The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 182 Cleaning up the battlefield
Seeing that he had attracted everyone's attention, Feng Yu lowered his gun and shouted, "Look at your appearance, are you still a soldier?

I'll give you half a minute to get your weapons ready. If anyone is still standing there empty-handed after half a minute, I'll make sure he never picks up a weapon again in his life.

Now, start moving, hurry up, assemble."

After another round of chaos, the team gathered together.

"This is the first actual combat, I don't want to say anything, next time if this happens, you can get out of here.

There were 1.5 million elves, and nearly 500,000 of them died in the Elf Forest. I don’t know if you still remember this number, and I don’t know if this number includes your relatives and friends.

Are you doing well enough for them with your current performance?

And you, the halflings and dwarves who were driven out of your homes, don't forget the shame of your race.

Behind me is the battlefield, where there is a group of enemies who have been knocked dizzy and even covered in blood by our artillery.

The enemy is the enemy, and as long as they do not lay down their weapons, they can threaten your lives.

I've trained you for such a long time, including cleaning up the battlefield. I won't say any more. If you're still injured or killed when facing a group of enemies that have suffered heavy casualties and are in complete disarray, don't blame me. Just blame humans for not hurting you enough.

Now, I order, clean up the battlefield.

Principle: Those who surrender will not be killed, and those who refuse to lay down their weapons will be shot on the spot. Action begins! "

Just as the soldiers started running, an armed steamship came over with white smoke coming out and headed south along the river.

Bori was helped up by Marshall who ran back. His face was a little pale, and it was not known whether it was because of fright or the shock wave.

After calming down, Bo Rui said to Feng Yu who had jumped down, "Is it...over?"

Feng Yu nodded: "It's almost over."

Bo Rui murmured, "Thirty thousand people, just gone like that?"

"That's not the case. Many of them were knocked unconscious by the shock wave, and some were probably frightened silly."

Bori nodded slowly. All their friendly troops were terrified, not to mention the enemy troops in the center of the artillery fire.

"Too... too..." Bo Rui muttered "too" for a long time but couldn't say anything.

Feng Yu said: "Too cruel? Too bloody?"

Seeing Bori in silence, Feng Yu felt a little fed up. It was not accidental that these minority races were bullied. These guys were too kind. Even the dwarves who had relatively bad tempers were like this, not to mention the halflings and elves.

"I don't mean anything else, I'm just a little... shocked. Really, I never thought that war would be like this before. Even when I saw your new weapons in action, I never dared to imagine such a war.

An army of more than 30,000 people was wiped out by a barrage of bullets. Even if there are still some left, they may not have the will to resist. "

Feng Yu looked at the future dwarf king and said, "What's there to imagine about war? All we need to do is to destroy as many enemies as possible while preserving our own manpower to the greatest extent possible.

As for whether it was bloody and violent, I think only those tribesmen who were killed by humans are qualified to judge."

Borri sighed and said, "Yes, only they are qualified to judge. Especially the elves. One third of the population was left in the Elf Forest and they are in a state of despair."

Feng Yu pointed at a few elven riflemen who were leaning on their rifles and retching in the distance and said, "Even if we lost one-third of our troops, we still couldn't awaken the blood of these elves."

Anthony had already flown over at this moment. After hearing Feng Yu's words, he said coldly, "They are still children who have never been to the battlefield."

Feng Yu turned around suddenly and found that old man Anthony was already behind him, and he immediately felt embarrassed.

"That's right, that's right. I'll go over and give them some advice."

After Feng Yu finished speaking, he left Bo Rui behind and ran away.

Grandson-in-law, it’s so difficult!
Bo Rui: “…”

Bori didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment, because he didn't know there was such a word as "funny".

At this moment, Feng Yu didn't know how to describe his feelings. To be frank, he was just a young man living in a safe iron wall built by the powerful Chinese civilization. Although he thought he was somewhat remarkable, he had never seen such a tragic battlefield.

In particular, this battlefield was created by him.

Although they had fought against Cyclops once before, there were only two or three hundred of them, and they were uncivilized and savage creatures left over from another dimension.

But on the battlefield before us, there are humans who are also intelligent beings.

The smoke from unidentified burning objects, the twisted weapons and armor, the inexplicable smell, everything was so unacceptable and disgusting.

Feng Yu suppressed the discomfort in his heart and the boiling gastric juice, tightly grasped the demon hunting rifle in his hand, and his legs felt a little weak as he walked on the battlefield.

Faint cheers could be heard from the Pupu City camp in the distance. The three tribes on the high hill were waving their hands, shouting and jumping. Some people wanted to go forward to observe, but were stopped by the soldiers.

The battlefield is still not safe. There are less than two thousand soldiers cleaning up the battlefield, and the number of human mercenaries who may have survived by chance may be more than five thousand. There are several times more enemies still on the battlefield.

Feng Yu didn't know whether human will was strong, and neither did Bori, so Bori asked Marshall to stop the crowd that wanted to move forward. It was probably for safety reasons, or it might be to keep these simple workers and farmers away from the cruel war.

He knocked down a human warrior who tried to fumble for a weapon with the butt of his rifle, and shouted, "Knock down the dishonest ones with the butt of the rifle, and tell them to stay away from weapons, take off their armor, and squat along the river bank.

Hurry up, kill those who refuse to surrender on the spot, don't fight them at close range."

The battlefield was too large. In the distance, where the soldiers had not yet reached, some surviving mercenaries had already climbed up. Some picked up their weapons again, while others stood there blankly, looking at the devastated battlefield.

I don't know which mercenary realized the situation, but the escape began. The mercenaries ran back along the route they had attacked, as if they had released all their strength. They ran so hard, like springboks being chased by cheetahs.

Although some human mercenaries within the shooting distance of the camp soldiers began to flee, the soldiers in the camp did not attack them, and Feng Yu did not shout out.

It was time to give these young soldiers from the three tribes some time to adapt. Feng Yu knew that too much bloody killing might cause counterproductive effects, so he just watched the soldiers clean up the battlefield in silence without saying anything.

(End of this chapter)