Chapter 391: Hair and Fall (2)

It rained heavily for a day and two nights.

The high temperature brought by the Chaos Fire Crossbow was completely washed clean by the rain, and there was not the slightest smell of fireworks left in the air.

At the foot of the God of War Mountain, two large pits with a diameter of hundreds of miles look unusually abrupt, and countless light and black tree trunks pierce the sky, giving people a somewhat hideous feeling out of thin air under the bright sunshine.

Eagle Elder, Bear Paw, Crab Claw and the others left the Black Prison and were treated at the Warrior Guard's station.

Their hands and feet were broken, which was not a big problem, and the slightly more troublesome thing was that the tendons and hamstrings of many Vulcan warriors were severed. However, their vitality is strong enough, and with the healing herbs they got from the Medicine God Mountain, they can heal these injuries in two days at most.

When the War King left the God of War Mountain and accompanied Chu Tian to Tianlu Mountain, he had already made arrangements, and his henchmen and soldiers, under the leadership of Zhan Xiong and Zhan Tu, completed his orders very well, and did not let there be major turmoil within the God of War Mountain.

Under the commander of the battle slaughter, the blood guard urgently reinforced his companions outside the Divine Blood Bath from the secret passage, and after a surprise attack, the tens of thousands of soldiers who surrounded the Divine Blood Bath were defeated;

After all, in the God of War Mountain, there are many secret corridors and secret teleportation points, which can only be opened by using the identity token of the War King.

The God of War Guard has an innate advantage in the deployment of troops, and the combat power of Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger is not as good as that of Zhan Xiong and Zhan Tu, and it is a matter of course that they are defeated.

Just beside the big pit that the first wave of Chaos Fire crossbows blasted out of the night before Chu Tian, Elder Xiong and Elder Hu, who were tall and gloomy, knelt on the ground with their heads drooped, and several chains with barbs pierced their pipa bones and several important joints, sealing off all their strength.

Hundreds of thousands of elite warriors directly under Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger knelt naked beside the big pit, and the muddy water all over the ground made them dirty. Many of the warriors were like wronged children, and from time to time they let out low weeps, causing the soldiers directly under the war king around them to shake their heads contemptuously.

O descendants of the god of war, there has always been only blood, not tears!

Can a warrior still be a warrior when he starts to cry with fear because of the fierce battle?

In the distance, tens of thousands of war puppets stood silently on the ground, the tools of war that had single-handedly created the horrific killings of the night before. Those three-zhang tall puppets are not conspicuous, and those hundred-foot-high giant puppets make these defeated warriors so discouraged that they don't even dare to look up at them more.

Dozens of miles away, a large area of osmanthus trees is lush and lush, the cyan aura is flickering, countless tree shadows, light and shadow are swaying, and the faint fragrance has been floating here.

Elder Roar and Elder Anger were still trapped in the big array, they roared hoarsely, and frantically waved their weapons to slash and smash around.

The night before yesterday, Chu Tian didn't make a move with these two elders who were already mad, and he even stopped the War King from making a move - anyway, it was impossible for the two elders to break out of this big array, so why risk fighting with them?

Just use the big array to trap them, the elders of the God of War Mountain are full of blood and strength, and they are hungry first, starved for a month, and see if they still have the strength to do it. Of course, in terms of their strong vitality, it is estimated that they can't be embarrassed if they don't eat or drink for a month.

Then, throw two Chaos Fire Crossbows into it every day, consume their spirits, and see how many days they can carry when they fall to the ground.

No, the arms of the two giant puppets standing next to the big array were raised, and the four chaotic fire crossbows roared into the sky, rushing up to a height of hundreds of miles from the ground, and quickly fell headlong and sank into the big array.

The fire shone brightly, the mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the mournful roar of the arrogant elder and the angry elder came from the large array.

It's just that there is a large array, and the roar they make with all their strength is only faint, as if two emaciated cats are calling, and those who don't pay attention can't hear what they are calling.

The Warlord stood beside the pit that had been broken by the Chaos Fire Crossbow, and looked coldly at the warriors kneeling in the muddy water.

These soft eggs who claim to be the 'descendants of the God of War Mountain', they may have been frightened by the atmosphere of slaughter around them, and they may have been frightened by the heavily armed God of War guards around them, so they knelt there one by one, and some people cried out one after another.

The War King's face was very gloomy, and he suddenly raised his hand and waved it down fiercely.

The night before yesterday, the disguised caravan members of the shrine were violently dragged to the side of the pit, and one by one, the expressionless God of War guards swung their axes and neatly cut off the heads of these shrines.

The skull 'gurgling' rolled into the pit, blood pouring out of the muddy water.

Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger saw thousands of Divine Palace belongings being slashed and killed in just a few breaths, and they were so anxious that they struggled wildly.

The bear elder with a burly body and black hair all over his body, really like a black bear spirit, roared hoarsely: "War King, it's our fault, it has nothing to do with the children! Don't touch them, don't touch them! Everyone is the descendant of the god of war!"

Elder Tiger spat viciously on Elder Xiong's face, and he roared sharply: "Kill it, kill it, what are you afraid of?" Haha, War King, there is a kind of you who killed us all...... Damn it!"

Earth-shattering cries were heard, and tens of thousands of old and weak women and children were escorted over.

These people are all descendants of Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger, and many of them are the descendants of their relatives.

"No, don't!" Elder Tiger's courage suddenly collapsed, he suddenly softened to the ground, looked at the war king and roared: "War King, do you want to kill them all? Everyone is the descendant of the God of War, you can't do this!"

The War King looked at Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger coldly, he was silent for a long time, and finally slowly shook his head: "Of course I won't do this, but you guys have indeed done something wrong." Therefore, your people will be sent to the north to camp in the jungle closest to the northern battlefield, as a reserve army for the northern war fort, do you have any opinions?"

Elder Xiong and Elder Tiger shook their heads at the same time.

It's the best outcome, what else can they say?

With what they have done, even if the War King orders them all to be killed here today, what else can they say?

They are powerless to resist!

With tens of thousands of war puppets in Chutian, how many men do they have to use and how many children and grandchildren will they have to sacrifice to kill these terrible metal bumps?

Not to mention, the soldiers directly under the King of War already have a big advantage in terms of comprehensive strength!

"Then, so be it!" Chu Tian stood in the distance, watching the War King deal with these defeated guys, and shook his head gently.

That's fine, Chu Tian knew that it was impossible for him to force the War King to completely purge these people. The War King couldn't make up his mind, and he was an outsider after all, so he couldn't make such a decision.

With his hands behind his back, he slowly walked into the dark God of War Mountain.

The long corridor was filled with the smell of blood, and soldiers were washing the ground with large buckets.

The water that came out was blood-colored.