The battle is coming to an end. It has to be said that the combat effectiveness of these former main city soldiers is quite powerful. They can kill more than a dozen horse thieves in battles like 20 vs. 70, which is also very powerful. But that's all. Now these twenty soldiers have basically been killed.

As for those merchant members of the chamber of commerce, they are basically not considered combat power. Those who are not very eye-catching were killed by the horse thief. When the wiser ones were about to start fighting, they held the knife and yelled for a while, and then hid immediately after they started fighting, and could survive.

"Captain, it's almost done. We have all killed the knife." The orc Gurem here walked to Jibert, who was still holding Maven's body, and reported with a smile.

"Well..." Gibert was still squatting there, nodding slightly to answer.

"You are the one who killed Ma Wen? That's great, you have great kindness to our thieves group." Gurem also greeted Li Huailin in front of him at this time.

"Is it very good?" Li Huailin said slowly, "Why would you cry if that happens?"

"Cry? How could I..." Gurem touched his eyes as he said, but he really felt a lot of tears.

"Huh? Why do I..." Gurem looked at the tears on his fingers strangely and said strangely, "Captain, it's so strange, why did I cry."

"I don't know either..." Gibert slowly stood up.

"Captain, why are you crying too? Why?" Gurem asked, looking at Jibert, who was crying.

"I really don't know, but suddenly I feel something very sad has happened, but I don't know what it is..." After saying that, Gibert wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his right hand, "Gurem, wipe your tears first, don't let the members see it."

"Oh..." Gurem also wiped his tears.

"How is the situation?" Gibert looked at the surrounding situation. The horse thieves had already controlled the situation. Now several people were collecting prisoners, several were restraining their companions' bodies, and some people began to count the goods.

"The guards have all killed all of them, captured 11 caravan merchants, and the goods are still being counted. 13 brothers were killed on our side, seriously injured 2 people, and more than ten minor injuries." Gurem reported.

"Press all the prisoners over," said Gibert.

After a while, a dozen people were pulled in front of Gilbert. These people were not tied up, but each of them was followed by a horse thief, who put it directly on his neck with a knife. With a slight movement, it was probably a knife.

One of the leaders of these prisoners was Jared, the captain of the caravan. I don’t know how this guy survived the chaos army. Anyway, he was alive and he was not injured.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Caravan Captain." Gibert said with a smile as he looked at Jared.

After Gibert finished speaking, the horse thief who was following Jared raised his kick and kicked Jared in the back of the knee, and Jared immediately knelt down.

"You...you can't kill me..." Jared was already panicked and said in shock.

"Oh, why can't I kill you?" Gibert asked with a smile.

"I...I am the Marquis of Filmut... No, I am a confidant, a confidant." Jared could only think of relying on the Marquis of Filmut to scare people.

"Oh, confidant?" Gilbert smiled.

"Yes, yes, if you kill me, Marquis Firmt will definitely send troops to encircle you. This will not be good for everyone, right?" Jared seemed to hesitate for a moment, and felt that he had seized the opportunity, so he quickly said.

"Do you think that if you don't kill you, your master Marquis Filmut will come to us? Then what should you do if you say I should? Let you go back and lead the way for Marquis Filmut? Haha, do you think I'm an idiot?" Gibert said with a smile.

"No...no...no..., I will never go to the Marquis when I go back!" Jared said quickly.

"Okay, listen to you guys!" Gibert was too lazy to care about Jared, and stood up and raised his voice and said to the prisoners on the other side, "Now I will give you a way out, that is, to follow me in the future. Anyway, everyone knows this today. I can't let a living go and report to the Marquis of Filmt. You either die or follow me today, and you can choose one."

The merchants below were immediately moved. Although it was still quite miserable that they had become robbers now, and they were doing well in the main city and now they were going to be defeated, there was a big gap in their hearts, but no matter what, it was better than death. A few older merchants struggled even more. They had a family in the main city. What should they do if they had fallen into the family?

"I'm willing to join!" cried a very young prisoner, "Anyway, I'm a helper in the chamber of commerce, I'm not married, and my parents have a job to take care of themselves. It's better for me to join than die!"

There were the first one and the second one. Soon six people stood up and expressed their desire to join. These six people were all younger people, with no family business in the main city, and they were just helpers in the caravan. The remaining seven people continued to kneel there, feeling very confused. They were not young people anymore. They had wives, concubines, and children at home, so how could they just go to the grass?

"I...I'll join..." a man in his forties stood up and said quietly.

"Derick, you!" the other person next to him immediately glared at Deerick and shouted.

"I'm just going to join, what's wrong?" Derrick suddenly became excited. "I just want to live, is there anything wrong?"

"This..." The person next to him was speechless and didn't know how to refute it. In fact, he wanted to live in his heart, but he couldn't bear to work hard on his family business for decades. Once he fell into trouble, he would have no way back.

"I am an accountant, I can keep an account book, I can help you... no, help us keep a bookkeeping group." Derrick shouted to Gibert.

"Okay, that's the end." Gilbert waved his hand at this time, and the few people who did not stand up were immediately dragged away by the horse thief behind. Some of them seemed to want to say something, but Gilbert ignored them and directly asked the horse thief behind to tie his neck and prevent him from speaking.

"Okay, there are 7 people left." Gilbert said to the seven people standing up, "You all want to join our thieves, but our thieves have a rule that you must give a letter of fame before entering the door."

"Call the letter?" asked a few people standing in a strange way.

"Look, there is a confidant of Marquis Filmt here. How suitable is this. Kill him, you will be my brothers." Gilbert said, pointing to Jared who was kneeling on the ground.

"What?" Jared's heart jumped suddenly, and then immediately looked at the seven people standing.

The horse thief next to him immediately handed over a knife. The horse thief was not afraid of them suddenly rising. Only these businessmen had nothing to be afraid of. Those who had the courage to resist were already lying on the ground.

However, none of these seven people came forward to attack immediately, and everyone's expression was very entangled. That's because Jared is really a very good captain. Looking at Jared kneeling on the ground, some of his usual pictures were hooked up. He took care of himself at work, stuffed himself money in difficulties, drank wine together, and took risks.

"What...what should I do? I can't do it..." said a young man.

"I...I can't..."

"You think it through." Gilbert said, and after that, screams came from the other side. Several merchants who had not stood up had been executed.

"No...I don't want to die..." A young man was a little broken and immediately drew his knife and was about to step forward.

"Don't...don't kill me, Eggart..." Jared said while kneeling there.

"..." The young man named Eggart hesitated again when he saw Jared begging and could not get a knife.

With a "puzzle", at this moment, a sword penetrated directly from Jared's head, and it seemed as if there was no obstacle. The huge force immediately nailed him to the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground in an instant.
Chapter completed!