He must be a muling of the School of Brilliant God! Because the first condition for all the pastors and clergymen of the School of Brilliant God to become a muling is to sacrifice the fresh blood and life of an innocent child under 10 years old for the God of Brilliant God that they believe in. The higher the level of a muling is, the more times and the larger the scale of this sacrifice will be. This is something that only those really evil and ugly people can do. Although the name of the School of Brilliant God sounds good, it's actually a cult. "Zhang Tie still remembered Donder's words.
Perhaps because the soldiers of the Iron-Blood Camp didn't chop off this guy's head at the first moment, his head, which was filled with countless kilograms of fat, had given birth to a strange hope. Even in this situation, he was still talking about the Magna Carta of the Human Clan to the military officers of the Iron-Blood Camp, hoping to survive.
Everyone looked coldly at his final performance. Although everyone wanted to chop off his head with a knife or directly trample him to death, if they really did that, it would really be too easy for this guy.
After a short while, five horses were led to the wheat field by some soldiers of the Iron-Blood Camp.
At the sight of the five horses, the muling's face turned completely pale. His screams became sharper and he immediately lost control of his bowels and urine.
"Ah... no... please, give me a quick death..."
"Because of your words, do you know how many people have died here in the past two days? Do you know how many people of the Iron-Blood Camp have died? Do you know how many people have been beheaded? Do you still want a quick death? " Battalion Commander Reinhardt coldly stared at him. "I can only promise to make you feel a lot of pain. As for the quick death, it depends on how strong your body is!" After saying this, Battalion Commander Reinhardt waved his hand and said coldly, "Tie him up..."
Some soldiers quickly tied up the head and limbs of that guy on the ground with ropes tied to the horses.
It was Zhang Tie's first time to see someone being dismembered by five horses. Even in the Norman Empire, it was rarely used on those who had committed the most heinous crimes. This was a terrifying eastern punishment. This time, the Iron-Blood Camp wanted to dismember this muling who had ordered to chop off the heads of all the soldiers of the Norman Empire. This was a warning to those who wanted to challenge the dignity and honor of the Norman Empire — soldiers of the Norman Empire could be killed. But he could not be humiliated!
In such a small mountain village, it was impossible for a troop of more than one thousand people to kill a troop of more than two thousand people. Before the Iron-Blood Camp completed the final encirclement, 70-80 soldiers of the Brilliant Feathers Army had escaped at the sight of the unfavorable situation. After returning, these people would report what had happened here to the superiors of the Brilliant Feathers Army. Therefore, the Iron-Blood Camp didn't need to worry that the superiors of the Brilliant Feathers Army didn't know what the Iron-Blood Camp wanted to express.
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After the ropes of the five horses had been taut for about a minute. In the end, the fat body split into five unconnected parts and spread out. The different parts were tied to ropes and discarded inside Solan.
Zhang Tie had thought that he would vomit at the sight of such a scene, which was crueler than cutting a person into two. The bloody scene on the battlefield indeed made him uncomfortable. However, when he saw that guy struggling miserably and screaming in pain until he was finally dismembered, Zhang Tie didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Zhang Tie didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he felt very happy.
"This is the way to deal with such scumbags!" Zhang Tie told himself. In the first battle today, the Iron-Blood Camp had already lost more than 200 soldiers, one sixth of the total number of soldiers. Half of this should be blamed on this guy who had been dismembered by five horses. If not for this guy provoking the nerves of the Iron-Horn Army, the other generals of the army would have been furious. This made the generals of the legion furious. How could they be sent here right after they got off the train?
After finishing the final warning ceremony, Major Guderian looked at his watch. "You have 40 minutes to clean up the battlefield and plunder the booty. After 40 minutes, we will leave here..."
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Everybody hurriedly dispersed. First Lieutenant Liu Xing pulled Zhang Tie's hand and ran towards the battlefield.
"What are we going to do?" Zhang Tie asked First Lieutenant Liu Xing as he ran.
"Plunder the booty?"
"Aren't these jobs done by soldiers? After plundering, we have to hand in the booty?" Thinking of the military rules that his elder brother had told him, Zhang Tie asked out of curiosity.
