In the middle of the hunting camp, inside the largest felt tent.

A stout man eight feet tall, with a broad face and large ears, and a dark and red complexion, was drinking bare-chested with seven or eight beauties in the felt tent.

The man's face was full of evil, a half-foot-long beard around his mouth, a large copper ring on his thick ears, a pinch of hoops on his head, eating, drinking, talking and laughing, and his eyes were fierce, as if he would draw a knife and kill at any time.

Hearing the sound of the horn in the camp, Badu's hand pouring wine paused, his eyebrows raised, the folds on his forehead were deep, and his face became gloomy and cruel.

"What's going on?"

Seeing Batu angry, the surrounding concubines shrank in their seats, and their bodies trembled slightly.

Batu is cruel by nature, acting moodily and killing without blinking.

In the eyes of Batu, these concubines are like cows, horses and livestock, and a displeasure has happened when they cut their meat and roast them on the spot.

Seeing that Batu was angry, the concubines' faces changed greatly, and the beautiful concubines who pinched Badu's legs turned pale with fright, and they didn't know where to put their hands.

After a while, the curtain of the felt tent was lifted, and a hunter warrior stepped forward and knelt down: "Chief, there is an enemy attacking, there are about a hundred people, all of them are the initiators of the Gou Chen Realm. ”

"Which side is the force?"

"Look at the eyes, look at the attire, it doesn't look like a hunter on the plains. ”

"Alien forces?" Badu's face was fierce, like a mountain tiger baring its fangs, "Open the gate of the fortress and let them in." ”

"Let the boys fence them up. ”

"Tell the Kui Wood Wolf to go, arrest the people, torture them first, ask them where they came from, and then peel them and hang them, so that those who dare to come and offend me will see. ”

"Yes, Chief. ”

The warrior was ordered to retreat.

Batu held a meat cleaver in his hand, picked up a roasted strip of blood-soaked meat from the tip of the knife, and threw it into his mouth.

Suddenly a volley.

Partition next to the throat of the pinched leg concubine.

The beautiful concubine clutched her neck in pain, and blood flowed out of her fingers like a pump.

The beautiful concubine fell to the ground and convulsed like a dried and dead fish.

The life in his eyes gradually dimmed.

The rest of the beautiful concubines trembled violently, for fear of angering the leader, suppressing the fear in their hearts, pretending to be nothing, and continuing to drink and eat meat.

Batu licked the blood of the beauty on the tip of the knife.

The eyes are as indifferent as ever.

..................

"Kill !!"

"Rob!"

"Grab the medicine, grab the people, grab the food!!"

A team harassed at the camp gate.

The five teams burned, killed, looted, and set fire everywhere in the camp.

The hunters are almost all soldiers, and thousands of people are thousands of warriors.

In addition to a few cattle and sheep in the camp, the most people in the camp were slaves and women.

Slaves and women have no status, inferior to cattle and sheep.

When there is a lack of food and food, and there is no hunting of alien creatures, these are meat.

The fifth team had good luck and did not find the cattle and sheep pen, but found the slave den.

In the slave den, thousands of slaves lived here, and it was black and oppressive, and men, women, old people, children, no matter who they were, as long as they were slaves that no one wanted, they were no different from livestock here.

"Bang~"

A Black Earth City warrior cut the chains on the shack gate and kicked it open.

There was a foul smell inside.

"I'm bah~~ it's disgusting!"

The warriors of Black Earth City are accustomed to seeing life and death, but they have never seen such a scene.

People huddled together like livestock, unclothed and covered in excrement, huddled in stinking wooden sheds.

All slaves were either squatting or kneeling on the ground, as was the custom of the hunters, and slaves were not allowed to stand without the permission of their masters.

"Run, run, you're free!"

The warriors of Black Earth City endured the stench and shouted into the shack.

If these slaves escaped, the chaos they created would be several times stronger than arson everywhere.

The slave in the shack glanced at the Black Earth City warrior and lowered his head again.

Life?

Freely?

What is that.

They don't understand it anymore.

These slaves changed hands several times and lived in such conditions for years and even decades.

has been reduced to a walking dead who can't think.

Slaves don't know what resistance is, what freedom is.

They were afraid only of the hunters' scimitars and bows.

Like cows, horses, pigs, and sheep, afraid of the shepherd's hunting knife and leather whip.

Xun Zhao appeared behind the warrior and asked, "What are you doing?"

Glancing at the shack, Xun Zhao was slightly surprised.

