Dark Blood Age

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Zachary's unwillingness to fight does not mean that he wants to be a traitor to the Qadans, or a slave to the Earthlings, who, of course, have no slaves there, and he hears a new term from others called "walking dogs”.

This is Earthlings' vocabulary, and he is not yet familiar with the new word, let alone know exactly what it means, so sometimes when he encounters a savage Earthlings who are very hostile to the Qadans, he can barely say what almost everyone is familiar with to remember less bitterness:

“Hello, I am your walking dog, I am your son...”

His language talent was terrible, not even as bad as the two captive subordinates, stuttering and stuttering, but he had to say that, because all captive Qadans knew that every time they heard those words, the earthlings laughed, as if they were happy, they might have been beaten to bits, and after that, they would have eased a lot.

Zachary did not want to cause trouble, let alone show up. He refused to participate in the conspiracy of some of the captives. He simply wanted to honestly be a "walking dog” to the earthlings and then wait for the earthlings to keep their promises and let him go home, even though he had no home.

Nor was he radical, propagating to the earthlings that the lands, riches and even castles of the noble lords would be distributed to them, soldiers of civilian origin, to destroy what was also a new word, which he could not understand, but he did not believe at all.

Since ancient times, it's the old master, after the nobility, the new nobility, the human world, the same old reason, how can the earth's people come and change? It's not like Earthlings have become new masters. Like now, who are you lying to?

But he dared not to say these words in his heart, but dared not to say them publicly or privately. His two subordinate samurai, also of extremely low status civilian origin, were recently fascinated by the seductive words of the Earthlings and were convinced that his eyes were wrong last night.

After all, before he was captured in the Palace of the Earthlings, he was only one step away from the true nobility, an officer, half noble, according to the Earthlings, their “enemy”...

Fortunately, he didn't have a seal and a castle to divide the two subordinates, so he wasn't too worried, but for the sake of safety, he decided to ask the exact story of the Earthlings, so he had to figure it out, see if he belonged to an exterminated object?

The huge scar on his face sewn around his neck makes Zachary look naughty and vicious. Thanks to this, he is one of the few people in captivity who is not often bullied by the Earthlings, who are often unconsciously distant from him unless he meets several Earthlings looking for him, who instead get pulled out and beaten up.

It is precisely because of this that he is quite free to go to the front door and look at the battlefield in front of him.

The Earth's army is attacking Lord Bass's castle, a 300-year-old banquet castle full of beautiful gardens that Zachary has never been able to see in his entire life, now even more impossible, always a lifetime of regret.

The castle caught fire, but their captives were temporarily useless, as they were asked to continue to lead the way back, without fear of being used as cannon ashes to attack the castle for the time being.

To find two subordinates to find out more about the "extermination”, Zachary had to bypass the middle of the camp and go to the camp on the other side, where the Qadans, who performed well and were willing to cooperate with the Earthlings, were said to be receiving training.

Zachary was not disgusted with the Earthlings in that camp, but rather had some good feelings. The last time he was dragged behind a self-walking car by more than a dozen Earthlings, he almost died, or did the people in there come out and save his life?

At the entrance of the camp, he took another look at the castle of Master Bas, which had not resisted or surrendered from the outset, where the smoke and the fire swept, sometimes with a loud roar, sometimes screaming, not knowing whether the attack had been fought or not, in short, a strange war.

“Should be negotiating, Master Bass is a smart man who always sells a good price...”

Zachary muttered and turned around, peeking at the inept Earthlings soldiers at the door, hesitating to use any excuse to get out. At this point, he heard the noise of chaos coming from the Earthlings camp in the middle, and the smoke rolled.

The defenceless guards immediately awoke, looked out toward the central battalion and looked vigilantly at the Qadan prison camp, making them look very nervous.

Zachary's heart was disappointed for a while and seemed unable to get to the other side of the camp. He had to hurry back and stand here and if considered an escape attempt, he would be killed on the spot.

