Just how imposing and domineering is this tall, handsome, and valiant captain in front of us?

A sense of pride welled up in everyone's hearts, causing them to straighten their backs involuntarily and gaze with admiration at Lü Tu's handsome face, which was comparable to that of the readers in front of their phones.

"Your Excellency is mighty!"

"The border troops are mighty!"

Liu Yang, who was standing to the side, was acting crazy again and was about to sing the battle song of Kuishan Village again when Lü Tu quickly stopped him.

Liu Yang drew his knife from his waist and looked at the crowd, saying, "But yesterday, we lost 48 brothers!"

A flash of anger crossed everyone's eyes.

Lu Tu stood proudly with his knife in hand and shouted, "Tell me, what should I do with him?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The sounds of battle raged incessantly, echoing throughout the entire training ground.

Ulm, the instigator, looked at Lü Tu with fear, then at the angry villagers in front of him.

He suddenly remembered what Lü Tu had said yesterday and couldn't help but worry. Could Lü Tu really be able to invade the northern desert?

A flash of light appeared before everyone's eyes as Lü Tu used his long sword to cut off Ulm's arm, and then with a few more swift strokes, severed all four of his limbs!

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time everyone realized what was happening, Ulm had already shrunk considerably and collapsed to the ground in agony.

"Lu Tu, I beg you, if one day you launch a counterattack against my tribe's royal court, could you spare the lives of my children?"

Lu Tu coldly looked down at him, gripping his long sword tightly, and said in a chilling voice, "It's easy for me to spare him, but you'll have to give me back my brother's life!"

"Guards, throw Ulm into the latrine!"