Otherworldly Lord

The Sabisen people didn't believe Song Mo's words. They saw these people slipping away from the Obi mercenary team with their own eyes.

Soon, a dagger touched Song Mo's neck, and Song Mo narrowed his eyes.

"Believe it or not, I yelled immediately? At that time, none of you will even try to run away!"

"What do you call it?" The man with arms thicker than Song Mo's thighs and two scars across his face said with a grin, "Obi is not very polite to escaped mercenaries." As he said, he put his hands on his neck I made a gesture below.

Seeing the fearless look of the man with the scar, Song Mo raised his eyebrows, "Do you really think I dare not shout? I have someone in the court! Or do you think I dare to run away?"

"..."

"And compared to mercenaries, His Majesty the King's treatment of captives is stricter!"

"what?"

"I guess you haven't heard of it, have you?" Song Mo pushed the short sword on his neck, but instead of pushing it away, he simply stepped back and whispered to the man with the scar: "The king wants to deal with those rebellious He specially invented a lot of interesting punishments. For example, take a fishing net to cover the whole body of a prisoner of war, tie it tightly in circles, and then use a sharp knife to cut down the flesh one by one. In the end, the person is still alive. Alive, but the meat is gone. A muscular guy like you, who has a lot of brains, is especially suitable. There was a guy who lasted for three days before he died, and you must be able to break his record!"

The scarred man's face began to turn blue.

"But that guy doesn't have a dick, maybe it's because of this that he can endure more? Maybe His Majesty the King will cut off your dick first before cutting your flesh."

The scarred man's face turned from blue to white, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Perhaps you think this is not strong enough." Song Mo looked at the scarred man with a smile, "Don't worry, there are many types, you can choose from them. For example, set up a cauldron on the fire and tie people up Hands and feet are thrown in. The water is gradually heated up, and the people in the pot will enjoy VIP-level treatment from hot springs to saunas.”

Song Mo seemed to be interested and began to chatter.

"There is also cannon roasting, which is to tie people to red-hot copper pillars for a different kind of barbecue, and five horses to divide the corpse..."

Song Mo gave full play to his excellent eloquence and described every detail in place. Not only the intimidated Sabisen people began to tremble and sweat, but even the face of the Greenland people turned pale. Pale.

The four Harolds who had been in the Church of Light looked at Song Mo as if they were looking at a demon.

As the saying goes, the person who knows you best is often your enemy.

In order to be able to take root in every country on the continent and continue their anti-government movement, almost all the monks in the church are legal talents except doctors.

As a trainee bishop, Harold has memorized the laws of various countries by heart.Even if he searched through the Obi code in his mind, he still didn't find the punishments that Song Mo mentioned!

There is no record in Obi's code, and Song Mo is not just talking nonsense. Could it be that this is the law of Greeland? !

Thinking of this, Harold and the other three monks shuddered at the same time, their asses tightened, and they doubted again whether it was the right choice for them to defect to Greeland?

If you want to get off the pirate ship now, is there still time?

The Sabisen who were ambushing in the bushes were all terrified by Song Mo, and the leading man with the scar was a little weak in his sword hand.I couldn't help swallowing, "Is what you said true?"

"Of course." Song Mo smiled, "Although I'm not a good person, I won't lie to you."

Hearing Song Mo's words, all the people in Greenland breathed a sigh of relief.They have experience. Whenever the lord emphasizes his honesty and integrity, it is the beginning of his plan to deceive the dead.

Johnson also patted Harold on the shoulder and winked at Harold, meaning: Don't worry, the lord is lying.

It wasn't that Johnson was kind, it was that Harold's face was so ugly.

"If you don't want to be caught and go back to perform for Obie's people after cooking, you'd better pretend you didn't see us, you understand?"

The man with the scar and the other Sabisen nodded quickly, understood, greatly understood!

"Very good. I'll pretend I didn't see you. Whether you want to ambush or assassinate, whatever. See the king's flag embroidered with golden dragons? Obi's king is there."

Song Mo pointed at Wang Qi, patted the scarred man on the shoulder, and hid in the bushes again.He believed that after his intimidation, these ambushers might have lost their legs, so how could they have the courage to carry out the assassination?But this is also to show his attitude, he and Hei Yan are definitely not in the same group!

If one day this big-bellied dragon really died, he might be so happy to dance lap dance in a hula skirt.

However, these guys are too timid. Bai has grown so big and muscular, so he can't bear it anymore. He hasn't even resorted to the even more exhilarating top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty!

Thinking of the top ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty, I couldn't help but think of a certain well-known Hong Kong movie. Song Mo picked up a piece of grass and chewed it. How about a different world version of Yang Xwu and Xiao X Cai?

With the menswear of these noble lords, the market and sales will be very good...

