The smell of the wilderness swamp is very unpleasant, with mud and stinky puddles all over the ground, plus those weird squirming and slithering crawling creatures. Elves who like to be clean by nature will never step into such a ghost place. So.
Emperor Yun made a decisive decision and successfully eliminated less than half of the pursuers, and they were the most difficult ones among the pursuers.
Time passed by, and when a red cloud appeared on the eastern skyline, Emperor Yun and others who had been running around in the swamp all night suddenly stopped. They quietly flashed to the bushes in the swamp.
He hid inside and looked into the distance carefully.
An army of about a thousand people was huddled on a slightly raised dry muddy ground in the middle of the swamp. A middle-aged man who looked like a general was shouting feebly, ordering a group of fire-headed auxiliary soldiers to make a fire and cook there.
The food of this army is quite good. The fresh butter in the huge pan is making a cheerful "squeak" sound. The large sausages as thick as arms are fried in the butter with a rich aroma. It easily attracts those who are interested in the food.
Soldier's appetite.
Several large pots were simmering a thick soup with beetroot, onions and minced beef as the main ingredients, while several other fire-headed auxiliaries were smoking hardtack cakes in a makeshift oven. In this kind of wilderness
Under the circumstances, it is obviously impossible to eat fresh bread, but fresh bread is very easy.
There were soups, sausages, and pancakes. Even Yun Canglong couldn't help but feel a little jealous that he could have such food in such a large swamp.
I was being chased and running away like a hungry dog, but these guys were actually camping and having a meal in the swamp? If it were someone with a more ferocious and weird temper, he would probably be able to get up and kill all this small army.
Just as Yun Canglong was muttering secretly here, the middle-aged general shouted feebly: "Get up, eat, drink, um, how many supplies are left? They've all been eaten and drank! Distinguished gentlemen.
, we must make a decision, should we surrender, or...retreat?"
A young officer with blond hair and blue eyes and a strong aristocratic look stood up lazily. He grabbed a big sausage and took a few big mouthfuls. Then he snorted listlessly: "If those
If Heipi can guarantee our living conditions, then I don't mind surrendering to them! As for retreat, if we can safely evacuate this damn continent, I have no problem with it."
The middle-aged general sighed heavily: "Life benefits? Can you expect them to prepare steak and red wine for us? Don't forget that their local delicacies are various insects. Maybe they will treat you to a termite feast.
?”
The young officer who was holding a big sausage and swallowing it stopped what he was doing. He spat a mouthful of sausage aside, and then complained angrily: "Dear General, you can't do it while we are enjoying breakfast..."
With a 'Pfft' sound, a simple arrow shot into the back of the young officer's head and out of his mouth. Blood spurted out along the blood groove on the arrow shaft, and the young officer's body shook.
He shook, then fell to the ground in a panic.
The middle-aged general stayed there. He took a deep breath and was about to shout out the word 'enemy attack' when a boomerang flying from a distance whizzed past his throat.
Half of his neck was torn open, and his head was almost cut off. A large amount of blood flowed out along the boomerang's blade, and the middle-aged general fell heavily with an incredible look of horror on his face.
The strange screams of 'yo yo' came from all directions. About three thousand black spirit warriors covered in animal skins, armed with simple spears, bows and arrows, but with strong fighting energy fluctuations emanating from their bodies, were divided into dozens of groups.
The squad, like nimble cheetahs, launched an assault on the army on the mud.
The accurate arrows were like Bilibili's dagger stabbing the enemy's buttocks in the dark night. They were sharp and accurate and shot into the throats of the unprepared soldiers. In just a few breaths, dozens of soldiers were hit by arrows in the throats.
Fell to the ground.
Before these Black Spirit warriors could rush to their side, the remaining soldiers had already raised their hands, and all their weapons had been discarded on the ground. A few more timid and bachelor-minded soldiers simply knelt on the ground.
, shouted loudly: "Hey, hey, Black Spirit brothers, we are just mercenaries, we fight for money, we don't have any bloodstains, do we?"
The Black Spirit warriors rushed onto the muddy ground and looked disdainfully at the enemies who raised their hands in surrender.
A tall black spirit warrior walked slowly over holding a finely crafted magic sword that was obviously made by a master craftsman from the Western Continent. He looked at these captives who surrendered slowly and unskillfully.
shouted loudly in Western lingua franca.
"We will not kill prisoners. You are not allowed to resist or escape. Otherwise, we can hang you."
"The benevolent Presbyterian Council has decided that you go mining! After two years of hard work for us, we will release you."
