Emperor Game: Tyrant Style at the Beginning
39 If you want to live, you have to keep winning

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"What is it? Blood iron?"

Even Jiang Chen was shocked when he heard the words 'blood iron'.

This thing was notorious in the world of hegemony. Even within the demonic path, it was extremely unpopular. Even many demonic path cultivators could not accept it.

The investment and output were too disproportionate. A large number of lives were spent, but in the end, they only obtained a pile of third-grade materials.

Moreover, compared to the other third-grade materials, there was nothing special about them.

Only a madman would do such a thing.

Jiang Chen's expression turned cold. The bottom line of these nobles in the State of Qin was actually lower than he had imagined.

He roared,

"Turn the entire army around and set out from the Great General's Residence. No one is allowed to escape.”

"Yes."

The five thousand people shouted in unison.

The square formation suddenly turned around and began to run toward the camp gate.

Twenty minutes later, the sedan chair entered the general's manor.

Even though Jiang Chen was already mentally prepared for the scene of refining blood iron, he was still stimulated by the scene in front of him.

Hundreds of " people " with missing limbs or even only half a body were wailing in pain on the ground.

In order to gather as much resentment as possible, they were not killed directly. Instead, they had to endure the pain and bleed to death.

Many of them not only had hideous new injuries, but also a large number of old scars all over their bodies.

It was obvious that they had been tortured more than once before coming here.

Li Yuan Fang was commanding the slaves who had not been harmed to help these people stop the bleeding.

In the fantasy world, healing injuries was not as troublesome as in reality.

Their lives were saved, but they were crippled.

To them, who could only rely on hard labor to survive, the outcome of surviving with missing limbs was definitely not better than death.

When he saw Jiang Chen get down from the sedan chair, he shouted eagerly,

"Your Majesty!"

……

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

Not only Li Yuanfang, but Di Renjie had also arrived. Together with Di Xiaoxu, they stared straight at Jiang Chen.

Everyone knew that the people in this mansion deserved to die ten thousand times. Even if they were cut into pieces, they would not be able to wash away their sins.

Such a huge amount of blood iron covered the entire training field, which was larger than several standard football fields.

Even if it was only a semi-finished product, the lives consumed during the process were simply enough to make one's scalp go numb.

But at the same time, they knew that there was only one person who could give this order.

Therefore, even though Li Yuan Fang was so angry previously, she still forcefully endured it.

It wasn't just the three people who spoke, the 5,000 soldiers were also furious when they saw this scene.

Some gritted their teeth, some were in tears, and some were holding their spears tightly.

However, they were just ordinary soldiers and did not dare to make a sound.

However, everyone looked at Jiang Chen with anticipation, waiting for him to give the order.

Because the people lying on the martial arts field, or those who had been lying before, were not enemies, nor were they evil people, but the people of the Qin country.

There might be their former relatives, neighbors, and friends inside.

It was fine if they were forced to sell themselves as slaves by the 50% tax rate, but they were actually used to do such an infuriating thing.

Jiang Chen did not hesitate for long.

After taking a look at the scene inside, he immediately ordered,

" First Battalion, help the injured."

"The Second Battalion has sealed off the General's Residence. No one is allowed to leave without permission.”

"The third, fourth, and fifth battalions will be led by Li Yuanfang and Di Xiaoxu to raid the Wang Clan Manor. Apart from the slaves inside, capture everyone else here.”

"Zhao Gao, you and I will personally go after Wang Ming.”

"Wang Ming and those rank-in martial artists will be executed. The Wang family will be exterminated.”

There was no specific crime, nor was there a need for a crime. The sentence was directly pronounced.

"Yes."

Countless deafening roars sounded at the same time, and even the sky seemed to be about to split open.

Everyone's eyes were emitting a bloodthirsty light.

Jiang Chen sighed as he watched Li Yuan Fang lead the army away.

At this moment, the game had just begun. The truth of this world had only been revealed to the public by less than one ten-thousandth.

In his previous life, he had experienced things that were countless times darker than this.

In a chaotic world, human lives were the most worthless things. If one's strength was inferior to others, one would eventually become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered by others.

This was not the end, but the beginning. The curtain was being pulled open.

It wouldn't be long before the final mission of the first chapter would be revealed.

Countless wars, wars that would engulf the entire world, would erupt.

For benefits, for grudges, and even for an insignificant and strange reason.

They were either taking the initiative, being forced, or simply feeling that it was interesting and wanted to try.

He couldn't change all of this. He could only let himself be the one to win.

If he wanted to live, he could only keep winning until the end.

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