Thinking about it, Song Mo couldn't help but hey a few times, although the laughter was still sweet, but combined with what he said before, this laughter was no different from the devil in the scar man's ears!It is simply "completely perverted".

At this moment, the horn of the Obi Kingdom army sounded.

Song Mo and the man with the scar fell silent at the same time.

The mercenaries began to rush to the place where the trap was most likely to be set.

When the first scream sounded, Song Mo couldn't help closing his eyes, but after a few seconds, he forced himself to open them.If he wants to live and lead his subjects to live better, he must face up to this world. Real death and killing will come to him sooner or later!

At that time, it will not be as easy as catching Sevans himself.

Seven hundred mercenaries and seven hundred lives, in the eyes of the superiors, are just consumables bought with gold coins.

Life disappeared in just ten minutes, and no one cared about the life and death of these seven hundred people.

At this time, the horn of Sabison King City rang immediately, which was the signal for war.

The Obi Kingdom's army separated like a tide, and a dozen huge siege machines were pushed out by strong slaves and soldiers.

After just one glance, Song Mo recognized that it was the catapult he had given to Saivans.

With an order, the catapult made a creaking sound, and huge rocks smashed on the city wall of Sabison, and some directly crossed the city wall and smashed into the city.

A siege chisel was also set up, and black iron arrows, like streaks of black lightning, flew out whistling, casting a large shadow of death over Sabisen's royal city.

Sabison started to fight back, but the boulders they threw couldn't reach the position of the Obi Kingdom's army at all, so they could only fall 300 meters away from the Obi Kingdom's army in vain.

Seeing this scene, the army of the Obi Kingdom burst into cheers, and the Sabisen had a premonition that disaster might be imminent for them.

Hei Yan rode on a pitch-black war horse, which was half a head taller than the other war horses, with a graceful figure and a shiny black mane on the back of its neck, like a piece of the finest silk.Just like its owner, the black horse Ossafi is also the king of horses.

The sound of boulders breaking through the air, the sound of iron arrows whistling, and the sound of the city wall being crumbled from the inside, evoked the violence and blood that was buried deep in the king's body.

There was another loud bang, and the city wall of Sabison, known as the most unbreakable in the whole continent, was finally smashed open by a huge boulder!

The black war horse raised its front hooves, Hei Yan tightened the reins, and raised the king's sword in his hand. The sharp blade shone brightly under the sunlight.The wind blew up his black cloak embroidered with golden patterns, as if singing an ode to the great king.

"God bless my king!"

The Obi people cheered loudly, their spears and giant swords struck their shields, and their war horses stomped their hooves, as if the whole earth was trembling.

The sword in Hei Yan's hand suddenly pointed at Obi's royal city, and his voice spread throughout the land and the royal city that was about to become a battlefield: "I, the king of Obi, command you to dye the people here red with fire and the blood of the Sabisen. Every inch of land! Kill!"

"kill!"

The horn sounded again, and Obi's army began to approach Sabisen King City. The Sabisen people in the city will experience the most terrifying bloody killing in history...

Song Mo finally waited for the moment he had been looking forward to, but he found that he couldn't move his feet.

Arrows like rain, bloody fights, neighing of war horses, roars of knights...

This is the war in the era of cold weapons, people and people, the most primitive fighting and collision.

It's hard for Song Mo to describe his mood at the moment, but he can't deny the restlessness that comes from the depths of his heart. The battlefield can best arouse a man's primitive impulse and blood, even if this war has nothing to do with him.

Song Mo forced himself to take his attention away from the battlefield. He had more important things to do, which was why he left Greeland and came all the way here.

Johnson and others seemed to be attracted by the fighting on the battlefield.And the Sabisen...

and many more!

Song Mo turned his head to look at the man with the scar, why are they still here? !

"Why can't we be here?"

"Aren't you Sabisen?"

"Yes!"

"Then why don't you rush up?"

"Why are we rushing up?"

"Aren't you hiding here to ambush King Obi's army?"

"No."

"Then what are you doing hiding here?"

"Wait until they are all dead, clean up the battlefield and pick up some bargains."

"...What is your identity?"

"A robber. And he was caught and hanged by the order of King Sabison." The man with the scar bared his teeth and pointed his thumb behind him, "They are the same."

"Who are you lying to? If it's a robber, will you be scared like that by me?"

"I%^$!!" The man with the scar scolded a series of foul words, grabbed Song Mo by the collar, "You TNND said something so scary, a person would be scared!"

"..."

It turns out that everyone is a soy sauce party.

"Do you often do this kind of thing?"

"Occasionally." The man with the scar pushed Song Mo's head back, "It's too high."

"Well. How about each harvest?"

"Usually, barely make ends meet. If you want to make a fortune, you have to rob those fat and oily nobles..."

The man with the scar suddenly stopped talking, as if he felt that he had said too much.Song Mo put his arm on his shoulder, and said very familiarly: "Brother, do you want to make a big deal?"