Chapter 634: Unyielding

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From a long distance away, Deng Jiaer could already hear the roars of those mountain barbarians one after another.

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

However, even though he couldn't understand what they were talking about, Deng Jiaer could more or less guess some of the general content.

They should all be shouting, "How dare you burn Mount Bra!", "You bastards!" and the like.

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

For these surrendered tribes, they are currently placed in a wilderness not far from the plain barbarian army's stronghold.

When the war is over, the civil servants of the Northern Territory General Administration will be responsible for dealing with them.

After arriving at the temporary settlement of the mountain barbarians, Deng Jiaer saw the agitated mountain barbarians constantly attacking the defense line composed of soldiers responsible for guarding them.

The two hundred-man teams currently responsible for guarding them are the 1st Squadron and the 3rd Squadron of the ** Team.

After arriving at the scene, Deng Jiaer quickly walked directly to the squadron leader of the 1st Squadron of the ** Team and asked:

"How's the situation now?"

"Ah! Coach!"

After seeing Deng Jiaer arriving, the squadron leader of the 1st Squadron of the ** Team immediately continued to say to Deng Jiaer as if he had grasped a life-saving straw:

"After seeing us burning the Legasus Mountains, most of the mountain barbarians rioted and wanted us to give an explanation! There are too many people and we can hardly hold it anymore!"

"Explanation? What do I have to say to them?" Deng Jiaer curled his lips, "Have they forgotten their identities? I am a 'victor' versus a 'defeated', and I am also a 'defeated one' who surrendered voluntarily. "What can I say? How do I deal with the remaining recalcitrant elements? Do I need their consent?"

After that, Deng Jiaer snatched the crossbow from a crossbowman beside him and said, "Give me the arrow."

"yes!"

After taking the arrow from the crossbowman's hand, Deng Jiaer skillfully loaded the arrow into the crossbow in her hand, then aimed at the night sky above her head and pulled the trigger.

Woo——!

The arrow cut through the night sky and made a harsh sound.

Dysprosium arrows, or resounding arrows, are generally used when giving orders.

After Deng Jiaer fired the arrow into the night sky above his head, the piercing cry caused the surrounding area to become silent for an instant.

The moment the surroundings became quiet, Deng Jiaer shouted to the rioting group of barbarians in front of her:

"You all listen to me!"

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

"I don't have anything to say to you!"

"Go back to the house we built for you immediately!"

"Otherwise - I wouldn't mind reducing your population even more!"

Having said that, Deng Jiaer didn't bother to talk to this group of mountain barbarians who took the initiative to put down their weapons and now let them slaughter them.

After returning the crossbow in his hand to the crossbowman, Deng Jiaer said to the squadron leader of the 1st Squadron of the ** Team:

"I will immediately send three more squadrons over to calm these barbarians. If there are still barbarians who want to cause trouble,

No need to ask for my permission, just shoot him. I don’t believe that these barbarians are all a bunch of people who are not afraid of death! "

"yes!"

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After receiving additional manpower from Dengjialdo and issuing permission to kill, the sudden riot quickly subsided.

After shooting 33 barbarians who did not listen to the advice, the remaining people immediately dispersed and the riot subsided.

The fire raged across the Lygasos Mountains until dawn was about to break, and then it finally ended.

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

It's summer now, a rainy season.

Under this heavy rain, this fire attack that lasted all night finally came to an end.

The mountain peak occupied by the stubborn rebels has been completely burned to a white ground. Except for a very few insects, there should be no living creatures on it.

But after Deng Jiaer sent his scouts up the mountain, he was surprised to find that there were still mountain barbarians alive!

Although Deng Jiaer was surprised that some barbarians could survive the fire, he did not lose his sense of proportion.

Because Deng Jiaer was sure that even if there were still mountain barbarians alive, there would definitely not be many people left under such a fire.

After learning that there were still people alive, Deng Jiaer immediately began to organize his troops to prepare for the final attack on the last resistance.

