In the temporary camp where the prisoners were held, Xia Lan and his men greeted the prisoners warmly, and even did not spare the dozen or so high-ranking fleet commanders in chains.
"Brother, do you have any land on Zilaner Island?"
"No, sir."
"Do you have a wife?"
"No, sir."
Xia Lan didn't say anything else, but patted his shoulder sympathetically and spoke to a member of the Storm Knights beside him.
"Quil, let me give your little brother a meal. It's not easy to come all the way here to fight and to have such a hard life."
"Yes, sir!"
The young soldier saluted with his fists placed on his chest, then went about his business obediently.
"Sir, I have no land!"
"Sir, I don't have a wife, and I want to have more food too!"
"Sir, my wife and Tian don't have..."
The captives, who had just been pointed at by spears and were trembling with fear, all knelt before Xia Lan, hoping for some preferential treatment.
"Sir Paro, you are a very incompetent fleet commander. Look how harshly you have treated these brothers."
Facing Xia Lan's accusations, Weining Paro looked grim and said nothing.
"Look, you have such a healthy body, it would be a shame not to farm."
Xia Lan punched the chest of a burly man again, feeling his strong muscles, with a look of regret on her face.
“There are so many wastelands on Blackwater Island, and no one wants them even if they’re given away. That’s why we need talents like you.
How about you follow me? I’ll give you five mu of land first. You can till the land in the farming season and become an army in the war. When you make military achievements, you’ll return the land. In one year, you’ll be out of poverty, in two years you’ll be well-off, and in three years you’ll have a wife and children to care for.
All the captives were silent and looked at Weining Paro. They were all serfs or tenant farmers of the Thirteen Families, and the prestige of their old boss was still quite heavy.
“Why are you looking at him? He is also a captive now, waiting for the Paro family to ransom him.
By the way, Sir Paro, when you write to your father later, the ransom for three thousand slaves is for a few more women. If you follow me, I will be responsible for the lifelong affairs of my subordinates. Having land is not enough, I must give you another wife..."
Before Xia Lan could finish her words, a large number of prisoners who had just been afraid of their old boss fell to their knees.
"We are willing to follow you, sir!"
Seeing this effect, Xia Lan nodded with satisfaction.
"You are a bunch of traitors!"
Seeing this, a captured general walked over Xia Lan and wanted to kick the kneeling surrendering prisoner, but before he could do anything, he was taken back by Ta'ikelo.
“Crack!”
Good swung the hammer with electric arcs and smashed it twice before breaking the purple-gold man's leg. At this time, Good had broken through to the silver level. The thunder of the blue-veined hammer was more active, and the broken leg was still charred.
"It seems my kindness has made you forget your own identities."
Xia Lan's face turned cold. Although it was only silver, more than a dozen former generals of the Nine-Tailed Fleet dared not look directly at him.
"Foluoer, go down and starve for a few days. It seems you are still too full."
Without saying a word, the fishman Volor swung his spear and cut the tendons of Zi Jin's hands and feet as he hugged his legs and wailed. He then grabbed the back of the collar of the guy who had been so rude in front of Xia Lan and dragged him away roughly.
"For the sake of the legitimate son of the Gewen family, I won't spare his life. The Gewen family also contributed to the ransom of 3,000 slaves. I can't let them return with just a body. I'm a businessman, I'm reasonable."
Xia Landi flicked the nonexistent dust off his armor and asked nonchalantly, "Anyone else want to try?"
"I'll fight you!"
A captured Zi Jin rushed towards Xia Lan, dragging an iron chain, trying to kidnap Xia Lan, the leader.
"ah!"
The hot chain of fire wrapped around Zi Jin who was rushing towards him. The moment their bodies touched, it was like being branded by a red-hot iron chain, and he was pulled down. Ta'ikelo grabbed the chain of fire, stepped on him and knocked him unconscious before throwing him at Xia Lan's feet.
"Same."
Xia Lan finished speaking coldly, and Goode personally carried out the execution. He was dragged away after his limbs were crippled. Now, including those who died in battle yesterday, all the fifth-level purple golds of the Nine Demon Fleet were gone.
"Sir Paro, I hope we can cooperate well like we did yesterday and not let the harmony be damaged because of a few people."
Looking at Xia Lan who smiled and comforted him kindly, Weining Paro didn't know whether the cold-blooded man just now was his true self, or the sunny and cheerful boy was him.
Xia Lan is seventeen years old this year, but whether it is his subordinates like Varian and Frederick, or enemies like Ashe Mido and Weining Paro, they all subconsciously ignore his age when facing him.
Finally, a third-level ghost bird flew towards Zilaner Island, holding a package larger than itself. This was the communication bird of the Nine Demon Fleet and also Xia Lan's trophy.
However, this magical beast has been raised by the Paro family since childhood. Even if Weining Paro gave it to Xia Lan, he would not dare to use it. It is better to focus on raising his own raven.
Weining Paro was not at all happy about being redeemed. The package contained information about the families of the captives who decided to stay and reports on the fleet's failure.
He initially agreed to the conditions proposed by Xia Lan because he believed that Xia Lan could not incite his 800 men to rebel. Compared with a small Bailang Island and the deserted Blackwater Island in an unknown place and the Thirteen Councils, even a fool would know what to choose.
But this guy was too generous. He first gave away land and then promised to give away women. His brothers really couldn't resist!
Now, with three thousand slaves and the families of the captives, there are almost five thousand people. I hope his father will bite the bullet and let him go instead of finding him another child with a stepmother...
Looking at Koro Vason who was wrapped in bandages and the old man with wounds all over his face, Weining Paro felt much more at ease. Fortunately, he had these two nemesis. The Paro family might not want the eldest son, but the two families would not give up a sixth-level person, and this old man was the uncle of their head of the family.
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Unnamed island.
Xuelan Mido and Tomon Mido finally waited for the boat. Xuelan Mido, who was a little embarrassed, vowed not to let go of the bastard who left him here.
Also, if any man ever said he wanted to take her for a ride on a boat, she would kill him with a knife.
"Brother, Xuelan, are you okay?"
A man in silver armor came down from the boat. He had the same emerald green eyes as Xue Lan and his temperament was no worse than Tomon Mido. As soon as he got off the boat, he asked Xue Lan Mido and Tomon Mido with concern.
"Get out of here, you bastard!"
Shelan Mido no longer had the reserve and tenderness of an earl's daughter. She pushed the man away and walked onto the boat alone.
Tomon Mido walked up with the bipedal unicorn and comforted her, "She didn't mean anything. She just had no place to vent her anger after being tricked by Xia Lan.
You did very well this time. I heard you were the first to break through the defenses and board the Nine Demons Fleet's main ship."
"But they were still driven away by the sixth-level earth warriors from Bailang Island..."
Yinjia didn't care about it, but he felt a little regretful that he didn't capture the main ship of the Nine Demons Fleet.
"It doesn't matter. Xialan Augulus is a cunning opponent. He will get back at me when he gets the chance..."
Although Tomon Mido looked calm, he was actually holding a grudge in his heart and he would not let the villain go.
The two of them each led a unicorn and boarded the boat together...
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