The mud man that everyone thought could not be killed was easily killed by Yuan Zhan.
The mud man also wanted to suffocate Yuan Zhan with a part of his body, but as soon as he stretched out his arm, Yuan Zhan wrapped him with hard soil, and then... No one knows what happened in that hard shell, but He heard the miserable cry of the mud man. In the end, the tall and arrogant savage lifted up the huge hard shell and threw it to the top of the city.
The hard shell hit the tower and shattered into countless pieces. After avoiding it, everyone subconsciously searched for traces of the mud man in the hard block, but all they saw was hard soil with a strange color.
Another emissary with detection ability stared at those fragments and shouted frantically in his heart: This is impossible!
Because of Mudman's special ability, many people in Luoque City discussed how to kill him half-jokingly. Among them, a sacred-blood warrior from another tribe who was good at fire attack said that if someone used extremely high temperature and The huge fire wrapped up the mud man and burned him without giving him a chance to escape. After the mud man was burned dry and smashed to pieces, the mud man would die.
Looking at the mud man's current appearance, isn't it like being smashed to pieces after being burned dry by fire
Goddess above! What level and line of blood warriors is the savage chief? The envoy began to retreat slowly towards the edge of the city wall while the surroundings were not paying attention. His ability was a support, and if he really wanted to fight, he had to die, and he didn't want to die yet.
Before he came, he thought it was an easy task, just like other envoys, they all took this support as a joke. According to the news returned by the envoys who entered the wild land before, it is not bad to have a few fourth-level fighters in this barren and backward ghost place. Most small tribes do not even have a fourth-level chief, let alone the extremely rare blood warriors. .
But who is going to tell him why there is a sacred-blood warrior whose ability is definitely above the seventh level, and not just a series of barbaric sacred-blood warriors in front of him!
And this so-called savage tribe also has flying bone tools!
The envoy retreated step by step, and he wanted to escape back and report the news to the upper echelons of Roche City. The three tribes of Mogan, Huangjing and Duofei must have concealed some very important things from them.
The warriors of the Duofei tribe were almost desperate. No matter how many arrows they shot and how many flying spears they threw, they didn't cause any damage to the man. The big shield of the man was powerful, but the man's skin seemed to be even more powerful. They clearly saw Some arrows and flying spears shot his body, not to mention scars, but there was not even a trace left!
The tribe that had been destroyed by the war had been destroyed to such a degree that if someone escaped, he saw it as if he didn't see it.
The remaining envoy from Raque City was overjoyed. He was about to retreat to the west city. Everyone's attention was on the savage. Not many people noticed him. Even if someone noticed, he pretended to attack the savage.
Soon, it's a pity for his mount, but now he doesn't care so much, the important thing is to escape first, this Duofei tribe is doomed.
"Shua!" The messenger suddenly disappeared at the base of the wall.
The dwarves below hated this guy, because this guy noticed what they were doing underground, and after catching them, he came here to laugh at them, and even grabbed one of the female warriors to bully them.
The emissary was dragged into the tunnel, lying on the ground, before getting up, "Pfft!" The back of the head was gouged through by a pickaxe.
On the tower, Duo Fei's body trembled unknowingly, but it had been a while since I saw this savage so powerful and terrifying.
Just one person, he even leveled a tribe by himself. It's not an exaggeration, it's not a description, but it's true. Wherever he walked, all the buildings were turned into dust.
She has worked hard to build the tribe for nearly two years, and now it has become an empty city in the blink of an eye, with only four walls. It is ridiculous that her city walls have not been fully built, and some places are still under construction.
"Let all war slaves and fighters attack him and kill him!" Duofei ordered loudly.
In the sky, Yan Mo was always paying attention to the movement below. Seeing Yuan Zhan's gesture, he immediately lowered the bone bird and released the two hundred elite fighters who had already lined up behind and were ready to rush out to fight.
