Chapter 513 To Kill or Not? (Five Thousand)

"...Just like I don't know how crazy he is, he definitely doesn't know how powerful I am!"

After a pause, he laughed and shook his head, "Haha, I feel a bit boastful... but that's pretty much the truth. Just like on the battlefield, if an ordinary general doesn't know that the opponent in front of him is An Shuai or Zi Yi, he will Arrange the war in a step-by-step manner. But if he knew it, his response strategy would probably change. Most of them would just wait for help and not dare to attack. With his hands tied, he would not have much regard for the strategy he had previously set. confidence……"

"Oh, the more you talk, the more biased you are." The young leader stroked his forehead and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Zi Yi and An Shuai are destined to leave a mark in the annals of history, and their contributions will last forever for future generations to admire and praise. . Now I am naturally far away from this height, and it is not worth mentioning, but...hehe, with careless calculations, it is not a big problem to capture the people who underestimate me. "

Pointing at the chaotic mountain top where shouts of killing could be heard, he said, "Unfortunately, Master Bran underestimated me... Well, maybe it's not underestimated, I just don't care. I've been chasing people these past few days. Come down, we are in the dark, and he is in the open. He has no idea about our situation, but we generally know all kinds of information about him."

"As I said before, if he is a rational person, 90% of the time he will choose to break out of the valley. But he is obviously not. Not to mention whether the blood-sucking, skinning, etc. are real, it's just that he is fighting with us for the first time. When we met once, even though we were surrounded, he still wiped our throats, so we knew that this person was very dangerous, easy to take the wrong direction, and could not be judged by common sense."

"Besides...oh, I'm back." After a pause, the young leader turned his head and saw a dozen figures in the distance running towards this side. These are the Northern Wilderness masters who were dumped by Tang En before, and they are also members of the small caravan.

He continued, "Everyone knows that an army general must be heavily guarded. If he wants to successfully capture him, he must be surprised. Haha, this is also the reason why he went straight to the east valley mouth before. He didn't want to break out from there, he just wanted to do it. It was just a false impression to lower our vigilance. Later, when he saw Andre and other good players on our side who were deliberately sent out to pursue us, he naturally felt more at ease... Tsk, he is really a decisive person. He rushed over immediately and climbed to the top of the mountain silently. What a good method and skill!"

The young leader spoke lightly, occasionally chuckled, and showed appreciation, but his expression was generally calm. But if Evil Tang En were here, listening to his plan being deduced in a leisurely manner, and every move being completely broken down step by step, it would only be a pain in the ass...

"Captain." Having said this, Andre came running back with an ugly look on his face. Although this was a predetermined plan, no one would be in a good mood if they were thrown out of the way even though they were prepared.

Sydney, who already knew the inside story, naturally knew what was going on. She stuck out her tongue and changed the subject: "By the way, isn't there a woman from the Temple of Light? Where is she?"

The young leader glanced at Sydney with a half-smile, then shook his head slightly: "There's no news yet, well, I'm afraid something is wrong..."

"Uh..." Sydney was secretly glancing at Andre at this moment, and happened to be hit by the young leader's gaze that seemed to be able to see through his mind. She suddenly felt guilty and subconsciously asked repeatedly, "No, it's not good?"

Nodding, "The woman from the Temple of Light is very powerful, but it is obvious that she is not good at hiding. So once she appears, she must be discovered by our people. But... now, this madman in front of me has appeared early, but was kidnapped. She left but didn’t, what does that mean?”

When Sydney heard this, her delicate body suddenly trembled. She obviously swallowed her saliva and said hesitantly with a frightened face: "No, I won't really be skinned by a madman..." After all, it was because she was too scared. Unable to speak.

After spreading his hands, Tang En and Xia Wei'an had just disappeared for about half an hour. They could not be found here. Naturally, the young leader could not give any reasonable guesses. However, judging from the situation of the two men chasing each other for thousands of miles until here, the situation of the captured Xia Wei'an will naturally not be too good...

