Releasing the rope from his hand, dragging the red-faced, clutched corpse around his neck into a low-lying part of the woods, and after covering it up a little to make it less visible, Trist slowly approached the village.

'Count the four in the woods, this is the sixth, and if the girl is not lying, there are still twelve left'.

Trist opened the captured rucksack, which contained several captured enemy bottles and cans. Although I didn't know what the effect was, after thinking about it, Trist gave his arrows a little bit of everything. As he passed by the lake, he had been taught the lesson of the day to be extra careful, but the heavy wheezing of the house by the lake made his bow tremble slightly. Through the open door, as far as the eye can see, on the messy big bed in the room, one arm is shaking irregularly with the owner of the body, just the tattoo on the back of the hand, how to look familiar.

No...... No way......

The mouth of the loud pant was covered by a strong arm, the dagger slashed through the throat with ease, and with the convulsions of the exposed body, the eyes of this warrior who had reached the fullness of life quickly lost the brilliance of life.

Trist pushed the deceased away with a complicated gaze, causing the bearer under him to turn over, and unsurprisingly met Xiao Ya's distracted gaze. This kid, who was always dressed up by Aunt Su Man, well, clean and refreshing, now has a blue nose and swollen face, staring blankly at the ceiling, too many experiences in a day make him feel like a walking dead at the moment.

Trist went up with two big slaps.

'Make you look more handsome than me'.

Shake your head and get out of your head the boring thoughts that are out of place.

Trist quickly covered Xiaoya's mouth in case the fourteen-year-old's panicked yelling would attract other enemies.

"Hey, Alex, wake up, it's me, Trist, wake up Alex."

Seeing the boy's eyes regain their brightness, Trist's hand loosened and gave up on the idea of simply knocking him out and hiding it.

"Listen, boy, the enemy is still out there, and we're still in danger right now." Trist paused, "I need you to tell me where the rest of the village is, how many people they have come to the Ice Country, and nod when you understand, kid!" “

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As a border village bordering the Red Maple Tribe and the Land of Ice, the people of the village are no strangers to savage and brutal enemies, and of course, they themselves are not much civilized. It's just that because the last time he was infiltrated by the Ice Country to burn the grain and intercept the caravan, this time the young and strong of the tribe were all gathered by the leader, half of them pursued the enemy army, and half escorted the reorganized precious caravan to Baita City to exchange food for the winter, and Qinghu Village was no exception. But who would have thought that this time it was the well-known Black Bear Overseer who led the team, and those robbers went and returned, killing a horse gun, and Qinghu Village, as a few villages in the front, naturally suffered.

The village chief sighed, and with great difficulty moved his numb hand, which was so tightly tied that his palms were bloodied by the broken glass, and he didn't realize it.

As the village chief and one of the strong contenders for the former leader of the Red Maple Tribe, he naturally saw more deeply and thought more. The Ice Country fought a battle with the Guanghu tribe last year, and the short-sighted leader of Fras turned his back on the offensive and defensive alliance of the Red Maple Tribe and the Guanghu tribe for the land promised by the Ice Country to Silvermoon Bay, and even gave the Guanghu tribe a knife in the back, in addition to Silvermoon Bay, he also took away the half-moon lake town next to Silvermoon Bay.

"Aha, that's great, originally the Red Maple Tribe and the Light Lake Tribe shared the same border with the Ice Country, but after that war, the Red Maple Tribe and the Ice Country bordered unilaterally, and they need to resist the Ice Country alone, this time the retribution is coming, right?" The old village chief thought indignantly, "Yes, Yinyue Bay and Yuehu Town are rich in fish and shrimp, and crops planted on the fertile soil by the lake will definitely be harvested." But these, you are greedy, the country of ice is not greedy? Will he give it to you for nothing? Do you believe in the Ice Nation's Covenant? The Land of Ice has expanded in recent years, and his land has been picked up for nothing? Forty years ago, there were eighteen tribes, not twelve! The Land of Ice can be trusted, and Dorumon can dig through the earth! ’

At night, the lights in the hall flickered, and four or five warriors looked after the forty or fifty captives tied together in front of them, and their eyes were delighted, this "hunt" was very fruitful, and these slaves and captives were brought back, and they could imagine the glory that came with it, and they could boast of their heroic appearance in killing all sides. Especially Wayne, the pearl of their Thunderhammer Leader, who is the son of a blacksmith, what if Wayne can take a high look at them and compare the two little henchmen of Fast Rope and Fang。。。。。。。

The young warrior glanced down at the gloomy Thunderhammer Commander, and was abruptly silent. 'Hey, by the way, aren't they chasing the fish that slipped through the net?' Why haven't you come back yet? But there is Uncle Broken Bones sentry in the woods, so nothing should happen。。。。。。 Well, yes, Uncle Broken Bone is Miss Wayne's mentor, and his strength is on par with the Thunder Mallet Commander, and now eighty percent has caught the lurker and is reprimanding those friends of the fast rope. Uh-huh, it must be so. The young warrior nodded vigorously to convince himself to dispel the growing uneasiness in his heart.

The next moment, he didn't have to worry anymore, he looked at the short knife piercing through his chest with a blank expression, and the last thought was that this knife was somewhat familiar. Of course familiar, after all, this knife was a birthday gift he created for the little princess Wayne for three days and three nights. When Wayne took it that year, he thought he had embraced the whole world, and at this moment, after the dagger was drawn, he left this world.

Trist turned around and staggered, and the rest of the warriors in the hall slowly fell down holding their wounds, "13, 14, 15", and then he looked up at the thunder mallet on the main seat, and said slowly, "16".

The old village chief, Luther, looked at the young man in front of him with a thunder mallet with a complicated look, this stranger who had just entered the village three days ago, this young man who had saved the whole village, 'was no less skilled than himself'. Well, yes, otherwise Su Man would not have rejected Fros, who won the position of leader, and chose himself. Looking at the empty trousers of his left leg, thinking of his dead wife who had fallen in a pool of blood this morning, Luther's eyes were even more bloody, and he violently broke open the rope that was worn by the glass piece, and stabbed the glass piece stained with his own blood into the back of the neck of the warrior who was about to sneak attack behind the column, and the blood of the feud melted into one place.

"Flutter".

The arrow outside the window accurately hit the knee of the old village chief.

Suddenly, Alex's nervous face poked out of the window。。。。。。

"Bump". In the center of the lobby, a body fell to the ground.

The battle of the Thunderhammer Commander is over.

Trist sat down against the post with his left arm clutched, gasping for breath. "Sure enough, it's still floating, frontal fighting, these excellent fighters are not inferior to themselves in the slightest." "17, what about the other one?" Trist frowned, I had searched the whole village.

"Commander Thunderhammer, I've found Wayne and them。。。。。。" The young boys and girls who came in outside the door were stunned to face the forty or fifty pairs of hateful eyes in the room。。。。。。