"Who said that?" First Lieutenant Liu Xing kept running as he told Zhang Tie, "In the Iron-Horn Army, even across the empire, all the booty gained by the Iron-Blood Camp from individual battles doesn't need to be handed in. Don't you know that?"
"Is there such a good thing?" Zhang Tie was really amazed.
"Of course, the Iron-Blood Camp, which undertakes the toughest combat tasks and has the highest casualty rate, will of course have some special treatments!" First Lieutenant Liu Xing said as he ran, "The booty of the Iron-Blood Camp is divided into two parts: collective booty and individual booty. The collective booty will be distributed by the Iron-Blood Camp in a unified way while the individual booty will be distributed by individuals. Even the head of the army could not interfere with it! The collective booty belongs to the collective wealth of the troops that have been wiped out by us, such as military ordnance and materials, or the government and public goods in the enemy-occupied area. After each battle, a part of the collective booty will be used as the extra pension for the dead and wounded soldiers. If there is no collective booty like this time, the extra pension for the dead and wounded soldiers will be paid from the individual booty. Individual booty is all the money that you've collected from the enemy. This time, everybody has to hand in the cash that you've collected to the Iron-Blood Camp as the extra pension for the dead and wounded soldiers. "
"What about Boss Reinhardt's opponent? In the end, he was smashed into pieces by Boss's punch. Not even his corpse could be found. What about Boss's personal loot?"
First Lieutenant Liu Xing burst out into laughter, "In this case, unless boss finds the broken pieces of the dead body piece by piece, his personal booty will belong to whoever finds it first. Boss Reinhardt usually doesn't do that. Didn't you see those b * stards running faster than rabbits? That guy who has formed Sky Battle Qi is not a commoner. He's already a LV 9 fighter, he might have some good items. Those items will belong to whoever finds it first! "
'F * ck! ' Zhang Tie hurriedly ran towards that battlefield...
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As First Lieutenant Liu Xing ran, he explained to Zhang Tie the rules on the distribution of booty in the Iron-Blood Camp. After hundreds of years of practice in the Iron-Blood Camp of the Norman Empire, these rules had long formed a strict distribution system. Everybody would abide by them consciously.
For instance, this time, besides killing over ten military officers, Zhang Tie had also killed a lot of soldiers. However, according to this distribution system, the property of those soldiers killed by Zhang Tie would not be controlled by Zhang Tie anymore; instead, it would be distributed by Zhang Tie's subordinates, namely those soldiers of Third Platoon. As a military officer, Zhang Tie could only distribute and plunder the property of those military officers who had been killed by him.
First Lieutenant Liu Xing said that this was the attitude that an official of the Norman Empire should have. Boss Reinhardt had a good attitude. As for those guys who had been killed by him, Boss Reinhardt would disdain to search for booty. Boss Reinhardt always said that those who were weaker than him would have no interest in their belongings. He didn't like them at all. If the boss really liked something from that guy's body, he would have punched him more gently. For instance, he only needed to blow off that guy's head instead of using his Iron-blood Battle Qi to scatter flowers in the air.
A military officer could kill a lot of enemies on the battlefield. A military officer who could win more opportunities for his subordinates and gain more booty and wealth for his subordinates after the battle would naturally win the love and trust of his subordinates. At the critical moment, a lot of people would jump out to block arrows for him.
Real brothers were an unbreakable community of destiny combining righteousness and benefits.
That was how businessmen cooperated with each other. In the face of a great catastrophe, everyone would fly away.
That was how nerds talked and dreamed about righteousness and benefits. Even a scholar could not rebel for ten years.
After understanding the distribution method of the booty of the Iron-Blood Camp, Zhang Tie had many inspirations. It was said that this distribution method originated from the founding emperor of the Norman Empire.
At this moment, after dealing with the corpses of Solanet, each member of the Iron-Blood Camp started to search for their own booty. The armors, weapons, belongings, and special equipment on the corpses were all very valuable. Some experienced guys even wanted to open the mouths of the enemies to see if there were any golden teeth inside. If there were, nobody would mind prying that tooth off a dead person.