Thinking of this, the corners of Sydney's mouth twitched and she stopped asking questions.

At this time, the battle on the mountain was still continuing, but the location had changed from the top of the mountain to the mountainside, and it looked a bit messy.

Seeing this, Andre couldn't help but frown slightly. Obviously, the ambush at the top of the mountain failed to trap the opponent. But on the mountainside where there is more space to maneuver, it is undoubtedly more difficult to kill the opponent.

Of course, this is just a minor concern. In this situation, Andre didn't think it was possible for the other party to make it out of the mountain. And at this time, the surrounding tribes have arrived one after another, surrounding the place. No matter which angle you look at it, this is an out-and-out dead end.

But... "Huh." The young leader said in surprise, his smooth brows also slightly wrinkled, as if he couldn't figure it out, "It's strange. From yesterday to now, after such a long time, his fighting spirit should have dried up..."

"Maybe it's because he didn't use it enough before. He's very skilled. If there aren't many warriors blocking us here, he can solve it smoothly without fighting spirit." Andre is also a warrior. After thinking about it for a moment, he immediately gave the best solution. Reasonable explanation. Then he curled his lips and said, "But he should be at the end of his strength now and won't be able to hold on for long! Ten minutes... Well, ten minutes at most!"

The reason is this. Since the other party can do the thing of attacking the mountain, he must still have some fighting spirit. But so far in the battle, the fighting spirit is definitely not too much.

The young leader's eyebrows furrowed after hearing this, so he probably didn't fully agree with this statement. But she didn't seem to be proficient in martial arts, so she didn't say anything about it.

Five minutes... ten minutes...

Soon, as Andre's face became increasingly gloomy, the fierce battle on the mountain peak had lasted for a full quarter of an hour! And judging from the figures freely falling from the heights of the mountain from time to time, the opponent's fighting power is still strong.

"Huh...no!" Taking a deep breath, the young captain frowned and shook his head, finally beginning to doubt, "As long as this person's strength has not reached the level of air-level, his fighting spirit will never be able to last for so long...What is the problem?"

Sydney on the side didn't understand martial arts, so naturally she couldn't answer. Andre was pretty good, but he was scratching his head when he saw the situation in front of him, completely confused as to what was going on.

Of course, whether it was Andre who was proficient in martial arts and had good strength, or the young leader who was thoughtful and wise, no matter how hard they thought, they would never think that the guy who was fighting crazily in front of them was not relying on anything. It's not fighting spirit from another world, but the system blood energy that will be automatically replenished every morning!

It's not on the same level at all. How do you guess? And it's only four or five o'clock in the morning. It can be said that as long as Tang En doesn't die, they really have to wait until their blood energy is exhausted...

Smart people generally don't give up easily, and the same is true for this young group leader. From time to time he whispered to himself, guessing one possibility after another, only to be repeatedly denied, and then guessed again...

Ten minutes later, Andre was the first to give up, raised his head, punched his right fist into the air, and shouted... Amidst the sound of breaking the air, the black light on his arm suddenly erupted, wantonly and enchanting, and then slowly disappeared in the air.

After this somewhat inexplicable attack, Andre closed his eyes and seemed to be experiencing something. A few seconds later, he opened his eyes, squatted down with his head in his hands, and said with a confused expression: "This is such a lack of fighting spirit... How can this lunatic persist for so long..."

Obviously, the attack just now was caused by Andre who was puzzled and turned his suspicion to the Forbidden Valley, thinking that this special environment suddenly failed. But the result after practice is of course not the same. The Forbidden Valley is still isolated from all basic power elements, and the madman Bran is still killing vigorously.

"Ah!" She exclaimed. Sydney didn't bother to think about this issue. Of course, she was probably too lazy to think about it, so she was the only one who kept paying attention to the battle on the mountain. She pointed with her arm, "Look, he's coming out!"

