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Kill! Kill!

There was no need for Chen Fei to protect him, nor for him to charge forward.

The soldiers who were rushing over seemed to have lost all their courage. They didn't even have the will to fight. Seeing that someone was blocking their way, they shouted once more and turned around to run.

Unfortunately, their pursuers were too fast. Over eighty soldiers whose bodies had been strengthened by Chen Fei's blood were running at a speed comparable to that of a sprinter's. They were able to catch up to their horses within a minute.

Thus, the brutal massacre began.

It was unknown whether these Chu People were filled with hatred towards the allied army, or were bewitched by Mu Jiu to behead them, or if this was the war of this era, these soldiers did not have any mercy at all, and continued to chase and kill them.

Those who turned their backs on him, those who were kneeling and begging for mercy, they were all beheaded!

Not only did they get their heads cut off, but the soldiers actually held those heads in their hands and continued to chop them off. When there were too many heads in their hands, they would simply cut a thorn around their body and hang their heads on their belts before continuing with their harvesting.

When Chen Fei arrived at the battlefield, what he saw was a tragic sight. On both sides of the road, in the bushes, there were headless corpses everywhere. Not even a living enemy could be seen.

A hundred meters ahead, the massacre continued. Over three hundred soldiers were completely surrounded by Chen Fei's subordinates, some crying in despair, some roaring in anger, some desperately resisting, some kneeling and begging for mercy, it was like hell on earth.

"Stop!" Chen Fei could only shout out as he rushed over with the Frost Mourn.

I am just a passerby. I just want to take away a person's soul. I don't want to disrupt the balance of power in this era. It's better to kill less.

Even so, when Chen Fei rushed over, another 40-50 soldiers dressed in grey were beheaded.

"emperor, I am now at the Beheading level 1. I am a Public Scholar!"

"emperor, this particular beheading Level 3 should be a hairpin owl, right?"

"Hahaha, emperor, do you want me to kill you or are you not going to do it with my Fifth Level, or with the five doctors?" The most ridiculous thing was that soldier called 'Forsaken'. He was carrying a bunch of human heads to claim credit for his actions.

"Take it, take it!" Looking at the bunch of heads with frightened eyes, Chen Fei almost vomited as he shouted, "Didn't you see them surrender? "Listen, do not kill the captives. This is my third order!"

In just one day, Chen Fei had already issued three orders: not to abandon his brothers, but to live together with everyone and not to kill any prisoners.

On the battlefield, Chen Fei was truly a woman's man. However, if Chen Fei really became a demon king capable of killing, it would only make things worse.

No one dared to disobey Chen Fei's orders, but Forsaken was a little unconvinced, and said: "emperor, these five heads are not prisoners!"

"Alright, from now on, you won't get any better!" Chen Fei didn't understand the difference between him and the five doctors. Anyway, it was just a sentence, and he couldn't really give them the treatment of a noble, so he agreed without thinking.

Discard's eyes lit up and he immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times towards Chen Fei. Then, he stood up and proudly displayed the heads in his hands to the surrounding soldiers. He laughed loudly, "Do you see that? From now on, I am a true scholar!"

The power of an example was tremendous. When the others saw that they had abandoned him, they immediately tightened their grip on their swords, greedily staring at the necks of those captives, wishing they could chop off a few more heads.

Mu Jiu was also extremely envious, he kneeled down and begged: "emperor, please let me count your military merits!"

"Alright, from now on, you will be a professional counting your military merits!" Chen Fei knew that the attraction of meritorious military exploits was huge for these people, so he suppressed his internal discomfort and agreed to this bloody request.

In the next moment, Mu Jiu became popular, being surrounded by tens of soldiers carrying their heads.

"Rumble!" The war horses whinnied and Tie Yang returned with his cavalry.

These people were even more exaggerated. Although they did not hear Mu Jiu's words about beheading a head and being awarded a rank 1, they still liked to collect heads.

Chen Fei nearly fainted from shock. Was this a war or was this just collecting human heads?

In the time it takes to chop off a person's head, a warhorse should be able to charge at least 100 meters.

"emperor, I have cut General Bao Mao, who is under Ying Bu's command!" Zheng Yang held onto the bronze spear in his hand, with a helmet on his head, he proudly displayed it to Chen Fei.

Qu Tong also picked a head and said excitedly: "emperor, the food Base Camp has been destroyed, the food carts have been burnt and we have cut down more than 300 enemy soldiers. The rest of the enemy troops are fleeing in all directions!"

In less than twenty minutes, he had killed more than three hundred people. Chen Fei's scalp tingled with numbness, and the Frost Mourn in his hands, as if it had smelled blood, began to buzz.

"Congratulations General Zheng Yang!" Mu Jiu held a black cloth in his left hand and a tree branch in his right hand. As he drew blood on it, he said, "General Zhan Mao is under the horse.

No matter how many heads he beheaded, it was not as important as protecting his own people. Hence, he asked, "General Zheng Yang, how are the casualties in our army?"

"I'm not injured at all!" Zheng Yang became even more arrogant, he turned and shouted: "Which one of you is injured?"

"I didn't!"

"I didn't!"

"I got an arrow on my left arm. It's fine!"

"I was hit on the waist, and I still feel some soreness!"

Everyone started talking at once, reporting the damage done one by one.

Chen Fei could not believe his ears and eyes. In just over twenty minutes, more than a hundred people had broken into an enemy camp, killed more than three hundred people in a formation, captured more than two hundred people.

This was not even as much as the loss of the war horses. Sixteen cavalrymen had rushed forward, and seven or eight war horses had died in the battle.

However, they had collected even more warhorses. They were actually able to bring back more than 40 warhorses and even a twin chariot!

This was f * cking illogical. If this kind of loss rate continued, Chen Fei leading more than a hundred people might really become a tyrant in this parallel space!

"All wounded, come here. I'll treat your wounds!" No matter what he thought, these people were the guarantee to him to complete the mission. He had to keep them in top condition.

However, as they were healing themselves, these people's minds were filled with the concept that they would never die under the protection of a deity. The degree of confidence they had and the kind of crazy things they would do was none of Chen Fei's business!

"Wuwuwu …" Just as he finished healing the last soldier, a low horn sounded from four to five miles away.

The resting soldiers immediately became spirited and shouted as they jumped onto their warhorses.

Zheng Yang brought the chariot over and said: "emperor, please get on the carriage and watch the formation.

Mu Jiu immediately laid on the ground, and let Chen Fei step on his shoulders to get on the carriage, and said: "I will be the driver of the emperor!"

Chen Fei's eyelids jumped as he thought to himself, "He's already boarded the boat. Kill him, kill him!"