Zhao Hong dug a pit in the ground with a knife and buried the two holy warriors who had died tragically into it.

sighed slightly, I don't know what I was sighing about, and then I didn't go away, but sat on the ground not far away, and waited until dawn.

The moon set, the sky and the earth fell into darkness, Zhao Hong slowly got up, looked at the two new graves on the ground, and then walked towards the place where the army of the Sand Oath Tribe was stationed.

Zhao Hong's speed was fast, and he arrived at his destination almost instantly.

At this time, the battle between the Sand Oath Tribe and the Beast Man Tribe had begun.

"As I expected, they will attack at this time, this time is the darkest time in the world, if they launch a sneak attack, this time is the most appropriate. ”

When Zhao Hong arrived, the two sides had already been strangled together.

The Sand Oath Tribe gathered nearly two thousand warriors, and the number of holy warriors was more than a dozen.

And the beast tribe poured out, and there were less than two hundred beast warriors.

Zhao Hong just glanced at it and made a judgment: "This is not a battle, this is simply a massacre." ”

That's right, slaughter, beasts would not have been able to resist an attack of this magnitude, and although they had sacrificed their lives, they would not be able to compete with these fierce enemies, who were ten times more numerous than themselves.

Zhao Hong stood on a high place and observed the battlefield below, and several holy warriors who were supervising behind noticed some movement, and hurriedly turned around to look in Zhao Hong's direction.

At the moment when a few of them turned around, Zhao Hong noticed that they seemed to be looking in his direction, but Zhao Hong did not dodge, but stood in place and did not move.

"What people!"

Several holy warriors saw someone standing on a high place looking down, and they all rushed to this side.

"Whoa!

They were not far away, and they quickly came to Zhao Hong's side and looked at Zhao Hong.

Zefeng Holy Warrior was among them, Zefeng Holy Warrior was seriously injured and still recovering, and did not directly participate in the encirclement and suppression of the beast tribe.

"Zhao Hong, I thought you were a deserter, why did you appear here?"

"Zefeng Holy Warrior....... Zhao Hong glanced at the Zefeng Holy Warrior and said casually, "I got lost in my vigil...... Look, the battle over there!"

In the short time they were talking, the battle below had already been decided.

The beast tribe was completely defeated, and with the advantage of numbers and good cooperation, the Sand Oath tribe only seriously injured a few people, but there were dozens of people who were lightly injured.

If the Sand Oath Tribe is willing to use medicine, those who are seriously injured will have a good chance of surviving, but after being physically disabled with broken hands and feet, they will not have a chance to fight the battlefield in the future.

But in any case, this battle can be said to be a complete victory for the Sand Oath Tribe.

"Let's go down and have a look. Zhao Hong reminded.

"Yes, I'll ask you later, let's go down first. ”

"Yes, let's go!"

Zhao Hong followed several holy warriors and entered the village occupied by the beasts.

Some of the warriors shoved and shoved out an old beast man with gray hair.

The old beast man is described as withered, and his whole body is covered with bones.

There were several bloody knife wounds on the back.

Zhao Hong looked at the old beast and made a judgment in his heart: "The life force has collapsed, and it is estimated that it will not be long before the fate is over." This old man, the red giant who fought with the Zefeng Holy Warrior at the entrance of the village, how did he become like this. ”

Zefeng Holy Warrior stared at the old beast man for a while, and then laughed loudly: "Haha, it turned out to be you, I know the knife wound in your back, but the others are completely different, it turned out to be that it was changed to that appearance with witchcraft, I said, I have never seen such a tall beast warrior in the past." ”

The old beast man was like a candle in the wind, without vitality, but he still glared fiercely at the warriors of the Sand Oath tribe with his eyes.

"You dare to kill the people of my Sand Oath tribe, the crime is unforgivable! Especially you! You cannibalistic beast! You must be punished severely! Come on! Raise a fire, I will roast this old thing alive!"

The old beast man gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, still staring at the Zefeng Holy Warrior.

The Zefeng Holy Warrior ordered the warriors below: "You guys, cut off all the heads of those beast-like mongyls and stick them in the ground with wooden stakes!"

"Yes!"

The warriors below should obey, grab the corpse of the beast warrior, cut off the head, and then take the stakes that have been cut in advance.

The stake was sharp at both ends, so they had to stick the head of the beast man into the stake and the other end in the earth.

In the process, a few people who were not dying were also found, and a few who pretended to be dead were all directly beheaded and beheaded.

The old beast man didn't say a word, he was dragged and beaten and scolded all the way, but he didn't say a word.

Soon the old beast man was tied to the pyre, and the raging fire rose, burning the old beast man alive in the fire.

From beginning to end, the old beast man did not make a sound from his mouth.

"We've checked, and we haven't found any beasts in hiding, but we've found traces of beasts who fled early, and the footprints are still fresh, and it's still too late to catch them up!" one of the scouts reported.

"Chase!"

With the order of the Zefeng warriors, the warriors besieging the beast tribe left the village.

Some went with the Zefeng Holy Warriors to hunt down the fleeing beasts, while others left directly.

Zhao Hong also left with the Zefeng Holy Warrior.

Before leaving, a fire was also set off, and the whole village was on fire for a while.

Zhao Hong walked to the entrance of the village and looked back at the village.

In the firelight, a small figure slowly appeared.

The old sorcerer of the tribe arranged the witchcraft and recited the rituals, so that the children were protected by magical witchcraft from anyone.

The little figure was a child, who looked to be only seven or eight years old, crouching in the corner of the village, covered in blood, holding a skull in his hand, standing in the middle of a pre-arranged ceremonial space in the corner, motionless and silent.

This is the child that the old beastman has hidden with the last of his sorcery, and that child has watched from beginning to end as the people of the Sand Oath Tribe slaughter their own tribe.

Watch as the people of the Sand Oath tribe cut off the heads of their tribe and stick them in wooden stakes.

Watching the old wizard who grew up taking care of himself being roasted alive.

The little beast man bit his lip tightly to prevent himself from making any sound, his tears had already dried up, and he looked at the Sand Oath tribesmen who were gradually moving away from the village with extremely hateful eyes.

Zhao Hong had already seen the existence of this little beast man.

But he didn't break it.

But these little beasts don't know.

As soon as Zhao Hong turned around, he happened to meet his gaze, and in the monstrous firelight, Zhao Hong's appearance, along with the hatred of the tribe being slaughtered, was deeply imprinted in the heart of this beastly man.