Genshin Impact, me and my great cause

The attack on the airship began to spread, and the fog in a wider area brought more chaos, treating everyone equally.

Du Ruo also changed from slashing to beating and flew through the crowd again, but it was still brutal. Those people seemed to have been run over by a big truck, not cracked but broken.

And with the dense crowd around him, no matter how he charged, he could fly several of them into the sky.

"I can't hold on anymore, I really can't hold on anymore." Someone knelt down on the ground and found a nearby sand pit to avoid the red evil stars that were speeding across the earth as the light exploded. When he opened his eyes slightly, he saw that there were still people around him. Several people were also hiding inside.

Everyone was coughing and crying, and suffered terribly from the tear gas.

No one cares about anyone else. No matter whether you were an elder of a certain tribe or a pack animal feeder, you are all equal at this moment.

Everyone was holding back the pain and gasping for air, waiting in fear for the end of the war. When they encountered the effects of tear gas for the first time, they all felt that they could not survive. They were panic-stricken. They also heard that the leader had been beheaded...

It's over, it's over!

However, just when they felt that the war had nothing to do with them, the sound of horse hooves sounded like thunder in the distance.

Like frightened birds, some people panted and poked their heads out, only to see a group of charging people appearing outside the battle. The number was definitely not as much as that of the two sides in the melee, but the timing of entering was too good, and the flag——

"It's Aru..., Aru's warrior."

Without stopping at all, the orders these people received were to kill through the chaotic crowd, disperse them, break up all groups, and divide the battlefield.

Many people who had not been exposed to tear gas were so frightened that they could no longer stand and ran away, hoping to get as far away from these terrifying soldiers as possible.

In the eyes of others, it was obviously the winning side, but Rosenbarber also wanted to run, but it was useless for him to run anywhere.

In the long yellow sand, I can never escape Aru's pursuit, I must cooperate with them, and I have no choice but to give the order.

Therefore, the 30-man group of mercenaries who had originally agreed to reach a consensus with the God King's Legacy were also affected by the airship and joined the final battle.

Their mission is to capture those who sit back and watch, whose strength has been almost exhausted by the tear gas. They are shouting "put down your weapons", "surrender quickly", "don't kill the prisoners" and so on. Amidst the shouts, he began to drop weapons one by one like everyone else.

The sea of ​​​​sand is ruthless, and just running out does not mean that you will survive. Every experienced desert person knows this.

They once again showed their characteristic of joining on the spot, and began to quickly change their camps. Du Ruo ushered in the confluence of Aru warriors.

"It's terrible, it's really terrible!" Uncle Anpu, the old village chief, felt that every heartbeat of his heart was in severe pain. He saw with his own eyes that piles of people were chopped alive, leaving traces of blood and water on the ground. The powerlessness and dejection are simply hard to resist.

But he had to come. Trembling, he mustered up his last bit of strength and rode close to Du Ruo to meet him.

Although he was alone, Du Ruo had transformed into something that could be called the Big Boss of Novice Village. When he appeared on the scene, he looked down upon the world, which made people convinced - those who were not convinced were already lying on the ground.

Ever since he, the big BOSS, arrived on the battlefield, everyone on the battlefield was grinning from ear to ear as if they were watching a big show. When the situation completely collapsed and the legacy of the God King was about to be defeated, no one believed that it had any hope after being 'beheaded'... Who Who will win?

Even the desperate losers who had been beaten so hard in Thamud Oasis began to fight back, chasing those who were scared to death by the tear gas.

The prisoners and the people belonging to the God King's Legacy who were waiting to be captured were in a collective daze. It was just a moment of decisive death, but within a minute of the surprise attack, there were only the sounds of coughing and wailing nearby.

When the wind blows, the gas floats everywhere.

Too many people were suffering from tears and noses that kept flowing out. However, while he kept coughing, he looked around and looked out. Not many people dared to look in Du Ruo's direction, and they often moved away in fear after taking a few glances.

What kind of killing star is this!

Killing people is like shredded paper. When they meet each other, their limbs will fly around. Even worse, their heads will be separated. One person can decide the outcome of a surprise attack.

Already gained the power of a Kelai.

To the extent that they can crush the fools to death one by one.

This is Teyvat's way of war. Elites are better than ordinary people. The enemy of ten thousand people is really the enemy of ten thousand people. Once they reach the level of demon gods, ordinary people are even more of a joke in front of them.

