"That's what you say!" Wang Hao shook off the blood droplets on Haotian's sword, and put the sword into the sheath. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Patriarch!"

"Father!"

On the asphalt road, a group of strong men who had just recovered from the shock screamed bitterly.

Then they brandished the weapons in their hands, or stone axes, or wooden spears, and rushed towards Wang Hao one after another.

Wang Hao looked at the seven or eight hundred people rushing over, including men, women and children, all of whom looked like the clansmen of the patriarch who had been killed by himself.

As for the tribes that were allied with him, no one rushed out together.

Looking at the patriarchs of the various tribes who had vowed to advance and retreat together just now, Wang Hao pursed his lips with disdain.

With this kind of integrity, there is also the face to carry out the alliance, if the patriarchs of these more than ten tribes are now commanding their respective clansmen and rushing up to fulfill the credibility of their alliance, Wang Hao will still look down on them.

But now, these guys have been frightened by their own swords, and they don't dare to gamble with the lives of their own people.

Seeing that there was danger threatening Wang Hao's safety, the ten black armor soldiers did not need to command at all, and in a row, they opened the black Xuan Dao and greeted them.

The giant clawed dragon was driven by the black armor army, and its speed was not fast. It's as if you've had enough food and strolling around in front of your house.

In the face of seventy or eighty times the number of enemies, the Black Armor Army was as quiet as a deep waterhole.

It is in stark contrast to those who are shouting and shouting on the other side that want Wang Hao to die, and to share the hatred of Wang Hao.

The momentum on the opposite side was fast, and the anger gave them double the strength and speed they usually have.

However, this speed is like slow motion in front of the eyes of the Black Armor Army. It's full of flaws.

When the Black Armor Army was heading forward, the speed of walking was not slow, but the speed of swinging the knife in his hand was extremely fast.

The roars stopped abruptly, because their heads had been cut off by the Black Armor Army.

One by one, the corpses fell behind the Black Armor Army, and also fell into the hearts of everyone.

Hundreds of Qiu villagers were slaughtered in the blink of an eye.

The only ones who could pass through the defenses of the Black Armor Army and face Wang Hao directly behind them were the dead.

In less than five minutes, the seven or eight hundred people who rushed out this time were all killed by the Black Armor Army.

But on the other hand, the Black Armor Army, except for some of the mounts that were injured, there was not even much blood on their bodies.

After all, black nails are relatively waterproof.

Looking at the black-armored army calmly wiping their weapons with the animal skins on the enemy's body, the tribal patriarchs who came out to look for trouble together with the enemy village this time felt a cold sweat break out on their backs.

Ten black-armored soldiers wiped out an entire village of people in Qiu Village, and it only took such a short time.

They couldn't help but think that even if more than a dozen tribes of their own joined forces to ask Wang Hao for an explanation.

If Wang Hao is angered, how long will it take for the Black Armor Army to kill his own people?

When they calculated the time in their hearts, they couldn't help but shudder.

When the ten black-armored soldiers packed up their weapons, they drove the giant claw dragon back behind Wang Hao one by one.

Looking at their calm appearance, if it weren't for the bright blood on their mounts, if it weren't for the knots in the toes of the giant clawed dragon, no one would believe that they were warriors who had just returned from killing hundreds of people.

Such chilling warriors, wherever they rest, are all war kings who can make a tribe prosperous and powerful, but in Hwaseong, they are just ordinary members of the Black Armor Army.

With such a group of powerful combat power, who else will be their opponent in Hwaseong.

The patriarchs in their early teens never came out again, and they all shrank aside one by one, letting the black-armored soldiers pull out their clansmen who stole melons, and then watched their clansmen get whipped for making mistakes, and from beginning to end, they didn't even dare to let out a fart.

After all, with the experience of Qiu Village, these tribes all know that Wang Hao of Huacheng is not a person who is easy to get along with, but a person who can destroy a village with a disagreement.

At this time, if you dare to touch his moldy head, isn't that looking for death?

After punishing those who stole melons, Wang Hao announced that he would continue on the road.

More than a dozen black-armored soldiers placed the heads of these slashed enemy villagers on the side of the asphalt road, and the two black-armored soldiers were next to the heads, constantly explaining what had happened to the people behind them. Use this bloody lesson to tell the people behind that the law of Hwaseong is not a joke.

If you want to break the laws of Hwaseong, then you have to be prepared to have your head hung on a log.

From beginning to end, Wang Hao didn't take a second look at the more than ten people who claimed to be the patriarch of the Western Great Wilderness.

In his eyes, these so-called patriarchs are really no different from those ordinary people in the Western Wilderness.

Those tribes who had originally negotiated with their Hwaseong to migrate to Hwaseong could still exist in the form of tribes, and those patriarchs also retained their identity as patriarchs.

However, these self-assertions, relying on the large number of people, Wang Hu can't control it, so he has to take advantage of the chaos to merge into the tribes of the big migration team, in the future, in order to facilitate management, Wang Hao will disrupt all of them, according to the family, randomly distributed.

Now these so-called patriarchs, in the future, those who are obedient and can see the form clearly, may be able to make an official, but those who are disobedient can only make him an ordinary Huacheng person at most.

After all, they joined the Great Migration this time, disrupting Wang Hao's plan, and not discarding them and letting them fend for themselves was already Wang Haoren's duty.

However, since they dare to set a trap for themselves, they must have the consciousness of being cleaned up by themselves.

The team continued to move forward, and the tribes behind saw the dense human heads hanging on the wood, and listened to the black-armored army say the reason why they were hanging here.

One by one, those tribes have a new understanding of their future life in Hwaseong, that is, they must not break the law, otherwise, they must be prepared to have their heads hung on trees.

Sometimes, that's how it goes, and bloody examples work better than more preaching.

On the way of the Great Migration, Wang Hao had already let the Black Armor Army instill the laws of Huacheng into all the migrants. But they usually go in the left ear and out the right ear.

After listening to it, he immediately forgot what the Black Armor Army was talking about.

Even if you remember it, you will never abide by it.

However, when these hundreds of heads were placed in front of them, no one dared to do anything that violated the laws of Hwaseong along the way.

There was even a person who was accidentally squeezed off the asphalt road and accidentally smashed into the field, and before anyone could say anything, he was so frightened that he cried.

Later, when he saw the Black Armor Army passing by him along the ridge of the field, he didn't trouble him, and this strong man even had a feeling of the rest of his life.

Walking on asphalt is much faster than walking on the wilderness.

Even if you occasionally see another poisonous snake and beast on the road, the black armor army has already gone to deal with it first.

After entering Hwaseong, I walked for most of the day, but no one died from the mouths of poisonous insects and poisonous snakes.

When it was noon, Wang Hao led everyone down the asphalt road and walked in one direction.

After walking for more than an hour, I finally arrived at the first village built in Hwaseong in the past few months.