Minutes later.
Over a hundred Hyena Men cavalrymen surrounded a few surrendered mercenaries, looking at them icily.
At their feet lay about a dozen corpses hugging each other in desperate resistance.
Every one of them had been torn apart by horses, dying a gruesome death.
Zhao Gou stood in front of a few surrendered mercenaries and said, "Out of consideration that we are all of the Human Race, tell me the real identity of the human riding the sub-dragon, otherwise..."
"Pah!"
A mercenary spat out: "Go to hell, you damnable Fallen One..."
"Thud!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he got stabbed in the back by a soldier standing next to him.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
He fell to the ground, coughing violently, with bright red blood constantly gushing out of his mouth.
This scene scared a few people standing nearby, causing them to shudder.
"Hehehe..."