The young leader and Andre looked up in shock when they heard this, only to realize that in just half an hour, the crazy Bran man had broken through the blockade of more than a thousand barbarians and was almost at the foot of the mountain. And I don’t know what means were used. Those barking barbarians on the mountainside obviously didn’t notice this, and they were still looking around like headless flies. It was really clumsy!

Snapped! Slapping his palms fiercely, Andre's face turned livid, and he stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Captain, I will bring some people to kill him right now!" Obviously, Andre still didn't believe how much fighting spirit Tang En still had in him. With the help of more than ten caravan masters here, we went in to launch the final siege!

"No, Brother Andre..." Sydney was shocked when she heard this and hurriedly tried to persuade her. The strength of this madman Bran is so terrifying, and naturally Sydney doesn't want to see her sweetheart put herself in danger.

"Stop!" With a low voice, the young leader waved his hand to stop him. Then he frowned and looked at the figure at the foot of the mountain, as if he was in a deserted place. He muttered for a few seconds, "Let's go there together."

"Uh..." Sydney was speechless. Even Andre couldn't persuade her, and now she wants to take advantage of the entire team? But before she could object, the young regiment leader walked forward and said calmly, "Since he can break down the mountain...then why not give him a chance to surrender?"

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Although the only meeting between the two parties was unfriendly, from beginning to end, the young group leader admired Tang En very much and always wanted to recruit him. Of course, this idea was not very strong until Tang En miraculously rushed to the foot of the mountain solely by relying on her personal force. She finally made up her mind to give this master Bran a chance to surrender.

There are now about five tribes of troops gathered around the mountain peak. The one on the mountain peak was originally guarding here, and the other four were transferred later. They are guarding the four directions of the mountain's southeast, northwest, and are absolutely foolproof. As for the other tribes, they still stayed on the periphery, looking for Xia Wei'an.

Tang En's breakthrough to the foot of the mountain could hide some of the barbarians on the mountain, but he certainly couldn't hide from the many eyes below. Just after the young group leader and his team arrived here, Tang En would also fight out from the southeast of the mountain peak, but he was soon forced back by another round of arrows. at this time,

"Beep……"

After several weird roars, the scene gradually returned to calm. The barbarians in the mountain peak no longer attacked, but quickly gathered and surrounded towards the southeast.

The night was still dark, but it seemed to be lighter. The bonfires are burning, and you can clearly see the black smoke rising from the mountain peaks. They should be the sparse forest trees that were ignited by the bonfires during the fierce battle.

After a while, under the protection of many barbarians, the young leader came to the position a few hundred meters away from the mountain peak, glanced at the silent foot of the mountain in front of him, and said calmly: "Hello, Bran people, welcome to the Northern Wasteland!"

After a pause, the rocks and trees at the foot of the mountain fell silent, without any response. He frowned and said, "Why, since Your Excellency is already here, are you still stingy about seeing me?"

As soon as I finished speaking, wow...

There was a moment of slight commotion among the surrounding crowd, and the sounds of gasping came one after another. It turned out that on the pile of rocks hundreds of meters away, a blood shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air. He raised his head slightly and looked around slowly. No one dared to respond to his sharp gaze, and then focused his attention on the young leader.

Needless to say, this bloody shadow was naturally Tang En. However, at this time, he no longer had the barbarian disguise and returned to dressing up in blood clothes. And it's not just his clothes. It can be said that there is no place from head to toe that is not stained with blood. He looks like a bloody man who just crawled out of the blood pool! In just a few breaths, the pile of rocks beneath him was already soaked in blood, spreading in all directions...it was filled with murderous intent and a chill!

"Hey..." The two sides were several hundred meters apart, and there was no eye contact, but Sydney still gasped and subconsciously hid behind Andre.

"Okay." The young captain was calm and composed, stroking his hands and smiling, without making any circles, and said directly, "Surrender, you can live!"

The situation in front of us is clear at a glance, and there is indeed no need to be hypocritical. If you want to live, surrender. Otherwise, it's death! As for glory, wealth, etc., they are all smart people. As long as they have a surname, they will naturally have everything.