Zhang Tie noticed that even the items on the bodies of the enemies killed by the dead soldiers were searched by specialists. These items were the personal booty of the dead soldiers. After being turned into belongings, they would be distributed to the family members of the dead soldiers in the name of extra pensions of the Iron-Blood Camp.
The entire process of plundering was watertight, and nothing would be left out.
When Zhang Tie arrived at the battlefield, the guy who had been killed by boss Reinhardt had already been shaved clean, leaving nothing behind. Letting out a sigh, Zhang Tie felt that he was a bit late, so he could only search and count his booty.
Zhang Tie's first booty was the two horses of the two military officers who had been killed by his javelins. The two horses were requisitioned by Major Guderian to move some items and wounded soldiers to the rear.
Besides that, Zhang Tie's other booty was the belongings of the twelve military officers of the Sun Dynasty who had been killed by him.
The armors, weapons, and wallets were all Zhang Tie's personal booty. Zhang Tie's subordinates helped Zhang Tie collect the intact armors and weapons from the corpses. These things could not be taken away for the time being, nor could they be left to be used by the army of Sun Dynasty to arm other people. According to the usual procedures of Iron-Blood Camp, after collecting these things and registering them, they would find a nearby place to bury them. The advantage of burying them was that when conditions were ripe in the future, these things could be dug out and reused. They could be sold or used as a secret equipment supply point of the Iron-Blood Camp.
When doing this, all the members of the Iron-Blood Camp had long been working very fast. They divided the work into two parts and cleaned the battlefield in an orderly and fast manner.
No matter where it was, the officers were definitely richer than the soldiers, and they had much better things on them.
After casually searching a few people. Besides some wallets which contained money, Zhang Tie finally found a very beautiful golden pocket watch which was inlaid with two circles of fine gems from a LV 7 guy. There was a wild compass on the case of the pocket watch, a monthly calendar, an ephemeris and a self-winding wheel on the dial of the pocket watch. At the sight of it, Zhang Tie knew it was a senior item. Therefore, Zhang Tie felt much better.
At the sight of this pocket watch, Zhang Tie found that he didn't have a pocket watch at all. Not until then did Zhang Tie realize that he didn't have a watch. Therefore, he accepted it with a smile.
Because all the cash that he had plundered this time had to be handed over as the compensation for the dead and wounded soldiers. Without even glancing at them, Zhang Tieji threw them to someone beside him and had them hand them over to a consultant of the Iron-Blood Camp who was responsible for collecting cash. Zhang Tieji estimated that there were at least dozens of gold coins in those wallets. This amount of money could be regarded as his regards to those dead and wounded soldiers. Because they were on the battlefield. Even the officers of Apollo Palace wouldn't carry too much money with them.
Apart from these, the military rations carried by the officers must also be left behind for a period of time in the future. In the future, the Iron-Blood Camp would not have any supplies. Zhang Tie only kept two portions of those rations for himself. Feeling that they were enough for him to eat for seven days, he threw the rest to the soldiers of Third Platoon. This solved the problem of food rations for the other soldiers.
Zhang Tie found a good dagger on the body of a second lieutenant who was lying on the ground. It was pitch-black all over, without a trace of light. However, it was very sharp, much better than the one Zhang Tie used. That person was also an unlucky guy. Before the two troops collided, he had already been killed by Zhang Tie's javelin. That dagger was still hanging on his waist, which had not been pulled out at all.
After discovering such a dagger, of course, Zhang Tie immediately equipped it on his body.
Besides these items, Zhang Tie also found some amulets of the Brilliance School on those officers and a copy of "My Lord's Prophecy", which was used to brainwash people by Sun Dynasty. As these items were made by some scammers, of course, Zhang Tie would not take them.
On the body of a man at his twenties, Zhang Tie found a heart-shaped gold pendant necklace. Opening the pendant, Zhang Tie saw a photo of a beautiful woman at her twenties, who was smiling brilliantly. Looking at the photo, Zhang Tie sighed inside. He then stealthily put the necklace into the arms of that officer and put it close to his cold chest.
