Liu Lin's sudden escape made the air of the grassland freeze.

The leaders were ready to die on the spot, but they didn't expect the ending to be a 180° reversal.

It's like a million hungry wolves rushing from afar, only to find out that they are all hallucinations when they are close in front of you. Just mustered up the courage to die generously, but at the feet is a cute kitten.

A moment of luck flashed through the leader's mind, followed by an endless sense of humiliation.

What is it yourself, have you been tricked?

The moment this thought popped into his head, the leader's whole body couldn't help but tremble with anger.

"Roar!"

There was a roar that resounded through the sky, and even the gentle autumn wind on the prairie paused for a moment because of this anger.

But now it was useless to say anything, Liu Lin plunged into the weeds that were more than one meter high after running out of 100 meters.

At this moment, he has completely lost his trace, and with the wonderful skills of the other party's hidden figure, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack to search for it.

The leader stood in place for a long time, as heavy as the sound of an ox's breathing, almost completely betraying the calm of his appearance, but in fact hiding his boundless anger.

Even the muscles that cover the entire chest cavity are beating at a rapid pace due to the strong heartbeat.

A breeze blew, and the leader looked down at his right hand, clenching it into a fist with all his might. "See you next time, old fellow!" muttered low, shrill murmuring, "You won't be so lucky." ”

Liu Lin suddenly chose to run away, but it was not because he was afraid of death.

At first, he was controlled by hatred, thinking that killing the leader with his own hands would be considered "revenge". It is this obsession and uncalmness that prompts him to use the shortcomings of the lack of correct killing moves to fight the poison that the other party will die if he touches it.

And with his old age and frail state, it is impossible to resist the young vitality of the other party. Just when he was about to push himself into a corner, he suddenly found that he had missed a crucial condition.

The leader has no skin at this time, so he is completely unable to prevent the water from evaporating. The viscous liquid on his body could not be created out of thin air, and the only way to obtain it was moisture from the outside world.

It's autumn now, and it's crisp and dry. They are in the grassland where there is almost no shelter, why do they have to fight hard?

The only regret for Liu Lin is that it is not dry enough or cold enough.

Otherwise, when all the weeds have withered and lost water, it is much easier to set a trap and set a fire.

As for whether it would cause a grassland fire, Liu Lin didn't think about it at all. Besides, this kind of thinking is just a brain, and the current grassland is not lit at all.

However, judging from the leader's current expression, there was no panic at all. He just stopped and looked at it for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the east.

With each step, a withered footprint is left behind. In a few moments, all that was left of the battlefield was mottled withered grass, and the remains of the long knife and pistol.

Prairie King's Tent, outside the tent of the Little Chief Thunder. A handsome man with a white face and beard hurriedly came, and the moment he opened the curtain, he hurriedly greeted: "Thunder!

The tall man in the tent with his back to the curtain immediately turned around, put down the big axe and whetstone in his hand, and wondered, "What's the matter, Roroa?

The man looked like he was in his twenties, and the immaturity on his face had not faded, but he didn't expect to be called a wise man by Thunder. And judging from the casual attitude shown by Thunder, the relationship between the two is also very close.

Roroa rolled her eyes and walked straight to the table to pour herself a glass of water. After taking two sips, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a hearty appearance.

This move made Thunder shake his head and smile bitterly, but he didn't stop it.

Only then did Roroa explain: "I just got the latest progress on the mission you issued a few days ago. ”

Hearing this, Thunder raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "A hundred people and a hundred wolves, and the eye of the sky in the darkness." Have they returned victorious?"

Roroa didn't answer, and even his expression didn't change. Calm without waves, calm as water.

This made Thunder a little surprised for a while, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. Frowning lightly, he asked carefully, "The wise man of the grassland, Roroya named after the fox." Don't tell me they failed?"

Luo Luoya sighed, nodded lightly and replied: "The whole army was wiped out, except for the crow that came back to report at the beginning, all of them died. Die with the enemy!"

"Bangdang!"

The big axe in his hand fell to the ground, and Thunder was stunned. His eyes were straight and he stared at Roroa, and he opened his mouth but it was more than good.

Seeing this, Luo Luoya sighed slightly, and said secretly: "Sure enough, Thunder is still too young, and he can't be happy and angry for the time being!"

It's understandable to have this kind of thought, but a man younger than Thunder would feel extremely awkward to say such a thing.

But at this time, it was obviously not the time to sigh about the age, and Luo Luoya hurriedly organized his words before continuing: "And when I received the report from the crows, I sent another squadron to reinforce them out of caution, but they were also more than half damaged. ”

"Wait!" Thunder heard this, interrupting Roroa's description. Because of the inconsistencies in what the other side said, didn't they already die with the enemy? How could the increased troops still be able to damage more than half of them?

Luo Luoya knew that there would be such a question, so he nodded and explained: "What I said is the truth, and Thunder is right." Just because this mission is too special, the enemies should all be masters of using poison. ”

This sentence made Thunder even more confused, and he was about to ask a question when he was interrupted by Luo Luoya: "It's not just the poison that kills people, but it can also make a large area of the environment a Jedi." ”

Putting down the water glass while sighing, as if remembering the tragic situation when the increased troops returned, he stared at Lei Ting's eyes with great seriousness: "Now that battlefield is full of poison, I don't know how long in the future, there may be no grass!"

"Shhh

Hearing this, Lei Ting took a deep breath of cold air, and his eyes widened to the limit: "Not a single inch of grass grows?

Luo Luoya nodded: "Well, from now on, that environment must be listed as a dead place for the extinction of humans and animals." Anyone who goes there without permission will leave the body there. ”

After speaking, Luo Luoya pondered slightly: "When I get this news, I will immediately come to report to you first." After surviving and scanning the environment with the crows, the returning reinforcements are mapping the battlefield. In terms of time, it's almost time to finish. ”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of footsteps outside the tent caused the two of them to turn their heads in unison.

The next moment, a squadron leader with drawings in hand walked in. After stroking the two of them, he presented the drawings: "Little Chief, Wise Man, this is the battlefield map we have mapped. ”

The squadron leader was about to leave, and Thunder caught the sadness that flashed on the other party's face, and couldn't help but say nervously: "Slow down, warriors of the steppe, please tell me the truth, how many reinforcements have lost, and how did they die?"

The squadron leader hesitated, this kind of reinforcement that was obviously "failed" and "stupid", the steppe soldiers were not ashamed to talk about it at all.

But since Lei Ting asked, he had to blush and explain: "At that time, in order to find their traces as soon as possible, we chose to use a horizontal straggler, so 48 people died and 55 wolves. There are no wounded!"

As soon as he said that, the squadron leader's eyes were completely moistened: "And we haven't even seen the official battlefield, even the corpses of my dead brothers are also poisonous, and they can't be brought back to the tribe at all." So, so. Hey!"