He prayed that the chaos would subside as soon as possible, otherwise he did not know what would happen, especially since they, the Qadans, were the object of the Earth's exhalation, for a long time, and that no emotionally excited Earthlings in the chaos would be allowed to capture the people killed in the camps.

Unfortunately, against my will, the chaos lasted an entire afternoon, and the armies of the Earthlings withdrew from Lord Bass's castle, tidying up a little bit in the central battalion without rest.

Zakriti waited with courage for an afternoon and felt that something was wrong. He had been an ordinary soldier and had been an officer for some time. He could feel that something must have happened to the Earthlings, but he did not dare to ask.

Around nightfall, the restless Zachary finally received the first news that the Army of the Earthlings was about to return, and that their Qadan captives would be collectively executed beneath the castle to deter Lord Bas, who would never surrender easily.

Despite unconfirmed trail news, Zachary believed, because it was in keeping with the custom of the world that Qadans and Haitians had fought in the past, killing prisoners who could not be taken away.

At night, the prison camp was beset by a great panic, and more and more people knew they were going to be executed, and for the fate of the impending death, many people had broken their minds one after the other, even struggling in Sri, and there were conspirators preparing for the final struggle, the chaos in the camp.

Zachary was a man who had escaped several times in death and would not collapse easily. He carefully hid in a safe corner from being accidentally killed by other companions in the collapse for the first time. He thought or might have escaped in chaos. After all, the earthlings were also confused and unlikely to clean up the slaughterhouse after killing prisoners. They had no time.

Little over time, the conspirators began to prepare to start, and no new news was coming from the Earthlings, but no automatic artillery train of that kind was seen crushing over them until, in the middle of the night, several conspirators were killed and two of Zachary's subordinates suddenly returned to the prison camp, one of whom quickly found him.

“Chief, don't hide. Come with me! ”

This subordinate, Slick, is very talented in language, and on the battlefield of the second siege of the Palace of the Earth, he understood the screams of the earthlings riding on the flying demons before they died.

Zachary had always taken care of him, and on him, Zachary could see his original shadow, so even though the Earthlings had been seducing them, Slick was nice to him, unlike another subordinate.

When we were hiding in the Earthlings' Palace, in that little crevice, Zachary did want to preserve Slick, and pushing the other subordinate out was simply not enough to hide the crevice of the three.

If we don't push them out, all three of them will be discovered, with the anger of the Earthlings at the time, and if they do, they will surely be executed, and Zachary thinks he did it right.

Fortunately, they encountered a child of Earthlings and were fortunate enough to encounter something in the Earthlings' Palace to escape the initial crisis. They were not searched out until the releases of the Earth's personality killings had passed, and they were given the opportunity to surrender.

But the resentment was probably buried in the heart of the subordinate since then.

Zachary climbed out of the corner, straightened his body, glanced out, in fact he couldn't see anything, and lowered his voice: “Slick, what's going on? ”

The subordinate shook his head and lowered his voice: “I don't know, but I heard a conversation between the Earthlings, and it could have been something big going on at their palace, and now I'm going back. ”

“Return?” Zachary almost woke up surprised. He already had a great fear of the place, preferring to stay in hiding rather than go back to the grave of the dead.

The subordinate nodded with a slight anxiety: “Sergeant, don't talk so much, let's go, I will take you to meet a man on earth, I have reported your legend to her, she is interested in you, maybe give you a chance to reorient the army? ”

Zachary was shocked and slowed down for a while and looked at Slick complainingly: "How did you get that out? What should I do..."

Slick grabbed Zachary's sleeve and walked out to persuade him: "Chief, what more can you rely on? You are the target of extermination! ”

Zachary panicked again and dared not resist. Leaving Slick to walk with a sickness, the corner of his mouth said ambiguously: I am truly the object of annihilation...

A middle-aged woman with a mirror in her hand frowned and contemplated, looking up at Zachary, who had been dragged from afar.

Follow her and come out with a slightly smiling armored Qadan, a nobleman known by Zachary as Lord Bass, who finally sold a good price.

