"Why are you killing us?"
"I refuse to accept this!"
"Spare me! I'm just tired. I want to rest for a while. I never wanted to be a deserter!"
"Does the Young Alliance Leader have any humanity left? Is he using us as cannon fodder again?"
"..."
Very soon, the Supervisory Squad's butcher's blades fell upon the heads of the Ancient Alliance soldiers.
These peak True Immortal puppets did not care about anything else. They carried out Chen Fan's military orders without hesitation.
Anyone who shrank back at the critical moment would be executed on the spot!
Anyone who faced the enemy halfheartedly would be executed on the spot!
Anyone who performed poorly in battle would be executed on the spot!
Chen Fan wanted them to fight with their backs to the river, to completely cast aside their unrealistic fantasies!
Only then could they battle the trapped beasts deep within the Gray Mire!
"Our Young Alliance Leader truly has a ruthless heart!"
An Immortal King watched the Supervisory Squad's actions, his expression turning ugly.
He saw one of his own generals shrink back in fear, only to be executed outright by the Supervisory Squad.
He was both heartbroken and furious.
"If a man is not ruthless, he cannot stand firm!"
"We have to admit that the Young Alliance Leader's methods are impressive!"
"By turning the Supervisory Squad's blades inward, he is cutting off the Ancient Alliance army's retreat, severing the fear in their hearts, leaving them only one path: advance, slaughter the enemy, and survive!"
"Only then can our morale soar, making every man fearless in the face of death."
"Otherwise, after fighting such a hard battle, our soldiers would have to face an Immortal Court army equal to ours in number, perhaps even better equipped. Our chances would likely