evening.
Wenxin planted the sword in the ground and leaned on it, panting.
Tired... She had been fighting for a long time, each time taking the enemy's head with a single sword strike. Her enemies were never those at the Nascent Soul stage with equal cultivation level, but rather those at the Dao Integration stage or even those undergoing Tribulation Transcending.
She was no match for them... If it weren't for the help of the Xin'an tribe, she would have had to flee in a sorry state.
Of course, the elves of the Xin'an tribe were also grateful for Wenxin's great prowess on the battlefield.
With his Nascent Soul cultivation level, he was able to hold off so many high-level combatants.
They retreated temporarily, which means they withstood one wave of attacks.
Some elves were covered in wounds, some had missing limbs, and some had become one-eyed dragons.
But they are all still alive, while some... have closed their eyes forever.
A very serious problem has arisen in front of Wenxin.
Since the Xin'an tribe consisted entirely of male elves, with only Wenxin being a woman, while the opposing Shen had quite a few female elves.
Their leaders do not believe that women deserve to be protected in the rear, a view shared by most communities.
So... although they retreated temporarily, five or six female elves were still slow to react and were tied up by them.
Since many of the elves in the Xin'an tribe came from other tribes, some people think it's time to let these six enemy soldiers' captured elves begin to 'choose'.
Wenxin leaned against a tree to rest.
She looked at the six female elves who were bound tightly.
And the Xin'an community members arguing in front of them.
"It's time to let them choose. That's how war has always been. Only in this way can we keep the war going."
"No, if that's the case, then what's the difference between our Xin'an community and those other communities! Don't forget the rules of the Xin'an community."
The argument was very heated, and even split into two groups. One group believed that the six of them should be allowed to make a 'choice,' while the other group believed that the rules of Xin'an should not be violated.
"This is war! They should have known the consequences of failure if they chose to participate!"
"That shouldn't be the result of losing everything and living a numb, lifeless existence!"
...
"Don't be naive. If you don't want to do it, then turn around and go outside to stand guard. Think about what would happen if we fell into their hands. Stop being a saint."
...
In the end, the six female elves were dragged into a dark and gloomy forest.
The group of elves who didn't want them to make a choice left a final line: restrain their lust, or if they didn't submit... the best course of action would be to send them on their way.
Wenxin remained silent.
She leaned against the tree and could vaguely see the six people being dragged away, but she didn't want to look anymore.
A number of elves quickly surrounded the six people, followed by a series of disgusting sounds like pigs being slaughtered, and a woman's pitiful pleas for mercy, as mournful as a cuckoo's cry of blood.
Wenxin built a soundproof barrier.
She stopped paying attention, because the disgusting sound had lowered her impression of elves to its lowest point, and she even considered leaving altogether.
Six female elves were 'selected'.
Three chose to live a life of ignominy, willing to become the lowest of commoners, while the remaining three elves who refused to surrender... awaited them only endless darkness and suffering.
Time passed by, and after an unknown amount of time, three elves emerged from the filthy, dark place in a disheveled state, like stray dogs. Their clothes were tattered and their eyes had lost their luster, as if the elves had lost their souls.
Clearly, the three of them chose to surrender, but this choice only gave them a chance to survive.
There was no chance of 'living a full life'.
They lost their precious innocence, endured horrific torture, and were destined to receive no fair treatment as prisoners of war on the battlefield, even if they surrendered willingly.
The remaining three... didn't care about any life-threatening situations.
The three of them huddled together, disheveled and exhausted, their eyes devoid of light. What they had just experienced was like a nightmare from hell. They even felt excruciating physical pain, but all they could do was sob silently.
Just then, the elf who had initially opposed the movement stepped forward.
I don't know where they got three blankets from.
He didn't say a word, but slowly and gently changed the subject on the three of them.
He left some medicine behind and turned to leave.
The Xin'an community... was not as wonderful as Wenxin had imagined.
She couldn't care less about all that, not because she was weak, but because she clearly knew... that she lacked the power to do what she was currently capable of.
She also witnessed the cruelty of war, where it was either you die or I die, and if you fell into the hands of the enemy, you would face endless torture.
Wenxin secretly contacted Diefang and Xinyu.
She shared the general situation with Diefang and the others, including their own circumstances.
There was no war on Diefang's side, but after hearing about Wenxin's situation, she began to scrutinize the elves of the Xin'an tribe beside her.
Xinyu also recounted her experience.
Just like Wenxin. They also repelled them, female elves were also captured, and they were also divided into two factions. In the end, they still faced a "choice." The pleas for mercy gradually turned into screams, then into continuous sobs, and finally only their filthy, joyful sounds remained.
Is he dead? Xinyu didn't dare to look, so she didn't know.
The dark side of the elves... appeared before the three of them.
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