The original battle attack was no longer aimless, he began to target those middle and high-level fighters above level five.
The soldiers who came to besiege him couldn't stop him at all, they were surrounded by him and rushed all the way to the tower.
Duofi's fighters couldn't form a fighting force at all, they were terrified, even if some high-ranking fighters knew that their Duofei leader could help them heal their wounds and even recover, they still didn't have the heart to fight - the savage just needed to fight Just killing people, can Princess Duofei bring the dead back to life
The hearts of the people have been scattered, and Duofei can no longer turn the tide. Not only the soldiers and slaves below, but also the nobles and guards around her are also persuading her to leave first and wait for revenge later.
As soon as Yuan Zhan stepped on the city wall, the city wall collapsed, and the people on the city wall fled in a panic even though they were prepared.
"Princess! Let's go! That savage is powerful, when we go back to Tianzhu City... ah!"
"Stop him! Stop him!" Several nobles around Duofey yelled frantically.
Seeing that the situation was out of control and the defeat of the Duofei tribe was inevitable, Fei Li whistled and rushed down to grab Princess Duofei and fled away. His subordinates saw that his actions seemed to have been expected, no one was surprised, they just flew behind him to help him cut off his back.
Except for his birdman subordinates, Feili's actions were obviously beyond the expectations of the rest of the Duofei tribe. The few nobles and Duofei warriors who were left behind looked up at Her Royal Highness who was flying farther and farther away, and they were all dumbfounded.
Duofei herself didn't expect that Feili would take her to escape, but she didn't struggle, she just watched her tribe's last wall collapse with panic, tears flowed from her eyes, she was so defeated, so Simple, almost vulnerable to that savage!
"Where are you taking me?" Duofei buried her head in Feili's arms.
Feili looked at the unusual princess, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He thought that the princess might have misunderstood something, but this is good, so as to avoid other accidents on the way, "Go back to Tianzhu City. Jiuyuan has become a climate, and I want to stay here It is too difficult to establish a new tribe on a piece of land to compete with him, if His Highness wants revenge, it is better to go back and borrow the strength of others."
Duofei grabbed his skirt tightly, bit her lips and said, "Yes, you are right, I am still the princess of Tianzhu City, the only princess, I should go back."
Feili didn't say anything more, if General Zhefei hadn't sent someone to inform him, saying that this princess is more useful alive than dead, and that her beauty and ability can also bring certain benefits to Tianzhu City when used in marriage, he would have Will not control her life or death.
I heard that Luo Quecheng seems to be very interested in their princess? Maybe they can contact Roche City to see.
Both Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo saw that Fei Li had rescued Duo Fei, but strangely, neither of them made a move to stop him.
As soon as Duofei and Feili left, the remaining soldiers and war slaves had no intention of resisting. Lan Die and Zhu Neng rushed over with two hundred soldiers and could only clean up the battlefield and organize the war slaves.
The dwarves also jumped out of the tunnel, and the two sides met, which was a joy and excitement.
Yuan Zhan scanned the battlefield and saw that the high-level fighters had been controlled, so he walked towards the bone bird.
Yan Mo came out and asked with a smile, "How?"
Yuan Zhan clenched his fist, "Too little."
"Ha! This only solves the Duofei tribe. This tribe has only been established for two years and has a weak foundation. But the Morgan, Huangjing tribe, and Luoque city will not be defeated so easily by us. Just wait. , there will never be fewer battles in the future, and I will let you have a good fight!"
The leader of the dwarves who led the team was the militant Logan patriarch. When he saw Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo, he immediately ran over and shouted, "You two, that birdman rescued that princess. Don't you use bone birds to chase them?"
"It's just a woman, just run away." Yuan Zhan waved his hand to express his indifference, but Yan Mo knew that there was a five-year non-aggression agreement between Yuan Zhan and that General Zhefei, one of which was to let that general The princess left alive.
