tue jul 01 11:23:15 bsp; 2014

Without the three clans of the vanguard generals noticing, the coalition forces that had already shown a serious tendency to split internally were no different from yellow leaves in the autumn wind, and now the difference was only the fall of the first domino.

A miserable scream sounded in the boundless night, the terrible howl was particularly clear in the rainy night, the victim must have seen the most feared thing in his life before he died, it was a kind of terrible howl that could make people feel frightened from the depths of their souls, just like the wailing sound of the banshee in the West, but this time it was just an ordinary mountain young man who made the scream! What is it that makes these wolf soldiers with wolf blood so afraid? This was also the first reaction of all the generals of the three-clan alliance who were awakened, and before they could give the order and gather their guards, another alarm voice that almost tore their throats came: "Enemy! Enemy! They're coming! “

This is the most frightening night for Pan Jun, a child who is less than 14 years old, a few uncles who were still talking and laughing with themselves just now, in the blink of an eye, they fell not far from themselves, a huge dark, can't help but make a thick wheezing shadow is still biting on his third uncle's body, the third uncle is not dead, but it is only half a step away from death, he is helplessly screaming under the bite of the monster, it is a kind of wail that has been distorted, a kind of pain to the extreme, but helpless before death begging for mercy. The monster was busy killing people, and didn't bother with this young child, Pan Jun tried to escape from the clutches of this monster in despair, he was still a child, even if he was incorporated into the barracks, it was just under the care of a few uncles in his own family, for the sake of a ** life, now the uncles are all killed, almost none of them escaped the strange beasts in the night, Pan Jun stumbled and ran, in the vast woods, the terrible howls of the young soldiers continued to be heard around, The screams of the souls from the roar before the fight to the moment of being killed rang in the ears of the child all the time, and in the places where he ran, there were countless fallen young people, almost none of the corpses were intact, and all the dead were killed after a short struggle with the incoming enemy! This can also be seen from the side that these bloody southwestern men have the spirit of not admitting defeat. The child was still running, maybe he was too young, maybe he was too thin, and none of the werewolves cared about the movements of this slender child, and where he ran by, the blood mist of the big canopy was constantly generated, and the torn limbs of the torn people were scattered everywhere, and the blood, organs, mixed with the rain, were trampled on the ground by the two warring parties, forming a field of minced meat of different sizes. The red-eyed werewolves sometimes don't fear those ridiculous Miao knife attacks at all, and a few of the wolf cubs with amazing strength don't even dodge it, and directly rush into the densest cluster of young warriors to kill, and they all get the order of the big leader, that is, to eliminate the living force here as much as possible! The slaughter continues, and with flesh and blood and disorganized defenses, it would be hopelessly stupid to confront the beasts in this environment. From the beginning of the invasion to the peak of the killing time, the generals of the three clans only cared about reorganizing their ranks and gathering soldiers, and did not pay attention to these problems at all, and by the time they thought they were ready, there were less than a thousand people gathered around them!

Looking at the scattered torches, the faces of the generals of the three clans were all ugly, and now there were only more than 800 old and weak soldiers gathered around them, and it was estimated that there were people who had fled, but it was estimated that it would be difficult to escape from this kind of dark night. The crowd formed a defensive formation and lit a large fire, which was an ancient way for the young people to fight against the beasts of the forest, but they did not know what kind of beasts they were up against. With frightened eyes, these young people who survived the first round of crazy slaughter completed the final whole team, forming a convex lower quarter moon formation in a low-lying mountainous area, in the case of the great enemy's pressure, the inherent local feelings of the young people let them take their respective clans as fetters and form different small war groups, the so-called fighting tiger brothers, father and son soldiers! "Bayonet, in the forefront!" In the slightly trembling shouts of the generals, the young people of the brigade still made up a candidate with a long-handled hunting fork, but they were not equipped with shields, and all of them were hunting tools transformed from agricultural tools. "Pick, Pickleman!" There was a clattering sound, it was the sound of the fire hydrant being pulled apart, but in the eyes of the tribal elders, this was just the last self-consolation of the dying people, in that rainy night, let alone shooting, even the ghost could not be seen clearly more than five meters away in front of them! At best, this is just a means to calm the morale of the army and boost their morale! As the sound of the fighting in the dark became quieter and quieter, until the bloody woods in front of them returned to tranquility, there was a rare strange silence in front of the entire army column that was waiting for them. Only the sound of torches, the sound of a light rain, and the panting of the crowd growing nervously and roughly, everyone looked nervously at the dark woods ahead, and they all knew that those vicious enemies lurked inside. In this tense situation, the nerves of every young man were extremely sensitive, but a black shadow suddenly burst out of the grass in front of him, and immediately more than ten muskets burst out with a thunderous sound! The black shadow only ran forward a few steps, and was concentrated by the dense bullets, and then rolled and tumbled, falling not far from the array, "Hit!" Hit! Someone shouted, with disbelief in his voice, "Drag it over!" Look what's going on! The generals are calm, in this case, it is necessary to maintain the array, "A few of you go and take a look, and the others will charge immediately!" The enemy is still nearby! A few orders went down, and after a while, the killed "enemy" dragged to the front, under the light of the torches, the crowd was completely speechless, Pan Jun, this poor Zhuang child, although he escaped the joint killing of the wolf crowd, but did not escape the guns of his own family, two relatives who knew him were anxious for a while, and pounced on the child who was shot several times in his body, and regardless of the dissuasion of others, he cried bitterly, everyone has their own relatives, this kind of thing, it is uncomfortable to change to anyone. No one cared about these heartbroken clansmen, and with the acquiescence of the generals, several relatives hurriedly carried the corpses behind the battle and covered them with a thin blanket.

