A few low tents were set up at the roaring bonfire, and a group of unkempt Kyrgyz people were staring at a hot cauldron and swallowing saliva. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the Adam's apple rolled, the harazi kept flowing along the corners of the mouth, the nose kept sniffing, the expression was intoxicated, and the eyes revealed a little longing.

Most of them lay on their stomachs on the ground, on all fours like dogs, and they looked up at the cauldron like a herd of hungry pigs, waiting for their owners to feed them.

A few shirtless barbarian men laboriously stirred in the pot with mallets, and an old Kyrgyz man with a rickety back was constantly sprinkling things into the pot, his mouth was muttering, and he was humming mysterious syllables between his snorts. White smoke enveloped him, reflecting his old face, and his gaze was fixed on the bottom of the pot, a little sad, a little heavy.

When the crescent moon broke free from the clouds, he picked up a piece of meat with an iron fork and shouted at the tribe lying on the ground, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

"Whew!"

The tribal barbarians below had hideous faces one by one, and let out a piercing cry.

The old barbarian raised his iron fork high and cried out, "Do you know whose flesh it is?" ”

Countless pairs of scarlet eyes stared at him, letting out a thick snort.

The old barbarian stepped forward, walked into the crowd, and roared angrily, "This is the flesh of the dead people!" This winter is coming so fast! There is no surplus food left in the tribe, more and more people will starve to death, and their bodies will become food for our stomachs! If you don't want to die, if you don't want your flesh to be eaten, we'll just kill all the people in the canyon, make their corpses into dry food, and ship them back to our tribe! ”

"Whew! Woo! ”

The barbarians beat their chests and let out an unwilling roar, and the snow wolves on the mountain ridge were also raising their heads and howling, the two voices echoed each other, but they were incomparably harmonious.

The barbarian men took pieces of meat from the pot and threw them to the people below, who fed like dogs, and from time to time there was a sound of fighting. The old barbarian looked at the people below and sighed, he looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and suddenly found that the moon seemed to be different tonight, the whole moon disk was pale red, and there seemed to be some black shadows in the moon.

"What is this?" The old barbarian was a little puzzled, he seemed to have seen such a scene in the tribal totem, but the totem was painted with a scarlet moon, although the moon in the sky was a little red, after all, it was not the scene recorded in the totem. Although he had some doubts, he quickly put them aside.

In the darkness, there are countless pairs of eyes silently watching all this.

All the horses had iron rings in their mouths, and their hooves were wrapped in cloth. The knights silently stopped on the hill, waiting for the commander's order.

Nami looked at Hua Li Lang nervously, she didn't understand Hua Li Lang's actions, there were countless fires under the hillside, each fire represented a gathering point of the barbarians, just looking at the dense fire points, she knew that there were many barbarians. Could it be that Hua Li Lang wanted to take more than 100 horsemen to raid the camp? She secretly pinched the corners of her clothes, feeling that her awareness of her master was not very high.

"There was a rabble down there, and there wasn't even a sentry in the middle of the night. Follow me to the place where the fire is brightest, and if nothing else, the leader of the barbarians is inside! ”

Hua Li Lang's words were extremely confident, and the knights did not speak. Hua Li Lang smiled faintly, and with a hard grip on the horse's belly, the war horse galloped down, followed by a hundred horsemen.

In the snowy night, the group was like a ghost in the night, and they ran towards the hot firelight with the cold breath of death. When he was about to approach, the howl of the snow wolf came from the mountain beam, Hua Li Lang turned his head to look, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "It turns out that they are using this group of beasts to keep guard, but it seems that the nose is not too smart." ”

Hua Li Lang didn't know that it wasn't the snow wolf's nose that was ineffective, but that during the day, many snow wolves died under the meteorite technique of Delokos, and the meteorite technique with hell fire had a strong abyss abyssal aura, which was very fatal to the snow wolf, a touch-sensitive surface creature, so the snow wolf's nose was out of order.

The sound of the snow wolf's warning woke up the barbarians, who were still gnawing, and they looked around in a daze, not knowing what was happening. Until a terrible scream kicked off, a group of knights who rushed out of the darkness suddenly appeared in front of the barbarians. The wildebeest, which weighed a thousand pounds, slammed into the barbarians with incomparably violent force, and in an instant, screams, broken bones, and cries resounded throughout the valley.

