Chapter 1006

"Surrender?" Gu Qing said, surprised. "They can talk?"

Su Qin shook her head. "They can't talk, but they can understand what we say. We can have them communicate in the rat-people's language."

Zhao Chi nodded. "Let's give it a try. Gu Qing, tie up a few of them and send them in to communicate."

"Okay."

Gu Qing walked over to the rat-people and carefully picked out five.

Then she tidied the silk threads on their bodies, removed the threads from their mouths, and only bound their bodies and hands.

"Zhuang Ya, you do it." Gu Qing raised an eyebrow at Zhuang Ya.

Zhuang Ya took the hint.

She approached with fire blazing from her palms.

"Squeak squeak!"

"Squeak—squeak squeak squeak!"

The rat-people thought they were about to be burned to death, terrified out of their wits, panicking and scurrying about.

But they were firmly bound by the silk threads and couldn't break free at all.

"All of you shut up and don't move! Dare to move again and I'll burn you to death!"

Zhuang Ya said viciously, her gaze razor-sharp.

At one sentence, the rat-people all froze.

"Come closer to me, stand here and don't move!"

The five rat-people crept over trembling, necks shrunk in, looking every bit as cowardly as rats.

Zhuang Ya said, "Go down and tell the remaining rat-people to surrender. Surrender and we won't kill you, we'll let you live. Otherwise we'll burn you all to death. Do you understand!?"

When she said the last few words, Zhuang Ya's voice suddenly rose.

All five rat-people were so startled they flipped, plopping down on their bottoms.

"Squeak! Squeak squeak!"

"Squeak—squeak!"

The rat-people nodded rapidly, but pointed at the big tree behind them.

"Tree? What's wrong with the tree?" Zhuang Ya was baffled, but she quickly had a sudden realization. "Oh~ you want me to chop some firewood, stuff it into the hole and light it, to smoke the rat-people underground to death? Good idea!"

Hearing this, the rat-people shook their heads desperately, waving their hands and feet in frantic agitation.

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

"Squeak—squeak!"

The rat-people pulled at their ears with their hands, stretching them out long.

Zhuang Ya understood: "Oh, you mean you're afraid the elves will shoot arrows? Tell them not to shoot, then you can persuade them to surrender?"

The rat-people breathed a sigh of relief and all nodded.

It seemed Zhuang Ya had guessed right.

Su Qin said, "Alright, we won't shoot. Hurry up and get your companions to come out and surrender."

Zhuang Ya added with a wicked grin, "This kind of chance to live is hard to come by. If they don't surrender, we'll stuff firewood into the hole and light it, turning them all into a baked roast. You lot will be roasted to death too."

All the rat-people panicked.

They squeaked loudly again.

Zhuang Ya snorted, "What's all the squeaking? It's not just you five—if they don't surrender, you lot will all die too!"

Zhuang Ya pointed at the other rat-people on the ground.

The rat-people stuck to the ground were dumbfounded too, thinking, what do we have to do with this?

At this, all the rat-people began to shriek.

Gu Qing felt it was about enough.

She called over Tang Ruan and the others. "Tang Ruan, Qi Yue, Zhuang Ya, and Su Qin—the five of us will each hold one rope, find a hole at a different spot, and send them in to persuade them to surrender."

"Okay!"

The women led the rat-people and quickly found a suitable hole, then released the rats into it.

As the rats went in, the pale yellow silk threads in their hands grew fewer, and the tension grew tighter.

But the length was definitely enough.