Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

Cartel was among the running crowd.

He was more agile and powerful than ordinary refugees, but he didn't dare to be the first to reach the finish line. When he was almost there, he slowed down and got stuck in the sixth position, which made him look inconspicuous.

Sure enough, the robbers guarding the finish line didn't pay much attention to him.

Just tell him.

He can become a glorious Gray Wind bandit. In the future, he can be full of food as long as he works for the bandit group. Of course, he can also refuse to join, and the price will be to have his head chopped off with a sword.

In this way, the Gray Wind Bandit Group selected about a hundred "vegetarians", most of whom were elderly or disabled. As for women and children, they were looked after separately. Sometimes children can also be used as food, but generally Only the leader, Collier, can enjoy such tender meat.

"Today's harvest is also very good. If you save some money, you can eat these vegetables for a week." Collier sat on his tall horse and watched his bandits driving the refugees into cages, looking very satisfied.

"Chief, do we want to camp outside Bangor City?" A bandit asked: "It's getting late, and the brothers are all hungry, how about..."

He hopes that the leader will process a few vegetables now to make broth or barbecue.

They really don’t want to eat dried meat soaked in water anymore.

He couldn't help but feel his stomach growl just thinking about those pieces of meat that were cooked to pulp and roasted to a crisp with oil.

"No, the guards in Bangor City are not blind. We should rush back." Collier shook his head.

He saw that the walls of Bangor City were brightly lit with fire, and the guards were walking back and forth on the walls. Some of them had discovered the situation here and gathered together to point out.

The Gray Wind Bandit Group is no longer a secret in this territory. The city lords of every city have a headache for them, but they are unwilling to spend time and effort to eliminate the bandit group. Many city owners even think that the bandit group is The existence helped them deal with the refugees wandering outside the city.

The robber who made the suggestion was a little disappointed.

But he didn't dare disobey Collier's orders.

"Hey! Hurry up and stop being in love with women! Drive these damn refugees into cages quickly!" He turned around and urged, and the whip in his hand hit the ground with a "snap", and several women began to use their hands. The robber with his feet immediately stopped with a smile.

Cartel hid his body behind a group of adults and watched the surrounding situation with vigilance. He wanted to find a chance to escape. Unfortunately, the bandits around him were watching with eager eyes and there was no chance. In the end, he could only follow and be driven in. in a cage.

The cages of these bandit reserves are slightly larger than those of other refugees.

The robbers also gave them a little bit of dried meat.

It's a welcome gift to the soon-to-be gangster.

The food is delicious to the people around you.

But when Carter looked at the dried meat in his hand, he almost spit out the sparrow meat he had eaten before.

It was actually a human finger.

Although he had known for a long time that these bandits wanted to eat people, when he actually got the human flesh, he still felt deeply afraid of it, especially the chewing sounds coming from around him, which made his hair stand on end.

"We must escape from here! I don't want to eat human flesh." Carter muttered secretly. He pretended to eat his finger, then turned his back, and the finger fell into his trouser pocket.

Within a quarter of an hour, the bandits completed the operation of driving the refugees into the iron cages. Collier took one last look at Bangor City, and then ordered the bandit group to push the iron cages back the same way.

"Sooner or later I will capture a city."

Collier's eyes burned with ambition.

Only by capturing the city can we get rid of this homeless life.

Although they are not short of food now, there is no one to produce food for them.

It’s impossible to eat human flesh for the rest of your life, right?

As for letting bandits and slave laborers farm the land.

It's not like Collier didn't think about it.

But once the refugees become bandits, especially after they are soaked in blood, they are no longer willing to mess with those fields.

Moreover, the crop seeds are all in the hands of the city lord.

Even if you want to farm, you have to conquer a city first.

When compared.

The Gray Wind bandits returned even more slowly.

There were more than twenty iron cages that required the robbers to drag them back bit by bit.

It's not like we can't put these refugees down and leave on their own.

But they are weak and their movement speed is too slow. If they follow the speed of these refugees, they will not be able to return until dawn.

In short, just when the sky turned white, Collier could already see the mottled shadows of the houses in the town.

"Brothers, hurry up, we are almost here, broth and barbecue are waving to us!" Collier raised his sword and greeted.

The robbers raised their heads and looked into the distance. Seeing the town right in front of them, they seemed to have squeezed out a little strength from their exhausted bodies.

"Delicious broth!" A robber shouted excitedly, looking at the vegetable in the cage like a hungry wolf seeing fresh meat.

He took off the rope from his shoulders and looped it around his waist to fix it, and then ran forward with all his strength along with the bandits around him.

"Come on!"

"It's coming!"

The surrounding bandits also quickened their pace.

Under the temptation of fresh meat, the speed of these bandits suddenly increased several times.

The "vegetarians" in the cage huddled in the corner of the cage numbly and desperately, trembling like a group of livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

Although the meat-cleaver hasn't come yet.

But they can already imagine such horrific scenes.

Collier rode in front on his war horse.

The town in the morning light was still as peaceful as when I left.

But there seemed to be some more food aroma in the air. He sniffed and narrowed his sinister eyes slightly. This aroma had obviously dissipated a lot, but it was definitely not the smell of human flesh. It was serious livestock roasting. The meat comes out fragrant.

Why does the town smell like barbecue?

Could it be that those women did it?

Collier couldn't understand, but he was already secretly wary.

The closer they got to the town, the more excited the robbers became and their running speed became faster and faster.

They didn't realize that their leader had gradually dropped from the front to the middle of the team, and later even to the end, and just rushed into the town with a longing for food and women.

In the shelter of the town's houses.

The brilliance of the morning light cannot completely spread to every corner.

When the first robber walked into the dark alleyway to check on the imprisoned women.

A pair of scarlet eyes met his searching eyes.

The tall figure raised the giant ax in his hand and slashed down.

"Pfft-"

The ax blade split from the head to the belly.

The robber was cut in two.