"ended."

Du Ruo stopped charging and got on his horse, looking around.

Because they were too close to him, most of them covered their mouths and noses, hunched over and lay on the ground, and were tied up with ropes.

Smoking airships, bleeding corpses, deserts shrouded in gas, and figures falling and stumbling around...

More people spontaneously moved closer to Du Ruo, as he remained silent in the chaotic environment, like a stable rock in the sea.

"ended!"

Cleaning the battlefield, gathering prisoners, and those who escaped do not need to be chased for the time being, because they do not have the organizational power.

They kept busy until the sun completely set, and the desolate night wind carried the smell of blood. Du Ruo majestically occupied the original camp of the God King, where Mishal was also heavily guarded not long ago.

It's useless. Human beings have their limits. The more they play tricks, the more they discover this obvious fact.

Du Ruo's airship is no secret, everyone knows it, but his real killing weapon is not the airship itself, but himself.

Luxembabo came here and prepared to meet.

"Dear Your Majesty." Not long ago, he was very arrogant. His body was a little stiff now. He was standing there. When Du Ruo looked over, he didn't know whether his legs were numb or something else. He twisted around but suddenly lost his balance. Before he opened his mouth, his knees weakened first.

Thump, get down on one knee!

He was one of today's winners, the organizer and leader of the 30-member group. As soon as he knelt down, the other members who followed him all knelt down on one knee.

At this moment, no one thought there was anything wrong, but they were sincerely convinced, or in other words - they were afraid that they would die if they knelt too slowly.

The previous blows from the airship had enveloped them all, and now some were coughing. Luxembabo had to come to ask for medicine, for the sake of his men and himself.

What's more, everyone can see how fierce Du Ruo was before.

Now that he is watching...kneel down, it will be healthier to kneel down.

Everyone suddenly became polite.

Du Ruo didn't say anything, nor did he immediately ask the kneeling person to get up. He just watched and thought like this.

Luxembabo wanted to stand up straight after his knees hit the ground, but found that everyone was kneeling down. He didn't have the courage to change the situation - could it be that he stood up and said that he was just worried about the poison he had been poisoned recently, plus the previous tear gas? The torture may lead to shortness of breath, poor blood circulation in the thighs, sudden leg cramps and unintentional kneeling?

The atmosphere in the tent became particularly serious because of this surrender-like ceremony. Luxembabo twisted his body and did not dare to cause chaos.He could only continue to kneel down and wait for Du Ruo's generous and gentle words of comfort - we are collaborators, and we won the battle. You got what you wanted, so you should always show some kindness, right?

However..., there were no kind words, only cold and sonorous footsteps.

Heavily armed, not just arm armor, but also long metal heavy boots, walked slowly by. Everyone knelt down and lowered their heads unconsciously. When they found that the King of Red Sand, which seemed to represent violence and basic power, was approaching, they were even more excited. He didn't even have the courage to look up - he was still dragging the handed down holy relic.

Damn it, shouldn't this kind of sacred object be enshrined? Why do you just use it like this and kill people?

Inexplicable pressure shrouded the surroundings, and the invisible pressure made one person stand out from the crowd.

Gradually, everyone who came to the tent to participate in the post-war settlement also knelt down.

A Ru is good, Candice is good, but Du Ruo is bad.

An idea suddenly popped up in everyone's mind - this King of Red Sand didn't seem to be a good-tempered person, not a generous person, and not someone easy to fool.

So he won't be held at gunpoint.

Everyone was a little timid, or a little confused, but they didn't dare to say any more nonsense for fear of destroying the solemn atmosphere.

Du Ruo turned around but still didn't speak.

He didn't know why they knelt down at first?Before he even opened his mouth, they just plopped into it.

But I am already on my knees, so I might as well take advantage of the situation and put some pressure on others, giving them a show of authority.

He finally spoke:

"three things:

First, evacuate all women and children and bring them to a safe area to avoid casualties as much as possible;

Second, reward the soldiers who fight with me. Everyone should get a reward. This is what they deserve.

Third, the captured prisoners of war are willing to voluntarily lay down their weapons, and all of them will be released without serious crimes after clearly registering their identities, and will be given a certain amount of mora as travel expenses, and will be sent back to their original tribes led by soldiers! "

The 30-man group looked at each other in confusion. Rosenbarber didn't even think about these things at first. He came to get the antidote.

