In that dark and silent night, a human civil war over the dominance of R County has quietly begun, and the two sides involved in the war are not equal in strength and numbers.

At half past four in the morning, on a protruding boulder on the Tiebei Slope, Zhang Jiaming stood in the rain curtain, feeling the loneliness he had not felt for a long time, every werewolf around him had been sent out, if there were only guards left, it was only his own shadow! Taking a deep breath of air, as if staring at the changing night scene on a rainy night, Zhang Jiaming ignored his role in this venue. About ten minutes later, he let out a long sigh and suddenly shouted, "Come out!" A petite shadow quickly walked out of the bushes behind him, and with a stumbling sound of knives, the shadow dropped two sharp seedling knives and knelt behind Zhang Jiaming. You have been with me for so long, and you have eavesdropped on the orders I have set, but why don't you report to your king Aru? When the visitor heard this, he couldn't help but tighten his body, he originally thought that he could kill the other party in one fell swoop by the night, but he was also afraid that their strength would be weak without his subordinates, and it would cause a drag to be detected by the other party, who would have thought that the decapitation action would be discovered by the other party, and he would be completely destroyed! The assassin couldn't help but shiver in the rain, "I promise you a thousand gold!" To let you walk freely among my people is to let you know who I am and my desire to save the people of Limin! But am I naïve? Isn't it? Well? Zhang Jiaming didn't look back, he didn't know many evolutionaries, just two, that's right, the one who came was Yang Feifei, the saintess under the throne of Yalu! This low-level evolutionary has lost the consciousness of resistance in the invisible killing intent at this moment, originally she knew where the gap between herself and Zhang Jiaming was, but she never thought that the distance between the two was so large, Zhang Jiaming could dissolve all her attempts with just a sharp look! "What should I do with you? Say? You've been my enemy time and time again! I can't leave you any longer! "A sharp pig's tooth dagger appeared in Zhang Jiaming's hand, no need to look at it, only in a blink of an eye, a beautiful human head was about to land!" I beg you! I'm just a useful pawn for you and for Brother Aru! Let me live, I can tell you about the future, and I can see the victory! "Oh, this ability is still quite fresh, those who have seen the previous heirs of the Scorpion King know that the witch's prophetic ability is still quite awesome, and in the apocalyptic environment, the ability of this magic stick is even more marketable among the young people, coupled with the ability of personal excellence, this girl is definitely an important chess piece in the hands of King Yalu. She has been out for so long, and there is no news, it is estimated that the king of Yalu, who is a few sons of labor, is going crazy with heartache! "Get up and divinate for me." Zhang Jiaming restrained his killing intent, but the weapon still did not leave his hand, he stared at the prey in front of him tightly, without the slightest relaxation, he stood up tremblingly, and the saint looked at the deadly killing god in front of him with fearful eyes, "Tell me, what kind of future do you see me!" That's what's going to happen in the next few days! Don't try to fool me! If you dare to tell even the slightest lie! I'll let you know what it means to live rather than die! Malicious intimidation, Zhang Jiaming widened his scarlet pupils and looked at the petite and weak beauty in front of him. In the end, he is still the number one thug of a strong party, as an evolutionary, Yang Feifei controlled his mind, slowly closed his eyes, and his two hands were reverently wrapped around his shoulders, in a burst of strange recitations, Yang Feifei seemed to have forgotten where he was, forgetting the threat of approaching, only the chanting full of mysterious murmurs was spreading in a low voice, that kind of strange tone, Zhang Jiaming had never heard of it before, never seen before! Vigilantly shrunk his body, Zhang Jiaming lowered his body, as long as something was wrong, he would enter a beastly state and completely tear apart this holy woman who pretended to be a ghost! As the Holy Maiden's chanting accelerated, the surroundings of her body began to change, and an invisible stance began to appear, and those delicate raindrops were magically blocked by this stance and bounced aside! The glazed red light also began to take shape around her, and gradually, the light took away the dark home field, and the entire land next to the mountain rock was shrouded in this strange light, even Zhang Jiaming lost his sense of violence, and he inexplicably had an impulse to worship her! No, it's an evolutionary trick! Roaring angrily, Zhang Jiaming completed his beast transformation - the wild wolf posture followed! With the momentum of looking at the world, a huge werewolf stood in front of the girl, without fear, the girl who had completed the final chant stopped swinging, and looked at the orc in front of her with blank eyes, that kind of unfamiliar look made Zhang Jiaming, who was an evolutionary, stunned, this is not pretended, but the state of the god stick that circulated among the young people in the area where Zhang Jiaming lived, that is, please be possessed by God! As an educated Zhang Jiaming, the gods and horses of King Yalu are all ethereal things, only strength is the only real existence, without strength, you can't protect everything you love! This is the truth that has been passed through the interweaving of love and hate, and it is universal! This time, Zhang Jiaming was completely confused! He had had a supernatural experience before, and he had to be cautious, after all, many things in modern times cannot be explained by science. Restraining his anger, Zhang Jiaming changed back into human form and looked at the other party quietly. "Say what you want to ask, Honorable Grand Chief!" Without the slightest hint of humble emotion, the woman just said mechanically. "Tell me the outcome of this war!" Zhang Jiaming asked eagerly, he cared about the outcome of the battle, more than everything at present. Yang Feifei closed her eyes again, and after dozens of seconds, she said slowly: "I saw blood, a lot of blood!" At first, she just bowed her head and sobbed mournfully, and suddenly screamed loudly, jumped up, and wanted to pounce on Zhang Jiaming who was approaching, that kind of madness, so that Zhang Jiaming, who had been prepared, almost lost his mind, and was beaten by her blow, "Blood, blood, blood everywhere, in the ravine, in the bushes, King Yalu, King Yalu, save me!" Save me! I don't want to see blood! Blood! Zhang Jiaming quickly controlled the hands that tried to fight him, turned the head of the saint to his side, looking at this woman who had lost control of his mind, Zhang Jiaming's heart tightened for a while, but he had not forgotten his purpose, "Tell me, the one who won, who is he!" “