The warrior was lucky enough to find this place.

The warriors were clever enough to know that by blasting these slaves away, they could cause even more chaos.

That's just the way to do it...... It's not right.

"Lord Xun, these slaves seem to be stupid, and they don't know how to escape. The warrior looked puzzled.

When I found a slave shack, I thought it was a good opportunity to make a difference.

But I didn't expect that these slaves were like brainless dead things, and they couldn't escape.

"They are no longer human," Xun Zhao's expression was complicated, "If you want them to create chaos, you have to use the right method." ”

"Set fire to this shack. ”

Xun Zhao threw down the words and walked out of the shack.

He couldn't bear to look at it any longer.

Among a group of young officers in Black Earth City, Xun Zhao was very outstanding in terms of strategy and wisdom.

This makes him more elegant, and he often has the ambition to have the world in mind and help the common people.

Seeing the tragic scene of this man not being a human being, all things are dogs.

Stopping for a while is a complete pain.

On the battlefield, Xun Zhao has a ghost.

Living in these last days, but with a benevolent heart.

Ironically, benevolence needs to be carried out in a ghost way.

To help the world, you need to hold a butcher's knife to expand the way.

The shack was on fire, and thousands of slaves were scurrying around like panicked gazelles.

In order to completely mess up the hunters' camps, the fighters of the five teams burned down more than a dozen slave shacks one by one.

Tens of thousands of slaves scurried around the camp like out-of-control crazy horses.

Some of the slaves still had the fighting spirit, taking advantage of the chaos to kill the hunters, snatch weapons, and try to rush out.

Most of them were panicked, fearing that they would be slaughtered for standing up without permission, but they didn't know what to do, so they had to follow the large army everywhere.

Maybe they don't even know where to go.

Like a frightened hare, it runs wildly, just trying to run to a place where no one can find it.

..................

On the west side of the camp, a thousand-strong team of hunters gathered.

With an axe in hand, a hunting bow on his waist, and a high-headed horse, his killing intent is steaming, just like a murderous army hunting wild in mythology.

The first man was dark and stout, with a black bear-like body of horizontal meat, thick eyebrows, red eyes, angry hair like an iron brush, a hideous face, and when he was angry, his facial features seemed to be crowded together.

"Lord Kui Wood Wolf, the lord ordered you to encircle and suppress the enemy, torture the other party from where the force is, and punish him with peeling and hanging to set an example. ”

Kui Mu Wolf held a pair of long-handled axes, waved them, and said viciously, "Got it." ”

"Boys!"

"Let me go, and cut them off. ”

Kui Mu Wolf swept his horse into the air and rushed out first.

Behind him, the sound of horses' hooves rushed and thundered, and the steel torrent slowly advanced.

Harvest the chariots of the living and kill them on the battlefield.

..................

"Hurry up!!"

"Hurry up!! don't care what it is!

"Over there, bring all the horses over, hurry up!"

The hunters had a rudimentary method of storing herbs and food, dividing an area and piling up the herbs in a wooden hut without a door.

The meat is more casual, right next to the cattle and sheep pen, and a few slaughtering tables are set up casually.

Processed in the open air, the meat is thrown in a heap, and the meat is taken when it is needed.

The captains of the second, third, and fourth teams quickly found this place.

It's a pity that there aren't many horses, just over a hundred.

You can only try to put it on top, and you can bring as much as you can.

The soldiers of the fifth team, after burning down the slave shed and releasing tens of thousands of slaves to create chaos, also came to help pack and assemble.

Looking down from a high place, the entire hunting camp was in chaos.

The scattered slaves have thrown the hunters' camps into shambles.

The flames were everywhere, and one of them was already spreading, and it was a fire in a dozen slave shacks, which had already spread to the nearby felt tents.

There was a sound of slashing and slashing in the herb shacks and meat shacks, and the warriors of Black Earth City and the small groups of hunters who had hurried were fighting.

On the west side of the camp, a team of 1,000 horsemen, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, slowly marched forward.

When they met their slaves, they panicked and fled in all directions.

Hunter cavalry, no rage, no roar.

Silent as the legion of death, passing through the world.

There was only the dull thunderous trampling of iron hooves.

Catching up with the slave who is in a panic is a rhythmic drawing of a knife and a slash like a frustration!

Reaping life is like cutting grass mustard.

The thousand horsemen cleaved the waves and cut through the crowd of slaves that were crowded together.

The sword of murder points to the battlefield.

There is no mistake