Without the slightest warning, it came so violently that the mighty cavalry crushed the barbarians, and the terrified barbarians fled in all directions, not knowing how many enemy soldiers there were in the dark. Under all the unknown, the situation collapsed in an instant.

The old barbarian roared angrily with his skull staff, but no one could hear his voice, and he turned a deaf ear to the shouts of the tall guards beside him. The barbarian guards had no choice but to kneel and kowtow, and after finishing picking up the old barbarian, they ran back. They all stood at the brightest part of the fire, and their actions were so obvious that Hua Li Lang, who had dark vision, took in their movements. Lingfeng pointed forward, and Hua Li Lang rushed over.

Along the way, I don't know how many barbarians were trampled to death by the war horses, Hua Li Lang's sword was shrouded in blue flames, and anyone who was injured by the sword couldn't help but let out a terrible scream. The wildebeest became incomparably wild in the firelight, and the two sharp horns collided or picked, and I don't know how many barbarians died under its horns.

The old barbarian was carried on his back and angrily banged on the back of the barbarian guard, but the guard didn't care, he only knew how to run back. Looking at the knights who were getting closer and closer, there was anger in the eyes of the old barbarian, but more helplessness. He was only full of a sorcery when the knight was about to approach.

A black light flashed, and the knight took it all, but not a single hair was hurt. The old barbarian closed his eyes in despair, and a sword with blue flames plunged into the back of the barbarian guard's skull, and the moment the old barbarian landed, a strong and powerful arm grabbed his back and lifted him up. The barbarian guards who reacted roared loudly at the knight with their weapons, Hua Li Lang pulled the reins, stood up in front of the barbarians, and shouted: "Get out!" ”

The sound was like a tide, and the barbarian guards were a little stunned, Hua Li Lang laughed, put the old barbarian on the horse's back, turned the horse's head and left.

From the attack to the departure, but in a short time, the real casualties of the barbarians were not many, and by the time the surrounding clansmen came to help, the group of knights had already left.

Deep in the canyon, a group of trembling refugees huddled together.

Sitting on a large rock, Leo tilted his head to listen to the sound outside the valley, Coli quietly walked up to him, holding a broken bowl in both hands: "Will ...... General, eat some! ”

Raelo glanced at the broken bowl and saw that it contained something like batter, and some grass roots were floating on it. He took the bowl from Coli's hand, drank it all in one gulp, wiped his mouth and asked, "How much grain is there?" ”

"There will be only one meal a day, and you can survive for two or three days." As he spoke, Colli sat down beside Rheo.

"They're all miserable!" Leo sighed and asked: "I heard that you are refugees who fled from Rhine County, and you were placed in Lingnan to mine, although the conditions there are more difficult, but you can survive, why did you come to Yashan in this cold winter?" I don't know how many people will die on this trip! ”

"Who's to say it isn't! But who wants to flee if they can survive? Lingnan Mining ...... Alas, it's not a mine, it's a dead hole that eats people and doesn't spit out bones! We are a group of refugees, I don't know how many young people are in it, what are the rest? The lords there don't treat us as human beings, and we are worse off than animals! Even my poor son...... He was just sixteen years old, but he was swallowed by that pit. ”

As he spoke, Keli burst into tears and couldn't help sobbing.

"I don't know what evil things are in that mine, I don't say anything about the death, not even the corpse. You say, if you mine and find out that your loved ones will come to kill you after they die, will you be able to survive? Who will take care of our lowly lives? If it weren't for General Hua, we would have died at the hands of the Noxians, but now we ...... It's better to die! Don't think about anything when you're dead, it's just fine. ”

Old Coli's words gave Rael Ao a great boost, he experienced that kind of days, there was no food and grass in the barracks, everyone looked at you with blank eyes, looking for the lord but couldn't even enter the castle, what can be done? In desperation, he became a robber, borrowing grain from village to village, saying that it was borrowed, but who believed it? Those who are soldiers do not protect the territory and the people, but they have become the object of being scolded, who feels good?

