The survivors include the elderly and children, with a total of less than forty people.
Such a terrible mortality rate shows how fragile the lives of ordinary people are, and they are almost powerless to fight back against monsters.
It was just a small group of low-level wind wolves, but they easily took away the lives of more than a hundred people. If Yun Luo hadn't happened to pass by, the entire village would have been completely slaughtered, and no one would have survived.
"How could this happen..."
Tantai Yao stood next to Yun Luo, looking at the villagers holding their heads and crying, and couldn't help but blush.
She wiped her face vigorously and murmured again: "How could this happen..."
Yun Luo said nothing and frowned.
This village is not far from Nanning City. Before the wave of monsters completely broke out, these villagers should have rushed to Nanning City to take refuge. Why have they not left until now?
Is it because the village is too remote that they haven’t received any news about the monster tide?
He was not the only one who had the same doubts, but also Long Qi.
He frowned and looked at the village chief sternly: "Are you the village chief of this village?"
The village chief's eyes were also red. After hearing this, he wiped his face and looked at him carefully: "I am the village chief here, this gentleman..."
Long Shiqi is wearing a black outfit with fine iron armor. He is obviously from the army, and has a hard and cold temperament.
The village chief is just an ordinary person, he has never seen any big shots, and he knows nothing about the level of warriors.
When he saw Long Qiyi wearing military armor, his attitude towards him was even more respectful than towards Yun Luo, and he seemed a little frightened.
Unfortunately, Long Qi didn't give him face, and interrupted coldly: "Didn't you receive the news about the coming tide of monsters? Why don't you take the villagers to the city to take refuge as soon as possible?"
When the village chief heard this, a deep bitterness appeared on his haggard face.
"Your Excellency, you don't know. The grassroots people received the news five days ago and immediately told other people, asking them to pack their things and leave home to take refuge, but..."
He couldn't speak any more and his voice suddenly stopped.
"But what?" Long Qiqi asked coldly.
The village chief twitched the corners of his mouth bitterly, but seemed unwilling to say anything. He just sighed and shook his head. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the two old men who were slumped on the ground, their faces full of despair and despair.
Many young people in the village died, and only two old people survived.
And, as luck would have it, they were the ones who had previously strongly requested to stay in the village and would not leave until the crops were mature and harvested.
As a result, they never expected that after only a few days of delay, not to mention the crops in the fields, even several of their relatives were lost.
The village was also destroyed, nothing was left...
One of the old men was even more miserable. In a family of four generations, he was the only one left alive.
At this moment, the old man was slumped on the ground, his body was in a mess, his eyes were cloudy, and his face was ashen.
Long Qi didn’t know what was going on and wanted to ask again.
"That's enough, no need to ask anymore."
Yun Luo frowned and stopped him. He noticed that the wailing people around him gradually became quiet, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
"It's all your fault! It's all your fault, old man! Give me back my wife and children!!!"
Suddenly, a middle-aged man with red eyes and a ferocious expression rushed over, strangled the old man's neck, and roared hysterically.
This sudden move shocked both Tantai Yao and Long Qi.