In the ancient wars of China, not many people were killed on the battlefield. A few thousand was considered a large number, and tens of thousands was very rare.
The real meat grinder on the battlefield would only appear in the last battle.
And this battle between Lan Ling and Naishu, especially when the thirty thousand centaurs fought against the Black Demon flag army of a million, was the real meat grinder.
From the rain of arrows to the close combat, in just two hours, the Black Demon flag army suffered hundreds of thousands of casualties.
Many people were dying every second.
The people of the Savage World were much more valiant and brave. And the battle strength of the Centaur army was close to that of a human tank.
The combination of these two conditions resulted in such a terrifying number of casualties!
As for the casualties of the Centaur army, Lan Ling was very, very lucky.
These Black Demon flag soldiers were too valiant and did not fear death at all. Once they crossed over the 'corpse' of the Mammoth Giant, the Centaur army would suffer a large number of casualties. Because before this, the Black Demon flag army was in a passive situation.
Although the Centaurs were very powerful, they were not invincible. Once surrounded by the Black Demon flag army, dozens of barbarian soldiers besieged a Centaur, they would still be seriously injured or even killed.
In the end, at this critical moment.
Commander Naishu actually ran away. The Black Demon flag army was betrayed and deceived. Immediately, their morale completely collapsed, and the entire battle collapsed in an instant!
Truly an incompetent general exhausted thousands of soldiers to death!
Naishu looked very powerful, and his martial arts talent could be called a genius. He was also excellent in other aspects. Other than being a little arrogant, there was no other problem.
Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, he was so weak!
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The battle was over.
The surviving hundreds of thousands of Black Demon flag army put down their weapons and stopped fighting.
The death warrior Khan Chiyan said sternly: "Put down your weapons and kneel on the ground, and I will spare your lives!"
However, the Black Demon flag army still stood where they were, motionless.
The reason why they threw down their weapons and were unwilling to fight was because they felt betrayed by Naishu and the Black Demon flag family, not because they were afraid of death.
They could put down their weapons, but they could not kneel.
Most of the Rakshasa soldiers would rather die standing than live kneeling!
"Kneel down, or else I'll kill all of you!" Khan Chi Yan said furiously.
However, the hundreds of thousands of Black Demon Flag Army still stood upright, unwilling to kneel!
At this moment, Lan Ling was filled with emotions!
In the human kingdom, every time he won, countless people would surrender, so his army kept expanding, from a mere Silver Wolf Army of ten thousand to an army of hundreds of thousands.
In the end, the entire Raging Wave Kingdom's million strong army surrendered to him.
But now …
Lan Ling had yet to successfully recruit a Rakshasa army. He had already experienced three major battles and killed hundreds of thousands of Rakshasa soldiers, but none of them had surrendered.
Even the ordinary Rakshasa tribesmen did not surrender completely. Not long ago, they had rebelled and Lan Ling had killed 200,000 of them. The Silver Alliance had 600,000 to 700,000 people, but Lan Ling had killed only 100,000 of them.
Whether it was the Barbarian Race or the Demon Race, their bones were truly hard!
This was a strength, but also a weakness.
At least for now, Lan Ling could forget about making the hundreds of thousands of Black Demon Flag Army surrender, unless he raised his butcher's knife again and killed all these people who had abandoned their weapons.
But did he want to kill them all? Lan Ling hesitated!
The Rakshasa tribesmen could use killing to make them kneel down in fear, but they were only responsible for construction, so it did not matter if their bones were soft. But the army was finished if their bones were soft.
In this battle, the Black Demon Flag Army had already lost.
The question that Lan Ling needed to consider was, what should he do next?
Should he continue killing until all those who were unwilling to surrender were killed? That way, he would probably have to kill all the people in the entire Black Demon Flag Territory.
If he killed all the people, what was the use of more than a million square kilometers?
For the Balrog Empire that Lan Ling wanted to build, people were far more important than land.
Of course, if there were tens of millions of human refugees, it would not matter. Lan Ling would immediately kill all the Rakshasa tribesmen in the Black Demon Flag Territory, then let the tens of millions of human refugees come in and directly build the Balrog Empire.
