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The blood of this shame spilled all over his body, making Wren completely crazy, like a demon from hell, enchanted, rushing into the crowd and killing wreathly, for a time the ground was covered with blood and mutilated bodies.

Looking at Wren, who was frantically slaughtering the boar people, women and children in the crowd, the violent lead singer Samuro, who was a little hesitant on the side, carefully savored the oath made by the brother and head of the group, his eyes gradually became firm, put aside all scruples, and without saying a word, he also picked up the tomahawk and rushed into the crowd to kill these wild boar women and children.

When Wren sensed something strange around him and woke up from his madness, he turned around to see Samuro, the violent lead singer of the Minotaur Chieftain, also killing the boar people who were powerless to resist. The violent lead singer grinned at the corners of his mouth, smiled at Wren with some ugliness and bitterness, and shouted:

"Wren, we are brothers! No matter what, I'll stand by you! Even if you are spurned and called a butcher, I will be with you! Hey, Glory to the Warriors? If you lose it in killing these boar people, you can kill them again from the battlefield! For the future of Shuharu! I have no regrets! ”

Listening to Samuro's warm support and looking at the firmness on his face, Wren's heart was full of emotion, no matter whether this decision was right or wrong, whether he was a butcher or not, at least, he was not alone!

"For the future of Shuharu!" Wren strengthened his decision, raised his sword and roared, venting the depression in his heart.

Looking at the crazy behavior of Wren and Samuro, and listening to Wren's roar, a dozen or so battle axe warriors like Samuro no longer hesitated, and stepped out of the crowd, and then more and more warriors from different clans and tribes, but all members of the Black Yao Legion, one after another, put aside their pity, clenched the weapons in their hands, rushed into the wild boar people, women and children, and started killing.

As violent frontman Samuro said, whether they are called butchers or not, whether they lose the honor of their fighters or not, they have no regrets for the future of the entire Shuharu.

At this moment, they are not only comrades-in-arms who live and die together, but also brothers who share honor and disgrace!

"For the future of Shuharu!" These minotaur warriors, at this moment, put aside all their burdens, let go of all hesitation, and shouted for the same belief to become the butcher of sin! But they firmly believe that for the sake of the whole community, they have no regrets!

Looking at the cruel scene in front of him, looking at the soldiers of the raid detachment, the crazy and determined figures, and the Tuga Rune Totem standing silently on the side, he sighed with some pain and relief, and let go of his tangled feelings.

The brave and wise man made the wisest decision that he clearly understood, but could not bravely undertake.

At this moment, Tuga Rune Totem finally understood where the gap was between himself and Wren Bloodhoof, who had been praised by the clansmen. It's not strength, it's not resourcefulness, it's a brave and strong heart, a firm belief that you can give up everything you have for your people! It's the kind of personality charm that can lead everyone around you, put aside all scruples, and dedicate all your strength to the race!

Coming out of the confusion, Tuga Rune Totem, who was also determined, clenched the totem pole in his hand like everyone else, followed in the footsteps of others, and shouted:

"For the future of Shuharu!"

Under the night sky of the Barrens, the moon always seemed so bright and bleak. And at this moment, the white camp of the wild boar people under the moonlight was filled with a thick smell of blood, and the smell was fishy.

The massacre, which was a stain on Wren, finally ended in a rush of screams and wails. These warriors of the raiding force, on the battlefield, killed centaurs and horses, all of them fierce and brutal, eager to cut those beasts one by one. This time, they all chose to use the fastest and least painful way to send these wild boar people, women and children on the road. Since these unarmed boar people must be exterminated, and since they are powerless to change their fate, the only thing that the warriors of the raiding force can do is to let them die without pain.

Sok Lei Ge, the shaman priest who had been silent beside him and could be the prophet of the future tribe, slowly walked to the body of the slaughtered boar man step by step, took out a simple totem from the linen bag, inserted it on the ground, and sang the ancient soul song of the minotaur in a low voice, a song passed down from generation to generation by the minotaur soul song, which sounded desolate and tragic in the dead and silent boar man camp.

Around, the warriors who stood in a circle in silence also slowly hummed after a while. One after another, milky white souls floated out of the boar man's corpse, large and small, with a relieved smile on their faces, and after floating around the boar man's camp, they turned into scattered fragments and scattered on the ground at their feet.

After a song, Wren, who was immersed in the desolate singing, finally recovered from the silence, raised his head, reached out and patted the shoulder of the violent lead singer Samuro, who was standing beside him and was a little depressed, and said calmly:

"This massacre... It's over, but our task is not over yet, and the road ahead... It's still a long time. It's time for us to go. ”

After that, he turned around and said in an unusually firm tone towards the strong men of the minotaurs who were standing quietly around:

"All assemble, take the prisoners, clean up the battlefield, and we're ready to go!"

"Tuga, take the people and burn all the corpses together; Chief Rappi and Samuro, search the camp, take everything in the camp, and destroy everything you can; Krona, go to the old man, and let him teach you how to clear our tracks, and disguise the camp as if it had been plundered by centaurs. Burn this camp down before we go! "Wren, who got rid of the negative emotions, gave orders to several backbones of the raid detachment in a clear manner,

All the soldiers quickly assembled, divided into several teams, and followed a few people to move quickly to complete the task assigned by Wren. Seeing Wren return to his former decisiveness, all the warriors breathed a sigh of relief. Because they all know that the decisive and wise Captain of the Black Yao Legion is back. Their revered commander, the best brother, did not sink and was crushed by guilt, he will still be the Wren Bloodhoof who led them to victory after victory, the Wren Bloodhoof who led their people to prosperity, and the Wren Bloodhoof who can trust his life.