curtain-like smoke and dust.

The mount of the knight leader has long since disappeared, and the only trace that proves its existence is the thick blood on his crotch.

Not only him, other knights and followers were also bleeding from their crotch and buttocks. Those were all proofs of the existence of war horses.

The knights were shrouded in a substantial holy light, the thinnest fingertip was thicker, and the knight leader was almost a meter thick, radiating rich holy light like a small sun.

The holy light is like flowing water, flowing and shuttling among all the knights and followers. Everyone can affect other people around them, influence each other, and strengthen each other to form a united whole.

Under the protection of the Holy Light, many ordinary soldiers and civilians also survived, and then they knelt down on the ground one by one, thanking the knights and the gods.

The leader of the knights turned around awkwardly, swept his gaze, and immediately estimated the remaining number of people.

The knights and retinues suffered little damage, but ordinary soldiers and civilian husbands were rare, and there were only more than 20,000 survivors, most of whom were injured.

hateful!

The leader of the knights roared, and the sound shook the field.

He fought countless battles and became famous for a hundred years. Although he was not victorious in every battle, he had never been defeated so badly or so powerlessly.

It's just a face-to-face meeting—it's not even a face-to-face meeting. The enemy hasn't shot a single arrow, and there are not one out of ten of my own million people.

The leader of the knights stared at the blood-red eyes, and muttered to himself in a hollow voice: All my fame in my life has been lost here.

The surrounding knights and followers didn't know how to comfort him.

Even if Caibi led an army of one million, he would not have lost so badly, and lost so quickly, even if a million pigs fled together, they would still be able to run back for less than half.

Being able to fight a war like this is simply worse than a pig.

The blood-stained beard and hair of the knight leader fluttered like an angry lion's mane.

He strode forward, and roared as he walked: The devil who deceives people and manipulates corpses, dare to fight me in a glorious duel!

Xi Tong laughed loudly, Your subordinates are dead, so you have to fight in person. None of my subordinates were damaged. Why should I fight you?

knight:? ? ?

Followers:? ? ?

shameless!

You trample on the spirit of chivalry!

Xi Tong ignored the scolding on the other side, and raised his right hand high...