However, after decades of slaughter by the Demon Kingdom Empire, how many human refugees were left in the northern wilderness? And how many had successfully escaped to the southern wilderness?
According to Lan Ling's estimation, it should not be more than a million.
Therefore, if he completely relied on the human refugees, there would be a bottleneck in the population of the Flame Demon Tribe.
He would never be able to build the Balrog Empire purely by relying on the human refugees. He had to rely on the Rakshasa tribesmen.
Therefore, this army could not be killed. He had to conquer them, and he had to obtain their loyalty!
Next, Lan Ling had to slightly change his strategy. He wanted to completely occupy the entire Black Demon Flag Army, both human and land.
What he wanted was a powerful Balrog Empire!
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Lan Ling rode three Chimeras and hovered above the Black Demon Flag Army, shouting at them.
"This time, in order to destroy the Flame Demon Tribe, the Black Demon Flag Army has come out in full force. The 1.2 million troops are all your elites! How many are left now? 600,000? 500,000? " Lan Ling said slowly, "But no matter what, as long as I kill all of you, no one in the entire Black Demon Flag Army will be able to stop my iron hooves. I can easily occupy the entire Black Demon Flag Army!"
Hearing Lan Ling's words, everyone's faces trembled.
Lan Ling said, "You would rather die standing than live kneeling. I admire this very much. I will not kill you. I will subdue you. I want you to willingly kneel in front of me and swear loyalty! "
As soon as he said this, intense hostility appeared in the eyes of the Black Demon Flag Army.
There was no doubt that they would never pledge their loyalty to a lowly human. Even if they died, they would not kneel and swear loyalty.
Lan Ling said arrogantly, "I understand your gazes. But I really want to ask, do you have the pride of the Centaurs? Are you as strong as the Centaurs? They can swear loyalty to me. What are you? "
As soon as Lan Ling said this.
All the Centaurs knelt in unison and said, "Long live His Majesty, long live, long live!"
Lan Ling said, "I don't want to tell you how the mighty Centaurs are loyal to me. I also don't want to tell you what kind of miracle I have created. Because a Centaur is a Centaur, and you … are you! "
When the Centaurs heard this, they arrogantly raised their heads.
The lowly Rakshasa Race is not fit to be the subjects of the mighty Demon God. You are only fit to be His Majesty's slaves. We Centaurs are the mighty Armageddon Whip.
"Very soon, you will see that kneeling and swearing loyalty to me is an incomparably glorious thing." Lan Ling said slowly, "Very soon, you will willingly kneel in front of me. I believe that day will come very soon! But before that day comes, we are still enemies. Where are the Black Demon Flag Army's tribal chiefs, stand up for me! "
In this battle, less than half of the more than one hundred and fifty tribal chiefs of the Black Demon Flag Army died. Only eighty or ninety survived.
Hearing Lan Ling's shout, the surviving tribal chiefs could not help but tremble.
"I can let you go home, but …" Lan Ling said, "You tribal chiefs, and all the Demon Martial Masters must stay as my hostages!"
Lan Ling's gaze swept across the hundreds of thousands of Black Demon Flag Army like lightning. "You are the experts of the Black Demon Flag Army. You are the mainstay of the Black Demon Flag Army. Then let me ask you, are you willing to sacrifice your freedom for the hundreds of thousands of troops and stay as my hostages? "
Lan Ling's condition was very simple.
He could let go of the hundreds of thousands of defeated Black Demon Flag soldiers, and even let them go home, but all the tribal chiefs and all the Demon Martial Grandmaster level experts must stay.
There was no doubt that Lan Ling was despicable!
He had only one purpose in keeping these people, and that was to absorb their bloodline power and form a powerful death warrior army.
The threshold of the death warrior army was the Demon Martial Master!
In the Wilderness World, powerful martial artists were brave and fearless. Sinister people like Constantine were only a small minority.
After hearing Lan Ling's words.
Immediately, tribal chiefs stepped forward one after another, willing to use their freedom in exchange for the lives of their tribal soldiers.
"Chi Yan, Chi Huo, Xie Li, if any of the tribal chiefs is unwilling to step forward, then kill all the soldiers of their tribe!" Lan Ling said.
