Apocalyptic Dark Age

"Master, these are your trophies..." A slave who didn't look very old brought a set of armor and a shackles necklace to Gao Feng, and placed them respectfully at his feet. Gao Feng sat on the stone and gradually turned to Gao Feng. The team of armadillos who were swallowed by darkness frowned.

Collecting loot is a Wilderness' favorite job, and what's more exciting than making someone else's stuff your own?

All the bits and pieces of weapons and clothing were gathered. There were a lot of water bags and dry food bags, as well as the supplies plundered by the ground armadillo warriors from the Black Claw tribe. The total amount was quite large, but the most disturbing thing was that the slaves What attracted their attention was the slave girls gathered around. These women, who were tall and thick, but acted delicate and timid, made them have the urge to vent, especially when the blood was surging after the war.

But no one dared to disturb the brooding peak. In a battle where ants challenged the dragon, they lost twelve people, but killed ten times as many enemies. The corpses scattered everywhere were their tools. If the peak allowed them to cut The heads are probably also the boss’s pile.

All this was brought about by Gao Feng, so they were respectful but also deeply fearful. When Gao Feng frowned and disappeared into the darkness, they all sat in front of their own trophies and ate their food dully.

The sky is about to turn completely dark, but Gao Feng is unwilling to give in. Night attack is the easiest way to win, but he only has thirty-eight complete warriors in his hands, and there are only two hundred people who have broken away from the large team of the Diji tribe, but Some of these people were indentured servants and some were slave girls. In his mind, they could not be regarded as warriors at all.

In the midst of the struggle, Gao Feng stood up suddenly and finally looked at the Diji tribe, only to see that a bonfire had been lit over there. The blazing bonfire surrounded the campsite with shining pearl necklaces, forming a protective circle outside the tribe.

"Master, have something to eat..." A call brought Gao Feng back from his thoughts. He turned around and saw a vague figure standing next to him, holding a bag of dried meat in his hand. The pocket containing the dried meat was also dark. Not sure.

"If you can't eat one bite, you can eat it one bite at a time. My purpose is not to annihilate the armadillo tribe, but to save people..." A piece of dried meat was stuffed into his mouth. It didn't taste good, but Gao Feng didn't pay attention and just looked at it. Thoughts on the burning pearl necklace in the distance.

"Maybe those indentured slaves and slave girls are not completely useless?" A thought popped up, which made Gao Feng couldn't help but shake his head, and then he shook his head and muttered: "No, as long as the Diji tribe sends a person to investigate, they will find out. "

"The manpower is too small. If I had even two more people, forty could form ten groups, which could deal with at least eighty enemies..." Gao Feng couldn't help but become irritated. If it weren't for the guy wielding the iron rod, In the way, with his speed and strength, coupled with the sharpness of the Death Scimitar, the battle can be ended earlier. In this way, the loss of manpower can be reduced by at least half.

In the attack just now, plus the tribe warriors who were surrounded and killed on the hillside, and the killings in the final charge, they killed about 120 to 150 earth armadillo warriors, including those lost in the Black Claw tribe. Warriors, there should be less than 800 fighting men left in the Earth Horse Tribe.

Gao Feng wanted to use the strategy of exhausting the troops, but the manpower was too small and could not withstand the test. Even if the Diji tribe only sent 10% of its combat power to test, it would be exposed. Another troublesome thing was that in the dark, women and children could not stand the test. The indentured slave couldn't stand being frightened. If he was frightened and ran away, he would never be able to find him again.

"Can we first lead some people to take the initiative to enter the battlefield I set?" Gao Feng thought again. Suddenly, the inspirations before and after were connected together. The bonfire below burned precious wood. The Earthly Armand tribe did the same. If you are afraid that he is up to something, the enemy hiding in the dark is the most troublesome, but once the enemy in the dark stands in the light?

The Dihuan walked back and forth in front of the tribal warriors, holding a rare fang knife in his hand. This fang knife was still brand new, but everyone present knew that it was the Dihuan who killed the fang beast with his own hands. As a trophy, among the fang beasts in the valley, Di Hu killed the most powerful fang beast alone and obtained this fang knife that was one-third longer than other fang knives.

Amid the shaking of the giant fang knife, more than a dozen tribal slaves were kneeling on the ground in fear. They all escaped from the mountain during the rout. Gao Feng made a mistake. Not everyone in the Dihu tribe is a warrior. A warrior never runs away from a fight, but a pro-slave does.

"Is Jacob dead like this? In the hands of a group of guys who are not as numerous as you?" The Earth Armadillo has always been tolerant and kind, so the tribal warriors below are not very afraid of him, but the Earth Armadillo also has its own bottom line, and anyone who touches it Anyone who touches his bottom line will face his shocking wrath.

The Earth Armand's words were not cold and harsh, nor were they bloodthirsty and violent. When the ordinary words fell into the ears of the slaves, they all trembled together, while the surrounding tribal warriors stared angrily at these escaped guys.

"As for the Black Claw tribe, I didn't let you rush to the front line. I know that you are all family members of the warriors. To deal with the Black Claw tribe, I only need my most powerful warriors..."

The words were still as plain as water, but they successfully aroused the pride of the warriors, and they stood up together with their strong and rugged chest muscles.

"But I didn't expect that the warriors died in the battle, but you came back intact?"

The Earth Armadillo is like a master at manipulating the hearts of warriors. The next moment, all the tribal warriors arouse even greater anger. If they had not respected the authority of the Earth Armadillo, they might have rushed up and cut the bodies of their own slaves into pieces.

"What do you think I should do to you?" Suddenly, Di Hu stopped, raised his fang knife and pointed it at these cowards and asked coldly.

"Kill them, kill them, the tribe doesn't need cowards..." Suddenly a tribe warrior stood up and roared loudly, his blood-red eyes seemed to burst open, and the big yellow teeth loomed in the firelight like the fangs of a beast, which made Those cowards couldn't help but whine and beg.

While begging for mercy, Di Hu suddenly laughed. Halfway through his laughter, he suddenly became cruel.

"You are worse than indentured servants. They also know that the wilderness people do not need to beg for mercy. I originally wanted to give you a chance to die in battle. Now, I have decided..."

Di Huan was about to tell his decision, but his eyes suddenly narrowed. He saw the faint light of fire on the mountain in the distance, and a playful smile came to the corner of his mouth again.

"The pro-slave master stands up and leaves it to you..."

Di Hu did not take action himself. Behind him, these pro-slave masters were their direct relatives. They felt humiliated and wronged. It was simply a joke of the tribe to have such a pro-slave relative. In order to clear their name, these relatives They were more ruthless than anyone else. Amidst the sounds of begging for mercy, a muffled sound of chopping bones and screams resounded through the wilderness.

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