The townsmen's expressions were terrified, their eyes full of fear.

But facing soldiers armed with sharp weapons and long spears, they couldn't muster any will to resist.

For before these soldiers invaded the town, all resisting soldiers or townsmen were slaughtered completely!

Even though the open field gathered over a thousand people.

They still dared not speak a word, just widened their eyes, watching the platform at the front of the clearing.

There.

A young man dressed in leather armor with long hair stood firmly.

His expression was indifferent, his gaze akin to looking down on livestock.

Behind the young man, Godfrey stepped forward twice, approaching Lawrence.

Godfrey inquired, "Master, excluding the over three hundred townsmen who resisted and died, how should we deal with the remaining two thousand eight hundred townsmen?"

Even if a town's armed soldiers were as numerous, it only reached one or two hundred at most.

Even adding some fervent townspeople would still only be a force of three to four hundred.

However.

Such a force, how could it compare to systematically trained soldiers?

Under a round of archers' arrow rain and cavalry's charging assault, the infantry quickly broke through the town's wooden gate.

Once the soldiers entered the town, what lay before them was a group of powerless townspeople.

Lawrence did not answer Godfrey's question, instead, his gaze swept over those terror-stricken faces.

Until a moment later.

He asked, "Godfrey, how do you think we can provoke the anger of one of the Empire's Three Great Dukes, the Duke of Red Dragon?"

"Is it insults?"

"With the Duke of Red Dragon's calmness, even if insults reached his ears, he'd consider it mere child's play."

"Is it plundering?"

"Besides plundering some money and food, we cannot take away much more."

"Escorting thousands of townsmen would only hinder our marching speed."

Speaking to this, Lawrence looked at Godfrey, questioning, "Knight Commander Godfrey, what do you think it would be?"

A low murmur came from Godfrey's mouth: "Slaughter."

"A large-scale slaughter!"

A smile appeared on Lawrence's face.

He spoke approvingly to Godfrey, "As expected of my Knight Commander and strategist!"

"You hit the nail on the head and quickly thought of a solution!"

"As you said, only through slaughter, using Duke Cangyu's position to kill masses of the Red Dragon Duke's vassals."

"Reduced tax revenue, reduced labor force, territorial infringement, trampled dignity as one of the Three Great Dukes... "

"He will become enraged!"

"He will organize resistance!"

"He will counterattack!"

Godfrey fell silent.

Lawrence's words continued.

"If the three thousand people in this town can't attract the Duke of Red Dragon's attention."

"Then we'll slaughter another town."

"If the town still makes no impact, then we'll massacre a city!"

Having said this.

Lawrence turned his gaze to Godfrey.

He calmly commanded, "Godfrey, give the order."

"Issue the command: Kill everyone in the town! The elderly, the women, the children, the livestock!"

"Leave no one behind!"

As Lawrence spoke, Godfrey's whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Devil!

Lawrence is an unequivocal devil!

He actually wants to slaughter every living thing in the town!

If it were still on the battlefield, clashing armies and executing prisoners, it could be counted fair.

But these... are merely defenseless townspeople!

Godfrey glanced at Lawrence, preparing to speak.

Yet Lawrence's words cut him off, curiosity lining his voice: "What?"

"Knight Commander Godfrey, can't help this commander issue the order?"

"Or do you wish to defy military command?"

Godfrey hurriedly bowed, speaking, "Master, you've misunderstood."

After speaking.

Godfrey stepped forward a few paces, standing at the platform's edge.

His gaze swept over those faces full of fear.

He opened his mouth, inhaled a cold breath, and shouted, "All soldiers, heed the command, indiscriminately kill all townsmen!"

"Indiscriminately kill all townsmen!"

"Indiscriminately kill all townsmen!"

Godfrey's shout echoed around the clearing, reaching the ears of all soldiers and townsmen present.

Not just the townsmen.

Even the soldiers surrounding the area were stunned.

Seeing the soldiers' lack of response, Godfrey shouted once more.

"This is the command!"

With Godfrey's final words resounding.

A soldier, whose right hand trembled slightly, suddenly clenched the sword tightly, without any hesitation, slashing down towards a middle-aged man in front of him.

The man wearing only a linen robe instantly lost all signs of life, collapsing to the ground.

Vivid crimson quickly surged from his chest, staining it thoroughly, blood flowing onto the ground...

A nearby woman saw her eyes contract, mouth unable to stop screaming.

"Ah!"

"Killed, they murdered!"

After this scream, all soldiers seemed to be emboldened.

They lifted their longswords and long spears, stabbing at the bodies of townsmen in front of them!

"Ah~"

"Ah~ ah~"

"What are you... What are you doing... ah~"

"..."

One after another, bodies fell and rolled on the ground after soldiers withdrew their spears and swords.

Screams followed by screams, screams, and cries of agony echoed across the clearing.

Soldiers, pulling out weapons embedded in townsmen's hands, hesitated not once, advancing again.

Despite being soldiers, trained systemically for a long time.

But at this moment, their movements stiffened, hearts numbed.

Never dreaming.

That one day they'd hold weapons to slaughter these defenseless townsmen!

As the outermost ring of townsmen fell, soldiers marched, stepping over each body, approaching townsmen curled at the clearing's center.

The townsmen wished to escape, but faced with over three thousand fully armed soldiers, they couldn't break through the line!

Heart-wrenching, desperate cries rose from within the townsmen crowd.

"Hell-born, you beasts!"

"We are merely ordinary people striving for survival, why annihilate us."

"Please, spare me; my child is only three years old!"

"Hahaha, dead, we're all going to die! We'll all die here!"

"..."

>On the platform at the front.

Godfrey stood at the edge still.

His gaze fixed straight on one circle after another of townsmen, continuing to fall.

Behind.

The sound of footsteps reached Godfrey's ears.

It was accompanied by Lawrence's voice full of endless sighs.

"Such splendid blood!"

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.