Lan Die came over and asked: "Leader, my lord priest, what about these captives? Do you want to take them back?"
Yuan Zhan glanced at Yan Mo, "Tie them up and take them home, wear them with sticks, and tie their hands and necks to the sticks, just like women, children don't need it."
"What about the things in this tribe?" Although the Duofei tribe collapsed, all the things were buried under the sand, not many were destroyed, and most of them were still usable.
"You rummage together with the dwarves, and everything you find belongs to you. Remember, don't fight and grab things with the dwarves."
Lan Die Le replied loudly: "Yes!" Then he turned around and went back to tell everyone the good news.
In the end, Yuan Zhan asked people to drive all the captured women, children, and seriously injured people into the bone bird, and tied up the remaining strong laborers to let Lan Die and the others slowly drive back from the ground.
Lan Die collected a large number of war beasts and camel beasts that Duofei traded with Yuanjing, and piled up all the looted property on them. The dwarves were divided into half, and each one was very happy. Logan asked Yuan Zhan if he wanted their help. Yuan Zhan shook his head, he was still a little disappointed.
Gege and Dede were very happy to see Yan Mo, and quietly came to ask him if they could go back to Jiuyuan with him.
Ge Ge shyly said: "My lord, we want to continue studying with you, is that okay?"
Yan Mo didn't refuse immediately, he also had a good impression of these two dwarves, "Does your patriarch and Zu Wu know what you think?"
Dede nodded quickly, "Yes, we told the patriarch and Master Zuwu when we came out, if you agree with us to stay, we will not go back!"
Grid scratched his head, "It's not that we won't go back, we plan to go back in three to five years."
Yan Mo smiled, do these two want to study abroad in Jiuyuan
Gege was relatively honest, and he told Yan Mo completely the true thoughts in his heart: "My lord, the knowledge you taught us is very useful and helpful to us. I want to go back and teach us after I have learned from you." Children of other ancestor worshiping families, we... "
"it is good."
"My lord? You agree?" Grid and Dede were pleasantly surprised.
Yan Mo smiled and nodded. Spreading knowledge can reduce his scum value, and he also wants to have a good relationship with the dwarves. He was not afraid that the dwarf would learn to become stronger in the future and beat Jiuyuan in turn.
If Jiuyuan didn't even have this measure and courage, even without the dwarves, he wouldn't be able to last long, and sooner or later he would be replaced by other powerful forces. On the contrary, if the neighbors are strong, the family will have the motivation to work hard. What's more, he didn't teach the dwarves everything. Of course, the most important and essential knowledge is only taught to the most loyal Jiuyuan people. As long as Jiuyuan is always ahead of others, they will not be afraid of the counterattack of "students" .
Grid and Dede were ecstatic, they jumped and jumped together, and then ran to tell the good news to other dwarves.
The other dwarves were also happy for them. They had lived in Jiuyuan for a long time, and they knew that even if they stayed in this non-dwarf tribe, they could live well, perhaps better than in the dwarf tribe.
In the end, Luo Gan took the other dwarves to rest in the Duofei tribe, and rummaged underground to find the property that had been missed before, while Gege and Dede followed Yan Mo and the others back to Jiuyuan first.
The bone bird vacated again, Yuan Zhan stood by the bird's eye and looked at the field below, and suddenly said to Yan Mo: "When this battle is over, let's build the road."
"Ok?"
Yuan Zhan turned around and said, "Build a road leading to the dwarf tribe. Population, food, and roads, you said that the three complement each other. There are many savage tribes on this land. I want to take them all into Jiuyuan, and some Only the road can make my ideas come true.”
Yan Mo was a little startled. Yuan Zhan talked about building roads, but he could hear the huge ambition from the other party's seemingly flat tone. No wonder this guy was so merciless to the Duofei tribe, and directly wiped out all the tribes. Did he want to dominate the barren land
Yuan Zhan has changed, no, maybe it should be said that he gradually exposed his true self, and after gaining power, he no longer hides his ambition and desire, he wants to gain more power, wants to occupy more land and people, The joint attack of Morgan and Huangjing tribe just gave him the best reason to invade other tribes.
