"Gah-"

The long crow of the crow echoed in the twilight air.

Standing in the middle of a burnt black wood, the man hidden under the dark red cloak looked in the direction of Savit Hill, and a hint of gloom appeared in his eyes.

"What happened?"

Carrying a giant battle axe made of pure iron, Gargamel, nearly three meters tall, walked towards him with heavy steps.

He is the leader of the Barbarian Tribes of the Far North and the chief of the Bloodaxe Tribe.

"The wizard of Port Servit has come home," said Dorne with a gloomy face, "and not only that, but Gruch and my poor brother have died at his hands. ”

Gargamel's face changed slightly, his blood-stained eyebrows furrowed.

There were hundreds of tribes of all sizes in the Far North Wasteland, and it wasn't the tribe that he cared about, but the altar they had set up in Port Sevet......

"And our Chaos Gate......

"It's been ruined by them," Dorne smacked his lips and shook his head with a look of pity, "What a waste, it's going to be done." ”

"So what now? The remaining offerings may not be enough. Gargamel said in a dull voice.

"Absolutely enough, there are more than 3,000 permanent residents in Port Sewet, and we have only captured more than 1,000, and most of the rest have fled into the forest, we just need to capture them back." Dorne smiled faintly.

Suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled.

The sound of the wind breaking through the air came from his ears, and a dark green arrow shot straight into his throat, but before it could get close to him, it was bounced towards a room by the red light released by the ring on the thumb of his right hand.

"Let me see which little mouse it is." Smiling softly, Dorne's ring-wearing right hand snatched lightly into the jungle beside him.

A muffled snort of pain came, and a dark green figure fell to the ground.

The beautiful half-elf covered his throat in pain and let out a suppressed whimper.

"Half-elf?"

Gargamel's eyebrows furrowed, and Meteor strode forward, his big hands grabbing her slender waist and lifting her from the ground.

The half-elf endured the pain, and a decisive cold glint flashed in his eyes, only to see his right hand pull out the dagger at his waist and stab Gargamel's eyes fiercely.

Yet she underestimated Gargamel's strength, or overestimated herself. Unexpectedly, the three-meter-tall giant looked stupid, but his reaction was not slow at all, and his other hand let go of the grip of the tomahawk and slapped her dagger away lightly.

The sheer force almost shattered her wrist!

"I didn't expect there to be a fish that slipped through the net." Staring with interest at the half-elf girl struggling in the palm of her hand, Gargamel hummed.

The half-elf girl's expression was distorted with pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down her forehead.

"You have two choices now, one is to tell me where your companions have gone? I'll give you a good time. The other option may be a little cruel to you," Dorne smacked his tongue, his cold gaze like a viper, down her cheeks, and down to her slender calves, "You'll tell me eventually, anyway, but your mind may not be as clear as it is now." ”

"I curse you." The half-elf girl stared at Dorne and said in a hoarse voice.

"It looks like you've made the worst choice." Dorne shrugged, "Over to you, Gargamel. ”

Gargamel smiled evilly, nodding slightly in the frightened eyes of the half-elf girl.

"Yes, Lord Apostle."

……

"Drag it out and die."

"Yes, sir."

Two sailors with flintlock pistols on their backs, dragging the barbarian warrior with their drooping heads, walked out of the church.

Having already asked to understand, the captive had lost its value, and after taking a tube of blood from his veins as a research sample, Jiang Feng decided to give him a good time.

The pastor next to him seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and took a half step forward to say something.

"God the Father Says ......"

"What did the Father say?" Looking at the young pastor who stepped forward to stop talking, Jiang Feng asked calmly.

The young priest opened his mouth to say that the Father Julian's doctrine does not kill captives, but soon realized that the person standing in front of him was a sorcerer, and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

"No, nothing." With a sneer, the young priest said with a pale face.

He was not a brave believer, otherwise the burghers of Port Sevit would have been ravaged by barbarians. When he is gone, he will not take off his priestly robe and hide among the citizens.

After leaving the church, Jiang Feng heard the sound of execution gunshots coming from the backyard, stood in front of the destroyed stone statue and stopped for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the edge of the port residential area.

