Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 503 The Lighthouse of Capital is Shining
For Yan Xu, these warriors of the old era need to be cleared out, but their descendants who grow up will be the warriors of the new era, firmly branded with the mark of the Zhuxing family, loyal to him, devoting themselves to him, fighting for him, and sacrificing their faith and lives for generations. Even if they die, the Wanhun Banner will help them. Even their bodies can be buried in an extremely dark place to bask in the moonlight for 9981 days. When the time is right, they will become another group of old employees.

The best part is that neither ghost warriors nor zombies need wages, treatment, or rest. They don't even care about the working environment, and they won't complain. They just burn some incense during the day and work outdoors at night, basking in the moonlight. They can work for hundreds or even thousands of years. It's perfect.

As long as he imagined this scene, Yan Xu's capital soul began to burn, and the street lights behind him showed signs of turning into lighthouses, because ordinary street lights were no longer worthy of him.

From now on, businessmen can worship the God of Wealth, and capitalists can worship him, because he has the qualifications.

Yan Xu just stood there, as if there was a lighthouse shining behind him.

Although self-destruction is cruel, it is very efficient. Soon the dwarf monsters began to become thinner and naturally could no longer pose a threat to the dwarves.

Witnessing this tragic scene, the restless dwarves rushed into the forest as fast as they could.

The dwarves, who have always fought tough battles, have never been bystanders watching others fight for their lives, with their hearts filled with anxiety, condemnation, and admiration.

"It seems that the Great Snake Mercenary Group needs to rest for a while." Yan Xu turned and said to the silver-haired princess and the dwarf officer.

"Leave it to us from now on." The silver-haired princess picked up the silver-winged battle axe, held it on her shoulder with great momentum, and said firmly.

"Your performance has given me a new evaluation of humans. On behalf of Dwarf Hill City, I will give the Big Snake Mercenary Group extra rewards. This is what you deserve." The dwarf officer said with a complicated expression.

This dwarf officer has lived for a long time and has experienced cooperation with humans, but the results can only be described in words.

So from then on, he always looked down on humans, but today he had to give a new evaluation, maybe humans are not all that bad.

If Yan Xu could hear his inner voice, he would definitely say that you are using your skills in the wrong place.

Not long after the Silver-haired Princess and the dwarf army entered the forest, Fu Ji also came with a report on casualties.

"Oh, the casualties are less than I thought. It seems that the self-destruction is effective." Yan Xu glanced at the casualty figures and said calmly.

"Homemade vests can be popularized in the military. The warriors strongly demand that all personnel be equipped with them." Fu Ji's tone was equally flat. In their eyes, the so-called casualties were just a set of numbers, the only difference was the size of the values.

"No, this will easily cause a chain explosion. Let them draw lots, and those who draw the lots will form a suicide squad. This will encourage them to fight to their death bravely." Yan Xu really doesn't intend to be a human being anymore, and he also plans to use hunger marketing in this regard.

Fu Ji felt that such a death was too easy for them, because in the Warring States Period, there were many warriors who died for two rice balls. He had seen a warrior whose belly was cut open looking at the rice grains falling out of his stomach with regret, and finally stuffing the rice covered with dirt back into his stomach, because this was what he had exchanged his life for.

The benefits of dying for the Moroboshi family are something they cannot get even after fighting for generations. Otherwise, the samurai are not fools and would rush to die. It is because the Moroboshi family offers too much. "Two hundred and eighty-four people died in the battle, and three hundred and seventy-two were injured. More than half of the casualties were caused. Let them transport the bodies back to Japan, and then reward them according to their merits." Yan Xu ordered.

"My lord, I'm afraid that those who are still alive don't want to go back." Fu Ji said. You know, those warriors have finally managed to get the chance to go to another world to fight. As long as they die here, it would be a huge profit. Why would they be willing to go back alive?

"We have to let them go back alive. It's not that easy to die. Let the second team take over." Yan Xu said with a sneer.

Yan Xu's goal was to consume these warriors of the old times in the other world, but killing them all was too deliberate, and the effect would not be the best.

After these people return, those who died in battle will receive generous rewards and treatment. Their bodies will be buried in cemeteries that are maintained and worshipped by special people. Their descendants will inherit the name of samurai, and their families will receive tax-free farmland. These are often out of reach for ordinary people. Even if the samurai does not die for several generations, it is impossible to obtain these. It is not easy to cross the class level by fighting to the death.

The dead in battle are treated generously. In comparison, the living can get a lot of bounties and samurai titles, but people's words are scary. Others are dead, but you are still alive. This is the problem. So what awaits them is not praise, but criticism of being afraid of death. Even if they return home, they will not be welcomed and comforted, but strange looks that hide something, because this is the typical island nation thinking.

The islanders are extreme and sensitive, so how could they possibly stand this kind of treatment? The Moroboshi family preaches that suicide is a cowardly act, so they either fight desperately for a second chance to enter the other world to fight, or they can only survive with shame and place their hopes on the next generation.

Yan Xu could even guess how they educated their descendants. It must be that they wanted the Zhuxing family to be careful when going to war, never hesitate, and seize the opportunity to die in battle, and never bear the shame for the rest of their lives like their father.

Soldiers who grew up in such an environment and family are definitely good seeds of fearlessness and bravery, enough to motivate everyone to rush to die.

Thinking of this, Yan Xu couldn't help but sigh that he had really changed. This lighthouse would not be worthy of being hung up by him if it wasn't inlaid with diamonds.

In addition, Yan Xu has now figured out the upper limit of the tolerance of the world consciousness. No matter how many people go out, the number of people coming in each day cannot exceed five hundred, and the total number cannot exceed one thousand.

Although the gate was a bit narrow, Yan Xu believed that as long as he persisted in going in and out repeatedly, the world consciousness would get used to it sooner or later and be more lenient with his actions that were not too excessive. It would not be impossible for him to go through the back door at that time.

After the troops were replenished, Yan Xu had no intention of staying outside. He led his troops directly into the forest to chase the dwarf army that had left a day earlier.

Through the description of the Silver-haired Princess and the dwarf, the so-called Mother Tree of Desire gave him a feeling of a biological arsenal, which is a good thing.

And that black dragon had probably been tied up and imprisoned by the Mother Tree of Desire long ago, becoming a living source of extracting essence to cultivate various dragon-blood beasts. This is how the dragon-blood beasts of all sizes that can be seen everywhere in the forest came about.

These are all good things, we can't let the dwarves burn them all.

In fact, Yan Xu doesn't need to be anxious, because the dwarf army has not yet broken through the interception of monsters and reached the swamp.

(End of this chapter)