On the arena, the densely packed figures that knelt on the ground formed a dense black mass, and they were like dark clouds that covered the heavens and the earth and connected to the horizon.
More than four million soldiers of the four-nation alliance knelt on the ground, shivering, bowing their heads in silence, as if they had lost the courage to resist.
However, all the spectators under the platform knew that the gambling had once again entered a critical moment.
If all the soldiers of the four-nation alliance lost the courage to resist, the gambling would be over.
Now that the shopkeeper has not informed the end of the gambling, it shows that there are still many people among the kneeling soldiers of the four-nation alliance who still have the heart to resist.
Under the crushing of the coalition assault troops, the undying believers in the four-nation alliance can clearly feel that if they fight separately, they will only be defeated.
They can only choose to mix into the surrendered troops and wait for an opportunity to attack the coalition forces.
Or wait for the coalition forces to make a wrong decision and find another opportunity to arouse the resistance of the surrendered troops.
"What should we do?"
The commanders of the coalition forces looked at the soldiers of the four-nation alliance who were all kneeling on the ground and frowned slightly.
Now no one is resisting, but how do they end this gambling?
They can't tell which are real surrenders and which are fake surrenders.
"General Wang, what should we do now?"
The commanders of the coalition forces hesitated for a moment, and they could not help but walk to the Qin camp and look at the dignified Wang Jian.
"It's better to kill them all."
Huo Qubing glanced coldly at the soldiers of the four-nation alliance, and his eyes flashed with endless killing intent. He will not be merciful just because the number of soldiers of the four-nation alliance who have surrendered is too large.
"Brat, you're too ruthless."
Cheng Yaojin looked at Huo Qubing in horror. He did not expect Huo Qubing to kill them all.
"Do you have any other way?"
Huo Qubing looked at Cheng Yaojin coldly. He can't keep waiting here.
"Hypnosis, magic, and soul searching can tell whether these people are really resisting."
Li Jing said, but soon shook his head.
There are too many troops who have surrendered, and too few people who have the corresponding spells.
Who knows when it will take more than four million people?
They don't have time to waste here.
"There are still soldiers who are determined to resist here, and they should all be loyal to those kings."
Wang Jian analyzed.
It doesn't make sense to say that there are soldiers who protect the country.
Because, if they surrender, they will be released back to their own country.
Their country has nothing to lose.
"All I need to do is to differentiate these deathsworn."
Wang Jian pointed at the soldiers kneeling on the ground.
"Does anyone have any good ideas?"
Wang Jian looked around, hoping that Cao Cao and the others would be able to provide a solution.
Although he knew where the problem was, he didn't have any quick and effective way to differentiate these death warriors.
"These people should be deathsworn trained by various countries. They have long since lost the emotion of fear."
Yue Fei also sighed. There were death warriors in every country.
Even though they could think, they had no emotions. They were more like killing machines that were only loyal to one person.
And the death warriors here were, of course, the four emperors of the four-nation alliance.
"We can't capture the emperors of the Four-Nation Alliance and let every soldier of the Four-Nation Alliance stab them to distinguish whether they are their respective emperors."
"Besides, which emperor can withstand more than four million slashes? We also have that much time to wait."
Cheng Yaojin spread his hands helplessly. There was a way.
But they couldn't do anything to the emperor of the Four-Nation Alliance. They couldn't touch him, they couldn't catch him.
Knowing the Achilles' heel of the soldiers of the Four-Nation Alliance, they didn't use it to subdue those deathsworn.
"Let's just kill them all."
Li Kui looked at the soldiers of the Four-Nation Alliance who were kneeling on the ground and shivering with a bloodthirsty look.
Nearly a million people working together to kill more than four million soldiers who had lost their resistance was not a very easy thing.
Each person only needed to kill four people, and the other side would be completely wiped out.
"This method is not feasible. Once we start killing indiscriminately, we will fall into the enemy's trap."
Yue Fei calmly explained.
The reason why these soldiers surrendered, on the one hand, was because the Alliance's military strength was strong.
On the other hand, it was because the soldiers who surrendered were not in danger of death.
But once they started killing, there was no specific reason.
These surrendered soldiers of the Four-Nation Alliance may be bewitched by the enemy hidden in the surrendered troops and stand up again to resist.
After all, if there was no way to live, they would risk their lives to bring a few people down so that they would not lose money.
"This won't work, that won't work, what should we do?"
Generals like Zhang Fei and Li Kui, who had bad tempers, shouted anxiously.
These people were still inclined to kill all of them and not leave any future trouble.
"Great General, I have some ideas."
Behind Wang Jian, a young man in his twenties wearing a Confucian robe, had a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"Chen Ping, what plan do you have?"
Wang Jian was slightly surprised. This young man had just been recruited into the Qin Kingdom's camp.
Although he had a prominent reputation, after all, he had not experienced the baptism of war and had not undergone transformation.
Yue Fei, Wei Qing, and the others also looked expectantly at the confident Chen Ping. They were also very curious about what plan he had to solve the current problem.
"Dirty!"
But when Chen Ping said the plan, Wang Jian and the others' faces flashed with a trace of hesitation and unhappiness.
Could it be that they would use such a plan in public?
"Either kill them all or use Mr. Chen's plan."
Huo Qubing's tone was firm. There was no good or bad plan. If it could kill the enemy, it was a good plan.
"I, Old Cheng, am really a loyal and honest person."
Cheng Yaojin glanced at Chen Ping, his heart beating like a drum. In the future, he would definitely not offend a scholar, especially a scholar without integrity.
This young man who looked like a gentleman, had bad ideas in his stomach. It was more turbulent than the sea and more turbid than the Yellow River. It was simply like the water of the Nine Hells, extremely dirty.
"Then carry it out."
Wang Jian had a helpless look and finally made a decision.
"The formation does not change. Each square formation, under the condition that it does not affect their own combat power, test more soldiers of the four-nation alliance as soon as possible. It is best to separate the enemy within an hour."
Yue Fei and the others received the order and returned to their respective camps with a strange look on their faces and began to carry out Chen Ping's plan.
Soon, under the dumbfounded expression of the audience below the stage, each square formation put up a portrait, the portrait was completely condensed from magic power.
About every ten people in the team were responsible for four portraits. The portraits were the heads of Alexander, Caesar, Octavian, and Hannibal respectively. They were lifelike.
"Everyone … line up, after passing one … examination, I can let you … go back."
In the Tang camp, Cheng Yaojin said hesitantly. Because he had always liked to be in the limelight, Li Jing gave him the task of introducing.
"See, these four paintings, you can go back safely after you clean them with urine. Those who do not comply will be killed without mercy."
The soldiers of the four-nation alliance kneeling on the ground could not see what was painted on them.
Soon, a slave looked at the four portraits and found that he did not know any of them. He happily poured his urine on them and left.
Seeing that the slave was safely put into the safe zone, the soldiers of the Four-nation Alliance also quickly followed.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! … …
From time to time, there were people who roared at the sky, their faces distorted, and their expressions were ferocious. They were all killed on the spot.
"Why did you only pour one? Do you want to die? "
Cheng Yaojin's eyes were cold as he looked at the Roman general in gorgeous armor in front of him. His fat body made him look a little funny.
"Sir, I don't have any more."
The Roman general trembled. Those who should have come out had already been scared out. How could there be any more now?
"Kill them."
Cheng Yaojin waved his hand, and the crossbow team behind him was ready to kill the Roman general.
"Great general, please spare my life. There are no more small ones. I don't know if the big ones will do?"
The Roman general asked cautiously and was about to squat down.
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