Running around a huge village with a person on your back will inevitably bump into the savages in the village. As they turned the corner of a row of wooden houses, they were spotted by a wild woman carrying a basket of fruit on her back, followed by a child.

In an emergency, Petrux showed the fighting ability of the ace mercenaries of the year. Before the woman could react, he rushed up and kicked the person over. As he kicked, he leaned to the side, allowing Mrs. Larry on his back to slide gently to the ground.

The woman snorted, flew upside down, smashed the door of a nearby wooden house, and fell in. The child next to him was stunned, that is, he did not run away and did not shout.

After Petru put Mrs. Larry down, he rushed into the broken door. He had to deal with the woman before she could make a big noise and attract the others. As he passed by the child, he reached out and took off the dagger from his mouth, and gently slashed it across the child's throat.

At this moment, there was no wave in his heart.

He is Petru, the Jungle Wolf, and Redbeard, the King of Pirates. He had experienced real wars, seen AK-carrying scouts slaughtering poor people, and seen entire villages flattened by bombs......

On the battlefield, no one cares about your age, whether you are old or young, whether you are male or female, whether you have a disability or not; No one cares if you're a virgin or not, if there's a lover waiting in the distance...... There is only choking smoke, whistling bullets, and life-or-death decisions - the only way to survive is to kill the enemy.

War has never been humane.

By the time the child had fallen, Petrux had already rushed into the house. He was as agile as a leopard, and within two seconds of entering the house, he rushed out again, picked up the child's carcass, and threw it into the room. Then he went back to Mrs. Larry, took her on her back and said:

"Let's keep walking, or you'll show the way."

Mrs. Larry didn't say anything, as if nothing had happened.

They continued to move cautiously between the cabins, avoiding dangerous places, especially where they might encounter the Savage Elder.

Before leaving the village, Petru killed a few more wildlings, but not always as easily. In particular, the two men I met at the edge of the sugar cane field were strong and carried rudimentary farm tools in their hands. After all, Petru only had a knife, and he had to take care of Mrs. Larry, and it took a lot of trouble to kill the two wildlings. It's a good thing they didn't shout, presumably thinking that it didn't take so many people to deal with two bare-bottomed fugitives.

At this time, there was a whistling sound from the village. Petru knew that it was only a matter of time before their escape was discovered by the villagers, and that the bodies of those he had killed would not be hidden for long, and that they needed to find a place to hide now.

In front of me was a field of farmland, and the crops in the field grew more than a man tall, and looked a bit like sugar cane. Petru dragged the two bodies into the sugar cane field and hid them, deliberately leaving some marks, and then carried Mrs. Larry on his back in the direction of the nearby altar.

Mrs. Larry asked, "Why don't you hide in the sugar cane fields?" ”

"This is the only place where it looks like people can hide," Petrux said, "and it will definitely be the focus of their search, and they will soon surround this land." ”

Mrs. Larry stopped talking, she knew what she was good at and what she wasn't good at. In terms of combat and escape experience, this redbeard hunk is ten thousand times stronger than her.

Petru sprinted all the way to the trapezoidal altar that Madame had spoken of. But when I got here, I found that it was still far, far away from the mountain behind the waterfall, and there was a wasteland in front of it, and there was not much shelter.

The village in the distance was already boiling, and the whistling of the wild people came one after another, and almost all the wild people came out, scattered like ants that had exploded their nests, and then slowly gathered again, and went in the direction of the crops behind the village.

Petru hid behind the trapezoidal altar, and peeked his head out, and saw that the savages had indeed surrounded the sugar cane field, which was estimated to be large enough for them to toss for a while. However, there were also some sporadic wild people searching other places, which made them temporarily hide here, unable to go in the direction of the waterfalls. But when the savages have searched the crops over there, they will definitely find this place, and they must find a way to leave.

Petru observed the situation, behind the trapezoidal altar was the wilderness, a bit like a mass grave, but there were almost no plants, and there were no people to hide during the day. There were wild people everywhere else, and it was difficult for the two of them to escape. The only way now is to climb over the altar and return to the direction of the village. Of course, this is risky, and if there are people on the altar, or if they fence the altar as well, it will be equivalent to throwing themselves into a net.

Petru carried Mrs. Larry on her back, pulled her hands hard and said, "Hold on to my neck, don't slide down!" Then he began to climb up the steps of the altar with his hands and feet.

The steps of the altar were steep, the crevices in the stones were covered with weeds, and the morning dew was still hanging on the blades of grass, which was very slippery. Thankfully, it looked very old and hadn't been repaired, and many of the stones had been weathered and peeled off, making them look pitted, giving him a place to put his hands and feet on edge.

Mrs. Larry wrapped her arms around his neck and lay on his back without saying a word.

Finally, the two climbed to the top of the altar. The top of the altar was not flat, but there were steps downward, which they could not see when they were below, and even Mrs. Larry did not think that the top was not a platform, but a large pit.

The pit is not very deep, and it is surrounded by steps, a bit like a small gymnasium, but instead of a sports field, it is a mess of large rocks.

Petru poked his head out and looked into the distance, where most of the wildlings were gathered around the sugar cane fields, and the two bodies should have been found. They were searching widely, whining and signaling as they searched for someone. Because there were many people and they were far away, he didn't know if the savage patriarch was also in the crowd.

He crawled on his stomach like a spider and crawled along the edge of the altar to the opposite side. There were still some wild men in the village ahead, running this way, apparently to join the manhunting army.

Petru lay motionless on his stomach. His plan was that when everyone had almost gone to the sugar cane fields, he would run to the village. Even if there were still a few people in the village, they couldn't stop him. He guessed that his weapon was in their chief's house, and that as long as they got it back, the remaining ammunition and grenades would be enough to turn their village upside down, and only if there was enough chaos would they have a chance to escape. Even if he really can't escape, he has to kill a few more Ben.

The only thing to bet on is, where is that old man? If the old man hadn't gone to the sugar cane fields and stayed in the village, it would have been difficult. Thinking of that terrifying spiritual power, he didn't have the slightest confidence to escape from the old man's hands.

While he was thinking this, he saw several old men come out of the village in groups, and in the middle was the patriarch with the scepter. However, it seems that he is not going in the direction of the sugar cane field, but towards the altar.

Petru let out a snort, and immediately retracted, holding Mrs. Larry and his head down, and then turned back to look at the steps leading to the bottom of the altar, his face hesitant to go down or not.

Mrs. Larry probably understood their current situation, and said, "Maybe you can hide from those big rocks below, go down and have a look, it's a big deal, it's just a place for us to be buried." ”

Petru nodded and said, "If so, ma'am, I am honored to be buried with you!" ”