But these orders were okay. It was natural to treat women and children, and no one objected to the rewards. But the prisoners... Shahai was a slave, and they were just sold.

Even if the rainforest is more civilized, a ransom still has to be paid!

Du Ruo was not negotiating: "The first order will be implemented today, the second order will be implemented tomorrow, and I want to see the third order implemented."

As for himself, he was very quick with his troops. This was just the main force that defeated Mishal, and his lair was still there.

A bunch of poor bandits.

If you don't go quickly, what should you do if they break up and bow to each other because of their cruelty?

Don't look at Du Ruo's generosity at this time. When he gave the order, he didn't consider where the expenses came from. Whether it was from the battlefield to seize the relics of the God King or from a group of 30 people. It couldn't be A Ru anyway.

If everyone hadn't participated in the war, everyone should have a share of the spoils. He killed them on the spot and took advantage of them.

My money!

Just like that, he walked out of the tent. The giant shark had been repaired. It attracted the most firepower in the previous battle, but the sandworm skin double shell and watertight cabin design prevented it from completely crashing. Some traces of damage made it more ferocious.

Du Ruo climbed up, and with the snakes who had been watching and pressing down the whole process, they were going to cross the barren land where the flying sand was dancing, and reach the stronghold of the God King's Legacy.

People in the tent, you look at me, I look at you, no, you are just like this...

Candice walked towards the crowd and showed a gentle smile. She was a saint.

"Everyone, we have won, but we cannot relax yet. There are still too many enemies in this land that need to be eliminated."

Du Ruo gave the order without considering the actual situation and only followed his own ideas.

As for the details, and the specific operations that conform to the customs of Shahai, he has always left it to the locals to take care of it. At worst, it will be chaos again, and he will choose a few people who are extremely angry to borrow their heads.

There will always be a way.

Chapter 89 The Teaching Council: I would like to invite the next person to meet the God of Grass

The legacy of the God King!

At this moment, everyone is in panic.

Even if you are an insider before, there is nothing wrong with receiving the news of defeat that everyone knows, but how come you, the leader, are also part of the news!

The despicable 30-man group betrayed the contract!

When Du Ruo fell from the sky, it was not just him, but also a huge beast. What he saw was the legacy of the God King who was heavily guarded.

"It's faster than me. Sure enough, I shouldn't have used an airship and just rode you here."

Du Ruo was slightly disappointed that he couldn't make a surprise attack.

"I'll bite you to death."

Snakes have a peaceful mind.

Du Ruo was more peaceful, just as the breeze was blowing on his face, he stared at the dungeon ruins stronghold of the God King's Legacy, took a deep breath, and prepared to go in.

Although I'm a little disappointed that I can't raid, that's normal.

Ordinary news, colorful birds, carrier pigeons, Teyvat's general communication methods are so simple and unpretentious.

But there are unusual messages and unusual communication methods.

For example, Void Terminal...

Of course, the 30-man group cannot borrow the void at will, but as the general person in charge of the security of the Great Red Sand Sea, they have the authority to apply. Be flexible. The sages are willing to temporarily allocate resources to scholars. The 30-man group can also have scholars. .

In short, Du Ruo needs to face the guarded stronghold in front of him and carry out another beheading operation.

The sound of fighting only lasted less than two and a half minutes.

The Weihai beacon in his hand was slashed diagonally. The golden sword light was swinging wildly, and the afterimage had a curve like a whip.

When the sword blade came into contact with the first enemy, it cut it in two. Without losing its momentum, it cut out a waning moon-shaped blade, killing several people in a row, and finally landed on the gate of the stronghold of the God King's Legacy.

"boom--!"

Some kind of blue high-energy stance resisted Du Ruo's attack. The defense mechanisms of these ancient ruins were all created by Red King Technology.

At least Du Ruo couldn't break through it violently.

'Let me think about how the Four Element Street liar got in. Oh, by the way, she has power. '

It is not the power of the Demon God, but the authority of the Red King Technology. Through the leftover stone slabs, the facilities in the ruins can be controlled, so the gate of the God King's Legacy is undefended across the street.

Seeing that the wise man was thinking, Du Ruo turned around and looked at Ah She who was doing nothing and never participated in the fight between people.

"A snake~"

The tone was so kind.

The steel door, which was hard to shake, suddenly disappeared in the horrified eyes of the people hiding inside.

Du Ruo grinned: "Then, I'm coming in!"