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“Shameless, despicable, rogue! ”

In the other direction, a middle-aged man hit the walls of the city that had just been attacked with a fist, and the sturdy stone broke several deep trenches to show the fist owner's anger at this moment.

“Boss, we can't go on like this. We should have plans, we should have actions!” A middle-aged man behind him, wearing a crooked tie, responded with resentment.

The man known as BOSS was Andrew, who had been in trouble lately, at a time when he was thinner than he had been before the Second Starship War, with his eyes in his eyelids, red and red.

He glanced at his side angrily, and the guy wouldn't make any useful suggestions at all, except he would say, "We can't go on like this” and “I have to do something about it." Everything was up to him.

“Get ready to go back...”

Watching Chris march far away, Andrew helplessly said that he was really a little envious of Chris' talent, and there was simply no one around him who could come up with an idea.

But it was these people who couldn't get to the stage who supported him, who were loyal to him, who couldn't learn Chris until today, and his roots were these lowest.

“It's a conspiracy!” The warrior, who existed like a dog head under his command, had no sense of the boss's resentment and continued to curse with hatred.

Andrew bites his teeth, squeezes his fist tightly, and his heart is filled with grievances and resentment!

Yes, it must be a conspiracy, and the goddamn pull must have secretly made a secret agreement with the hypocritical real gangster Chris, who secretly gave Chris the keys while they were on the mainland, creating the truth!

“I will never admit it! In this despicable way, you are not worthy to be the leader of mankind!” Andrew looked at the dark sky, angry and resentful towards the starship: “Why won't you admit me because I'm from? ”

In his eyes, as if that dark figure had appeared, the pair seemed to have only cold eyes for ever, and the pair had never looked at him with even a glance of blood, ruthless eyes, that was the man, who frightened him and made him resentful.

“No, not all of them. You guard my main battalion. I'll take the first battalion back! ”

Andrew is soberly aware of the gaps and advantages between himself and those leaders. He is useless. He himself is the greatest force in his power, so don't go back too much. Otherwise, the home battalion will be his fundamental, not to lose, and not to start over.

He used to have nothing anyway.

Under the night, he did not notice that in his home camp, among the Earthlings who had been rescued by him from the opposite race, a little boy, whose fingers had slightly moved, was almost no different than the body, in order to gain their support in the future.

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“We need to negotiate with the Kadan royal family! ”

“Resolve the matter here as soon as possible and then set sail back to the Holy Land. ”

“Better get the support of the Royal Qadan family, we need mercenaries, lots of mercenaries! ”

“Yes, we analyze the Internal Strategy Group that we need strength to start a civil war soon within us! ”

“Consideration could be given to preserving the treatment of the Royal Qadan people, guaranteeing their safety and acquitting them. ”

“I agree, but they must launch armies as our mercenaries. ”

“I agree. ”

“I agree. ”

“Objection.”

“Agree!”

“Agree.”

……

Chris looked at the document in his hand, a string of consenting signatures, red as blood, as if he could still hear the bloodstains behind the countless curses and awesomeness of mankind before death, yet he had to bring up the pen, after these curses and awesome signatures, heavily signed his name, the resolution came into effect immediately, the Royal Qadan surrendered...

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In the early morning of the second day, in all directions within a thousand miles of the starship, a channel of smoke and dust rose and countless runs rushed to accelerate the return, converging simultaneously to a point.

Behind them, the vast majority followed the foreign armies, speed was pushed to the limit, those more or less hidden strengths were taken out, resources were not hidden, they were all used, and they rushed to that point at all costs.

In the dust, people keep running out of gas, people keep falling off the team, and people keep falling down and can never get up again, but the speed of the dust in the sky is still trying to accelerate, madness cannot be suppressed.

One step early, perhaps standing to call the king, one step late, with great skill, perhaps you can only look to the king to sigh!

This is the most critical moment for all, all earthlings!

All forces, within a day, use all kinds of limiting ways, turning back a thousand miles!

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