As for that tough man who was killed by Zhang Tie, besides his huge mace and half-body armor, he was completely poor. He didn't even have a copper coin. Looking at his belly, Zhang Tie guessed his appetite and suspected that all the soldiers' pay had been used to buy food.
Up until now, that fellow still had his eyes wide open as he stared at the sky with an expression of indescribable grief and indignation.
"Well, don't be confused. If we meet again next time, you'd better learn to be smarter. How about I allow you to act shamelessly this time..." Zhang Tie said helplessly as he put his hand over the face of the huge man and closed his eyes. After receiving Zhang Tie's promise, the huge man's look became relaxed at once.
The moment Zhang Tie was going to pick himself up, he suddenly found something on the ground under the armpit of this giant. It was a finger with half a metal finger sleeve. Zhang Tie didn't know whether it was a middle finger or an index finger. At the sight of the finger sleeve, Zhang Tie had recalled that huge icy blue bloody scorpion that had been blown up by Boss Reinhardt half a year ago.
Feeling that there was something on that finger, Zhang Tie picked it up.
Below the finger sleeve, there was a ring which was covered by the semi-movable finger sleeve. It seemed to be made of silver. Zhang Tie's heart suddenly pounded twice. He then took off the ring from the broken finger.
When he held the finger ring, Zhang Tie finally confirmed that it was not silver, but something that was twice as heavy as gold. Silver was not as dense as this. There were two green stones in the size of a pinky nail inlaid on the finger ring. Zhang Tie didn't know what those stones were.
This ring gave Zhang Tie a feeling that it was both precious and mysterious...
There were some special geometrical grains on the silver finger ring, which seemed to be some runes. However, Zhang Tie was not sure about it. Watching those runes, Zhang Tie's heart suddenly raced as he injected a wisp of spiritual energy into the finger ring like polishing his surging point.
— — Ring of energy. It could increase the recovery speed of the wearer's physical strength by 4% after consumption. The wearer would be more energetic. This item was made by Andariel, a rune instrument maker.
This was a fragment of information that was solidified in the ring, just like the label of a product. When spiritual power was injected into it, it would be activated and appear in the consciousness of the activator, just like the legendary tape recorder before the Cataclysm.
"F * ck!"
Zhang Tie almost sprung up. "Is this the rune equipment that Donder said could never be used by small figures?
I'm rich... "
A vulgar whim flashed across Zhang Tie's mind...
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Twenty minutes later, the Iron-Blood Camp started to move away from Solanet. Before leaving Solanet, Zhang Tie put on a dagger at his waist, a delicate, high-end pocket watch, and a silver ring on the middle finger of his left hand. Apart from that, everything else remained unchanged. The huge sword and javelin container on his back and body still weighed more than half a ton. With such heavy items, each step he took would consume his physical strength.
At this moment, Zhang Tie almost focused all of his spiritual energy on himself. He found that although the weight on his back didn't lighten at all, his physical strength recovered a bit faster at the same time. Compared to before, it was really 4% faster. Because of the accelerated recovery speed, Zhang Tie felt less fatigued.
In any case, this ring increased his chances of survival in this war a little more.
Zhang Tie had not imagined that he could make such a great achievement from fighting in the Iron-Blood Camp. Zhang Tie couldn't help but think, "If I could get more equipment with such attributes, will I become more powerful and have a greater chance to return to Blackhot City alive?"
Through today's battle, Zhang Tie also made a lot of achievements. He gained some experience in using the huge sword. Zhang Tie found that the movements in the sword palm of Iron-Blood Fist seemed to be very suitable for this huge sword. On the battlefield, when he treated this huge sword as a huge and sharp palm, he could exert a great power with those big movements.
Besides that, when he used the better and heavier javelins made by the Norman Empire for the first time, Zhang Tie faintly felt that the javelins he threw were faster than before. It seemed that they had reached an extreme point and encountered an invisible barrier.
That barrier was the sound barrier that all objects would encounter when they reached the speed of sound in the air...
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