"Yes!" The three Centaur experts shouted in unison.
As soon as he said this, the tribal chief, who was originally afraid of death, clenched his teeth and stood up.
At this time, even a selfish and sinister person like Constantine could only step forward.
Stepping forward might not necessarily lead to death, and it could even be exchanged for a good reputation and the gratitude of countless tribal soldiers and people. On the other hand, if they did not step forward, they would definitely die!
A quarter of an hour later!
Ninety tribal chiefs stepped forward.
Ninety-five MCMAU Martial Masters stepped forward.
What a pity. There were originally a hundred and fifty chiefs and more than a hundred MCMAU Martial Masters.
However, these people were too brave. During the battle, they took the lead, so most of them were killed by the 13 Death Warriors and the Centaur experts.
Even so, a total of one hundred and eighty-five MCMAU Martial Masters was still a huge gain.
This way, Lan Ling would have two hundred Death Warriors!
Moreover, what kind of breakthrough would his cultivation base have after devouring their bloodline power? It was completely unimaginable!
Before Lan Ling's gaze could change, Gou Li looked at the tribal chiefs. The MCMAU Martial Masters' gazes were already very sinister.
…
Nai Shu led a few dozen of his trusted warriors and fled!
He didn't know that Lan Ling wouldn't chase after him. At least, she wouldn't kill him now.
Right now, Nai Shu was more useful alive than dead.
He fled all the way to Black Demon City, rushing towards the castle at the top of the mountain.
After a few hours, there was a loud explosion two hundred li away. Even Black Demon City could vaguely hear it.
However, no one took it seriously. They all thought that Nai Shu's million strong army was showing off its might, annihilating Lan Ling's army.
As for Nai Shu losing?
Be it the Black Demon Flag Master or the others in Black Demon City, they had never thought about it.
How could they lose?
How many cats and dogs did Lan Ling's Flame Imp Tribe have? Nai Shu had a million strong army, three thousand five hundred aerial legions, and two thousand mammoth legions!
Even if they fought with their eyes closed, they would not lose.
There was only one result, a complete victory, and the Flame Imp Tribe was exterminated!
At this time, many people saw the son-in-law Nai Shu rush into Black Demon City. Everyone was shocked.
The battle ended so quickly, why was Nai Shu's expression so ugly?
Nai Shu ignored everyone's puzzled gazes and rushed towards the castle at the top of the mountain as fast as he could.
Inside the castle, the Black Demon Flag Master was drinking by himself.
He did not care about the battle two hundred li away, because this battle was just a game, an insignificant game.
It was just a show for the dignity of the Rakshasa royal family.
As for the result of the battle? Was there a need to say it?
Was there even a slight chance of losing?
In fact, the Black Demon Flag Master was somewhat unhappy.
This was because ever since his son Nai Shu became Princess Sha Yan's fiancé, he had repeatedly referred to himself as a Rakshasa royal, looking down on his identity as a Black Demon family member.
In his heart, the Rakshasa royal family was far more important than the Black Demon family!
This made him very unhappy, and he almost wanted to change a successor.
However, he could not do that!
Once he changed a successor, it would be slapping the face of the Rakshasa royal family, and slapping the face of the great Rakshasa King.
Therefore, he could only secretly beat his son, who was getting carried away.
Bam! With a loud sound, Nai Shu suddenly rushed in, directly knelt in front of the Black Demon Flag Master, kowtowed, and howled, "Father!"
The Black Demon Flag Master trembled, frowned, and said, "What's wrong? The battle is over, you should go and flatten the Flame Demon tribe, only then can you regain your dignity, only then can you answer to Rakshasa City. "
At this moment, Nai Shu could not bear it anymore, and howled, "Father, I lost, we lost!"
The moment these words came out, the Black Demon Flag Master's hand trembled, and the wine cup fell to the ground.
Clang!
The luxurious jade wine cup was smashed to pieces.
Then, the Black Demon Flag Master only felt a roar in his head!
Everything outside seemed to be unclear, and he only felt that everything around him had become very unreal.
This … this was not a bolt from the blue at all, this was simply a subversive nightmare.