In order to facilitate management and at the same time reduce security risks, the rescued residents of Port Savit are temporarily housed here. Governor Kafka had already been executed, so Jiang Feng casually promoted two officials who had worked in the city hall to be managers, integrating the surviving port soldiers and maintaining order in this area.

Reunited relatives hug each other, and of course there are orphans who have lost their loved ones, wandering the streets with blank eyes.

Without looking at the poor people, Jiang Feng came to the shore, entered the camp where the sailors were temporarily stationed, and found Leia in a wooden house that had been temporarily requisitioned.

As soon as they met, Leia hurriedly got up from her chair and walked quickly to Jiang Feng.

"How's it going?"

Not knowing where to start, Jiang Feng just nodded.

"Okay......"

Leia breathed a sigh of relief, and after a pause, she looked at Jiang Feng seriously.

"I'll have to ask you to leave."

"Nope." Jiang Feng refused without hesitation.

"Why!" Leia looked at Jiang Feng in surprise.

She didn't expect him to reject herself so decisively.

"I know where you want to go, but it's dangerous in the forest right now." Jiang Feng said in a tone that could not be refused, "The eleven tribes of the Northern Barbarians have already entered the forest, and there is no difference between you going in alone and sending them to death. ”

"That's why I'm going more! I must tell my people what is going on there! Leia took a deep breath and said in a resolute tone, "Don't worry, I know what I can and can't do." And in the forest, no one can catch up with me. ”

"As long as your people aren't stupid, it's impossible to be ignorant of what's happening on the island. And...... As early as yesterday, those barbarians had already entered the forest. Jiang Feng said.

Leia bypassed Jiang Feng without saying a word and walked towards the door.

Looking at Leia who walked to the door, Jiang Feng, who was originally indifferent, suddenly raised the Galaxy K6 in his hand and pulled the trigger on her back.

Bang –

Leia snorted, shook, and fell forward.

Taking two steps forward, he stretched out his hand to support the soft and slender body, looking at the pupils full of disbelief written in his arms, and the eyelashes that were gradually unable to close, Jiang Feng was silent for a long time, and finally sighed slowly.

"Get some good sleep."

Nano warhead for anesthesia.

Long before he walked into this room, Jiang Feng had already pushed it into the chamber of the gun, and even adjusted the firing power of the medical warhead.

Misha, who was standing next to Jiang Feng, had a surprised expression on her face, and her cat ears swayed from side to side in surprise, not understanding why her master suddenly shot Miss Leia in the back.

Feeling the breathing in his arms gradually even, Jiang Feng looked at Misha and didn't explain anything, just entrusted Leia's body into her hands.

"Help me get her on the boat."

"Yes, master." Misha bowed her head slightly and nodded respectfully.

For her, Jiang Feng's order was absolute.

As for the reasons or something, they were all inconsequential things, and they didn't need to be considered by her.

Jiang Feng nodded, turned around and went out the door, finding Captain Kairut.

"Take all the people in the harbor to the sea and take them to the southern tip of the island. The altar was destroyed, and the barbarians in the forest should have sensed it, and it was difficult to say whether they would be killed again. ”

If you leave people here, you can imagine what will happen to them.

"But...... We still have your gold on our ships, and we simply can't hold so many people. Captain Kairut said in embarrassment.

"If a big ship can't fit it, use a small boat. The boats were strung together with ropes and dragged to the sea, and the steamboats were pulled around the inshore sea. When you leave, remember to take the empty ships in the harbor with you, and all the ones that you can't take away will be scuttled through. Jiang Feng said in a deep voice.

With the power of a steamer, it is not difficult to take these small boats away.

Although Captain Kairut also had a thought in his heart, "Can this work?" But out of trust in Jiang Feng, he still chose to believe unconditionally, and nodded in agreement.

After explaining everything, Jiang Feng walked alone in the direction of the forest.

He didn't intend to fight against the warriors of the eleven barbarian tribes on his own, and he wouldn't do anything unrealistic.

But there were some things he had to confirm in person......