With such an idea, Yuan Zhan turned directly to Dahekou on the way, and he wanted to know first-hand news.
At the mouth of the river, the new force of the curse witch joined the sky, and the enemy retreated quickly. The curse witch used more than 500 prisoners of war captured by the mermaids by the river as sacrifices, and cursed that all enemies who wanted to attack Jiuyuan would lose the ability to walk as long as they set foot on Jiuyuan's land.
At first neither the Morgan nor the Huangjing tribe knew what happened to their team. It wasn't until someone cried and shouted that they offended the water god and were cursed by the water god that the leaders of the two tribes realized it. But it was too late at this time, as long as the war slaves and soldiers who crossed the boundary marker erected by Jiuyuan all fell to the ground, no matter whether you were ordinary soldiers or blood warriors, you all lost the ability to walk.
The soldiers of Jiuyuan were all overjoyed. They didn't have any sympathy or pity for the enemies who attacked Jiuyuan.
The captured new prisoners of war were then sent to the witches as sacrifices. Within half a day, the Mogan and Huangjing tribes did not dare to send people to cross the river or step over the boundary marker.
When Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan arrived, they happened to see the witch at the center, blood flowing around him like a river, hundreds of thousands of prisoners of war fell to the ground with their necks cut off, and their blood flowed to the feet of the witch like a stream. collection.
The curse witch had loose hair and stood barefoot in the pool of blood. He was holding a skeleton staff and raised his hands high, doing some weird movements in the pool of blood.
Yan Mo had never seen such a witch before, and he felt a gloomy chill coming from the killing ground before he got close.
Such a witch made him strange, and also made him shudder!
There were so many corpses, at least no less than a thousand, and the curse witch actually killed them all!
Yuan Zhan and the others were used to this kind of scene, but Yan Mo was different, he almost fell down on his soft feet in embarrassment.
As a doctor and researcher, he has seen corpses, and even went to some war zones to buy corpses. But he had never seen so many corpses at one time, and they were freshly killed corpses!
Standing outside the circle of corpses, he even thought he heard the gurgling of blood from the throats of the prisoners.
Yuan Zhan held Yan Mo's arm before everyone noticed, as if supporting him.
Yan Mo recovered, his face pale, "I'm fine." He whispered.
He was just surprised by his master's generosity. Should he thank the witch for not telling him his plan
But neither Yuan Zhan, nor the other fighters in Jiuyuan, even the mermaid warriors were not too shocked when they saw this scene. They had fear on their faces. What they were afraid of was the ability of the witch, but not so many dead people.
Yan Mo took a deep breath, but was coughed out by the strong smell of blood.
"silent?"
"I'm fine!" Yan Mo repeated again, he told himself that he had to adapt, this world was not his original peaceful world, or his original world, when certain countries and regions were engaged in religious wars and genocide, That situation was not much better than it is now.
Yan Mo forced himself to inhale. After a few breaths, his strength came back. He gently pushed Yuanzhan away and walked to the forefront of the battlefield.
At this time, the mermaid warriors were still fighting underwater with the beasts sent by Mogan.
Jiuyuan soldiers were cleaning the battlefield and guarding the battlefield. The fighting was suspended, and the ambulance personnel ran back and forth by the river, looking for their own wounded soldiers.
When Hao and Shengu saw the two of them, they rushed up to greet them.
"How's the situation?" Yuan Zhan asked.
"We have repelled their attacks twice. With Master Curse Ancestor, none of them can break through the battle formation." Shen Gu said, looking at the Curse Witch standing in the pool of blood with awe-inspiring eyes.
"Where is it fierce?"
