1417 Promise Not to Kill You

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"Are you really going to do this?" A female disciple of the Nine Serenities Sect dressed in black looked at her fellow senior sister beside her with some embarrassment, her face blushing.

She felt that what she was about to do was simply too shameful, so she looked at the senior sister on the side with embarrassment, hoping that the other party could help her.

Unexpectedly, the amiable and amiable senior sister in the past did not help this time, but continued to encourage: "You just go! Anyway, it will be my turn next time... No one can escape!"

"My good sister... Please, please help me... I, I don't dare!" Opening her mouth and pondering for a while, the female swordsman, who still felt extremely ashamed, gave up struggling again. begged.

The older female swordsman whose arm was held by her also showed bitterness, and explained: "My good sister... my sister can't help you with this... my sister... my sister is also sorry."

"Please... this time, you have to help me no matter what!" The female swordsman called sister still begged bitterly.

The female swordsman called elder sister looked helpless: "Silly sister, I helped you, who will help me..."

After pushing and shoving again, the female swordsman, who knew she couldn't push her away, finally appointed her, and picked up the big white horn beside her.

Following the appearance of the soldier of the Alan Hill Empire before, she pressed a red switch on it, and then aimed the big white horn at her mouth.

"..." After being silent for a long time, she finally plucked up the courage and shouted loudly: "On the other side...on the other side, fellow Taoists! Put you down, your weapons...Two, hands up, hold up... Go, come out, surrender, surrender! Resistance...resistance is futile!"

The face of the senior sister beside her also turned red, because the young and charming voice of this little junior sister was magnified countless times by the white magic weapon in front of her, and it echoed over the entire battlefield like this.

This is really a shameful thing, she really can't imagine how embarrassing she would be if her voice was amplified like this.

However, she still made a good gesture to the junior sister beside her, and lowered her voice to encourage the other party: "Very, very good...Go on, keep going..."

After uttering this unconscionable compliment, she wished she could bury her face in her chest.

And the little junior sister who had already broken the can, closed her eyes and decided to carry out this shameful thing to the end: "I, I am Jiuyou, the swordsman of Jiuyou sect...surrender! We have... Food... Yes, there are medicines to heal, heal wounds... Surrender, we will not kill prisoners... captives..."

Her slightly immature and extremely shy voice echoed over the battlefield, echoing in a bald and sick forest.

Leaning behind the trunk of a dead tree, a male swordsman from the Heavenly Sword Sect poked his head out with some excitement.

At this moment, he could hear clearly that there was a very gentle female voice on the opposite side, who was shouting greenly: "As long as you raise the white flag and surrender with your hands high, we promise to treat the prisoners preferentially and not harm your lives!"

The voice became smoother and more fluent, and the shyness before has gradually become the tenderness and sweetness of the present.

He was chased all the way here, and saw with his own eyes many fellow disciples who had lost their lives. He didn't want to die meaninglessly in such an unknown place, so he really wanted to go out and raise his hands.

There are many people who have the same idea as him. After all, the remnants and defeated generals who have exhausted their strength all the way to escape here really have very little willpower left to continue resisting.

"It's the people from the Nine Nether Sect...they, they are making a promise, they promise not to kill us." A wounded swordsman pushed aside the dead bushes in front of him, and looked curiously at the empty battlefield.

Outside the bald forest where they were hiding, the tanks of the Irish Empire had already driven up the hillside, and densely packed puppets were also waiting for the order to attack.

With just one order, the puppet army that has captured almost all the outer positions of Hammerfall Mountain can enter this dead forest and kill all the remnants and defeated generals inside.

At such a time, being able to hear the familiar voice of the Nine Nether Sect is undoubtedly a kind of comfort to the defeated soldiers of the Heavenly Sword Sect who are about to collapse.

The girl's voice was warm and seemed to melt the cold hearts of many people. The Jiuyou Sect still has some reputation among the grassroots disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect. At least the other party will not kill randomly, this is still guaranteed.

Since people from the Jiuyou Sect came to persuade them to surrender, they would probably not lose their lives if they surrendered—the hopeless swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword God Sect seemed to see a ray of hope at this moment.

"Anyway, the sect also abandoned us, let's surrender!" A swordsman finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said his thoughts: "If you are willing to stay and fight, stay, don't stop us from surrendering!"

"Yes! You are willing to die, but we are not! Don't stop us from asking for a way out!" Another swordsman stood up and said.

The emotion of surrender is sometimes contagious, or in such cases it spreads very quickly.

In the forest, more and more swordsmen from the Heavenly Sword Sect decided to surrender, and then they put their flying swords back into their scabbards, raised their hands and walked slowly to the edge of the forest.

Just when they were worried that their fellow disciples on the main peak of Hammerfall Mountain would riot violently because of their surrender behind them, one of them suddenly exclaimed: "Look! Look over there!"

Following his shout, the defeated generals of the Heavenly Sword Sect who had just walked to the edge of the forest looked back, and saw a white flag erected on the main peak position obliquely behind them...

"I X..." In the forest, Lao Jian retreated into the forest with the defeated soldiers, and Lao Jian, who was still negotiating with the defenders of the main peak just now, uttered a dirty word: "Didn't these bastards not let us retreat just now... ...they were fine and surrendered directly?"

He wanted to join forces before, but the other party rejected it simply, full of orders from the sect, and every sentence was determined to fight to the end. What now? Where are their faces? The old swordsman really wanted to ask these bastards: "Where is that bastard who shouted just now? Stand up for me! I promise not to kill you!"

"It's really... simply." The other swordsman next to the old swordsman was full of admiration and envy: "If we had surrendered early, we wouldn't have been beaten...so badly..."