"Come here, all of you, and stand in a circle."

Yang Weite said to the soldiers.

The soldiers obeyed obediently.

"Hey, what are you doing? You cowards, cowards, maggots who are afraid of death!"

"Why don't you go watch and repair the city defense!"

"Do you want the magic tide to destroy the fields of the gentlemen?"

A furious voice came from not far away.

The soldiers turned to look.

I saw a big fat man in gorgeous armor riding a poor strong horse, surrounded by dozens of attendants, walking towards them.

"This is Master Baller..."

"The land of tens of miles around here belongs to him."

"The tide of magic is headed towards his castle. We are the front line here, and ten miles away will be his castle."

The soldiers murmured, but no one paid any attention to Mr. Bowler.

Master Bowler was furious, and ordered his attendants to whip these lazy and cowardly soldiers.

The soldiers didn't dodge or dodge, they just surrounded Yang Weite in the middle and stood up to be whipped.

Whips hurt, but demon flames and weapons hurt even more.

Yang Wei Te smiled at this scene, stupid?

The guy isn't stupid, it's just that he doesn't have the same **** as these soldiers.

"God's Messenger, please give us the strength of card players." An old soldier said suddenly.

"Okay, I'll give it to you." Yang Weite said, thrusting the scepter into the ground.

A series of green "0100111..." passed to the soldiers.

Immediately afterwards, I saw soldiers from feet to heads.

"The transformation of data has begun, and the character data is being scanned..."

"Attribute generation: physique, spirit."

"Experience generation."

"Skill generation."

"Equipment digitization begins."

...

The reminders sounded one after another, the soldiers were puzzled, and Yang Weit nodded repeatedly.

That's it, the same as Diablo players.

From this moment on, these people become brushes.

No one can be more liver than them.

Because they have truly experienced the feeling of death.

As the prompt ends,

The old soldier just now suddenly pulled out his dagger with his backhand, and with a dexterous slash, he cut the attendant who was beating him in half from the waist!

"Ah, you untouchables, dare to kill the master's loyal guards, you are dead!" a thin man with the appearance of a housekeeper shouted.

Then another soldier drew his sword and chopped off his head.

"Kill them!" roared the old soldier.

The soldiers who had been suppressed to the extreme for a long time were already on the verge of battalion screams, and the strength they gained became the last bit of booster.

Only ten minutes later, Master Bowler and his attendants, who were still showing off their might just now, no longer looked like anyone.

"What a joy!" The old soldier laughed loudly, "I have never felt so good in my body. All those ailments and fatigue have disappeared!"

"I got 10 chips!"

"I got 3 points."

"I have 2 points."

"My injury is recovering quickly!"

"This is a gift from the envoy of God!"

The soldiers cheered and knelt down again, kissing the ground where Young Witt was.

"Okay, use your abilities to defeat the devil, you will only get stronger and stronger." Yang Weite said to them.

The soldiers were excited.

They held swords, like children who just got sticks and wanted to hit everything they saw.

Everyone looked around for the remaining monsters.

Soon, a small group of goblins eating meat was spotted by two soldiers.

Goblins dismissed these two timid human soldiers.

As long as there are no knights to lead them, as long as there are too few people, they are trash, garbage, and only think about how to escape and save their lives.

Unlike them, the heroic goblins have always been the ones to bestow mercy on their enemies.

This time will be no exception.

"Ok-Ok!" the goblins yelled, rushing towards the two soldiers.

Two soldiers also rushed towards them.

"Ouk! Cut off the legs!" A big goblin commanded his fellow soldiers, besieging the soldiers' legs without leather armor protection.

Sacrifice two goblins, cut two legs, and kill two soldiers.

If you eat it, you can give birth to 8 little goblins.

Good deal!

This account can only be settled by Big Goblin.

However, the soldiers nimbly dodged the siege of the dwarfs, then knocked over two with one shield, and then hacked to death with all their strength.

A soldier was slashed in the leg.

Big Goblin cheered: "Oak, Ouk, down, down!"

The soldier didn't cry out for pain, but just slashed back with his sword, cutting the goblin who chopped him into two pieces!

"Impossible, impossible!" Brother Brin was dumbfounded.

The other party can't feel the pain?

Soon, only three of the goblins who surrounded the two soldiers remained.

"Be kind, be kind!" Brother Brin turned around and ran away.

"Be kind, be kind!" The remaining two goblins also ran away.

"Hahaha! It was so fun to kill!" Soldier A said happily.

"This reminds me of what happened when I was fourteen years old at the widow Willie's house in the village." Soldier B said cheerfully.

"Hahaha!"

The two soldiers laughed.

Then a tauren fell from the sky and sat them in meat sauce...

"Uh..." Soldier A, who had only one head left, rolled his eyes and died.

"Dali, your appearance is too brutal!" A harpies in fiery red leather armor landed on the bull's head from the sky.

"It's these cowardly soldiers, they are too weak!" The tauren swung an axe.

"Okay, according to the order of the demon general, we need to gather the remaining soldiers, at least a thousand, and open the gate of the demon's nest again." The harpy said impatiently, "Hurry up and act."

"oh."

The tauren and the harpies left.

After they left, the meat sauces in place squirmed a few times, emitting a ball of green light.

Soldier A and Soldier B are revived.

"I dropped three points."

"I dropped five points, why did I drop more?"

"Because you won a lot, right?"

The two soldiers stopped talking, and hurried to find the single monster.

...

"They actually cleaned the battlefield so proactively and diligently?"

Lancelot looked at the scene before him in disbelief.

Behind him were more than two hundred soldiers gathered earlier.

He is cleaning the battlefield.

This is a hard job, and it is also a greasy job. The premise is that you can rotate to the rear and eat the greasy water.

Otherwise, the biggest benefit is to replace yourself with a better long sword and more complete leather armor.

Don't count on armor, those things will be snatched by the officers if you wear them on your body.

He is well aware of the characteristics of soldiers ~lightnovelpub.net~ They can lie down and never sit down.

If you can be lazy for a while, you will never take the initiative to clean up the battlefield, let alone repair the city defense.

However, at this time, he saw that the soldiers not only actively cleaned the battlefield, killed scattered enemies, but also tidied up the city defense for the first time.

They are moving large stones near the city gate and rebuilding a city wall to protect the logistics base behind them.

There are cooks and grooms living in the logistics base, with water wells, medicinal materials, clothes, fire...

Food can be foraged from the battlefield, but water cannot. The meat of monsters can be roasted and eaten later, but the blood is often poisonous.

There is no water to drink, and the soldiers will collapse in just two days.

Don't expect them to make it past day three.

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