The so-called routine inspection, in fact, is just to make a show, this rabble, the scourge itself knows in his heart, no matter how much the patrol is useless, you just need to use them as cannon fodder when the big tent is over.

The camp was in turmoil, but fortunately there was some open space in the center for his tent to take a quiet walk, and he first came to a makeshift wooden fence in the middle of the camp, where some people, some "not very obedient" people, were kept.

When his figure appeared on the edge of the fence, the fence immediately fell silent, and the people inside could be vaguely seen sitting in different places, one by one with their eyes closed, closing their eyes and resting.

They are always like this, always thinking that if they don't see me, they can ignore the power of my calamity.

Scourge snorted coldly and said:

"What's the matter, I'm right, this broken wilderness is still not my opponent for the scourge, you have also seen the battle during the day, your so-called king of the wilderness, it's nothing more than that, no, he surrendered and went back to prepare tribute, haha!"

Several dark figures sitting in the fence moved slightly, and one of them suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of fierce eyes stared at the scourge, and a gust of wind blew away the dark clouds in the sky, and the moonlight shone down, illuminating the red animal skin that the man was wearing.

It's Fuxi!

I saw that Fu Xi didn't say anything, just stared at the scourge, and the scalp of the scourge was numb.

"Come on, whip me this thing! It's not good to watch! Scourge roared.

However, his entourage did not move.

"I hammer! Can't you hear what I'm saying? I'll hammer you to death! ”

Calurge slammed one of his attendants to the ground, his front teeth shattered and his face covered in blood, but he slowly stood up, his head still bowed, his arms down.

"Bastard, you go! Smoke him to death! ”

Scourge kicked another attendant, but still, all of them had their heads bowed, their arms hanging slightly, and they didn't move.

"I'm ......," Scourge roared.

"Don't try, you just kill them, and they won't dare to beat Ah Fu's ......"

An old voice came from another corner, he opened his eyes, and his slightly chubby face looked at the scourge with a sad face, it was actually the old patriarch of the Shennong clan, the chubby straw skirt chieftain, but this old chief looked a lot more depressed, his face was covered with terrible scars, and he looked almost dying.

"What?"

Scourge was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that this old guy, who had always been submissive, would dare to take the initiative to challenge his prestige.

"They are all people who believe in the Creed of the God of Fire, and even if you kill them, no one will dare to hurt Ah Fu......" Old Chief Shennong added.

A man on the other side also opened his eyes, stared at the scourge, and said:

"Hehe, I said a long time ago, if you want to conquer the tribes of our valley, it is not that simple, you may be able to enslave our people, but you can never enslave our hearts......"

The person who spoke was the chief of the Bai clan, and his emaciated face seemed to be even thinner, but his eyes were still full of energy.

"Shut up! Shut up, all of you! ”

The Bai chieftain wanted to dodge, but his hands were firmly tied to the pillar, and he was hit by the stone on the bridge of his nose, and two wisps of blood flowed down his nostrils.

"You Jiuli lackey! Bastard! Damn, if Lao Tzu had known, he would have killed you when he took you in the first place! I said! ”

The Turkish chieftain on the other side roared, but his temper still did not change.

Scourge laughed, as if what the Turkish chief said hit his point of pride.

"Haha, if you want to blame, you can only blame you for being stupid! , if it weren't for the God of War Patriarch who had to catch you alive, I would have slaughtered you a long time ago! Forget it, dying man, I don't have the same knowledge as you, and in three days' time, I'll let you see for yourself how I killed the king of the wilderness! ”

With that, Scourge turned and left.

After a long time, the old chief of Shennong suddenly whispered to the others:

"Hmph...... After three days, it doesn't have to be who will be killed! That kid of King Yan put me together back then, I won't be wrong, I believe that Scourge will die a miserable death......"

Everyone looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

It's late at night...... After a round of scourge, he returned to his tent and fell asleep.

In the corner of the camp, several black shadows dressed in black leather clothes flashed, quietly touched the fence where the chiefs of various tribes were imprisoned, muttered a few words, and then quickly disappeared into the vast night.

……

The next day, when the sun was high, the scourge was bored to find that the king of the wilderness on the other side of the river still had no movement, and the waves of defensive hunters changed wave after wave, but there was still no reply, and one more day, he could go on a killing spree......

Scourge comforted himself.

The sun was so dazzling that he had to shrink into the big tent and didn't dare to come out, but suddenly there was a commotion outside the tent, louder and louder from far and near.

