Zhou Yue and Wang Xiaoru spent the whole morning shopping. Neither of them found a birthday gift that satisfied them. Instead, they bought themselves several sets of beautiful summer clothes.
"I've been shopping all morning and still haven't found anything I'm satisfied with!" Zhou Yue said to Wang Xiaoru.
Wang Xiaoru said with a smile, "Don't worry, Lin Fei's birthday is on the 6th of next month. There are still several days left! Let's go have lunch first and continue shopping in the afternoon."
Zhou Yue nodded and said, "The weather is a bit hot, let's find a noodle restaurant to eat cold noodles!"
Afterwards, the two used their mobile phones to search for nearby noodle restaurants and chose a restaurant with good reviews to have lunch.
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Spirit world.
Hundreds of years ago, werewolves and pig-headed people lived in harmony, and there was peace between the two sides for hundreds of years. At that time, because of the fertile land, many rich tribes lived on both sides of the border, with a population of as many as two million.
Later, wars often broke out at the border, which caused the living standards of various tribes living around the border to plummet.
This makes the local tribes, whether they are pig-headed tribes or werewolf tribes, have no good impressions of their lords.
Battles, big or small, were fought year after year, with generals from both sides leading troops back and forth into each other's territory to burn and kill.
Because of the war, the various tribes living here suffered terribly, but even so, their lords did not give them any relief in tax collection.
In one sentence, "I don't care what you do, as long as you don't pay me a penny less in taxes."
War and high taxes forced many tribes who could no longer survive to become bandits. This led to serious banditry around the border, with countless bandits and mountain bandits robbing homes and homes.
By robbing passing caravans, the local tribes actually lived a good life.
Following the same example, more and more tribes left their places and went into the mountains to become bandits. This made the border areas, which were already difficult to live in, even more chaotic, and the generals in charge of the local military cities also had a headache.
Chaos has continued for hundreds of years. Chaotic areas have a way of life in chaotic areas, and local people gradually get used to it.
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In the territory of the pig-headed lord Zhutong, there is a large mountainous area 100 kilometers away from the border.
In this long mountain range, a large village was built against the mountain, with continuous lights dotting the dark night.
This stockade is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and it occupies a favorable location. When it was first built, the military city that managed this area would send pig-headed soldiers to encircle and suppress it. After several defeats, they turned a blind eye.
As soon as night fell, the mountain wind blew fiercely, and within a short while, there was lightning and thunder, and it started pouring rain.
On the archery tower, the bandit who was in charge of standing guard endured the cold raindrops blowing in obliquely, looking towards the direction of the stockade with some envy.
Today there was another big deal in the village, and a caravan was robbed, along with a lot of grain, tea, medicinal materials, porcelain and the most precious spiritual stones.
At this moment, there was a celebration banquet going on in the village. In the room where the charcoal fire was blazing, the village leader and some small bosses were eating and drinking, talking vulgar and dirty words, and holding high bowls.
"That bastard Zhutong won't give us a way to survive, so we can live a good life on our own terms." The leader laughed and scolded.
"Brother is right, I hope that old guy Zhutong dies soon." A little boss said.
The bandits were laughing and joking, eating meat and drinking from large bowls, and loudly cursed the pig-headed lord Zhutong.
At this moment, the sound of drums resounded throughout the village, and the shouts of bandits on duty came from outside, "The enemy is attacking, the enemy is attacking..."
The leaders and sub-leaders of the village rushed out of the house with weapons in hand and looked out in the heavy rain. The night, rain and forest blocked their sight.
There was a sharp and dense whistling sound in the air, which was an arrow.
"Puff puff……"
Bandits kept falling to the ground after being hit by arrows, and screams kept coming and going.
The bandit leader opened the arrow and felt a little relieved. He attacked from below. The arrow was not very powerful. As long as he was not unlucky enough to be hit in the vital part, he would not lose his combat effectiveness even if he was hit by the arrow.
"Young men, prepare for the battle between Rolling Stone and Black Oil..."
The mountain stronghold occupies an advantageous location, and these two things are magic weapons for defense. When the stronghold was first established, these things were used to withstand the encirclement and suppression of the military city, and then passed the most difficult period.
As soon as the leader finished speaking, the dense rain of arrows suddenly disappeared.
"Boom."
A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky and illuminated the sky and the earth. The bandits in the village saw a figure not far away, standing on a large rock 30 meters away from their village.
This pig-headed man was wearing armor, a steel helmet on his head, and a long sword hanging on his waist. This equipment was much more advanced than the pig-headed generals they usually encountered in military cities.
"This... this is equipment only worn by generals. Everyone, run away from me." The well-informed bandit leader shouted in fright, and then he immediately turned around and ran towards the tunnel in the village.
A pale golden light flashed across the night sky. This light flew over the mountain village and exploded instantly, transforming into countless small light groups.
Under the command of the pig-headed general, countless light groups floated and swam, like fireflies flying in the night, which was very beautiful.
"burst."
The pig-headed general gave a low shout, and countless light groups immediately turned into golden lasers, which riddled the entire stronghold beneath them.
"ah……"
Under the attack of the pig-headed general, the screams were not as frequent as before. With such a dense attack, not many people could survive, so there must be very few screams.
"Tap tap tap..."
The sound of dense footsteps came from behind, and a pig-headed leader came to the pig-headed general and said, "General Pig-headed Warrior, you should go back to the city to rest first! Just leave the rest to us."
Zhu Wu nodded and said to his subordinates, "Leave it to you. As per the old rules, there is no need to leave anyone alive in this village. Those unruly people deserve to die."
"Yes." The pig-headed leader, who originally wanted to stay alive, said with his hands clasped in fists.
After Zhu Wu turned around and left and disappeared into the night, the pig-headed leader immediately led his men into the bandit's village where more than half of them were dead and injured.
There was no sound of fierce fighting. Under Zhu Wu's wave of supernatural attacks, the bandits' will to resist had been knocked out, and what was left was just a one-sided massacre.
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"Boom, boom..."
Lightning lit up the night sky one after another, and the wind and rain blew against the trees in the mountains.
Behind the village, on a hillside a few hundred meters away from the village, the ground is covered with boulders of various shapes.
"boom."
A huge boulder on the ground was suddenly thrown away, and several pig-headed men crawled out of a hole covered by the boulder. These pig-headed men were the bandit leaders and some small leaders who had narrowly escaped.
Looking in the direction of the cottage, there were flames soaring into the sky. Even the heavy rain that was falling could not extinguish the raging fire...
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This chapter has been completed!