Xu Jun frowned, looked intently, and saw that the people being escorted opposite did indeed resemble his compatriots.
At this moment, the person who had led Xu Jun stepped forward and whispered, "They are indeed Dashia people who were forced by the Indians to help hunt."
Just then, the dark-skinned man spoke again threateningly, "You want to save them, don't you? As long as you lay down your weapons and surrender, and help us capture Deman City for us, I will let them go."
Xu Jun sneered, "Do you take us for three-year-old children?"
The dark-skinned man said fiercely, "Believe it or not, I'll give you five seconds to consider. If you don't agree, I'll kill one person every five seconds."
"Five.... four..... three..... two..... one."
The dark-skinned man immediately swung his knife and decapitated a Dashia person.
Those Dashia people immediately panicked, "Morris, we have surrendered to you, you can't kill us."
"Blame your compatriots," Morris sneered, "They are the ones who disregarded your lives."
"Time's up." He swung his knife again and decapitated another Dashia person.
Under the threat of death, these Dashia people began to cry out to Xu Jun:
"Compatriots on the other side, just surrender. Otherwise, we won't live, and you won't escape."
"As long as you surrender, these Indians definitely won't kill you. Look, we've been living well."
"Where there's life, there's hope. Just surrender."
Xu Jun's face was as dark as if water could drip from it, but he remained silent.
"How ridiculous," Morris mocked. "Doesn't your Dashia country claim to be a benevolent land?
You watch your compatriots die before your eyes, yet you remain unmoved.
Truly stone-hearted!"
With that, he swung his knife again, killing another Dashia person.
Xu Jun said fiercely, "You cunning and shameless scoundrel, come at us if you dare."
Morris then killed several more people. Seeing that he could not threaten Xu Jun, he grabbed a female evolutionist from the group of captives.
He tore her shirt, and sneered, "Let me give them a live demonstration of our techniques. I don't believe they're truly unmoved."
His subordinates also grabbed Dashia women and prepared to assault them with lecherous grins.
"What should we do, Commander?" asked the deputy commander with a mustache, his eyes burning with rage.
"Attack! Kill these scum."
Xu Jun roared and charged forward first.
A Dashia person whose neck was held by a knife by Morris's subordinate also shouted, "Let's fight them to the death! We'll still die if we cower, so we might as well die spectacularly."
With that, his body erupted in a ball of orange flames, and he turned to pounce on the Indian beside him.
The others, ignoring the swords at their throats, unleashed their strongest moves and attacked the Indians beside them.
Among these captured Dashia people, only a handful managed to kill the Indians beside them; the rest were quickly throat-slashed and met their demise.
Seeing Xu Jun charging aggressively, Morris, terrified, quickly retreated into the crowd.
The Dragon Tiger Battle Group, filled with pent-up rage, attacked with extraordinary ferocity.
Heads flew into the air, and blood splattered outwards.
There were Indian heads and Dashia heads.
The grizzled man saw that Morris had not only failed to capture Xu Jun but had instead provoked a fierce attack. Enraged, he beheaded Morris with a single sword strike.
After Xu Jun led his subordinates to kill all of Morris's hundreds of men, they also lost over a hundred people.
Furthermore, they were now in a chaotic battle with the grizzled man's men, and casualties were mounting.
More than ten minutes later.
Only Xu Jun and his deputy commander, the mustached man, both at the Silver realm, remained in the Dragon Tiger Battle Group.
However, both of them were heavily wounded and exhausted, and it was unlikely they could hold on much longer.
Although the Dragon Tiger Battle Group was almost annihilated, the grizzled man showed no joy.
This was because his own forces had also suffered over two thousand casualties.
The grizzled man's heart ached as if it were bleeding. He roared, "Capture him alive! I want to send him back to Aya City.
Let the Divine Servant help me refine him into a puppet, to be forever under my command."
Xu Jun and the mustached man killed another twenty to thirty people before finally succumbing to exhaustion and being captured.
The grizzled man stepped forward, his face contorted with malice, and said, "Vile fellow, I will make you suffer all sorts of torture and live a life as humble as a dog under my shadow."
With that, he severed Xu Jun's Achilles tendons with a knife.
Xu Jun, gasping for breath, cursed, "You goddamn Indians! Lord Qin will soon send you down to accompany Master Xu."
"Hmph, what bullshit Lord? If he dares to show himself before me, I will make him witness the might of our Indians."
The grizzled man then severed the remaining tendons in Xu Jun's feet and hands, and kicked Xu Jun into unconsciousness.
He then turned and instructed, "Roy, take a squad and escort him back to Aya City. Hand him over to the Divine Servant. Let the Divine Servant help refine him into a puppet."
Roy pointed at the mustached man lying on the ground and asked, "What about him?"
"Kill him," the grizzled man said irritably. "Do you think the Divine Servant will refine puppets for just anyone?"
If he hadn't harbored such deep hatred for Xu Jun, he wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to ask the Divine Servant to refine Xu Jun into a puppet.
After Roy killed the mustached man with a sword, he threw Xu Jun onto the back of a shadow leopard and led his men back towards Aya City.
At this moment, reinforcements for the grizzled man finally arrived. The leader, furious, reprimanded the grizzled man before leading his men back towards the border.
The grizzled man ordered his troops to rest temporarily, treat the wounded, and clear the battlefield.
Qin Shilei was currently flying rapidly through the air on Xiao Qiang.
Originally, it should not have taken him half an hour to travel from Hope City to the town Xu Jun had mentioned.
However, without precise satellite navigation, he had deviated from his course several times.
He had circled around before finally finding the town.
But by this time, the town was deserted.
"Xiao Qiang, fly up and see if there's anything nearby."
Qin Shilei had Xiao Qiang fly up into the air again.
Soon, he spotted the grizzled man's large group and the numerous bodies of Dashia people on the ground.
"Fly down." Qin Shilei, suppressing the rage in his heart, instructed Xiao Qiang to land.
"Whoosh!" Xiao Qiang nosedived, knocking over more than ten people, and landed on the ground.
The grizzled man roared, "Who are you? Why did you let your pet kill my subordinates?"
Qin Shilei scanned the surroundings and quickly found a familiar figure.
The mustached man, Xu Jun's deputy commander. He lay on the ground, pierced by dozens of knives, his eyes wide with unfulfilled hatred.
Qin Shilei's gaze swept over the corpses on the ground. Although he couldn't find Xu Jun's body, the sight of one Eastern-faced corpse after another ignited his fury.
"You all deserve to die, and you will be buried with my subordinates!"
The grizzled man's face darkened. He turned and ordered one of his men, "Quickly send someone to scout and see where his helpers are!"
Qin Shilei said coldly, "No need to look. Killing you is enough for me alone!"
"Hahahaha!" The grizzled man laughed heartily. "You alone want to avenge them?
I think you've gone mad. We have nearly three thousand men. Even if we stand here and do nothing, can you kill us all?
Brothers, attack! Tear this arrogant fellow to pieces."