Daming: Insist on 60 billion explosive soldiers unwaveringly

"Your Majesty!"

Ignoring the howling struggle of the captives, he directly pushed them down to the ground, and soon fell to his knees.

Accompanied by the clanging of armor and weapons, swordsmen or infantrymen who had not upgraded one by one walked behind these captives.

The cold sword in his hand was on the necks of these captives, waiting for orders.

The stimulation of death made a group of captives struggle, but they were pressed by the four arms behind them, unable to move an inch.

The group of captives is on the far left.

A tall swordsman with a height of 1.8 meters holds the red dragon banner with one hand, stands by the sword, and is full of a strong evil spirit.

He is the commander-in-chief chosen from the army of swordsmen—Chang Lu!

And behind Chang Lu, a famous swordsman stood behind him holding the banner of Xiong Ba and Sun Moon.

Although Chang Lu has not yet been promoted to a real general, but judging from his power, he is not far away. Maybe there are two or three more battles before he can be promoted.

The flag sounded fiercely, and the red dragon on the flag waved, full of majesty and solemnity.

At this moment, Chang Lu held up the red dragon flag, looked at the city in front of him with cold eyes, and said sharply:

"I'm asking on behalf of His Majesty, will you wait for the barbarians to surrender?"

Although he was at an absolute low ground, his icy eyes looked down.

It seems that the tall city wall opposite is the person in the low position.

The loud voice didn't need anyone to transmit it, and it was transmitted to the city wall 200 meters away in an instant.

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When Albert on the city wall heard the words, his anger rose instantly, and he shouted angrily without thinking:

"presumptuous!"

This is nothing short of blatant humiliation.

Only the Spanish Empire has ever asked others whether to surrender, and when will it be the Spanish Empire's turn.

Albert's furious words echoed, but the elder Lu below him waved violently:

"kill!"

overbearing.

Cool!

As soon as the words fell, the swordsmen or archers standing behind the captives immediately raised their swords.

Cold light flickered in his eyes.

Pfft!

The blood is blooming, and the heads are rolling.

The captives who were still struggling just now turned into headless corpses, and fell on the muddy ground with a plop, blood flowing along the mud.

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But the swordsmen and archers behind them all advanced in an instant, and Chang Lu's evil spirit was even stronger.

However, Chang Lu didn't even look at it, and ordered without changing his expression:

"Bring the next batch!"

The flag waved behind him, and another thousand captives were escorted here in an instant.

The people on the Manila city wall in front of them were in an uproar in an instant. Countless people opened their eyes wide, and a chill surged in their hearts.

They didn't care about the lives of the natives, but Chang Lu's cold attitude made them instinctively chill.

If they fell into the hands of Chang Lu, it would definitely be the same result.

While speaking, another thousand captives were escorted over and knelt down, and Chang Lu under the city wall repeated it again.

"I'm asking on behalf of His Majesty, will you wait for the barbarians to surrender?"

Albert's veins were bulging: "Go to hell!"

"kill!"

The blood bloomed, thousands of heads fell to the ground, and thousands of soldiers advanced.

There was an uproar again at the top of the city, but Chang Lu still said without changing his face: "The next batch."

A thousand prisoners were taken again, but they were still rejected by Albert, even more fiercely than before.

"The people of the Spanish Empire will never surrender!"

There was a burst of cheers on the city wall in an instant.

However, Chang Lu acted as if he didn't hear it, and asked the people in the city again and again, but the answer he got was always the same.

But Chang Lu seemed extremely patient, and kept telling him without changing his expression:

"Next batch." Next.

Chapter 167

"next batch."

"next batch."

"next batch……"

One thousand and one thousand captives were brought over, and another thousand and one thousand were beheaded.

In front of the rolling heads, the captives of Luzon's servant army were desperate and collapsing, while countless soldiers were constantly advancing, strengthening the strength of Zhu Youchen's army.

In a short time, the heads of [-] captives fell to the ground one after another, and the headless corpses were piled up in the wilderness, with blood gushing.

The people on the city wall were in an uproar from the beginning, then gradually became silent, and at this moment it was completely silent.

"Ho ho ho!!"

Cold saliva floated up and down the middle of the throat.

The soaring bloody smell directly made everyone's brains swell on the city wall, and their whole bodies were like falling into an ice cave. Looking at the rolling human heads below, they felt creepy and had goosebumps.

All the Spaniards were completely stupefied at the moment, and the number that had been densely packed had long since decreased a lot. Countless people sat slumped on the ground on the steps up and down the city, chanting words non-stop.

　　The Luzon servants on the side were even more frightened, their teeth chattered, and they were trembling in horror, and many people's feet were wet.

The smell of excrement and urine spread throughout the city wall, making people extremely disgusted.

