Chapter 45: The Cannibal

Park Goo Cheol-cheol entered the military city, and when he came to the location of the grain depot mentioned in the intelligence, his heart was constantly sinking. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There was not a single guard except for the granaries here, and when I opened a granary by luck, I found that it was empty, and there was not a single grain of grain.

Seeing the defenders of the military city scattered and fled, Park Goo Cheol-cheol came to the side of the destroyed carriages again, where he still did not find the existence of food, and the carriages were only a large pile of charred furs of various colors, which emitted a strong stench.

Also noticing that the situation was wrong was a black-clothed monk, whose face was also unsightly.

The cloud disappeared, along with the more than 200 dead soldiers who followed him......

A bright fireball rose from the direction of the Great King of Zhupu, which was General A who was attacking the Great Palace.

There were fierce battles in the west, east, and north, but it was dark in the south.

Park Gu Zhezhe and the old monk in black glanced at each other, each found an ownerless war horse, turned around the battlefield, and after greeting his own people, he led this patchwork of cavalry to the south.

Mu Xin's mood was very bad, originally, he took advantage of Yelu Shengtang to go to the palace to block the prince's mansion to save his wife and children, and pretended to pass on Yelu Shengtang's order, just after the supplies in the general city were emptied, he saw that the military city had suffered a very serious raid, at this time he was in a good mood, as long as he could keep this batch of food and materials, he would have enough say in front of Xiao Xiaomu.

In his opinion, the stupid Khitans had no idea what kind of monster they were going to face.

From Tie Xinyuan's standpoint, Mu Xin had played countless battles, and as a result, he found that when an arrogant Khitan cavalry encountered the hot weapons of the Hami people, the odds of victory were less than 30%.

If the Hami people can take advantage of the fact that Xiao Xiaomu's army is about to arrive at the Zhupu Wangfu and there is a shortage of grain and grass, and brazenly use troops to destroy the grain, grass and materials in the Zhupu Dawangfu, Xiao Xiaomu, who has an army of 200,000, can choose very few tactics, and it is likely that there is only one way left.

Moreover, it is also necessary to take Hami and seize a large amount of grain before there is no food, so that the possibility of the Khitans defeating the Hami people will shrink indefinitely.

Mu Xin had seen the Hami army, and they might not be really good soldiers in the field, but ah, when it came to defending the city, they were a little stronger than the Song people who were the best at defending the city in the world.

The Khitan has never been a wealthy country, as Musin knew many years ago when he traveled to the Khitan.

The Liao Emperor lived a life of poverty and luxury, the nobles lived a drunken life and dreamed of death, and the generals lived a life comparable to that of the king.

It's just that the ordinary herdsmen and the people who farm the land are living miserably.

The Khitan aristocracy was kind to these people, and the result of mercy was laissez-faire, and they didn't care about anything except collecting taxes.

The consequence of this was that in places where the government could not see, powerful and bullies were rampant, and they continued to manage the people he had forgotten in place of the Khitan Emperor.

When a building is about to collapse, it must start from the foundation, and the foundation of the Khitan people is already decaying.

The only explanation for the current strong situation is that the foundation of the Khitan people is cast in stone, which is the wealth left by their ancestors to their descendants.

Once this wealth is exhausted, even the tallest buildings will collapse with a bang.

After seeing through the Khitans for what they were, Musin had little interest in the old empire, as he had crossed the rotten kingdom off his list of enemies.

What really makes Musin very unhappy is not the current chaotic situation.

It was the cloud that was on all fours like a wolf, with a long knife in its mouth, and roaring at him.

The armor on a cloud was in tatters, and the thick thighs were exposed outside the armor, and before Musin could impress a cloud with his words, this guy had already slaughtered into the crowd like a mad dog.

A crazy leader, naturally there will be a group of crazy subordinates, the faceless Yu Supu is particularly crazy, and the remaining followers, shouting slogans such as "Wolf King", regardless of the fact that there are few people on their side, joined the battle group.

The mad dog came and killed him, Mu Xin coldly ordered, although he still didn't understand why those who were obviously big food warriors still stretched out their swords to him after seeing him, the king of wisdom.

The battle situation was very strange, and after a cloud belonged to participate in the fight, Mu Xin could see at a glance that this group of people did not have any organization, even the slightest bit of organization, which made them fall into the predicament of fighting separately from the beginning.

There were the most samurai who surrounded and suppressed a cloud, and no matter how a little cloud moved and flipped through the crowd, there was no way to get out of trouble.

The mandrill, which had been lying on his back, did not know how many knives it had received, and it was not until one of its claws was cut off by a scimitar that the mandrill broke out into a terrible scream.