"Do you want to die? Who is shouting here and disturbing the dreams of this god?? ”

Scourge lifted the curtain and walked out, his face displeased.

It turned out to be a group of homeless people, gathered in a shack, talking loudly to each other.

Scourges frowned, and with the help of a group of minions, slowly walked to the shack.

The crowd saw the arrival of the scourge and hurriedly dispersed, and the scourge saw clearly, it turned out that I don't know who smeared a layer of yellow liquid on the shack, and there was a faint smell of pine wood spreading.

"What's this?" Scourge asked haughtily with his chin raised.

A few homeless people, you look at me, I look at you, and they all hid back.

"Hide? Scourge grabbed a homeless man, kicked him down, dragged him by the hair to the shack, and rebuked:

"Say! What are you doing? Tell Lao Tzu clearly, what is this yellow silk? ”

The homeless man trembled with fright, and said tremblingly:

"The King...... Big...... This is...... I heard that this is pine wax ......"

"What are you doing here?" Scourge asked angrily.

"That...... The old man said that this can strengthen the animal skin, and it can be ...... It can prevent arrows from ......"

Arrows? Scourge jumped in a heartbeat, wasn't this the thing that the King of the Wilderness had fired? Shoot me quite a few people!

Scourge tried to lightly touch the pine wax applied to the hides with his hand, it was soft and sticky, but the other side was facing the sun, and it was solidified and hard to the touch.

Maybe...... Can it really prevent arrows from ......?

"Where did this thing come from?" Scourge turned his head and asked alertly.

"Old ...... Old man......"

The outcast reached out and gestured to the crowd, and the crowd hula dispersed, turning his finger into an open space.

"............" Scourge was a little speechless.

He turned his head, threw away the homeless man in his hand, and yelled:

"Pass my order, find everyone in this shack, and execute them on the spot!"

"Don't!"

A woman suddenly ran out and knelt on the ground pleading for intercession, and it seemed that the shack was not hers, perhaps her child.

Scourge smiled cruelly:

"Hehe, it seems that I have to kill people, so you tell the truth, say! Where did this pine wax come from? ”

Tears welled up in the woman's eyes, perhaps she was struggling or frightened, and he trembled and was silent for a while, until the moment Scourge drew his bone blade, she suddenly took a small leather bag from her bosom and handed it to Scourge.

Scourge took out the skin, put it under his nose and asked, and sure enough, a strong pine fragrance hit his nose.

"Diao Min! Say, where did you steal this thing? Scourge asked sharply.

The woman lay on the ground, tears raining down, and said with sobs:

"Excuse me...... No, no...... No, it wasn't stolen by me...... This is the family heirloom rosin sachet of our pine family...... The ...... that everyone in our clan has."

"Oh?" Scourge's eyes lit up, it seems that there are really a lot of treasures on these homeless people, and they must carry out a big search when they go back.

"Pass my orders! Search the camp for the Pinewood Clan! Confiscate the pine wax, but if you don't agree to turn it in, you will be killed directly! ”

With that, Scourge took the rosin sachet he had snatched from the woman and turned to leave.

"No...... Don't...... That's our heirloom......" the woman cried out.

"Get out!" Scourgee roared, then a wicked smile on his lips.

He finally had the magic weapon to restrain the bow and arrow of the king of the wasteland.

Soon after returning to the big tent, Scourge ordered the people below to apply all the rosin that had been scavenged on the shacks everywhere, and when they attacked three days later, they would tear apart the tents and put them together into a large net, which would serve as a shield wall, and advance them all the way to the other side of the river, so that as long as the opponent's bow and arrow could not hurt them, then when the people of the scourge crossed the river and got close, no matter how strong they were, they could not withstand the crowd of the displaced people......

Thinking of this, Scourge couldn't help but laugh happily.

……

For the next day, Scourge personally supervised the process of collecting and applying rosin, and he found that rosin dries slowly, and if it is applied to the shack in advance, it can be taken out and used directly in time for the big war three days later.

They worked until the evening was covered with rosin, and the scourge was tired, and he shuffled back to the tent, and fell asleep at last.

In the middle of the night, most of the people in the camp were already asleep.

The camp was eerily quiet, except for the occasional patrolman passing by, except for the constant sound of frogs chirping and insects all around.

"Quack...... Cuckoo ...... Sizzle...... Squeak......"

All kinds of voices were incessant, and they were getting more and more abundant, and Scourge was sleeping soundly, when suddenly his brows furrowed, and he grunted, and muttered:

"Where did you get so many frogs? Why weren't there so many last night...... Buzzing, noisy, how do they all seem to be surrounding my camp??? ”

"Someone's coming!"

