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“*(%#@!%￥￥@!”

“@￥!￥%%@&&#@#￥@￥!”

...

From a distance, Deng Jiaer had already heard the roars of the mountain barbarians one after another.

However, because Deng Jiaer couldn't understand their language, he didn't know what they were calling.

However, although I couldn't understand what they were saying, Deng Jiaer could also guess some general content.

They should be shouting, "You actually dare to burn the Brah Mountain!", "You bastards!" and so on.

Among the 32 mountain barbarian tribes, 30 tribes directly chose to surrender.

For these surrendered tribes, they were now placed in a wilderness not far from the stronghold of the Pingman Legion.

When the war is over, the civil servants of the Northbound Administration will be responsible for handling them.

After coming to the temporary resettlement of the mountain barbarians, Deng Jiaer saw the crowd of mountain barbarians constantly attacking the defense line composed of soldiers responsible for watching them.

The two hundred teams that are now responsible for watching them are the 1st Squadron and the 3rd Squadron of the 18th Battalion.

After arriving at the scene, Deng Jiaer quickly walked to the squadron leader of the 1st Squadron of the 18th Brigade and asked:

“What’s the situation now?”

"Ah! Head coach!"

After seeing Deng Jiaer arrive, the squadron leader of the 1st Squadron of the 18th Brigade immediately continued to say to Deng Jiaer as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw:

"After seeing us burning the Rigasus Mountains, most of the mountain barbarians rioted. We want to give us an explanation! There are too many people, and we can hardly resist it!"

"Say? What do I have to say to them?" Deng Jiaer curled his lips, "Did they forget their identity? I am a 'victor' and a 'victor' who surrendered voluntarily. Is there anything I can say? How do I deal with the remaining stubborn resisters need to go through their consent?"

After saying that, Deng Jiaer snatched the crossbow tool from a crossbow soldier beside him: "Give me the arrow."

"yes!"

After taking the dysfunction arrow from the crossbow soldier's hand, Deng Jiaer skillfully installed the dysfunction arrow on the crossbow tool in her hand, then aimed at the night sky above her head and pulled the trigger.

Woo--!

The dysfunction arrow cuts through the night sky and makes a harsh sound.

The dysfunction arrow, or the sound arrow, is usually used when issuing orders.

After Deng Jiaer fired a dysfunction arrow into the night sky above his head, the harsh twitch made the surroundings quiet instantly.

As soon as the surroundings became quiet, Deng Jiaer shouted to the riots in front of her:

"You all listen to me!"

The translation who came here with Deng Jiaer just now immediately translated Deng Jiaer's words.

"I have nothing to say to you!"

"Get back to the house we have built for you right now!"

"Or else - I don't mind reducing your population a little more!"

After saying that, Deng Jiaer was too lazy to take care of the mountain barbarians who took the initiative to put down their weapons and now let them slaughter them.

After returning the crossbow tool in his hand to the crossbowman, Deng Jiaer said to the squadron leader of the 1st Squadron of the 18th Battalion:

"I will send three more squadrons here immediately to calm these Shanmans down quickly. If there are still Shanmans who want to make trouble, they can shoot and kill them without my consent. I don't believe that Shanmans are all a group of people who are not afraid of death!"

"yes!"

...

...

After getting the addition of Deng Jiaerdo and the killing permit was issued, the sudden riot was quickly calmed down.

After shooting and killing 33 mountain barbarians who did not listen to advice, the remaining people immediately dispersed, and the riot was quelled.

The fire raged across the Ligasus Mountains until the sky was about to break through dawn.

Because when the sky was about to dawn, it rained heavily.

It's summer now, and it's rainy season.

Under this heavy rain, the fire attack that lasted for a whole night was finally over.

The mountain, which was occupied by the stubborn anti-rebels, has been completely burned to a white ground. Except for a very small number of insects, there should be no creature on it.

But after Deng Jiaer sent a scout up the mountain, he was surprised to find that there was still Shanman alive!

