"Boss, we have twelve hundred men here who've chosen to surrender. What should we do with them?"
When he saw Zhou Fan and the others return, Tank hurried over and asked in a loud voice.
Meanwhile, in front of the great hall, Night Rose, Wang Tianshuang, Feng Shen, He Yi, and the others were all gathered. Behind and to their sides stood rows of victorious experts, each one staring ahead proudly with an imposing aura.
Although both Tank's and Night Rose's people had taken some losses in the bloody battle, there was no doubt that from this day forward, they had truly become a battle-hardened force. They would be a unit that struck fear into the hearts of other mercenaries, one that no one would dare to provoke.
And after this battle, their reputation would once again spread like wildfire across these lands.
