The big boy with a scythe ran quickly to a huge flat ground in the middle of the village, where more than thirty centaur warriors and a dozen elven archers were on guard, dozens of dwarven warriors were loading the mountain of mountain fruits, dry goods, leather and other materials on the square into more than twenty ox carts, and in the center of the flat ground, four druids were shouting and urging the dwarven warriors loading the carts.

"Ahh

The two chasing elves were stunned on the spot, and did not dare to go up and lift the boy up, leaving the little boy on the ground crying and screaming*.

"My lord, please let him go, he's just a child!" One of the elves fell to his knees and kowtowed in the direction of the four druids.

"Hahaha!" One of the druids laughed out loud, "Leave him alone? All right! But if something like this happens, according to the regulations, all those involved must be put to death! This seat also reads that he is a child, let him go, and don't want to implicate too much, since you two have come to intercede, then you can die instead of him! ”

After the druid finished speaking, several short spears flew towards the two elves!

The two elves rolled on the ground in panic, dodging the flying spears, and before they could stand up, they each had an arrow on their chests.

The two elves each snorted and fell down at once, their faces filled with horror and resentment.

"Ah, take your life!" Schneider didn't know when he broke free from the control of several elves, rushed into the crowd of centaurs on the flat ground, brandished a firewood knife, and slashed at the centaurs indiscriminately.

"Fight!" The old man shouted at the elves around him, and then rushed into the crowd of centaurs.

The sudden change made the centaur warriors a little flustered at first, and they quickly organized themselves and fought around a few elves.

These elves led by Schneider seem to have put life and death aside for a long time, and they are completely fighting for their lives, and the short spear is stuck in their bodies as if they don't know the pain, and they desperately use the wood knife in their hands to cut off the head of the centaur that stabbed them.

There were too many centaurs, and several elves were quickly cut into flesh and blood by short spears, but they were still struggling with their lives.

"Kill! Fight! "Out of nowhere, more than twenty elves and dwarves rushed out, holding all kinds of earthen-style weapons in their hands, rushed towards the centaurs on the periphery, and joined Schneider's camp, the centaur warriors were killed one after another, the formation was chaotic, and they had to retreat one after another, and the situation seemed to be immediately improving on the villagers' side.

The dwarven warriors and the elven archers beside the druids, who were loading the carts, also joined the warband under the orders of the druids, and quickly turned the situation back.

But more and more villagers joined Schneider's camp, and elves and dwarves heard the news from all directions, carrying sickles, wood knives, forks, wooden sticks, etc., and flocked towards this flat battlefield, and the two sides were almost evenly matched.

With a look of contempt on their faces, the four druids each summoned two Deadwood Guards and circled the villagers.

Higg, who was looking from afar, was in a mood of excitement in the face of this scene. He believed that such a scene would be playing out in many parts of the Druid's realm. Over the years, the insatiable druids have intensified their oppressive rule over the elven and dwarven slaves, trying to make them forget to resist forever and accept their slavery for eternity. Although these rebellions occasionally succeeded, the druids soon sent troops to strangle them, and if one person resisted, the whole village suffered, and one village rebelled, and the whole town suffered.

The druids, who sent an expeditionary force to the forest country and were harassed by Higg's army in the country, had to expand their army, which not only required a large number of elves and dwarves to serve in the army, but also required a large amount of supplies, and the druids themselves did not want to pay the bill out of their own pockets, and all the expanded armies, all the war consumption, were borne by the slaves. Originally, the tax burden was reduced by the transfer of a large number of laborers to the army, and the druid officials who collected taxes were favoritism, holding the sword of Shang Fang, who had increased the tax burden, and filled their pockets on a large scale, and the elves and dwarven slaves who had just finished harvesting had to hand over almost all their income, which was overwhelmed.

These slaves who lived at the bottom of the druids were just for their own survival, just to have something to eat and live, nothing more. But where can the druids, who are accustomed to being powerful, manage these things, not only loot on a large scale, but also kill people and set fires, spoil women, plunder property, and do all kinds of evil, and the elves and dwarven slaves in the territory have long been miserable.

Higg can't forget the scene of the boy pushing helplessly on his mother, crying miserably, it is not only this one boy who has lost his loved ones, but how many children will be like the boy just now, wielding a scythe and rushing at their powerful enemy?

In order to help Benjamin recover, in order to help Catherine recover, and in order to help Blue Fairy find the spirit stone mine, Higg has spared no effort to conquer the east and west for many years, and now that I think about it, those are just illusory bubbles. Higg now felt more like the boy, the same bereaved and the same powerful enemy, the same obligation to pick up his weapon and charge at the enemy.

Not only the territory of the druids, but also the Forest Country, the Alasia Empire, I don't know how many children like him, like that boy who lost their relatives and was helpless. Fight for what? For what so desperate? Go fucking Fuguo, go fucking the spirit stone mine, just for yourself, just for the boy like yourself, many of those kids.