A cloud stood up, ignoring the oncoming scimitar and letting it sink into his shoulder, but with both hands he grabbed the guy who had cut off the mandrill's arm.

He discarded the long knife, opened his white teeth, and bit down on his opponent's throat in one bite......

The scimitar of the big cannibal slashed at his armor with a clanging sound, and his mouth was dripping with blood, and he didn't know if it was he who spit it out, or if it was the opponent who had already eaten half of his neck.

There was a sudden silence on the battlefield for a moment, and the sight of a wolf-like man lying on a corpse and munching on it was really soul-stirring.

Yu Supu roared, like a wolf howling, like an ape crying, he even threw away the weapon in his hand, hugged a big food warrior who was still trying to persuade him to wake up just now, opened his mouth and bit his neck, and with a hard pull of his head, the warrior's throat was torn off alive.

'Squeak, squeak, squeak. "The throat is chewy......

Cannibalism seems to be contagious, and the first to be infected are the twelve great food warriors who guarded him when he tore up the portrait......

"Kill them, they become devils!" Musin immediately defined the cannibals......

However, it was already too late, the horror of the cannibals was already deeply rooted in the hearts of these Khitans, and even if they were urged by the frightened warriors, they were further away from those devils.

As a last resort, they can only point their weapons at the samurai of the Dead Battalion who do not eat people.

Under the threat of death, the Dead Battalion Dead Soldiers, who liked to see the wind and rudder, began to follow the example of their leader, after all, cannibalism is not an unacceptable thing compared to death.

Feather arrows rained down on their bodies, and the dying soldiers finally remembered that they still had powerful gunpowder on their bodies, and before they died, they pulled the gunpowder bullets, and the sound of the gunpowder bullets detonating sounded in a row.

Park Gurg-cheol and the black-clad monk turned their gaze to the place where the flames were blazing, and it was clear that the enemy was ahead.

Musin, who was always paying attention to his surroundings, watched a fire dragon meander towards him, and glanced at a cloud wriggling on the corpse like a maggot in disgust, and he did not continue to kill the cloud, but threw a fire on the nearest carriage, and then a real fire dragon appeared in the wasteland.

When Park Goo Cheol-cheol arrived, he could only look at the burning fire dragon and sigh helplessly.

He believed that if he could take this batch of food and supplies, his people would be rewarded beyond imagination, even the most beautiful snow-capped grasslands in the northern part of the Tianshan Mountains.

The burned grain and grass were only a part, and the rest was galloping in all directions with the pack horse that had been stabbed twice in the buttocks, and the sacks that had been cut open soon sprinkled the grain inside the vast wasteland.

Park Goo Chul found many of the corpses of the dead soldiers, but these bodies were not very complete, and the remaining corpses were full of traces of the gunpowder rage.

It's just that there are some corpses that are very strange, as if they were bitten by wild beasts before they died, and Nuoda's wounds were miserably exposed......

There was not a single cloud in the pile of corpses, and there was no Ok Sop, and the tragedy of the battlefield was completely beyond Park Gu Zhe's expectations.

From the very beginning, Ichiyun had no sincerity about this raid, and everyone knew that the only thing this guy wanted to do was set up another portal.

No one could have imagined that, in the end, the most resolute in the conduct of raid operations would be precisely a cloud.

There are a lot of things to deal with, Park Gu Zhe and the black-clothed monks, they don't dare to leave the grain that is still burning, and if they don't see it disappear with their own eyes, this task is not really completed.

In order to prevent accidents, Park Gu Zhe and the black-clothed monk once again sent someone to pour fierce fire oil into the burning fire, and the flames soared into the sky.

Ah Da stood at the head of the palace of the Great King of Zhupu, and was silent in the direction of the burning military city from a distance.

He already knew one thing from the Hami secret spy, the food and materials in the military city had been packed by Yelu Shengtang early on, as long as the war was urgent, the soldiers in the military city would transport the food and materials away as soon as possible, until Ah Da captured the palace of the king of Zhupu, and the spies did not figure out where Yelu Shengtang would hide such a large amount of materials.

If there is enough time, such a large-scale burial activity cannot be hidden, as long as the rangers are dispersed, they will be found sooner or later, after all, there will not be many places that can meet the needs of hiding these materials.

It's a pity that the vanguard of Xiao Xiaomu's army has already arrived at the Zhupu River, and it will arrive at the city of the Zhupu King in two days.

If they wanted to find food and supplies, they had Yelu Shengtang to lead the way, which was much faster than the Hami people.

The army is about to leave the palace of the Great King, and Ah Da is unwilling to spend his precious troops on this ruined city that has no danger to defend, and only the desert can swallow this elite army of the Khitans.