After a long while, the Black Demon Flag Master felt his body gradually warm up.
Lost? How was this possible?
Even if a pig was the commander, it was impossible for him to lose!
Although his son Nai Shu was very ostentatious, he was not a pig. On the contrary, he was very outstanding.
After a long while, the Black Demon Flag Master said coldly, "Don't play this kind of joke with me, even if a pig went to fight, it would also win!"
Nai Shu coughed, vomited another mouthful of blood, and cried loudly, "Father, really … really lost."
"Is water in your head? How could you lose? "The Black Demon Flag Master staggered, and said," You have a million troops, what does Lan Ling have? Wasn't his Flame Demon tribe destroyed by the three Chimeras? Weren't his centaur reinforcements all killed? Didn't you use a trick to make the centaurs fight among themselves? "
Nai Shu cried loudly, "Lan Ling that lowly dog, I don't know what trick he used, but he actually made the three Chimeras his mounts. Khan Chiyan should have led more than twenty thousand centaurs to destroy the Evil Li tribe, to eliminate Lan Ling. But … but I don't know what trick Lan Ling used, but he actually made all the centaurs recognize him as their master, and all the centaurs are loyal to him. This time, he brought an army of thirty thousand centaurs! "
The Black Demon Flag Master sucked in a breath of cold air.
He knew very well how powerful a thirty thousand centaur army was.
"Even if Lan Ling had a thirty thousand centaur army, he would still perish together with the two thousand mammoths. How could you lose?" The Black Demon Flag Master said, "Could it be that the mammoth army reneged on the contract and left without fighting?"
At this point, Nai Shu could no longer hold back, and almost cried loudly, "No, the mammoth army had already turned into a state of slaughter, charging madly. But … I don't know what kind of witchcraft Lan Ling used, but he shot out an arrow that emitted light, faster than lightning. The mammoth army was fine at first, but after a few seconds, they all fell to the ground and died! "
Only now did the Black Demon Flag Master realize that his million troops had really been defeated, and he immediately felt dizzy.
"Then, then what about your three thousand five hundred aerial troops?" The Black Demon Flag Master asked.
Nai Shu said, "Lan Ling's archery is incomparably shocking, his three-headed chimera madly spewed fire, detonating the fish oil bombs on the backs of our griffins. So … our aerial troops were almost completely annihilated. "
The Black Demon Flag Master also felt his chest churning, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Then, then what about the one million two hundred thousand troops you led?"
Nai Shu said, "After those two thousand damned mammoth giants fell, they formed a huge wall. The centaur army hid behind this wall of mammoth corpses, looking down from above, madly shooting arrows, madly slaughtering. When … when I ran back, it was completely a one-sided massacre, our army was innumerable! "
"Then … you, you ran?" The Black Demon Flag Master roared.
Nai Shu said, "If I didn't run, it would be too late. If I fell into Lan Ling's hands, it would be a great humiliation for our Black Demon Clan!"
The Black Demon Flag Master could no longer bear it, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
This bastard son, if he hadn't run, there would still have been a glimmer of hope. Once the Rakshasa army entered a bloodthirsty state, they would not fear death at all. As long as they charged through the wall of mammoth corpses, the battle situation would change. Even if they couldn't win in the end, they would still be able to cause huge casualties to the centaur army.
This way, the Black Demon Flag Master could gather hundreds of thousands of troops, and he could still turn the situation around, and he could even destroy the Flame Devil Tribe.
Once Lan Ling ran, the Black Demon Flag Master would feel that they had been deceived and betrayed, unable to find a reason to continue fighting, and their morale would instantly collapse.
At that time, not only would they suffer a crushing defeat, but the centaur army's casualties would also be negligible.
This bastard son, Nai Shu, really knows how to run. Just as the scales of the battle were about to change, just as the centaur army was about to suffer heavy casualties, he ran, causing the entire battle to collapse!
The Black Demon Flag Master vomited another mouthful of blood. At this time, no words could describe the anger and disappointment in his heart!
He suddenly reached out and grabbed Nai Shu's neck, and he roared, "Unfilial son, you deserve to die ten thousand times, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"
He used all his strength to strangle his own son, Nai Shu, to death!
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