Scourge shouted, and for a long time, no one entered.

He frowned, so he had to get up on his own, put on his gorgeous coat, and walked out of the tent with a curse in his mouth.

"Where are all these bastards dead?" He muttered, and stood on the ground outside the tent.

Suddenly, a touch of strangeness appeared.

Scourge found that the sound of frog chirping around him suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding silence was deathly, and the silence made people's hearts crisp.

"What about people??!!" Scurge looked around nervously, but there was no movement.

Suddenly, a piercing roar remembered, as if it was not far from the camp, it was not the roar of insects and frogs, but the roar of people, it was the roar of angry war!

"Oooh oh ............"

Scourge's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he hurried to a high place, looked around, and suddenly saw a large number of stars appear around the camp, as if the stars in the sky had fallen to the ground, and there was no end in sight......

He took a closer look, and what kind of stars were they, they were clearly small torches, densely packed, and they couldn't be counted at all.

Broken!

Scourge only had time to come to the idea, and suddenly, as if they had grown wings, the stars on the ground flew into the sky one by one, and crossed a graceful arc towards the ......

Fly towards your camp!!

He was completely stunned on the spot, as if his feet no longer belonged to him, and he could only watch the flames in the sky, like rain, fall on his camp.

"Boom......"

The sound of breaking the sky came at this time, one after another.

These are fire arrows, they are torches and arrows remade by Lin Yuan with arrows tied to oil hemp rope, each one is equal to a torch, after being bound by oil hemp rope, the flame is not easy to be blown out by the wind, and the heart of the arrow is made of hollow bones, once it falls on the ground, it will scatter and explode, bringing the flames to other places.

These fiery arrows were like swords that burned into the camp of the scourge, and the shacks coated with rosin wax were ignited in an instant.

Rosin itself is a very flammable substance, and when it encounters a fire arrow with the characteristics of oil hemp rope, it is like dry wood encountering a fire, and it burns violently.

Suddenly, the whole camp was full of wails and chaos.

Scourge finally reacted from the shock of the attack on the camp, and he ran towards the tent as he yelled the order to prepare for the defense.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air, and dozens of rockets flew onto his tent, instantly igniting everything around him, and Scourge was also unfortunate enough to ignite his hair, and he rolled on the ground with a wail, and the flames on his head that he had managed to extinguish had burned half of his face.

"Ahhh............hhhh I'll kill you! King of the Wilds! ”

Scourge shouted frantically, pulled out a bone blade, and rushed down the hillside, and suddenly, he changed direction and rushed to the fence where the chiefs of the tribes were imprisoned.

These scheming old men must be secretly playing tricks! That rosin! Right! They must be complicit with the enemy!

He rushed to the fence with his bone blade, opened the small door and rushed in, but he was suddenly stunned.

The fence was empty, and there was not a single person.

What about people????

People!!

Suddenly, a sound of rapid running sounded from behind him, he hurriedly turned around, and before he could see the person clearly, he felt a cold neck, and then his eyes were dark, and he was silent.

The one who cut off the head of the scourge was a night walker dressed in a black leather suit, revealing a scarred face that turned out to be a blade.

They formed a group of more than a dozen people, formed a number of night raid squads, and had secretly infiltrated the enemy camp.

They were given the order to quickly find the leader of the enemy's group, kill him, and tie up the displaced people who wanted to throw them in, and wait for them to fall.

Blade gently lifted the head of the scourge, roared happily, and rushed out with the men again, continuing to slash the next target......

……

In the end, the battle ended very quickly, about a torch later, the killing in the camp had stopped, and the deafening roar gradually subsided, in addition to the burning camp, there were countless frightened and frightened homeless, kneeling on the ground, trembling, waiting for the fall of the Yan King.

A few flames were blown by the wind, stretching out their tongues of fire **** into the dark night sky, and bursts of sparks fluttering in the wind, like a cruel war picture.

In the dark night of the war, a resolute figure slowly appeared, and all the eyes of everyone turned to the direction where the person came, it was King Yan, it was Lin Yuan.

I saw him holding a stack of corn and soybean cakes, appearing in the trembling crowd, with a resolute face and loving movements, distributing the food in his hands to the hungry homeless people kneeling on the side of the road one by one.

All the people were trembling, bathed in fire and blood, this man, a man who had gathered courage and wisdom, was like a god descending.