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.

This massacre, which was a stain on Old Tang, finally ended in a scream and wail. 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 method 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.

Jon Stareye, the shaman who had been silent beside him, slowly walked up to the corpse of the slaughtered boar man, took out a quaint totem from the linen bag, stuck it on the ground, and sang the ancient soul song of the minotaur in a deep voice. A song of the soul of the Minotaur passed down from generation to generation sounded desolate and tragic in the dead and silent wild 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 boarman's camp, they turned into scattered fragments and scattered on the ground beneath their feet.

After a song, the old Tang, who was immersed in the desolate singing, finally recovered from the silence, raised his head, stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the violent Niu brother who was standing beside him, and said calmly:

"This massacre is over, but our mission is not over, and there is still a long way to go. 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!"

"Bane, take the men and burn all the corpses together; Cole, you and Anak, you search the camp, take the supplies in the camp, and destroy everything that can be destroyed; Jon, go find the old man and ask him to instruct you on how to get rid of our footprints and disguise the camp as if it had been plundered by centaurs. Burn this camp down before we go! "Old Tang, who got rid of the negative feelings, gave orders to several backbones of the raiding detachment in an orderly manner,

All the soldiers quickly assembled, divided into several teams, and followed a few people to act quickly to complete the tasks assigned by Lao Tang. Seeing that Old Tang had restored his past decisiveness, all the warriors were relieved. Because they all know that the decisive and wise Goode Titan Power Terror Totem is back. Their revered commander, the best brother, did not sink and be crushed by guilt, he will still be the Gude who leads them to victory after victory, the Gude who leads his people to prosperity, and the Gude who can entrust his life.

In the wild boar man camp, there was a rush aside. Before dawn, the Minotaur raiding detachment had finally packed up and finished a bit. At this moment, more than 200 members of the advance force raid detachment straddled the mighty combat Kodo beast, and immediately slashed their swords. More than a hundred captured boar warriors, bound tightly with ropes and tendons, tied to the broad backs of the Kodomon, and their mouths were stuffed with all sorts of cloth and debris from the camp, and they were silenced by the angry curses and frightened screams that had long since awakened from the pigs' mouths.

At this time, the wild boar man camp has long since lost the slightest appearance before the Minotaur strong men raided last night. The already dilapidated and dirty shacks and tents were now dismantled, and several sturdy guard towers and fences were either torn down or the columns were cut down. Many flammable materials were piled up haphazardly near the wooden shacks, sprinkled with grease, and by now they had already been set on fire, and the fire was burning. The scorching flames rose more than a person high, and the heat wave could still be felt from far away. The scorching smell wafted in the wind, and black smoke filled the sky over the entire camp.

Standing outside the boar man camp, old Tang, who was sitting on the back of the brute horn, turned his head and carefully looked at the wild boar man camp in front of him, surrounded by rolling flames, for a while. After a while, Old Tang pulled the reins of the brute horn, hugged the eagle man Xiao Nizi, and galloped without saying a word. More than 200 strong men with minotaurs behind him also silently pulled the reins and galloped away to follow the figure of Lao Tang. The sun of dawn and sunrise stretched the shadows of the marching procession for a long time

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It was already noon, and the scorching sun of the barren land had once again dominated the sky, and at this moment, it was radiating endless light and heat, scorching the desolate land of the barren land. Most of the animals, who have long been accustomed to the climate of the barren land, do not choose to come out to hunt and roam during the hottest time of the day. Those creatures at the top of the food chain who are powerful in the barren land, very cunning and shrewd, basically choose to occupy a rare shady place in the barren land at this moment, rest and relax, and reserve for the hunt in the evening. The whole wasteland, as far as the eye can see, is full of herbivores such as gazelles that run and eat despite the scorching sun, taking advantage of the absence of predators.

Lao Tang and the more than 200 strong men of the Minotaur led by him, and the riders fought against the Kodo beasts and galloped non-stop for a morning, and at this moment they stopped at the foot of a shady hill that was blocked by the mountains and the sun pass. And this rare good place is that the strong men of the Minotaur made a cameo appearance as a robber, and after killing several leading male velociraptors, they violently drove away this group of velociraptor groups entrenched here, and the bright doves occupied the magpie's nest.

The noon feast came from the velociraptors who were killed and still gave their bodies to their best. More than a dozen campfires were raised, and several grills and cauldrons, were set on top. The grill is sprinkled with velociraptor meat, which is roasted with a straight sound, dripping a few drops of golden grease from time to time; A cauldron full of ingredients is bubbling and bubbling, and several large pieces of cut velociraptor meat are tumbling up and down with the aroma of the soup. A few anxious minotaur strong men had already taken out the small daggers they carried with them, sliced roasted golden velociraptor meat, regardless of the hot mouth, stuffed them into their mouths, scooped up the thick soup again, and poured it into their throats after blowing, looking very satisfied. In the entire camp, the warriors of more than 200 minotaur raid detachments, in this rare tranquility, finally had more smiling faces on their faces, putting aside the depression from last night to just now, and the atmosphere became lighter. At this moment, the warriors forgot about the unpleasantness, forgot about the shameful killing, and simply enjoyed the peace of the afternoon.