Raeo patted old Coli on the shoulder and whispered, "It's going to be okay, everything is going to be fine." ”

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"Interview"

"Hello everyone! I'm Xiao You, a reporter for Chinese TV, and the building in front of me is there! It was the scene of the incident, behind me, a young man of twenty-three or four, who died of electrocution. Now in 2083, China's social economy has been greatly improved, and the living standards of the people have also been improved to the level of great prosperity. But according to my understanding, this building is in disrepair all year round, it is still an old house built fifty or sixty years ago, the sanitary conditions of the house are very poor, and there is often a lack of water and electricity, such a house, should have been demolished earlier, but the owner refused to move out, and rented it out to some young people whose economic conditions are not very good. This is what happened later, and now let's interview the landlord's charter wife. ”

Xiao You took the interviewer to look for a long time, only to find the charter wife who was playing mahjong, Xiao You asked affectionately: "Hello, charter wife, I am a reporter from Chinese TV, can I interview you?" ”

The charter lady took a cigarette in her mouth and glanced at it: "Don't you see that I'm busy?" ”

The white round eyes were very lethal, and Xiao You was a little scared and left with a smile. Looking at the surrounding crowd, he found an uncle, Xiao You leaned up, and asked affectionately: "Hello, uncle, I am ***." ”

The uncle stopped and asked hesitantly, "Do you want to know the information of the deceased?" ”

Xiao You nodded hurriedly, and the uncle waved his hand and said, "I know the tenant, surnamed Hua, a very handsome guy, but he can't make it, he shrinks into the house after work all day, and he doesn't go out." I've heard people say, this kind of person is called an otaku, what is an otaku? Not a game yet? Alas...... At a young age, he became an otaku **, so he can only live in this kind of place, and if he dies, he will die, who cares! ”

Xiao You's eyes widened and asked, "You mean to say that he died because he was addicted to games?" ”

The uncle sighed and said: "Otaku ** silk, most of them are like this, they don't live long!" ”

Xiao You watched the uncle shake his head and walk out, feeling a little stunned. After a while, I saw a **silk man wearing slippers, fluffy head, and sleepy eyes passing by, Xiao You hurried up: "Hello, handsome guy, I'm a reporter from Chinese TV, do you know about the deceased a few days ago?" ”

**The silk man wiped his trouser pockets with both hands, and didn't look back: "I know, I'm his buddy." ”

Xiao You chased after him: "May I ask if your buddy is a game addict?" People around him say that he is a waste otaku, and if he dies, he will die, just like garbage, what do you think about this? ”

Silk Man stopped: "Do you think I'm a waste otaku?" ”

Xiao You smiled, ** Si Nan frowned and said, "I don't know what others think, but I don't think I and my dead buddies are not waste, let alone game addicts." We are also working and trying to get to work, what are the usual hack and slash games? Most young people do. We live in this era, and although the material life is rich, the spiritual world is just as pale and empty. The cruel social reality has left us without a little passion, and the factory assembly line has turned us into robots, and the money we can earn is only enough for the most basic expenses. We are in an environment where we breathe filthy and filthy air, and we are looked down upon and despised. We need a larger spiritual world to free ourselves and ignite the only passion we have in our hearts! If our world were a better place, if we could control our own destiny, who would be staying at home all day? Who TMD will hack the game all day long? ”

Listening to the roar of the ** silk man, Xiao You was a little panicked, and she asked weakly, "May I ask what you do?" ”

**Silk Man shook his hair: "I'm a writer of online novels, to be honest, I'm the real otaku, and the otaku you are talking about are all weak." ”

Xiao You asked softly, "Then how are you doing with your book now?" ”

**Si Nan smiled slightly: "As an excellent eunuch, in fact, it doesn't matter to me what I write, it doesn't matter if I don't get results, it doesn't matter if someone reads it, the important thing is-"

"The important thing is that you're still a eunuch, aren't you? I see, you and your dead friends are really rubbish, thank you for the interview. ”

Looking at the back of Xiao You's departure, ** Silk Man held back what he wanted to say.

"It's important that we want someone to understand. Ah Hua, how I wish your death was not real, and even if it was, you would be able to pass through and be reborn like my YY novel. Maybe in another world, you'll get a new ....... ”