Zhang Xing and the other two followed the crowd to the resettlement area. The soldiers guarding the area did a quick check of the identity badges and left.
There were all kinds of people in the resettlement area, and it was chaotic.
Not long after, another group of fully-armed soldiers came from outside.
A person in the front of the group spoke.
"Everyone, listen up. Protecting the country is the responsibility of every citizen of the empire. Now, the empire is facing a crisis."
"It is time for you to serve the empire. I now announce that you are honored to have joined the empire's army."
"Now, everyone line up to receive your clothes and identity badges."
As soon as the commander finished speaking, the crowd was in an uproar.
"What?
You want us to be cannon fodder?
Send us to our deaths? "
"No way!"
"Yes, definitely not. What's the point of the empire raising so many soldiers? We are taxpayers, your parents, not scapegoats!"
"The empire's laws don't stipulate this. I object!"
"What is the Glory Fortress trying to do?
I'm a noble, I can't go to the battlefield! "
"I'm not from Sili Province …"
Looking at the angry crowd, the commander sneered, "Those who don't want to serve the empire, stand to the left. Those who are willing to fight for the empire, stand to the right."
Whoosh!
Before the commander could finish his sentence, most of the people stood to the left. Only a few thousand people stood to the right.
There were still some who did not move.
Zhang Xing and the other two naturally stood to the right under his lead.
The commander was expressionless. Seeing that the crowd was gradually calming down, he slowly raised his right arm and pointed to the crowd on the left.
"Kill them!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
About five thousand soldiers behind him took out their metal crossbows at the same time.
Without saying a word, they began to fire at the crowd.
"Ah …"
There were screams from the crowd of about a hundred thousand people on the left.
More than ten thousand people in the front row were killed instantly.
When the others saw that the situation was not good, they all ran to the right.
The people in the middle were also shocked and ran with the crowd in fear.
"Hmph!
If you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, you will die now. "
"You might have a chance to survive on the battlefield."
The commander sneered and did not continue to order them to fire.
Those who stayed here were basically foreigners, or people without any background or ability.
The merchants and nobles had fled on their flying mounts as soon as they saw that a battle had broken out in the fortress.
Although there weren't many people left, there were still more than three hundred thousand people. Rather than letting them consume food here, it was better to send them to their deaths.
After more than ten thousand people died, no one dared to make any more noise.
They all obediently received a shabby military uniform and an identity token that didn't mean anything.
What status could cannon fodder have? This was just a way for the military to comfort people.
No one noticed that this place, which should have been filled with a dense bloody aura, was so dim that it could be ignored.
Of course, these people's attention wasn't here. Even if they were surprised, they wouldn't think too much about it.
At this moment, the flames in the dark knight Mo Li's eyes were jumping merrily. A large number of specters were sucked into his flames and turned into his own energy.
This amount of souls was like a drop in the ocean to him. It was not enough to quench his thirst.
However, Zhang Xing said that he would soon be able to enjoy a sumptuous meal.
Mo Li was ready to fight at any time. He rode on his undead warhorse and held his sword. He was motionless like a black statue.