The addition of the Deadwood Guards, a super-powerful class, turned the tide on the sidelines, and the rebellious villagers began to be miserable, entangled by the Deadwood Guards, and then pierced through the chest by centaurs, or shot through the neck by elven archers. Although these villagers were numerous, they were poorly equipped and poorly organized, and they were nothing compared to the well-trained armies of elven archers, dwarven warriors, and centaurs.

Three Heavenly Feather Arrows exploded the heads of three druids, and then soon, on the neck of the fourth druid, there was a sword that shimmered brightly, and the sword aura was overwhelming. The dozen or so elven archers around the druid were all asleep, forgetting how to shoot arrows, and stood on the spot.

Three druids were shot dead, one was controlled, the eight deadwood guards lost control, entangled regardless of friend or foe, more than a dozen elven shooters were killed by Higg's amnesia Dafa and lost their combat effectiveness, plus the villagers continued to join the battlefield, and soon, the situation on this flat land was reversed by the villagers, and the centaurs were hacked to death, and those dwarven warriors soon found out that the druids were dead, and the captured were captured, and immediately smeared oil on the soles of their feet, and wanted to slip away, but where did the villagers with high morale let them get their wish, They surrounded the entire battlefield. Dozens of dwarven warriors, faced with hundreds of angry elves and dwarves, had no choice but to throw down their axes and shields, and beg for surrender with their heads in their hands.

The battle ended quickly, the Deadwood Guards, who had lost control, quickly disappeared, all the centaurs were hacked to death, the dwarven warriors were killed a dozen, and all the others were thrown in. But the villagers did not laugh at the loss, hundreds of people died, dozens were wounded, and the crowded battlefield was littered with corpses lying in pools of blood.

Schneider, covered in blood, staggered to the little boy's side, swung his wood knife and cut off the short spear that pierced the boy's thigh, and then helped the boy up, and the two walked to Higg with difficulty, knelt down slowly towards Higg, and said, "Thank the gods for helping my father and son to get revenge!" ”

Regarded as a god, Higg iced the druid with ice water and pushed it towards Schneider.

The villagers also looked around Sig, and Schneider handed the firewood knife in his hand to the little boy, his eyes were full of encouragement, and he said firmly: "Smecta, kill him!" ”

The little boy Smecta took the firewood knife and stood up in pain, his right hand holding the firewood knife shook in a panic, but when he saw the motionless druid in front of him, his eyes seemed to burst into a blazing flame, and the hand holding the knife no longer trembled, "Ah-" The boy raised the knife and cut the druid's neck, and blood sprayed the boy's face.

"Oh-" The onlookers cheered, and some villagers had already tied up all the dwarves and elves and pushed them to the middle of the ground.

Schneider continued to fall to the ground and said loudly: "Please give us the will of the gods, we have sinned against the demons, and we will be retaliated by the demons, and I beg the gods to have mercy and protect our village from becoming a purgatory for the demons!" ”

Higg said solemnly: "The gods have no will for you, there are no demons in the world, and demons are only in your hearts, and defeating the demons in your hearts can overcome all fears." It's up to you whether you continue to endure and wait for death, or whether you muster up the courage to take up arms and fight to defeat the demons, as you did just now! Druids are not terrible, what is terrible is the fear of the haze in your hearts! ”

"Is it the will of the gods that we continue to rebel?" Schneider said respectfully.

Higg said: "Forbearance is death, waiting is death, and only by awakening those who suffer like you and uniting with you can we defeat all demons." Instead of waiting for the druids here and you resisting, you should take up your weapons and take the initiative to find those demons, destroy them, save more people, and join you, so that you can live! ”

"Honorable deity, I see!" Schneider said respectfully, then turned around and said to the onlookers, "The gods have given us the will to kill all the demons, are you willing to obey the will of the gods?" ”

"Kill the demons!"

"Kill the demons!"

"Kill the demons!"

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Sigg froze the right leg of the boy named Smecta, then pulled out the short spear that had been severed, and used healing techniques to quickly heal the wounds, Smecta miraculously stood up, and walked towards the group of captives with a wooden knife, his eyes full of hatred.

"Kid!" Higg smiled and said, "Those are not your enemies, they are just like you, they are just blinded and controlled by demons, let them go!" ”

Smecta stopped and asked puzzledly, "Since they have been controlled and deceived by the demon, they are the accomplices of the demon, how can they be spared?" ”

Higg laughed and said, "Child, as long as they are influenced by the gods, they will be able to return to you and join you in slaying demons!" ”

Higg said, walking over to the captives and saying, "Listen, you have two paths, one is to become the burial object of the demon, and the other is to join the team that slays the demon!" ”

An elf who was a little older said: "Respected gods, we are also forced by demons, and everyone here hates demons very much, please let us join the team and kill demons!" ”

"Please let us kill the demons!"

"We are willing to do the will of the gods!"

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