"Peak, back to ...... Our tribe, let...... They hurried to move ...... ...... from there"

On the ice field, Iguana, the leader of the Barbarian hunting party and one of the most powerful warriors of the Tomahawk Tribe, lay in the arms of a young barbarian, clutching his arm and saying in a staccato manner.

This once powerful warrior who was respected by his clan was now very miserable, with more than a dozen arrows pierced in his body, and the blood could not stop flowing out.

He's dying.

Beowulf did not have any unnecessary negotiations and contacts at all after discovering them, and in the angry eyes of this group of barbarians, three waves of arrows seemed to cover the sky and the sun, and instantly covered the entire barbarian ranks.

Before they could make sword contact, the entire barbarian camp had lost nearly a third of its warriors, and they had no choice but to hide behind their huge sleigh carts.

And constantly sent warriors to ask for help from their tribes, but every time the warriors who went out were killed by an arrow before they could run a hundred meters away, even if they held a shield in their hands, they couldn't resist the deadly arrow.

As if they were playing a trick on them, the humans were quietly arrayed in the distance and were not in a hurry to attack, so they had another way to survive, and that was to flee to the back together.

But they were reluctant to give up their full load of prey, which would depend on the tribe's living conditions for the next few months.

And Iguana was one of those barbarians who didn't escape the rain of arrows at first, because he was at the front of the line and there was no cover nearby.

The barbarian warrior who was standing with him at that time fell to the ground and died, his body full of arrows.

"No, Uncle Iguana, we can't escape. ”

Feng shook his head vigorously, he also saw the fate of the soldiers who fled before, and he just sent him to death for nothing.

He was scared, after all, he was still young and had not experienced this kind of life and death bringing.

"Listen...... I say. ”

Interrupting Feng's words, he took a few big breaths, then endured the pain in his body and stared at two eyes and continued to say to him, "You are the fastest runner in our tribe, we will ...... Cover yours and get out with nothing...... To manage, run all the way to the east, and then turn ...... The way back to the tribe, don't go back to ...... Come and save us, inform the patriarch, and get out of there with the people!"

As his words fell, a dozen more barbarians approached, each with two shields in their hands.

"We can walk together. ”

Feng was a little unacceptable: "Just leave these prey to them, we will take them back sooner or later!"

"And what about our wounded people, and if we flee together I am sure these humans will hunt us down, and I don't think we will outrun their arrows. ”

Another barbarian interjected angrily and lonely, saying that the hearts of these barbarians were still not ruthless enough, and if it were replaced by ancient times, maybe he would be very cruel and order his people to attack the human race. He abandoned his people and fled.

"Go, we're going to stay...... Hold these humans ......"

After saying this, his face had become pale without the slightest blood, and he gasped for breath, he had lost too much blood and could no longer hold on.

"I see. ”

Feng pursed his lips, took the two shields from one of the barbarians beside him, raised them to protect his head, took a deep look at the mane who fell to the ground, and then turned around and rushed out with the other barbarians.

After breaking out of the mammoth's body shelter, all the barbarians covered his escape, and one of the people was shot to death by Beowulf, but in the end three barbarians escaped.

Remembering the hyena's instructions, they ran east without looking back.

"My lord, are you going to chase it?" asked a soldier softly, looking at the three barbarians who had fled.

"No need. ”

Beowulf glanced at the three small black dots in the distance, and then stopped paying attention, their target was the dozen or so huge mammoths in front of them, not the barbarians.

Even if they all fled, the army would not pursue, because their tribe should not be in any better situation than theirs at this time.

"Slowly move forward and bring them down. ”

There are still not enough barbarian slaves in the mines, and the efficiency is really a little low, Beowulf squinted into the distance, he didn't know that the fruits of his efforts had not been exchanged for a lot of benefits.

They were all set aside by the Kyle patriarch.

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The next day, Lancelot, who was far away in Lucca, came to the dungeon and stood quietly outside looking at the shirtless, locked up swordsman.

The extraordinary energy in his body has been dispersed by Lancelot, but after losing his extraordinary strength, the Demon Swordsman still has the strength not weaker than the extraordinary knight, even if he encounters the big knight, he can't fight.

So he was left with special shackles made by the dwarven masters, and dozens of soldiers were under surveillance all day.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

The Demon Swordsman opened his eyes as soon as Lancelot arrived, and watched silently at the man who had defeated him.

"Because you're still useful. ”

Although surprised by the swordsman's calmness, Lancelot still spoke his mind, he didn't like that kind of hypocritical mind, so he came up and went straight to the point.

"Tell me where you came from and where you came from. ”

Although Robbins said that he was a man of the Deep Blue Cross, Lancelot would not be stupid enough to really believe it, because that guy didn't look like a good thing, and he actually ran away secretly after saving him, and it looked like he had a ghost in his heart.

“......”

The Demon Swordsman smiled when he heard this, probably because he hadn't smiled for too long, his smile was a little stiff, and then he closed his eyes again.

Lancelot was not annoyed to see him like this, and even moved a stool and sat outside his cell door.

The Demon Swordsman opened his eyes and watched his movements suspiciously.

"I'll talk to you briefly. ”

Lancelot smiled and said that he had broken through with the help of the pressure of the magic swordsman, so he wasn't very hostile to this guy, and it looked like he had some story.

When these stories were related to the Deep Blue Cross and the Holy See, he was even more interested.

"We don't have much to talk about. ”

The Demon Swordsman closed his eyes again, not wanting to pay attention to Lancelot, although he didn't like the Deep Blue Cross, and he joined them to fight against the Holy See, but it didn't mean that he would betray them without discipline.

"Don't answer so quickly, in fact, our relationship with the Holy See is also very ordinary, and even a little hostile. ”

Lancelot waved off the nearby guards, then smiled and said that he had a way to get the magic swordsman to speak to him.

Sure enough, the Demon Swordsman instantly opened his eyes after hearing this.