Since ancient times, the combat effectiveness of the captured rebels has been extremely strong. They have a deep understanding of the original troops, and their weaknesses can be said to be insightful.

What's more, no matter what troops or forces, the punishment of the traitors is several times stronger than that of the enemy. As long as they don't want to experience the unbelievable terror, they have to fight with all their strength!

Wang Mang thought for a moment and explained to Bai Jue around him, "Bai Jue, you should do a good job in the ideological work of these prisoners. Now that they are prisoners, they will become traitors.

once they are caught by the original cultivation forces, there will be absolutely no good fruit for them to eat. I believe that they must be clear about this,

you can talk to them again, latent Let them magnify this kind of emotion and don't take chances! "

Bai Jue stroked his glasses coldly, narrowed his eyes and nodded, "don't worry, master, this kind of thing is up to me. I'll let go of the fight maid regiment these two days.

within a week, I promise to wash their brains thoroughly!" Then Bai Jue's expressionless face also showed a strange smile.

Wang Mang looked at him and suddenly laughed, "I almost forgot that this is your old business, OK! I'll see results in a week

After Wang Mang finished, he explained a few words to the senior cadres of several insect groups around him, and asked them to search for lengjing falling outside the north city. In a few days, he would also ask xuanhu to launch the herd to search for lengjing.

....

when the news of the great victory in the battlefield of Gushan city was passed from the stone tablet to each gathering place, the city where the practitioners in the hinterland of the Central Plains built a strange castle was also ablaze with flames,

the cries for help, the cries of fire, the crackling of burning houses all gathered together,

the flames of the sky almost filled nearly half of the city There are at least hundreds of people in the big city who are choked by the fierce smoke and fainted on the streets of the houses. As for the fire, I don't know how many people were killed.

The culprit is squatting in a dark, airtight Castle room,

he is wearing a loose robe of a practitioner, and there is no emotion on an ordinary face. He gently pushes the only window of the room, opens a gap, looks out of the room, and then closes the window.

In the room, practitioners in dark purple and light blue squint and squat in the corner with haze on their faces,

they, ordinary or handsome, unconsciously show a cold evil spirit. They squat by the window, and the practitioners with a public face look at the people and smile darkly,

"this action is quite successful, although there are few practitioners We have practiced the spiritual secret method, but the number of people is too small. It has nothing to do with the overall situation. Our disturbing action is overwhelming. We have a good journey, ha ha

His smile is strange, and it doesn't sound like a human voice at all.

his eyes turn to a big and powerful cultivator, and the hoarse voice of his throat is like an old crow: "the disturbing action is so successful, is the dark road still smooth?"

The most burly cultivator met his eyes, with a grim smile on his face, "master ice ghost, everything is going well in the dark road, and 2000 people have been successfully transported away! Absolutely over fulfilled the task