Compared with the Spaniards, the fear in their hearts is even greater, and the beheaded people in the city are all Luzons like them.

If it wasn't for the height of the city, they would have dropped their weapons and fled completely at this moment.

The farther you can escape, the better. You can escape here completely, until you never see anyone again.

However, at this moment, no one cared about these Luzon servants at all, and all the Spaniards froze in place as if they had been enchanted.

Don't dare to walk, don't dare to move.

At this moment, the army under the city is like a devil in the eyes of all Spaniards.

On the city wall, there is only the sound of the wind blowing the flags.

Even the hard-hearted Albert felt chills at the back of his neck at the moment, unable to swallow the cold saliva in his mouth, and his scalp was numb.

"It's not a human! It's a devil!"

Shooting 2 people on the battlefield is not the same thing as beheading 2 people in person.

What made him tremble even more was that he had refused no less than twenty times, and his voice was hoarse, but the people in the city remained patient and kept asking over and over again.

Just as Albert was thinking of this, there was another voice from under the city that made his scalp tremble, and his legs went limp.

"I'm asking on behalf of His Majesty, will you wait for the barbarians to surrender?"

To drop or not to drop?

Such a thought flashed through Albert's mind in an instant.

If they did not surrender, the result would have been clearly laid out in front of them.

However, Albert's expression changed suddenly immediately, how could I think like this?How could the people of the Spanish Empire surrender.

Immediately, Albert opened his mouth wide and roared hoarsely: "Don't even think about it..."

The voice was weak, and even had a vibrato, which made Albert feel ashamed and wanted to get into the gap in the city wall.

Such a voice made him weak, as if he was unwilling to answer.

But miraculously, Chang Lu under the city wall seemed to still hear his words, uncharacteristically, he didn't wave his hands and shout to kill, but just looked at them calmly.

At this moment, Albert breathed a sigh of relief in vain, but the next moment the piercing chill rushed directly to the Tianling Cap along the tailbone, and his whole body was full of excitement.

"He he... he didn't even ask?"

At this moment, Albert's heart not only did not relax, on the contrary, there was a huge uneasiness and panic.

On the battlefield below the city, Chang Lu watched the people at the top of the city calmly, and ordered without hesitation: "Bring all the remaining captives."

The faint words carried an uncountable chill.

And the soldiers behind him immediately waved the flag.

Immediately afterwards, more than 3 sailors pressed the remaining 1 native captives to the back of Chang Lu and stood in formation.

More than 1 captives stretched out for more than four miles, almost flush with the entire northern city wall of Manila.

"Your Majesty!"

More than 1 captives had already collapsed, and all the people were pushed down to the ground like walking dead, obedient without any resistance.

His empty and numb eyes stared at the city in front of him.

"Hiss!!!" "Ah!!!"

Seeing this scene, the Spaniards on the city wall were all shocked, and even brave people felt a biting chill in the face of such a situation.

Including Albert, there was one person on the city wall. Countless people had already thought about what was going to happen next, their eyes widened in horror, and their pupils trembled sharply.

They wanted to escape, but their eyes were fixed on the battlefield below like glue, and they couldn't move away at all.

They had never cared about the lives of the aborigines before, but now they felt a sense of desolation as if the rabbit died and the fox was sad.

Just a momentary effort.

"Got it!!"

The sound of chattering teeth continued one after another, but at the next moment, everyone covered their mouths in unison.

It's just that no matter how strong their bodies are, they are shaking uncontrollably at this moment, and almost everyone's urine has reached the gate and lingered unknowingly.

Even Albert stood at the crenellation of the wall with his eyes wide open, holding on to the crenellation with both hands, as if his heart was being held tightly by someone, his complexion was a little pale, reflecting the black capillaries inside. Blood vessel.

Thousands of pairs of eyes on the city wall stared at Chang Lu's every move without blinking...  

"bass!!!"

On the battlefield below, Chang Lu drew his long sword slowly, as patiently as when he persuaded him to surrender.

But at the same time, the incomparably cold words slowly spit out from his mouth, echoing incomparably clearly in this silent area.

"I came with His Majesty's kindness, but you have rejected His Majesty's kindness."

"No one can refuse His Majesty's kindness!"

"If you reject His Majesty's kindness, you will have to pay a sufficient price! And your price..."

With a bang, the cold long sword was completely unsheathed, and the shiny blade flashed past Chang Lu's indifferent face.

The sharp blade of the sword shone coldly under the sky, and it was reflected in the eyes of everyone on the city wall. Goosebumps appeared layer by layer, and the stiff body shuddered.

On the battlefield, all the remaining 1 soldiers who had not been upgraded walked up behind the captives and raised their swords.

It's as cold as a torch!

At the same time, countless advanced fighters pressed up like a black cloud.