Apocalyptic Dark Age

From the northernmost edge of the Southern Wilderness to the southernmost edge of the Southern Wilderness, a long flame passage forms a stream of light at night. Countless beasts are driven away by the light of the flames and dare not approach, and countless deserters move forward between the flame passages.

The long fire road was full of people. Along the fire road to the Fortress of Despair, it suddenly merged into a sea of ​​​​fire. Hundreds of huge fires were burning like bright suns. Around the fires, countless deserted people were burning. Busy and noisy, new fires are lit every minute. Huge shadows occasionally reveal themselves in the firelight, and are swallowed up by darkness. Just a glimpse of it makes the warriors looking at it chill in their hearts.

It is destined to be a sleepless night. The defenders of the Castle of Despair are under tremendous psychological pressure every second. They know that there must be a cruel guard battle. Before, they had confidence in the defense system of the Castle of Despair, but now, they have No one dares to say that they will definitely be able to defeat the Desolate Man, simply because the number of Desolate Man below has exceeded what they can bear. Once a huge number is formed, the overwhelming momentum will make them feel insecure standing on the wall.

The top of the city is also brightly lit, with two peaks and a wall. Countless warriors in bright armor stand looking at it. Hundreds of giant crossbows are waiting in formation. Flames are rising in the braziers next to the trebuchets. Incendiary bombs the size of footballs are piled up like a pyramid. , the samurai retinues wearing linen clothes were pouring black oil on it with wooden spoons, and hanging thick layers of oil.

Pairs of warriors walking on the wall like metal cans, holding swords and shields, making clanking metal sounds, crossing each other at random, their eyes had unprecedented solemnity, everyone looked stern, even a little nervous and vigilant, They looked at everyone with scrutiny. Many of them looked at the darkness behind the wall from time to time, with murderous intent in their eyes. That was where the mercenaries were recruited.

In the hearts of family warriors, there is no difference between mercenaries and the barren people below. Even if others fight alongside them, they may not trust them. This suspicion widens the rift between the two parties, especially at this time and night.

At the same time, the huge camp of the Deserted Man was like a newly built city, with more than 100,000 tents densely packed like a forest. The busy crowd at night transferred and piled up various materials, and huge logs were sent to the large manufacturing center by giant beasts. , build a fort car that is more than ten meters or even dozens of meters high. =

The tent in the center is the largest and most luxurious tent in the entire Desolate camp. A series of fully armed Desolate warriors stand around the tent. Under the orange-red firelight, each one is two meters high, with kinked muscles on their bodies. It seemed that it would explode at any moment, and the tent that could only be surrounded by hundreds of desert warriors was clearly vast.

Huang Huang lowered his head and entered the tent under the leadership of the two desolate deacons. Before he could raise his head to observe, he felt countless powerful auras lingering around him, causing cold sweat to break out on his back and on his palms. To a slight dampness.

At this time, I heard a distant and huge question like a bell ringing in my eardrums, and the surrounding subtle noises completely disappeared with this question.

"Do you want to take refuge with us?" The simple question made Huang Jian feel a mountain-like pressure all over his body. His handsome face suddenly turned pale because he felt that his legs began to tremble. Even Xian Feng had never given him such pressure. Strong pressure.

As a patron leader, Huang Jian has his own arrogance and persistence. Even if the other party is Xianjun Jialuo, he does not want to kneel on the ground and worship others. The heart that was originally suppressed by fear suddenly burst out with impulsive blood, flowing at high speed throughout his body. The veins on his forehead suddenly swelled and knotted, and a pair of steel teeth gritted loudly, but he never gave in.

When Huang Yao used all his strength to persist, the disdain in the eyes of hundreds of protectors and Xianfeng Jialuo on both sides became surprised. They looked at Huang Yao with serious expressions, and couldn't help but turn their heads to look into the deepest part of the tent. , sitting cross-legged on the towering throne, as if shrouded in fog, unable to see the specific shape of the cross section.

Tongmoya guessed whether Youming was a boy or a girl. Hengduan's voice was loud and distant, but it had no obvious gender characteristics. This was also a characteristic of Xianjun Jialuo, which was always mysterious.

Time froze at this moment. Huang Jian kept the posture of whether to kneel or not. His trembling legs seemed to give in at the next moment. But at the last line, Huang Jian always maintained his last dignity. Finally, the invisible pressure quietly disappeared. , the pressure of the two levels almost suffocated Huang Jian, but he finally persisted.

"A very good young man, among the desolate people, he is also an outstanding figure. For someone like you to be abandoned, it only shows that the Castle of Despair has run out of energy..."

Hengduan was a good talker, making the solemn atmosphere suddenly lively. He also cleverly transferred Huang Jian's test to the attack on the Fortress of Despair, which immediately boosted morale.

Huang Jian didn't speak, his eyes scanned the various Jia Luo around him, and his heart was frightened. He had never seen so many Jia Luo gathered together in his life. The number of outstanding Jia Luo among them There were actually more than the Castle of Despair, which made him feel very grateful for his choice, and some of the things he originally planned to keep were shaken at this moment.

"However, I have thousands of generals and hundreds of thousands of soldiers, how can you show your value? To put it bluntly, I know even the Castle of Despair better than you..."

Hengduanhua said it very rudely, but it was natural that there was no human kindness in the wilderness, only interests, and naked interests were the guarantee of alliance.

At this time, Huang Jian calmed down, stood up straight, and looked towards Hengduan. The two were nearly a hundred meters apart, with hundreds or even thousands of Jialuo sitting on both sides. It was like a king meeting each other. He had a rough estimate of Hengduan in his heart, without any hesitation. He said hesitantly:

"The Huangjian tribe has been operating for hundreds of years and is one of the largest tribes in the southern wilderness. The tribal warriors may not be the toughest, but they are the richest, richer than all the tribes put together..."

"Hahaha, money? What can money do? My warriors don't need money. They can use the knives in their hands to hunt wild beasts, use plows to grow food, and use whips to teach their women to behave. If you give them money, they will also I don’t know why…”

Hengduan's laughter made other Jia Luo burst into laughter. Many people stood up and spun around in circles. More than ten green leaf coins used for decoration around their waists jumped and drew perfect arcs, turning into circles. , but it shows that money has no other use than decoration.

"Money itself does not mean explanation, but we can use money to accumulate a large amount of supplies, quantities you can't imagine, millions of bags of Southern Barren wheat, thousands of steel armors, 100,000 iron-headed crossbows, five hundred only despair The large bed crossbow that is only available in the fortress. In addition, there are animal skin armor, throwing spears, spears, tusked knives, and countless slings. Even if you need equipment for 10,000 people and food for 100,000 people, I can do it in one day. Get it together for you..."

Huang Yao raised his chin and told the tribe's accumulated information with a hint of arrogance. Countless people gasped and looked at Huang Yao with greedy eyes. However, Hengduan suddenly fell silent at this moment. After a while, he said: "What do you want?" What?"

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