49 Chapter 49
"These ......" Kevin looked at the several corpses lying in front of him, and his face gradually turned cold, "Someone has attacked from the other side?" β
However, after saying that, he shook his head again, and denied this conjecture.
Not to mention how high the probability of the other end of this secret passage being discovered by others is, even if it is really discovered that it is attacking from the other side, the two armies in the secret passage are suppressed, and it is not a problem to take advantage of the convenience of the terrain to make a move in this narrow environment. Moreover, if there are casualties in this style of play, they will also be concentrated in the front, and there will be no such scattered situation in the rear.
Take 10,000 steps back and say, if it is a sand ghost who can kill all the way from front to back like a raging wind, this will not happen. Because they won't even have a whole corpse left.
Osvid stopped, and Kevin rolled over from his back and strode over to several corpses.
Some of the corpses were lying on their sides, and more were on their knees, and in short, they didn't have a lot of faces.
Osvid paced two steps forward, raising his front paws in an attempt to pull a corpse in front of him to his back, but failed after two attempts.
"Don't pick up the dog's paws here." Kevin unceremoniously slapped him aside, frowning as he carefully flipped the body over and muttered, "Strange posture ......"
A good wolf was forcibly called a dog, and Osvid wanted to give him a kick, but it was Kevin who spoke, so he could only snort from his nose and defend himself angrily: "You try to suddenly have two more legs and see if you can control it freely." β
Kevin didn't want to reply: "Don't make excuses if you're stupid, you didn't crawl on four legs before you were a year old, so you should go back to life." β
"......" Osvid felt that he was being ridiculed and squeezed by him every day, but when he thought about it, it made sense, and he really didn't know how to refute it.
"Look at the posture of these people." Kevin flipped the corpse in front of his feet and raised his chin at the corpse in front of him, "Don't you think it's all the other way around?" β
Osvid didn't react for a moment: "What's wrong?" β
Kevin turned around and slapped him on the neck, saying, "If the attack came from the front, like I gave you a blow like this, how would you fall?" β
"Backwards." Osvid replied in a deep voice.
He obviously understood what Kevin meant: if the attack or collision was coming from directly in front of him, then most normal people would be made backwards by such an attack, and the corpses should mostly be in a supine position, which is the opposite of what is in front of them.
"It's not like the attack is coming from behind, is it?" Osvid added, "Don't forget that we've been in the rear, and if something attacks them from behind, why haven't we met them all this time?" β
"That's why it's weird...... Kevin retracted his gaze and looked down at the corpse he had turned over, and soon noticed another problem.
This time, he didn't need to remind Osvid to notice it tooβthe flipped corpse had a very strange expression, his eyes were wide open, and although his pupils were dilated, he could see that he must have seen something that surprised him. But not frightened, because the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.
This is the weirdest part, just looking at the upper half of the face, this person should be shocked at the moment of death, but the lower half of the face looks peaceful and content. These two emotions are mixed on the same face, which seems extremely inconsistent.
After watching it for a long time, it will make people feel creepy.
They looked through all the corpses in the area one after another, and found that their expressions were almost identical, and they could not find any fatal wounds on their bodies, some of which were not even wounds at all.
Both of them fell silent for a moment......
What is it that makes the person who sees it look like that?
What's more, what is there that would make people die by the time they show that expression?
I couldn't grasp anything for a while. Kevin shook his head and said, "Look further ahead." β
He rolled onto Osveld's back, and the wolf-turned-emperor whispered, "Hold on," and scurried again.
It wasn't a long journey, but it took longer than before, because there were more and more corpses, and it was almost impossible to settle down after a short time.
"Is anyone still alive......" Kevin frowned and looked at the mess at his feet, his expression very ugly.
"Yes." Osveld replied categorically, "There are still half of them, and I just counted the number." β
Although he was very sure about the fact that "someone survived", just listening to the tone of his voice, he could tell that his emotions were very solemn, and he obviously did not expect such a situation to occur in the secret passage.
The secret passage soon came to an end, and at the end of the winding road was a stone staircase that went diagonally upward.
Kevin sat on the back of the giant beast, bent down and stared at the surface of the stone staircase carefully for a long time, not letting go of any traces, "There are a lot of footprints here, many but not messy, it should be stable." Counting the time, the regrouping of the surviving people and leaving here would be a few hours before they left at most. β
One man and one beast did not delay any longer, and found the exit along the stone staircase.