Old Tang had already lit a campfire after he had ordered a rest. Standing in front of his campfire, Old Tang took out the iron plate that had been built by people in the early years from his magic backpack, put it on the fire, poured a layer of refined fish oil, and spread the velociraptor ribs into thin slices, spread them out on the iron plate piece by piece, and kept rolling back and forth with a shovel, and broke the two warriors to find the velociraptor eggs, and sprinkled them with salt to make an omelette. Manli secretly knocked out the eagle man Xiao Nizi, and secretly stretched out the claws that wanted to steal food, Lao Tang ignored Xiao Nizi's pitiful and salivating expression, and continued to focus on the cooking in front of him, the angry eagle man Xiao Nizi, the roots of his teeth itched, and constantly cursed in a low voice Words such as "stingy ghost" and "miserly", but his eyes were staring at the fragrant food.

Lying on the ground, the idle brute horn, watching the eagle-manned little Nizi squatting behind Old Tang and constantly breaking his thoughts, a little confused about the situation, as if thinking about why this master cares about Xiao Budian very much, and keeps talking. It has a limited IQ, tilted its head and looked at it for a long time, then gave up, and turned around to be more concerned about when it would be able to eat the food cooked by its master.

After a while, the velociraptor omelet has been fried transparently, and the thin slices of meat have also been medium-cooked, and the thick meat aroma and the tender smell of the quiche are constantly intertwined. In the impatient gaze of the poor eagle man Xiao Nizi on the side, who had been waiting impatiently, Lao Tang finally nodded with satisfaction, served it on an iron plate, poured a special lizard meat hot sauce, and handed it to Xiao Nizi on the side. Watching Xiao Nizi gobble up and exclaim with a happy expression, I felt a burst of satisfaction in my heart, and the depression after the earlier slaughter of women and children gradually dissipated and was put aside.

"Woohoo big man, I didn't expect you to cook so well! Woo, it's so delicious, well, this queen has decided, you have to cook me one meal every day in the future, no, three big meals, it's okay! Hmph, as a reward, well, this queen reluctantly treats you as a spouse~! And it won't eat you! "The eagle man Xiao Nizi eats very comfortably, praising Old Tang's cooking skills, and once again tempting Old Tang's careful liver.

"Ahem, eat yours well, and you and I will be as idle as you all day three times a day?" Old Tang, who was drinking velociraptor soup, heard Xiao Nizi's ridicule, choked directly, put down the bowl, coughed twice, smoothed his breath, raised his head and looked at Xiao Nizi, a hawk with a narrow face, and retorted angrily. Tossed a large piece of roasted velociraptor meat to the brute horn who had been waiting for a long time, and received a howl of satisfaction.

"Hmph, the big man is a stingy ghost, only three meals a day, accept you as my spouse, think about it~!" Xiao Nizi, a hawk with a round belly who eats, continues to blatantly tease Old Tang unrelentingly. After discovering that Lao Tang, who has always been very good to himself, belongs to the typical kind of color-colored and colorless junior brother, verbally flirting and seducing Lao Tang has become Xiao Nizi's repertoire, and he has to tease Lao Tang unscrupulously several times every day, until Lao Tang can't bear to be deflated.

"Hmph, I'm going to sleep, don't disturb me!" Sure enough, looking at Xiao Nizi's bumpy figure that couldn't be concealed at all under her silk long skirt, and listening to Xiao Nizi's increasingly rampant verbal teasing, Lao Tang swallowed his saliva, turned around and leaned against the warm mountain rock to lie down, closed his eyes and ignored it.

Lying down, listening to the crisp voice of the eagle-man Xiao Nizi behind him, the unbridled smug laughter, the depression in Lao Tang's heart gradually dissipated, and he closed his eyes in a soothing mood and pretended to sleep.

Life is not all regrets and gloom, and there is a good side to him, isn't it? You shouldn't dwell on things that annoy you, right? For the sake of the future of the Minotaurs, for the sake of their own beliefs, what can they do to be a butcher and a demon? I have no regrets. In the relaxed atmosphere of the camp at the moment, under the alternative comfort of the eagle man Xiao Nizi, the old Tang finally let go of the depression at this moment and easily enjoyed the moment of peace before the war.

Don't regret the choices you make, the sacrifices you make have their value, what are you still struggling with? Old Tang, who closed his eyes, gradually fell asleep by leaning on the warm stone wall exposed to the sun in the explanation of himself.

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It's really no state that has made a lot of arrangements for this piece of the plot that has been thought of a lot, but judging from the information fed back yesterday, everyone has a lot of complaints about Lao Tang's struggle yesterday, I can't say anything, although I have more arrangements and drafts, all of them are very uncomfortable in my eyes, it's a pity. But since everyone doesn't like it, I can only push those back and start over, and the result is that I feel a little stiff in this chapter now.

No way, after all, it's a rearranged plot, and there's no way to make it plump. Zhige I'm not complaining, I'm very happy to have everyone's opinions, because at least everyone is looking at it seriously, which shows that some people like the words of Zhige my code. I just hope that you will understand today's somewhat sloppy chapter for the sake of various reasons. After all, reimagining wastes a lot of brain cells, and it's been five o'clock in the morning

This one should be overly optimistic~~~ I promise to return to the main line from tomorrow, the war scene is coming, the three clans are fighting, and the heavy tanks are going to be powerful~~~