"Your weapons cannot be kept; your personal belongings, we will not plunder you like you plundered our compatriots. But all of you must be identified. If you have killed our compatriots, you will be chopped down
Lose your head."
It was obvious that a large group of soldiers suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, while several ferocious-looking warriors suddenly shouted, and with a flash of fighting spirit on their bodies, they were about to break through the siege and escape. But the Black Spirit warrior slashed with his sword.
A blue gust of wind roared out, and the saint-level sword energy flew more than 20 meters into the air, splitting these warriors who were trying to escape into two pieces with one sword strike.
"I said, if you run away, you will die! Now you are exposing each other, well, who has killed our people? Those who have done this kind of thing will have their heads chopped off! But for those who have done meritorious service, you will have to do hard labor for the rest of your time.
It will be reduced by half!”
The soldiers who raised their hands were stunned for a while, and then they yelled at the same time. Like a group of biting mad dogs, they frantically explained the good deeds their companions had done without reservation. That man
The Black Spirit warrior holding a long sword gave the order coldly, pushed all the exposed warriors into the swamp, and chopped off their heads cleanly.
More than two hundred wooden poles were inserted into the ground, and the head of a dead soldier was inserted into each wooden pole.
The Black Spirit warriors asked again and again and found that no one in this group of mercenaries had ever done anything poisonous to the Black Spirit people. They then drove the prisoners away and walked slowly eastward. In that direction, a black wolf smoke rose into the sky.
When I got up, it was obvious that there was a very large black spirit army over there.
"The situation in the Black Spirit Empire seems to be bad." Emperor Yun sighed: "But it has nothing to do with us. Just keep on going, don't let those behind you catch up, it will be troublesome."
Touching the white widow on the right side of his chest that was greedily sucking his own flesh and blood, Emperor Yun shook his head helplessly. What was going on? With Emperor Yun's ability to master the secret of true power, he didn't even notice it.
When did he fall into a plot? How did the person who made a sneak attack and let the White Widow's eggs invade Emperor Yun's body do it?
The group of people sped up and fled towards the north as if they were floating without touching the ground.
This time, as soon as they left the bush where they were hiding, dozens of black spirit men had already arrived. These black spirit men were different from ordinary black spirit warriors. Although their clothes were very simple, they were as dark as
The satin-smooth skin was embroidered with a large number of weird magical lines using the blood of Warcraft and other materials.
These magic lines have an aura that is three parts ferocious, three parts sacred, three parts weird and one part ancient and strange. Against the background of these magic lines all over the body, these black spirit men feel like those from the Western Continent.
Just like the royal guards wearing full sets of heavy armor in front of the palace, they are completely different from ordinary black spirit warriors in terms of status and temperament.
The leader of the team, who wore an unknown animal bone helmet on his head and whose face was covered by a few protruding animal teeth, sniffed, then nodded slowly: "They are right in front! Let's chase after them quickly.
Got them. Hey, it seems that a group of little guys were involved in a fight here? So it slowed down their escape. They did a good job, it looks like they gained a lot."
Another big black spirit man with a big blue snake around his waist snorted: "I am also willing to take these little guys to attack those weak outsiders. Why should we listen to those arrogant elves and come here to chase them?
Kill these unfortunate people?"
The big man wearing the animal bone helmet scratched his chest and spread his hands helplessly: "Don't tell me about those annoying elves with mysophobia, I really want to press in those female elves with eyes in the sky.
Stinky puddle, let them get close to those bugs."
Exhaling, the big man shook his head: "I heard from my father that the Green Moon Queen of the Elf Continent seems to have some plan? Their vanguard has sneaked into the Western Continent, but was killed by a difficult opponent.
It was broken into pieces. Queen Green Moon felt that the elves were not strong enough to deal with the Western Continent, so she wanted to get us to join forces."
"Joining forces with the elves?" A group of black spirit men looked at me, and I looked at you, and frowned at the same time.
"But we have joined forces with the elves before, and it seems that we are always the ones who suffer!" The black spirit man with the big snake around his waist sighed in distress: "It's just that we can do whatever the elders say! Well, let's do that first
Let’s catch these unlucky ones, they are really strong, if the Mother of Spiders hadn’t taken action herself, we wouldn’t be their opponents.”
The big man wearing an animal bone helmet nodded piously: "Yes, the Mother of Spiders is a deity. It is easy to deal with a human being. The great Mother of Spiders has begun to revive, and she has begun to take the initiative to fight with
Contact the elders. The other gods will soon wake up, right? With the guidance and protection of the gods, we will not be bullied!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!