The rain was still falling, and the young people's army was still standing firmly in the rain curtain, it was now 5:40 in the morning, nearly an hour had passed since the first wave of attacks, but the enemy seemed to have never come, and the woods on the opposite side were still maliciously silent, only the smell of blood that was absent reminded those who survived that the enemy still did not go far.

Not long after, due south, a majestic and provocative wolf howl sounded! The long and continuous beastly words conveyed the breath of death, making everyone unconsciously clench the weapons in their hands, and those who were nervously visiting the surroundings were anxiously waiting for the moment of the enemy's attack. After a while, the north, east, west, all came from the unknown howl, these wolves roared one after another, sometimes like a thousand ghosts crying, sometimes like the sound of the wind, in this quiet environment, the howl of the wolves made the young people understand that they had been fighting in the middle of the night, who their enemies were! It's the direct guard of that legendary Grand Chief! Or is this just a sporadic guard, what if it is replaced by his regular troops? I felt that I had kicked the iron plate, a feeling like the building was about to collapse and occupied the hearts of several clan leaders, they were all people who knew the inside story, for that legendary figure, they stood far away, and they could also draw a circle on the ground under the curse, and now when they really face it, they feel like an ignorant young girl meets a habitual bandit armed to the teeth! The sound of the wolf's howl continued for a while, and gradually subsided, this kind of torment of not knowing where the enemy is hiding, but always suffering from the threat of death is not something ordinary people can endure, there are not a few brave people among the young people, otherwise they would not have killed from the encirclement of tens of thousands of zombies. "Force! Mountain! "Force, mountain!" "Force, mountain!" Several clan elders in the crowd suddenly stood at the front of the queue, shouting slogans loudly, this is the mobilization of the young people before the war, thousands of years of inheritance, every battle must roar, whenever they encounter a strong enemy, there is no way to defend, there is no way to retreat, the generals of the southwest ethnic groups will have people chanting their own slogans, in order to restore morale, boost the morale of the army, and fight to the death with the enemy! In response to this wild call, the voices of countless males are responding to their clan elders, in the woods before dawn, a surge of war intent is gathering, although they are at a disadvantage, although they are Jedi, these young men are still not succumbed to fear, they show the same decisive posture of fighting to the death as the wolf soldiers who fought against the Manchu Tartars under the city of Ningyuan thousands of years ago, and also like the famous anti-Japanese general Qi Jiguang led the young people to the vanguard, they have put death aside, and now they have transcended the decline just now, rejuvenated with infinite fighting spirit. "Force!" There was a short angry shout, the voice came from an old man with white hair, he held a sharp Miao knife high, and behind him, there were a group of young warriors with blood-red eyes, "Mountain!!!!!!!! The last roar rushed into the sky, and all the young people roared angrily and rushed out of the array, aiming directly at the woods on the opposite side! Almost at the same time, a huge wolf roar sounded, and on the treetops, in the bushes, beside the rock piles, all the areas that could be concealed rushed out of a different number of wolf crowds, like a tiger into a flock of sheep, the first to look at the face, before they could see their enemies clearly, there were hundreds of young people turned into a bloody corpse wriggling on the ground! The great power of the werewolf is a giant elephant in front of these ordinary humans, after breaking through into these scattered formations of young people, countless human beings are not afraid of life and death, just holding swords and spears to the enemy in the darkness continue to raid, their useless work except to prove their bravery, nothing is good, the bloody slaughter lasted a full fifteen minutes, when the last young people fell down with a bleeding throat, the forest was completely quiet. There is no sound of fighting, only blood flowing everywhere, shrubs are scattered everywhere with human limbs and organs, strings of human heads are cut off by werewolves and piled together, no one will stop this barbaric act, on the contrary, it is exactly what Zhang Jiaming meant, since he chooses to be his enemy, then don't be afraid of blood! After a while, more than 4,000 heads were neatly stacked into a Jingguan more than eight meters high! The rest of the corpses were also piled up at the bottom of a valley, and a sign was erected next to it, writing in the blood of the victims: Welcome to R County as a guest, and the payment is paid by all the soldiers of R County!

A few days later, King Yalu, a young man wrapped in black cloth, stood in front of this Jingguan, and on both sides of the mountain road, there were already kneeling young people on the ground! They are all crying heartbreakingly, not cowardly, not afraid of war, but for the pain and suffering of the tragic death of their relatives! "Ahh My boy, you are so young, why did you go like that, leaving your grandma lonely, how can I live alone!! "In the crying, the loudest is an elderly woman, judging from her appearance and dress, she is a relatively wealthy woman, among the young people, the status of women is equal to that of men, at least they are more respected, in some remote areas, it is not uncommon for an elderly woman to hold the authority of the whole clan, this old man is one of them, her status is respected, just a few guards around can be seen! All of them are young and strong men who are armed to the extreme. While crying, the old woman kept patting a piece of bluestone on the side of the road, "Young boy, open your eyes and look at Mama, without your arms, who will help Mama walk up to the hanging tower!" Without your eyes, who will lead Mama to walk at night! Without your smile, what is the meaning of living in this dangerous world! If you are heartbroken, you will take your mother to the underworld and fight with the evil ghost who chases her soul! King Yalu didn't say a word, stood silently in the crowd, looked up at the Jingguan in front of him, after many days of wind and rain, these heads have become unbearable, I can't identify who it is, a large group of fat maggots are surging on Rentou Mountain, and the stench comes, so that many people in the crowd begin to vomit, "Burn it, bury it, help Mama back to the camp, and launch a general attack the day after tomorrow!" ”

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