Yang Feifei had no way to break free from this strange force, although she was also an evolutionary, her strength was not at the same level at all, she struggled a few times, and the saint fell weakly in Zhang Jiaming's arms, holding this crazy soft girl, Zhang Jiaming did not relax for a moment, sniffing the faint fragrance on her body, Zhang Jiaming restrained his bestiality, put his lips close to her ear, and asked softly in a gentle tone: "Tell me, we are your friends, we are here to avenge you!" We must know if your enemy is near! There's no time, hurry! "I saw, countless corpses, I saw, a huge bear roaring above the pile of corpses!" Yang Feifei covered his eyes in pain, and began to cry again, that kind of miserable tone, it is definitely the kind of voice that can only be howled by widows who have lost their husbands in the wilderness graves, Yang Feifei, who is deep in a fantasy, can't help himself, but Zhang Jiaming is at a loss. After she vented, Zhang Jiaming continued to bewitch the girl with a gentle voice, "We don't have time, we have to know the ending!" Otherwise, we have no way of judging the strength of your enemies! Tell me, who won? Suddenly, the girl stopped crying, she began to look at Zhang Jiaming with confused eyes, a pair of gentle little hands, suddenly held Zhang Jiaming's cheeks, did not stop her move, Zhang Jiaming just used a sharp pig tooth dagger to gently press against the girl's back, as long as one is not, the girl will become a cold corpse. King Aru, it's you! "Gently said a word that shocked Zhang Jiaming's heart, this girl seems to like King Yalu very much, but now she can try to use King Yalu's environment to ask what she wants!" It's me, Feifei, who tells me that our army has arrived, and that the glory of our ancestors is calling us to step into battle! Support our defeated brothers! Tell me who is the winner! Yang Feifei's face suddenly turned dead, and her eyes were full of disbelief, "This is impossible!" You're already a dead man! That's impossible! How can the head of a dead man speak! Who are you? Who the hell are you! "In the last sentence, that sharp tone is like the magic voice of the official, which makes Zhang Jiaming's ears ache, and the werewolf's keen senses make this pain even worse!" You killed King Aru! You devil! You killed him! "I rely on, this girl is really a crazy woman, changing her face is really as fast as turning a book, she was still gentle and amiable a while ago, and now the next moment she directly opened all her skills and pounced on you to die or live! Sure enough, those who carry the holy word are all difficult lords! With a clean and neat hand knife, Zhang Jiaming ended this short psychic ceremony, all around, jungles, valleys, densely surrounded by a large number of werewolf groups, these are all Zhang Jiaming's guards, a full sixty-one members, plus themselves, a whole number of just sixty-two, these werewolves are carrying bloody trophies that show their achievements - strings of human ears! "You all know it! Victory is ours! With a strong war spirit, Zhang Jiaming looked up to the sky and roared, the split with the minority ethnic groups has been generated, and the two sides are already in a situation of death and rest, don't worry about anything else, only rely on bloody war to solve it! This is also what Zhang Jiaming is looking forward to, using the blood of those who do not obey him to forge a powerful iron-blooded army!

