25: All were captured

“With me, Huang Zhong, here, no one can harm my Lord, Chasing Wind Fury Slash.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Zhong’s speed suddenly increased, like a gust of wind, and he appeared directly in front of Zhu Jiubai.

As the blade light scattered before his eyes, it was accompanied by the sound of a howling wind.

“Strange, why can’t my hands move? Why did they fly off?”

Zhu Jiubai only felt a blur before his eyes, and suddenly found that his hands and feet seemed to have lost all sensation, he couldn't help but wonder.

The next second, a sharp pain shot from his limbs directly to his head, making him almost faint.

He saw severed limbs flying everywhere, and blood sprayed from his four limbs as if it were free.

The hands and feet that flew off were indeed his own, and only then did he realize it, his face filled with terror and helplessness.

Bang…

Zhu Jiubai, without his limbs, fell directly to the ground, making a heavy thud.

His eyes were dull, filled with disbelief.

In just one encounter, he was utterly helpless, unable to even see the opponent’s attack clearly.

Is the strength gap really that great?

Meanwhile, the Death Warriors, supported by the Strong Archers, charged towards the Beast Soldiers with their long spears.

Wherever they passed, rivers of blood flowed, and the Beast Soldiers, already badly wounded,

were subjected to another round of attacks from the Death Warriors and had no power to resist at all.

They were directly defeated, all stabbed to death by a spear, or shot in a vital spot by the Strong Archers.

“Can you still move?”

Yang Qianhun walked up to the female Lord, his face expressionless, and spoke directly.

The woman before him was on her last breath, her body tattered and most of it exposed.

She was bruised all over, a truly miserable sight.

“Kill… me…”

The female Lord lay on the ground, speaking weakly, her breath growing fainter, her words filled with pain.

In this Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, strength is revered; if one is not strong enough, they can only be at the mercy of others.

In times of peace, beautiful women have a great advantage.

However, in this Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, where the strong prey on the weak and there are no rules, it is a huge disadvantage.

It will also bring disaster upon oneself.

Similarly for Soldiers, for these female Soldiers on the ground, dying in defeat is their best outcome.

But if they are defeated and captured, their fate is to be defiled one by one until they die, a truly tragic end.

Therefore, in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, kindness will only become a stumbling block to becoming stronger, and even a fatal weakness.

Only by being like Cao Cao: “I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me.”

Can one secure a place in this Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

Puff…

A flash of sword light, and the female Lord was directly killed with a single sword to the throat.

A flash of light passed, and all the items in the female Lord’s Lord Space were dropped.

At the same time, the male Lord on the cross also flashed with light, and all the items in his Lord Space were dropped.

This meant he was also dead.

Both of them were completely freed from their suffering.

With a thought, Yang Qianhun directly collected all the items into his Lord Space.

The obtained items are as follows:

32 Spirit stones, 110 iron ore, 140 food, 180 wood, 240 stone.

Coupled with the resources collected by the Farmers, the resources in the warehouse were already enough for the wooden house to be upgraded again.

Resources: 160 iron ore, 190 food, 670 wood, 740 stone.

And the next upgrade for the wooden house requires 500 wood and 500 stone.

With a thought, Yang Qianhun upgraded the wooden house from Level 3 to stone House Level 1.

500 wood and 500 stone directly disappeared from the Lord Space.

At the same time.

At Yang Qianhun’s wooden house, a ray of light descended from the sky, directly enveloping the wooden house.

When the light dissipated, the original 100-square-meter double-story wooden house had transformed into a 100-square-meter double-story stone house.

And the Barracks and houses can also be upgraded to Level 4.

When the Barracks is upgraded to Level 4, it can recruit four Soldiers at a time.

When the house is upgraded to Level 4, it can increase the recruitment limit for Farmers, from the original twenty to forty.

But upgrading the Barracks from Level 3 to Level 4 requires 200 wood and 200 Iron.

Upgrading the house from Level 3 to Level 4 requires 200 wood and 200 stone.

Upgrading the stone House from Level 1 to stone House Level 2 requires the following materials:

1000 wood, 1000 stone, 500 Iron, 500 Copper.

The battlefield codex records: Copper can only be dug from copper mines or dropped from treasure light clusters.

The materials required for upgrading the stone House are increasing, especially copper; relying solely on treasure light clusters, who knows how long it will take.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to find a copper mine, if possible.

Since Yang Qianhun was the first to upgrade a Level 3 wooden house to a Level 1 stone House, he was rewarded with one heavenly dao roulette spin.

But this time, the Heavenly Dao did not broadcast it, but silently recorded it in the Battlefield Event Log.

It still caused quite a stir, after all, Yang Qianhun was always the first.

It made many people harbor ill intentions.

But unfortunately, those with ill intentions only knew his name, but not his appearance or territory coordinates.

The remaining resources were not enough to upgrade the house, so Yang Qianhun had to deal with the immediate matters first.

Huang Zhong, Gao Shun, thirty Death Warriors, and ten Strong Archers had already assembled not far away.

Four Death Warriors, two on each side, were guarding Zhu Babai and Zhu Jiubai separately.

With Huang Zhong and others around, they dared not make any rash moves, only kneeling on the ground, trembling.

Of course, Zhu Jiubai couldn't kneel; he could only lie quietly on the ground, his eyes dull, as if he had lost his soul.

Yang Qianhun slowly walked over, calmly scanned the two of them, and said, “Do you have any accomplices?”

“No, sir, no accomplices, really no, we just happened to meet each other.”

Zhu Babai slightly raised his head, sweating profusely, his face full of fear, and said repeatedly.

Yang Qianhun subtly gestured with his eyes.

Puff…

Zhu Jiubai was directly pierced through the chest by the two Death Warriors behind him, dying on the spot.

He died on the spot without saying a word.

“Ah… I’ll talk, I’ll talk.”

Zhu Babai was so terrified by the scene before him that his pants became wet, and his body trembled uncontrollably as he spoke in fear.

Seeing Yang Qianhun just looking at him indifferently, he continued, “There are more of our Pig Demon race to the south, but sir, they have three Lords over there, and they are much stronger than us….”

Before Zhu Babai could finish speaking, Yang Qianhun directly interrupted him and said, “Coordinates.”

“***”

Zhu Babai did not hesitate and quickly gave the coordinates.

He completely sold out his compatriots, thoroughly.

Under Yang Qianhun’s Divine Eye, he indeed was not lying.

“How did you find your tribesmen?”

Yang Qianhun asked pointedly.

This question had bothered him for a long time since he met Dragon Man A He and his group that day.

He had many conjectures, and today was a good opportunity to have Zhu Babai confirm his conjectures.