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

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

This uninvited guest is none other than Lu Ge, the son of the Minister of Helai Department.

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

"Are you asked to persuade me to surrender again?" After listening to Lu Ge's words, Deng Jiaer curled his lips in displeasure, "Lu Ge, how many times have we given your tribe a chance? But your tribe just refused to listen! I’m too lazy to give them another chance now!”

"Coach!" Luge, who was kneeling on the ground, shouted loudly, "Please, coach, give me another chance! Let me persuade them to surrender! Coach! Luge begs the coach to give me another chance! Please!"

Looking at Lu Ge, who was dressed in their Britannia costume and lying on the ground like a dog, begging her to give his people some more chances, Deng Jiaer did not soften his heart.

"Lu Ge." Deng Jiaer asked in a tone that was neither salty nor indifferent, "Do you think it will be useful if you try to persuade them to surrender now? Do you think they will listen to you if they have the will to resist until now? Advise?"

After leaving these words, Deng Jiaer ignored Lu Ge.

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

Lu Ge was the only one left, still crying silently in the tent...

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"We are so lucky." Moka leaned against a charred tree behind him and chuckled, "We were able to survive the fire last night..."

"Yes." Tohru chuckled lightly, "It's a pity - there are only 21 people as lucky as us..."

Moka, Tru, and the leader of their Helai tribe, Nalu, 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 fatigue caused by escaping from the fire last night still remained on their bodies.

Although they are still alive, they all understand that they can only live a little longer.

After setting fire to the mountain, the Britannians should also launch a general attack...

Sure enough, before everyone climbed out of the river and rested for a long time, a continuous sound of horns sounded...

Woo——! Woo——! Woo——!

Continuous sound of horns resounded around them.

The last 21 warriors struggled to get up from the ground, holding on to their already exhausted bodies.

"Are you here..." Moka stood up from the ground with a calm expression and pulled out the sword at his waist that had already made many cuts.

Everyone was the same as Moka, with no fear on their faces.

After choosing to fight to the death with the Britannias, they had expected that such a day would come, and the expressions on everyone's faces were so dull.

"children."

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

The owner of this voice was none other than Nalu, the leader of their Helai tribe, who joined them in resisting the invasion of the Britannia people and resisted to the end.

At this time, Nalu, like the soldiers around him, was disheveled, his body was covered with blood, and his face was full of fatigue.

"Is this sound familiar? We have heard it countless times in the past seven days."

"This is the horn of the Britons. Once this horn is blown, it means they are going to attack."

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

"We should have known this outcome as early as when we chose to fight to the death with the Britannias and choose to fight this war that was absolutely impossible to win, right?"

"children!"

Nalu suddenly raised his tone.

"During these seven days of fighting, you, me, and everyone acted very bravely!"

"Our ancestors and Britannia must have seen our bravery! Our tenacity! Our unyielding!"

Boom boom boom…

The sound of the Brittanians' charging footsteps could already be heard.

"We are worthy of the territory passed down to us by our ancestors!"

"We deserve the totem on our faces!"

"We are worthy of our status as warriors whose duty is to protect the tribe!"

Boom boom boom.

The Britannian's footsteps were getting closer.

"Children! Keep your chests up!"

After saying that, Nalu pulled out the sword from his waist with a "chun" sound.

"Children! Stand tall with your chests proudly!"

"Children! Even if it is the last battle! We must let the Britons see our unyielding will! See our determination to defend our homeland! Let them see our pride!"

Boom boom boom!

The footsteps of the Britannias charging were already like thunder!

The figure of the Britannia can already be vaguely seen!

"Children! Stand tall!"

After saying that, Nalu waved the sword in his hand, and the sharp tip pointed straight ahead, directly at the Britannia people who were rushing towards them from all directions and immediately rushed in front of them.

"bring it on!"

Na Lu... no, it should be said that everyone present was holding out their chests.

Everyone's eyes showed determination.

The shapes of all the people are like trees, rocks, and mountains.