In this way, this battle, which was later called the Iron Back Slope Mountain Jungle Warfare, completely kicked off. Just overnight, more than 4,000 people in the vanguard legion led by the three major clans were lost! In that vast wood, there were heart-rending cries of young soldiers, screams, cries for help, pleadings, moans before dying, wild beast roars, wind and rain, mixed into a terrifying jungle symphony, and the young people tried their best to rely on soldiers armed with rudimentary broadswords and spears, in a dim and dark environment, where sight and hearing were seriously obstructed, between the jungle and the rocks, and the most unfair battle with an unknown number of enemies!

In the rain curtain an hour ago, countless simple tents were erected in the hidden areas of the valley bottom of the mountains and the Tiebei Ridge, which was the place where the allied forces of the Great Miao King and various ethnic groups were located, as the vanguard of the army, their job was to clear a large area of open space suitable for outposts, in case of the huge reinforcement troops that came later! The number of this striker is comparable to the number of troops in Zhang Jiaming's hands, and the will to fight is also not too much, because all the men in the mountains and forests have a spirit of not admitting defeat, which is the arrogance in the bones of the young people of the past generations, and the unchanging blood that has been passed down among the wolf soldiers! They have all killed zombies, and they have seen the elite of the battlefield, compared to the people on Zhang Jiaming's side, they are also bloody battles, and all kinds of hardships and dangers have not made these young men frown, but the report of the people who explored the way in front of them made the leaders of the three parties jump like thunder - all the people sent to contact were killed indiscriminately by the barbaric big leader, and the saintess who was most trusted by their three clans was actually defiled and imprisoned! This is a trick deliberately used by all the people who go out to engage in diplomacy after failure to avoid responsibility, that is, to report how the other party is arrogant and unreasonable, without talking about the actual operational problems on their side, at the beginning of the war, both sides have no reason to stop, for this successful raid, the leaders of the three clans also made the worst preparations, and with all their forces, they can mobilize more than 27,000 young people, if you add the last dependence, all from the age of forty to fifty years old Shaomin elite main force is also counted, The total strength can reach more than 50,000 people! If you can't defeat this hateful leader, you can only put all the women in battle armor and fill the battle team to take it, and fight the enemy with blood for blood! For the success of this battle, and for the hundreds of thousands of zombies behind Bato, this group of outlaws is ready to sacrifice everything, because their rations are really not much, at most a month and a half, their food will be exhausted, and when the time comes, the leaders of these young people can only choose to throw those old, weak, sick and disabled out of the group, and in the future, they dare not imagine it again! In order to make all the people have the belief that this war will be won, the clan leaders of the young people have been active, and the notoriety of the cruel and bloody big leader has been proclaimed in the crowd at all times, aiming to make the soldiers and militia fight to the end and not surrender! This kind of psychological tactics has advantages and disadvantages, the advantage is to make those who heard Qin Zaixi's father's drum news before and still have a glimmer of hope for Zhang Jiaming completely on their side, the disadvantage is that they have fallen into the morale of the army before they have fought with the enemy who doesn't know what they look like, but the forward generals of the three clans are not aware of this. After setting up camp and hastily arranging sentry posts, the clan leaders took refuge in the warm wooden barracks and began to wait patiently for the battle to begin.

Wolves, coming, in this dark environment, the absolute home of the orcs.