The exit is strictly a heavy stone slab that hangs above the top of the stone staircase. Two tall men had just enough to reach the slab by taking a ladder, but it took a lot of effort to push it away.
Kevin himself is tall, and Osvid, who has become a giant wolf, is a natural help.
This bastard was a helper who never spoke well, but shook his finger in front of Osveld's nose, drew his attention, and said, "It's time to use the function of your footpad." β
Osvid: "......"
Without even thinking about opening his mouth, he took Kevin's disgusting cat and dog finger into his mouth, and unceremoniously grinded it twice with the sharp tip of his wolf teeth.
Kevin: "......"
He slapped Osveld's dog on the head, sneered and stroked it twice: "Are you loose?" If you don't let go, I'll smash your dog's teeth. β
Osvid loosened his teeth contemptuously and let Kevin's flirtatious fingers out.
Kevin rubbed his fingers on Osvid's fur without thinking about it, and then looked around carefully, and found that there was no broken skin, so he said angrily: "This is going to be broken by you, I have to quickly catch up with the army and ask the medical officer to bring me some medicine." "The implication is that you are not far from rabies.
Osveld snorted, arched his back, and motioned for the bastard to hurry up and unload the slate.
Kevin climbed on his broad back, stepped on his fluffy fur, and couldn't help but bow his head and ask: "I'm not lightweight, after a while, the force of unloading the slate will be greater, can your spine hold up?" β
Osvid glanced at him with a handsome and indifferent snow wolf face, and said, "You've been sitting on my spine for a day, and now you're asking if it's too late?" Do you think that the bones of such a big beast are made of glass? β
It was rare for a conscience to find that he cared about the young man, and he was blocked back, Kevin snorted, and without saying a word, raised his hand to the edge of the stone slab and punched it.
In fact, it is fortunate that Osvid is now in the form of a beast, and he can't do anything else except obediently act as a stepping foot. If they were all humanoid, he would definitely not let Kevin do it, and with his strength, three punches down, the stone slab blocking the exit could directly crack and fall down.
Kevin's fists weren't as hard as his, but they were strong, and he used a bit of skill to get inside, and soon smashed one side of the slate into a corner.
He lifted the slate with both hands and slowly moved it aside.
The exit was about a meter square, and Kevin rolled out of it with three strikes and five divisions, and lay down next to the hole to wait for Osvid below. The latter, however, is a bit tragic.
Because he's stuck......
The wolf is much larger than ordinary beasts, and although the proportions are beautiful, both legs, feet and waist are very strong and strong. His Majesty the Emperor leaped vigorously, poked out his head, poked out his two front paws, and poked out his front half of his waist...... Ended up getting stuck in the folded wings.
Osvid: "......"
Kevin, who was lying next to him and was going to help him, laughed at him unscrupulously, and then held his huge wolf head and said seriously: "To be honest, the wolf I used to raise was much thinner than you, you see you are strong, hey...... Let's go back and lose weight. β
Osvid didn't want to deal with him at all, and it took him a long time to jump out of the cave door in Kevin's tug-of-war rescue, shaking his white hair in embarrassment.
Where they were was at the bottom of a dry dry well. Kevin resealed the slate and looked around the stone wall. The marks of the knife on it were still fresh, and it was clear that the large army was not far away from them.
"Carmen, where is it outside the wellhead?" Kevin asked casually as he patted the dust on his hands.
Osvid: "......"
accidentally stuck back in the hole, and in a blink of an eye, he gave him a nickname called Carmen, isn't this kind of person owing anything?!
Osvid stared at him rather wretchedly for a few moments before replying, "Mirage." β
Then, regardless of whether Kevin was ready or not, he grabbed Kevin's clothes behind his back, flapped his wings, and carried the underbeaten ancestor out of the deep well. Kevin was hanged by him......
Although the mirage has the word "sea" in its name, it has nothing to do with water, here, as far as the eye can see, there is a gray-yellow sky, and the gray-yellow sand under your feet, the wind and smoke are undulating, and there is no boundary.
Where they stood, a small inconspicuous ruin in the desert, with ruins and a few carved foundations.
As soon as the two of them stood at the mouth of the well, Kevin patted the wolf on the head: "Look over there." β
In the direction he was pointing, there was a rolling sand dune that looked like it was just a hundred meters away, and it was impossible to know how far it would actually go. At the foot of the dunes, a slender procession could be seen winding forward, like a row of black ants.
If nothing else, it's the army that goes ahead.