Although Deng Jiaer was surprised that there were even Shanmans who could survive the fire, he did not lose his sense of responsibility.

Because Deng Jiaer was sure that even if Shan Man was still alive, there must be no few people left under such a fire.

After learning that there were still people alive, Deng Jiaer immediately began to organize troops and prepare to launch a final attack against the last little rebels.

However, at this moment, an uninvited guest came to Deng Jiaer's tent-

"Master Coach! Please let me persuade me to surrender again! I will definitely be able to successfully convince them to surrender this time!"

This uninvited guest is Luge, the son of the Minister of Hele.

After learning that there were still people alive, Lu Ge rushed to Deng Jiaer's tent and threw it on the ground, begging Deng Jiaer to give him another chance and give the last remaining rebels on the mountain a chance.

"I'll let you persuade me to surrender again?" Deng Jiaer curled his lips unhappily after hearing Lu Ge's words, "Lu Ge, how many opportunities have we given to your tribe members? But your tribe members just don't listen to their advice! I'm too lazy to give them another chance now!"

"Coach!" Lu Ge, who was kneeling on the ground, shouted, "Please give me another chance! Let me persuade them to surrender! Coach! Lu Ge asked the coach to give another chance! Please!"

Looking at Luge, who was dressed in their Britannian costumes and lay on the ground like a dog begging her to give his tribe members some chances, Deng Jiaer was not soft-hearted.

"Lu Ge." Deng Jiaer asked in a neither salty nor light tone, "Do you think it is useful to persuade them to surrender now? Do you think they who have the will to resist until now will listen to your advice?"

After leaving this sentence, Deng Jiaer ignored Lu Ge.

He quickly left the tent and prepared to organize troops to go up the mountain to carry out the final battle.

Only Lu Ge was left, and he was still in the tent crying silently...

...

...

"What a lucky thing." Merkar leaned against a charred tree behind him and chuckled, "We can actually survive the fire last night..."

"Yes." True, who was standing beside him, also chuckled, "It's a pity that there are only 21 people as lucky as us..."

Merkha, Tru, and Nalu, the leader of their Hele tribe, were very lucky to be part of these 21 people.

The only people who survived the fire last night were the 21 people who jumped into the river in time.

At this time, they were tired and hungry, and the feeling of fatigue brought by the fire last night remained on them.

Although they are still alive, they all understand that they can just live for a while.

After setting fire to the mountain, the Britannians' general attack should also be launched...

Sure enough, before everyone climbed out of the river, the continuous sound of horns rang out...

Woo-! Woo-! Woo-! Woo-!

The continuous sound of horns resounded around them.

The last 21 soldiers, struggling to get up from the ground, struggling to stand up from the ground, with their already exhausted bodies.

"Are you here..." Merkar stood up from the ground with a calm expression and pulled out the sword on his waist that had already cut out many gaps.

Everyone was like Merkha, with no fear on their faces.

After choosing to fight the Britannians to the end, I had already expected that there would be such a day that the expression on everyone's face would be so dull.

"Children."

At this moment, a hoarse middle-aged male voice suddenly rang out.

The master of this voice was the patriarch of their Hele tribe, who followed them to resist the invasion of the Britannians and to resist Nalu to the end.

Na Lu was also like the soldiers around him, with a disheveled face, covered in blood, and a look of fatigue on his face.

"This sound is very familiar, right? We have heard it many times in the past 7 days."

"This is the trumpet of the Britannians. Once this trumpet is sounded, it means they are going to attack."

"This should be our...the final battle."

"We should have known this result when we chose to fight the Britannians to the end and chose to fight this war that would never be won, right?"

"Children!"

Na Lu suddenly raised his tone.

"In these 7 days of battle, you, me, and everyone acted very bravely!"

"Our ancestors, heroes and the Britannians, must have seen our bravery! Our tenacity! Our indomitable!"
To be continued...