No matter how they begged, Oleg's expression did not change in the slightest. Countless arrows were loosed once more, tearing through the air as they shot down innumerable Huaxia people who were pleading for mercy.
The few who survived at last understood that begging and surrender were useless. They could only run toward the system main city. Now that the system main city was surrounded, there was no way they could escape, so they still hoped to hide inside it.
But they were all blocked by that semicircular barrier. They pleaded with the system main city again, asking to be let in and spared.
The system city lord looked at the swathes of corpses outside the city. The earth had been completely dyed red with blood, weapons lay scattered everywhere, and every corpse had died horribly, forming a scene so terrifying it resembled a hell on earth.
Looking again at the people begging outside, the city lord could only sigh and ignore them. Once he let them in, they would lose their neutral status and might ultimately end up just like them. He could only turn a blind eye to their pleas.
Oleg glanced at the system main city, feeling somewhat regretful, then said, "Quickly kill every last one of those Huaxia people, then clean up the battlefield. Before Huaxia can react, we'll continue our attack on the next region!"
The other Great Russia players charged forward excitedly, easily killing the remaining survivors before beginning to loot the Huaxia people's equipment.
Looking at the countless dead Huaxia people, Oleg revealed a satisfied smile. This was his first time fighting abroad, yet he had gained so much. He would receive no small amount of praise and worship in Great Russia.
This was also his first step onto Huaxia soil. After that,