"He went to the other side of the river to check on the enemy. The Moorgan tribe was afraid of the curse of the ancestors, and had already retreated to about five miles behind the boundary marker. But the Huangjing tribe was separated by the river, and they hid in the woods on the other side and did not retreat too far. "
"When Meng comes back, you will fight across the river with me, and kill all the enemies of Huang Jing's tribe first!"
"yes!"
Yan Mo looked at the curse witch, the old man knew that he was too short to cast such a large curse, but he did it anyway.
Didn't he know that the curse would backfire? As a witch, how could he not know
So he wants to commit suicide? The old man lived happily and arrogantly, but he didn't have the slightest intention to seek death.
Then why did he...
Yan Mo understood that the witch was for him.
He is the priest of Jiuyuan, and the curse witch is his master. Probably this old man with a bit of a naughty heart thought that as a great curse ancestor, he must not lose face to his apprentices, and he wanted to let the people of Jiuyuan know how powerful he is, so he In front of so many people, I made a big deal.
Yan Mo was angry and funny. The angry old man disregarded his body, and laughed at the old man for being so devoted to his half-way apprentice.
Master, don't worry, with me here, I will definitely not let you die casually, you should continue to live and serve as a nuclear weapon for Jiuyuan.
Yan Mo twisted his neck and shook his hands, motioning for the people next to him to give way.
Dahe who followed immediately cleared the venue with the other two guards.
Yan Mo looked around the river and the woods on both banks. He saw a relatively flat boulder by the river, and he climbed up with Dahe's hand.
"Be careful, don't let someone shoot me to death with arrows." Yan Mo said half-jokingly.
Dahe was very nervous when he heard this sentence.
Seeing Yan Mo's movement, Yuan Zhan frowned, this person doesn't want to dance the sacrificial dance again, does he? There is no need at all.
Yes, Yan Mo wanted to dance the sacrificial dance, but it was not to inspire the soldiers, but to comfort the souls, to appease the souls who died on the battlefield, and at the same time relieve his master a little bit of backlash.
Because of the curse, there was too much resentment on this battlefield, and since he skipped the sacrificial dance, he became particularly sensitive to this residual spiritual power.
This is not a superstition, nor is it an illusory theory of the soul, but he knows that after death, especially in the case of strong resentment or resentment, the dead will leave a special magnetic field wave, which was found in his research career in the previous life. I also verified it a little out of curiosity.
Most of this special magnetic field dissipates quickly, but there are also special cases. This world pays attention to the power of the soul. When the curse witch borrows the life of the prisoner of war as a source of power to curse the enemy, this power is forcibly assembled. Although the energy of the curse witch is strengthened by this, the resentment of the soldiers who died tragically is also condensed.
There is also the hatred, attachment, reluctance, etc. left by his own soldiers after death. If they are left alone, he will not bear it. These people fought and died for Jiuyuan. As a priest, he at least hoped to send them off at the end.
"Ding-"
Qingyue's ringtone faintly spread around when Yan Mo stood on the boulder and performed his first movement.
But Yan Mo didn't have a bell on his body, he just took off his shoes and socks just like last time for the convenience of dancing, leaving one arm bare.
On the other side, the leader of the Huangjing tribe who was secretly observing the other side asked his subordinates: "Who is that old man? What are you doing?"
The people of the Huangjing tribe couldn't recognize the old man. The priest of Jiuyuan they remembered looked like a young man, but they could guess the identity of the old man by looking at his movements and clothing. "Maybe he's another witch."
The person in charge was angry, "Why do they have so many powerful wizards? Do they have their own temples like the cities?"
The people under him couldn't answer, they could only smile wryly.
The person in charge saw that the old witch on the other side was moving more and more smoothly, and he seemed to hear strange and pleasant voices in his ears. He was afraid that this was a new curse or witchcraft, so he repeatedly ordered to his opponent: "Shoot the arrow! Throw the arrow!" Spear! Shoot him! Don't let him jump again! Quick!"