Although the imperial team leader was a little confused about Alice''s 1001, he thought it was good to do so, so he ordered his subordinates to pull out some of them from those who were suitable for doing other work to the wave of surviving villagers who were ready to sell as slaves.


    Alice 1001 looked at the prisoner of war who gradually woke up from the confusion of spiritual magic and said, "when I was interrogated just now, your slogan was - no sacrifice, no dawn. Is that true?"


    "Yes! Even if we die, you will be driven out by our compatriots sooner or later!" roared Kurdish.


    Not every soldier has personally experienced the overwhelming combat power and garbage cleaning battle. Even if he hears it, he will only feel confused, so many fools will think of resistance.


    At this time, at the command of the team leader, the imperial soldiers began to drag out several ugly Asians who were going to be sold as slaves and cut them with swords on the spot! Not cut to death, but cut like a potato!


    Immediately, not only the chopped people, but also several Asians among the prisoners of war cried out sadly. Those were their families. It was precisely because this team happened to come from this village and everyone was family that the village gave full support and did not cooperate with the Empire.


    There are also many girls and women who look like some people, and even the race is human, who are dragged out in broad daylight for the "use" of imperial soldiers.


    Cries, screams, cries and abuse were heard all the time.


    After the noise gradually decreased, Alice 1001 looked down at Kurdish, held her chest in her hands, smiled in a tone like doing good deeds and said, "without sacrifice, there will be no dawn. We have sacrificed so much for you. There are all kinds of sacrifices. How about it? Dawn, is it good?"


    "Er ah ah ah ah..." seeing his family being sliced and his partner''s wife and daughter being "used", Kurdish had only the feeling of yelling his voice hoarse.


    Then it''s all over.


    "[terminatespecies] kill yourself with your head."


    Alice 1001 was so dry that all the prisoners died. Because in terms of the research on the undead, it is learned from the research data of the magician of the dead in the dark night that the unit of this mental state will evolve faster when it is transformed into the undead. If it is crisp and crisp on the verge of death, shaking and damaging the brain can also increase the probability of becoming a obedient puppet. However, it is difficult to obtain such an experimental body that shakes the head and dies in extreme excitement or resentment, and it is just right to make a suitable experimental body in this environment.


    At this time, the captain of the Empire came over with a comfortable face and said to Alice 1001, "thank you."


    "Thank you for what?" Alice 1001 tilted her head and said she didn''t understand. Shouldn''t she thank the imperial army for its cooperation?


    "Well, my army was made up of survivors who escaped from the attack. Many of my brothers lost friends in those dirty sneak attacks. If I didn''t have a suitable opportunity to vent, my little captain might be overwhelmed." then, the little captain of the imperial army took off his helmet and made a move to fall, but naturally didn''t fall in the end, He gave it a symbolic shake and put it back on.


    "I see. Then use all these. The rest is almost destroyed. Even if you sell slaves, you can''t get much money into your pocket. It''s just a vent. How about using the money?"


    "Oh, that''s a good idea."


    "Well, we were tired of cutting just now (because we were cutting ''potato chips''). How can they die if there is still breath left?" someone asked.


    "How about this -"


    "No, no, it''s not exciting enough. It should -"


    “………………”


    We argued for a few minutes before reaching a conclusion. Someone looked at Millie 12719 with a little expectant eyes.


    "Why do these people think I have such a hobby?" Millie 12719 shrugged to Alice 1001 in a somewhat speechless tone.


    Liz No. 1001 had to shrug: "it''s really more convenient to fertilize your body? But..."


    "Hello," said Millie, looking at the crowd on 12719. "If you want to see it, you''ll have to help me clean the chariot later!"


    "Good!"


    "No problem, OK!"


    Many imperial soldiers began to applaud.


    Since they were so cheerful, Millie 12719 was embarrassed not to say it. She jumped into the t-62 and commanded the other Millie crew to start.


    The track of the t-62 made a low sound when it rubbed against the ground, moved, and ran over the unwanted bodies and dying survivors in the cheers and whistles of the imperial soldiers. At the same time, the door of the rear compartment of the chariot bounced open from the inside, and the vines of Millie''s body stretched out from the inside and inserted into the human flesh left behind the car not long ago, which was absorbed like a vacuum cleaner.


    This is the normal battlefield diet of Millie chariot soldiers. It is made into "ground meat", which is easy to digest and promote absorption. It''s no wonder that imperial soldiers think that Midori has that hobby.


    In the general human kingdom, Asians are different from Goblins who are generally beautiful in human eyes and have no visual pollution in their eating methods; Asian people are mostly monsters in human impression. They eat people rudely and cruelly. Human beings with monsters are no better, so imperial soldiers have no sense of innocence.


    Of course, in the central mainland, the positions of the two sides are the same in reverse. Perhaps mankind in some countries will be even worse. Some races like to eat the freshest two legged mutton, and specifically take meat from living bodies without killing. In order to keep the two legged mutton fresh, they should try their best to keep it alive.


    However, after all, different races have their own advantages, so there are slaves. However, slaves are also diverse. The best treatment is the slaves named "villagers". They only need to provide agricultural products and wild medicinal materials. They don''t have the same security as the urban population. They may be attacked by hungry beasts and Warcraft at any time. If they ask the army or adventurers, mercenaries and other armed organizations for protection, they can, but I''m afraid their income will be gone for a few years.


    But as long as we master the balance and balance, we can''t live on. We can thank God as long as we need to pay a little less money. Therefore, the so-called patriotism is basically despised by slaves called "villagers". Even if patriots are tortured and killed, they can''t stir up waves in other people''s hearts except their families and companions.


    When they were full, they all climbed out of the chariot and sat on the chariot with drooping legs. They looked at the imperial soldiers who helped them clean the tracks and load wheels. They completely opened the tail cabin and let the body bask in the dawn sun: "the dawn sun is so comfortable."


    Alice 1001 uses [message] to contact fuluda and let him or his colleagues who transmit magic understand. After the imperial army leaves, they will take the body samples they need back to the imperial magic province.


    (to be continued)