"Hey..." With an evil smile, Tang En tilted his head and pointed the dagger at the young leader without thinking about it. Then he pulled it back and slowly passed it across his neck... Standard wipe Throat pose, just like you did before!

This result is actually unexpected. This is the evil Tang En, not the normal Tang En. If it was the real Tang En who was in such a desperate situation, his first thought would definitely be to feign surrender or something, instead of making such moves that could easily anger the opponent.

This is definitely not betrayal, betrayal, etc., or even shameless. He is not from Bran, or even from this world, so there is no such thing as a life-and-death national blood feud. It can be said that if Bran didn't have many acquaintances and friends, he would have gotten used to it. It's not surprising that Tang En actually defected to the Northern Wilderness tribe.

But unfortunately, although Xie Tang En did not consider this, Xie Ao's extreme character also prevented him from considering surrender at all. As long as you feel good about killing, why not sacrifice your life? There is a kind of open-mindedness that doesn’t feel bad for things that are not yours…

Wow...

There is no doubt that Tang En's arrogant behavior instantly aroused the overwhelming anger of countless barbarians. Originally, death was imminent. If you were given a chance to surrender, you would be lucky. It would be fine if you didn't accept it. You still dare to be so arrogant. Isn't this looking for death?

at this time,

"Kill!!!" With his arms wide open, Tang En, who was on the pile of rocks, suddenly raised his head and roared, his bloody hair flying like a demon. The noisy noise in the field was instantly suppressed and was almost inaudible.

How about a thousand people? How about ten thousand people? As long as the dagger is still trembling, as long as the blood has not flowed in, then fight to the death! square! stop!

It seemed that he also felt this crazy and decisive killing intent. The young leader did not say anything to persuade him to surrender. He shook his head slightly, with a trace of regret in his expression, and calmly waved his hand: "Let our people withdraw and force him into the mountain. Then, set fire to it." Mountain!"

Since you have decided to kill, the smaller the cost, the better. With the troops of these four tribes guarding the perimeter with bows and arrows, Tang En, whose body was already covered with injuries of all sizes, would definitely not be able to break out. So as long as the soldiers on the mountain retreat and set fire to the mountain, Tang En can be burned alive, or he can be shot to death with arrows when Tang En forces a breakout!

The reason why I didn't do this before was because the young leader really had the intention of recruiting. Secondly, he also wanted the tribe soldiers to personally kill the executioner who massacred countless of their companions, in order to satisfy their hatred. But now that each tribe is failing to live up to its expectations, no one else can blame it.

The order was given, and amidst several weird roars, the barbarian soldiers on the mountain began to evacuate in an orderly manner. Naturally, there will be no problem. Although Tang En could not be surrounded before, it is still very simple to withdraw on his own. Even if Tang En notices and pursues him, how many people can be killed?

And in fact, Tang En really has no time to care about it now, because the barbarians from the outside have already stepped forward with bows and arrows in hand, constantly using arrows to clear the way, and they can't even think about retreating to the mountain peak.

Everything seems in order! When the power of a behemoth group begins to launch with a bang, the power of a single person is indeed limited.

After observing for about ten minutes, seeing that the overall situation had been decided, the young leader and his group turned around and retreated to the rear. Then as if he remembered something, the young leader paused, turned to the tribe leader who was accompanying him and asked calmly: "Have you not found the master of the Temple of Light yet?"

The tribe leader was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then bowed with a look of shame on his face and said, "Uh... I'm looking, I'm looking."

After waving his hand, the young leader was not angry: "Forget it, we don't have time to waste here. Let the other tribes withdraw and prepare to leave the valley."

"Yes Yes……"

In the midst of the explanation, the barbarians around him began to light dead branches and other flammable objects tied to arrow branches, and the fire attack was about to begin. But just when the small caravan group was packing up their things and preparing to evacuate first. The tribe leader from before caught up with him sweating profusely.

"Huh... Sir, Sir, wait a minute... We have captured that madman, do you still want to kill him?"

"Uh..." (To be continued.)