Alchemy & Martial Supreme

They knew that they were going to die, but they did not beg for mercy.    

Everyone's eyes were on Qin Ming in the sky.    

Qin Ming's eyes were filled with complicated emotions.    

The reason he did not give the order was not because he was afraid of attacking his own people.    

Since they were destined to die, it didn't make much of a difference whether they were killed by their own people or by the Poison Demon.    

Moreover, if he gave the order to attack, it would cause the Poison Demon Puppets who were lying in ambush to suffer heavy losses. Even if they were ambushed, the number of Poison Demon Puppets who died would definitely be more than the number of Martial Cultivators who died.    

Qin Ming was worried that there would be enemies lying in ambush, so he sent human Martial Cultivators who did not have a high level of Martial Tao.    

If they died, it would be a very worthwhile trade for a large number of Poison Demon Puppets to die.    

However, even so, Qin Ming could not allow anyone to attack.    

He knew that attacking could kill a large number of Poison Demon Puppet, but he had endured it and did not give the order.    

Because he knew very well that the battle was not about who killed more people, morale was very important.    

If he gave the order to attack now, the Martial Cultivators who were working for him would not be able to help but feel disappointed.    

They would think that if Qin Ming ordered them to do some missions in the future, at the critical moment, would they be sacrificed?    

Sacrificing in the battle with the enemy was different from being abandoned by their own people, or even becoming a pawn. The two types of sacrifices were completely different.    

Qin Ming knew that if he gave the order to attack, he would be able to kill a large number of Poison Demon Puppets at the same time, but it would also affect the morale of the soldiers.    

Therefore, he did not give the order.    

But now, it was different. The Martial Cultivators had ordered him to attack, so if he gave the order to attack now, it would not affect the morale of the soldiers.    

On the contrary, it would make the Martial Cultivators unite against the enemy.    

"Attack!" Qin Ming shouted.    

Hearing Qin Ming's order, the Human Martial Cultivators below gritted their teeth and shot arrows towards the outside with tears in their eyes.    

They had personally seen the Poison Demons being shot to death, and at the same time, they had seen their own people die under their arrows.    

Seeing their companions fall into a pool of blood, the Martial Cultivators lowered their heads and did not say a word.    

They no longer had the joy of killing a large number of Poison Demon puppets. They tightly clenched their fists and hated the Poison Demons to the bone.    

They were all dead.    

Under the rain of arrows, the Human Martial Cultivators died, and the Poison Demon Puppets also died.    

The outside became quiet again.    

"The war is really cruel." Qin Xuan could not help but sigh.    

She had also experienced a war, but this was the first time she had seen such a cruel war.    

Those Martial Cultivators who went out did not beg for mercy. Instead, they asked their own people to send them off. Qin Xuan was extremely touched.    

They were all true warriors.    

Everyone was dead. Qin Ming looked at them silently.    

After a long time, he gave out an order.    

"Give them ten times the reward for this mission, and nurture one of their direct descendants to reach the Godly Beast Realm."    

"If someone has poor talent in martial arts, then even if I use the Heroic Spirit Energy, I will still help them break through to the Divine Beast Realm!"    

Qin Ming's order was quickly spread to all the Martial Cultivators.    

"Thank you, Alliance Leader!" Some Martial Cultivators knelt down.    

They were kneeling down for their dead comrades, and at the same time, they were sincerely thanking Qin Ming.    

Qin Ming was truly thinking for them. He knew that if the pillar of a family died, it would be a disaster for the entire family.    

Reality was cruel. The strong exploited the weak, and even bullied the weak.