The first victim was a sentry standing on the periphery. He is very shrewd, as a young man in the mountains, more or less have participated in a variety of local hunting activities, all know that concealment is the first element of hunting, patience and durability are also necessary qualities, this young young man squatted at the pass of a pine tree branch ten meters high from the ground on the platform, because of the long time of sitting, he also felt a little sleepy, it was only 3:50 in the morning, except for the sound of the rain, there was no one else to accompany him in this place, the young man stretched a waist, exhaled, This kind of cold and rainy night is the most unsuitable season to go out, and it is all thanks to these hard-working young people in the southwest that there is this kind of thing that ordinary people can't do. But the young man was soon stunned by what he saw, a huge beast with bright green eyes staring at him, and the distance between the two sides was less than ten centimeters! For the werewolf, this distance is too close, Shaomin wanted to shout loudly, but he couldn't make a sound, a sharp long claw penetrated his throat, straight to the top of the skull, and soon, this loyal sentry was quietly put down on his post, getting rid of the only dark whistle, countless black shadows followed, they were huge, but in the dark night like mountain spirits and ghosts, did not make even the slightest wrong sound, this superb stealth skill, from the bloodline has been destined to the behavior of these killer troops, compared to the special forces before the end of the world, they don't know how many times they won! Evolvers are inherently strong against ordinary humans, and even if they are numerous, they are just a flock of sheep in front of lions.

In a bright field, four people dressed as young people were talking quietly around the fire. "Brother Shan, you said, we are such a big gang of people, we can kill them all at once, why wait for others, we have killed those man-eating ghosts, except for those plague gods and soul hookers, we can't beat them, that time is not a charge to kill them all?" One of the short fellows muttered, and he spoke to a stout, lanky man, with a hookah in his mouth, his eyes half-squinted, and the light of the charcoal fire reflected on his angular face, and it was evident that this was a shrewd and capable old hunter. "That's right, I see, those big leaders of R County are just empty names, we are so powerful, go to his door, and killing them all is as good as eating a piece of water cake!" A chubby guy next to him followed and shouted, everyone else knows that this guy is a relative of the clan leader, and he can usually eat something good, otherwise, without that relationship, this fat man will not lose fat and flesh in the apocalyptic environment, at least, running in the bottom of the mountain valley every day is enough to make a big fat man from the city become Arnold! "Eat, eat, eat, you know what to eat, what else will you do but eat! The person who looked like the squad leader stopped what he was doing, exhaled a puff of smoke, and handed it to the fourth person on the side, the only elder, "Uncle Jiu, what do you think?" After teaching the fat man a lesson, he respectfully refilled a mouthful of fresh tobacco for the elder, and picked up a fire stick to light it for the old man. Alas, what else can I hope for, I just hope that the fathers and elders of the clan can eat a mouthful of food, avoid these disasters, and find a place to live in peace! Listen to me, O you, and don't believe the words of the clansmen, who are going to bring us to our deaths. The old man blinked, and his eyes became misty. Why do you talk like that? The squad leader looked around nervously, probed carefully, and glared at the fat man viciously, and then turned around. The old man looked at the fat man on the side indifferently, stared at his eyes and continued: "Shan Yanzi, your adults have done something foolish, don't think we don't know, the drum news hasn't stopped for a day, others don't know the bends and bends inside, can you coax your uncle and me?" He lowered his head and took a few puffs of cigarettes, and the old man didn't look at anyone anymore, just looked at the rain curtain outside, and continued to say: "The mountain ghost is coming, the mountain ghost is coming, we can't run away, you see, God is angry, that fake Yalu King, take the people to rebel against the real Yalu King!" We're all going to be plagued! "Uncle Nine!" "Uncle Nine!" "Uncle!" Several people panicked, in the mountains, the higher the seniority, the older it is, it means that there is a great ability to make decisions in the right to speak, even if the ability is average, people who live to this age are respected elders in the mountains. Listening to these words, the team leader lowered his head, his heart was full of thoughts, and the others also looked worried. "What do you mean by the old? We can't kill that big boss! "It's the messenger of King Aru: Lord Mauato!" The old man dropped the bamboo chimney and stirred up the dark charcoal fire, "That Tongtian witch who pretends to be a ghost and leads a group of people to do something over there, don't think we don't know!" Now all the drum messages from others are about that! It's good now, things are messed up, their clan leaders and people hide behind, let our warriors of the Great Miao King go on top first! Are they all a bad race? The old man spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm hatefully, "You all listen to me, once the war starts, the blood of our warriors of the Great Miao King cannot be shed in vain!" If they don't dare to go up, let's not be polite to them, it's a big deal, just shoot it off! "Sweeping away the decadence just now, the old man's voice was like a bell, snorting viciously, and spit out the following words." These have already been discussed by more than a dozen of our clan elders, so we don't have to wait for Queen Miao's life! Just execute! Do you understand everything? "Listen to your old man!" A few offspring are not ambiguous, the people here are their own relatives, there are no outsiders, and there is more trust and unity in this kind of blood connection.