It's no wonder that Zhang Zhongjun feels like this, because those minotaurs are completely desperate people when they see the look of the enemy who killed their father, and Zhang Zhongjun's task is to stop these minotaurs for 12 hours, that is, one day, inexplicably to block these minotaurs who are obviously fleeing for a day, and also harvest their grudges, no wonder Zhang Zhongjun feels like he has been cheated.

With a turn of his mind, when Zhang Zhongjun was about to charge these forward minotaurs, his fingers were together, his mind moved, and his arm waved, and a flame knife with a length of more than ten meters appeared out of thin air, easily drawing a fire mark on the boundary of dozens of meters in front of the camp.

Seeing the fiery red flames burning in the cracks in the ground, the minotaur who was about to charge did stop, but there was a look of sadness and despair on his face until he was finally numb.

Zhang Zhongjun stepped on the wall of the camp and said loudly: "As long as you don't attack my camp, I have no intention of being your enemy!"

A hint of confusion flashed in the Minotaur's eyes, but instead of continuing to rush forward, they carried huge axes and maces on guard, waiting for their compatriots behind them to come.

Zhang Zhongjun saw that a minotaur turned his head and ran towards the hundreds of minotaurs behind him, and directly submerged into the dozen or so minotaur guards holding metal rods.

After waiting for a few breaths, more than a dozen metal rod minotaurs cracked open the guard formation, revealing a minotaur who looked old and frail, and the green tendons appeared in his palm grasping a tall metal rod with various golden reliefs on it, just like holding a cane, limping towards the camp.

As this minotaur approached, Zhang Zhongjun saw that this was an old minotaur who had obviously gone through many years of ups and downs, and his status was the highest among the hundreds of minotaurs.

However, Zhang Zhongjun's attention quickly shifted from the minotaur to the golden metal rod he was holding in his hand. This metal rod has a taste of vicissitudes, although those reliefs can't see what they are, but they give people a sense of cultural heritage, as far as Zhang Zhongjun is concerned, I'm afraid that among the bull-headed people, the most valuable thing is this metal rod.

But always say that the metal rod, in fact, this rod, one foot thick, five or six meters high, can be called a pillar, and the gold on it, I dare not say that it is pure gold, but it must be made of a large amount of gold mixed with other metals, so not to mention that this metal rod has any other functions, the value of itself is very high, this is at least a few thousand catties of weight, right?

However, Zhang Zhongjun quickly smiled self-deprecatingly, damn it, he has tens of millions of taels of gold in his pocket, and he will actually peep at other people's thousands of catties of gold, which is really unusual, but this feeling of wanting to have it when he sees a good thing is really good.

The old minotaur first looked at the camp carefully, a trace of doubt flashed in the big fist bull's eyes, and then he watched Zhang Zhongjun open his mouth and say a few words.

It's just that these few words fell into Zhang Zhongjun's ears, making him feel like picking out his ears, because in Zhang Zhongjun's ears, he just heard the mooing of this old minotaur, which was no different from ordinary cows calling.

Zhang Zhongjun had no choice but to give up his hand and say, "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're saying." He pointed to his ears as he spoke, and then spread his hands helplessly.

The old minotaur probably guessed something, and then he raised the golden metal rod in his hand and gently slammed it to the ground, and then a golden circle of light rippled out of the metal rod in all directions.

Zhang Zhongjun just subconsciously wanted to take precautions, but after the aperture passed over his body, he relaxed because he already knew what the yellow aperture was for.

The old minotaur seemed to be very tired, stopped the junior who came up to support him, supported his body with a metal rod, looked up at Zhang Zhongjun and said, "The leader of the human camp here, what did you want to show before?"

"As I said, as long as you don't invade my camp, I have no intention of making enemies of you. Zhang Zhongjun said with a smile, but his heart was shouting: "Damn, this yellow aperture is awesome, it can actually make other people who don't understand the language can instantly master all the languages of the person who emitted the aperture, although the time limit is only 12 hours, but it's too awesome, right?

That's right, the power of this aperture is not only for Zhang Zhongjun alone, but also for everyone within the radius of the aperture, that is, those of Zhang Zhongjun's subjects, who now also understand the language of the Minotaurs.

"Aren't you from the Kingdom of Witt?" asked the old minotaur again.

"Absolutely not. Zhang Zhongjun nodded affirmatively.

"Sure enough, no, your clothes and language are something I have never seen or heard of, but why are you here at this checkpoint? The old minotaur nodded.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhongjun was a little stunned, and couldn't help but stretch his neck to look at the situation at the lower end of the camp, and with sharp eyes, he could naturally see some small objects in ruins under the camp, and couldn't help wiping a handful of sweat: "Damn, it won't be that when the House of Nobles teleported my camp over, it directly covered the level of the Witt Kingdom, right?

Zhang Zhongjun's expression naturally fell into the eyes of the old minotaur, and he naturally knew the general situation immediately, and couldn't help but stare at Zhang Zhongjun secretly with a sigh of relief and said: "We have no intention of being your enemy, but we need to cross this level and leave by water, I don't know if you are willing to allow us to pass?"

Zhang Zhongjun tilted his head and scratched his scalp, the task given by the House of Lords was to resist the alien race for 12 hours, and this resistance should mean that the alien race would attack, so now letting these Minotaurs go over should not be regarded as violating the mission of the House of Nobles, right? After all, these Minotaurs did not attack their own camp!

Speaking of which, Zhang Zhongjun is really not interested in inexplicably going to war with people, if he can not violate the rules of the House of Nobles, let himself spend these 12 hours safely, it must be a very good thing.

So Zhang Zhongjun nodded naturally: "No problem, I'll let people open the door and let you pass." As he spoke, he jumped directly off the wall, ordered a few soldiers on the wall to get out of the way, and with a wave of his palm, the white air blade appeared directly, and easily cut out a camp gate from the back wall of the camp that originally had no door.

Zhang Zhongjun smiled and watched the wooden pillar door panel divided into two halves fall, he was very relaxed, confidence is his strength, it is because he has such awesome strength, he doesn't care about these hundreds of minotaurs passing through his camp, because if these minotaurs dare to have bad intentions, Zhang Zhongjun promises that he can easily turn them all into roast beef!

(End of chapter)