The halberd blade gently pushed against Lan En's back as if negotiating.

"I'll let you take it off! Are you deaf?"

Lan En exhaled slowly but stopped moving.

How to describe the tone of the black-faced soldier?

The quality of the cotton armor is not even as good as Lan En's initial equipment.

But he didn't see an expression of satisfaction on that disgusting black face. On the contrary, greed was rising.

With a smile, but this smile is not friendly at all, but a joking smile.

But just as Lan En turned around with Poppy in hand, the voice of the black-faced soldier came again.

The black-faced soldier could clearly cut Lan En's heart and lungs out as long as he advanced a few inches. Normally, it didn't even take a moment, but at this time, it took an inexplicable long time.

This unified team of perhaps hundreds or thousands of people is the largest force under Veserad.

Behind the black-faced soldier, the two sword-and-shield soldiers seemed to be amused by Lan En's motion of standing still, and laughed unbridled.

"etc."

"Sir, can I leave? I still have to find my child."

Lan En said calmly: "Can I leave?"

The black-faced soldier raised his halberd again, as if it was the most intimidating weapon in the world.

Lan En turned his back to the three of them and took a deep breath.

Lan En pursed his lips, twisted his neck, lowered his raised hands, and looked at the other party coldly.

Lan En turned a deaf ear to the noise behind him. He raised his hands and slowly turned around to face the three of them.

Lan En's lowered eyelids raised slightly.

"Well, I lost control."

Lan En nodded indifferently and was about to turn around and leave.

Lan En quickly raised his eyes, then lowered them again.

The malice was undisguised and invaded like thick black mud.

The dark-faced soldier looked absently at the two swords behind Lan En's back, and the halberd pole was pressed against the ground and held in his arms.

White may die at any time, or he may be sold away if he is not dead. If you don't want to lose him, you must seize every minute!

Seeing that Lan En did not give in, the black-faced soldier seemed to have been greatly insulted, so he pushed Lan En's chest with the blade of his halberd.

Set up strongholds in each village. Each stronghold does not need to be large, just three or four people are enough, and then move around regularly to distribute wages and supplies.

"continue!"

Then, amid the drawing of blood, Lan En, whose eyes were stained with blood, slowly raised his head.

The enemy's sluggish movements provide ample reaction time.

"Do you need me to make a new plan? I'm worried that you won't be able to stay rational and face emergencies."

The young man's tone was calm.

"If you lose control, then lose control. Anyway, there is only one plan for the next step."

"Kill everyone who tries to kill me."

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