readx;? All the soldiers who can be mobilized in the Green Camp are mobilized, including not only the organized camp guards, even non-camp fighters, who have now begun to be recruited on a large scale, and Stone is a wilderness warrior who has just joined. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Stone is in his twenties, like most wilderness people, without a name of his own, just find himself a code name for something that can be seen often, although he was born as a lowly scavenger in his early years, but gradually stimulate his potential to grow, and now he is a quite strong warrior.

Because of his outstanding strength, he single-handedly defeated two official camp guards during the recruitment process, so the stones were sent directly to the team responsible for defending the wall, and from now on he was an official camp guard.

"New here?"

A very hoarse and unpleasant voice rang in my ears.

Stone saw that under the battlement of the wall, there was an elderly camp guard sitting on the ground, he carried two black and thick machetes on his back, and one was grinding the stone in his hand, and the armor of his whole body was on ordinary leather, and he reinforced and sewed it out by himself, his face was very ugly as if he had been beaten with a hammer, and half of his face was sunken and deformed, but it was strange to people, did he survive the injury?

Stone nodded and did not speak.

"Why do you want to be a camp warrior at such an old age?" the old bird put the sharpened knife aside, took out a piece of straw paper from his bosom, rolled it up and lit it, put it in his mouth and sucked it hard, "It's better to go to the wilderness to be a robber, no one cares, do whatever you want, look for and measure the prey yourself, and you can still run if you can't beat it." ”

Shi was stunned for a moment and said, "Isn't it okay to be a camp warrior?"

"A warrior sometimes needs to face an unknown enemy at any time, and sometimes the boss will let you rush in front of you when you know that you are going to die, and you have to rush, this is a warrior. ”

"It's not good to be a robber, you don't even have a solid place to sleep every day. Stone disagreed with the old bird's words: "Our new leader has said that the people who are added now can move to live in the castle in the green in the future, and I just want to find a solid place to sleep at night." ”

"Hmph, move to the castle? At this time, another camp guard, with a bare head, a burly tall figure, carrying an iron spear in his hand, "If Hydra leads us, there may be some hope, that woman is just one of Hydra's subordinates, do you know who our opponent is this time?

Stone argued: "Although the new leader is not as powerful as the Hydra boss, there is a ghost-faced ghost who is helping her, and now it has been spread all over the camp, and it is said that if anyone disobeys the new leader, this ghost-faced ghost will appear and destroy them all, so I advise you to be careful when you speak." ”

The bald man disagreed.

"Okay, okay, it's all here, so let's say a few words, everyone will be companions in the future, and now they are all smarter in extraordinary times. The old bird threw the remnants of his cigarette roll down from the top of the city wall, and his tattered armor creaked, and he patted him on the shoulder as he passed by: "You and the bald group are in charge of keeping vigil, and I will take people to patrol the surroundings, and call me at once if there is any situation." Bald head, take care of the newcomer. ”

"Yes, Captain!"

Night soon fell, and the forest was quiet and terrible.

The stone and the bald head sat facing each other, a campfire rose in the middle, bringing a touch of warmth to the cold night, and the two camp guards chatted as they roasted the fire.

The bald head took out a flatbread and broke half of it and threw it to the stone: "This vigil is long and difficult, and I can't keep up my spirit if I don't eat something." ”

Flatbread is an edible plant rhizome crushed and mixed with a little dried meat to make the city, although the rough fiber with a bitter taste, resulting in a very bad taste, but at least can fill the stomach, this wilderness can fill the stomach is good, who will be demanding of the taste?

"Thanks!"

This small piece of bread is worth a lot of money to the wilderness, it is enough to make many people work for it, and the grassroots guards of the camp are not very rich, and quite a few people live without a meal.

Stone said with a wistful face: "The new leader is distributing the food hoarded in the Greenland Castle, and now the food of the people in the Greenland Camp is becoming more and more abundant, and the people's living standards have been greatly improved, I think that in the future, if you defeat the Sweepers, you don't have to pay tribute to them, and the situation in the Greenland Camp will get better and better." ”

The bald head has always had little affection for the new leader.

Such a distant thing, who knows?

The stone puts a piece of crust in his mouth, chews it and softens it with saliva before swallowing it into his stomach.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew with fine grit.

"Bah, there's sand?" the stone frowned and was puzzled, the oasis was low-lying and the ruined city was buffered against it, why did the fine sand from the desert drift in?

"Three years, or four years, I forgot. At this time, the sound of wind and sand became louder and louder, and the ears of both of them were rattling, it was countless gravel hitting the wall, and the bald head sighed long: "I am a small person, my talent is limited, I am almost forty years old, I think I can only do this for the rest of my life." ”

Stone laughed a few times: "Come on, there are a few people in the wilderness who can live to be forty years old, and if I can live to be forty years old, I will be satisfied." ”

"You're young and you have potential. The bald head shook his head, his face full of envy and jealousy, and said, "If you can live to my age, at least you can become a famous master in the camp." ”

Stone didn't seem to be interested in this: "The panther is powerful, isn't it? The snake fangs are powerful? They died all at once, even the hydra ...... Hey, no matter how powerful it is, it's insignificant in the wilderness. I just hope that I will not die of hunger, that I will sleep soundly every day, and that I will find a few women once in a while, so that I will be satisfied by living to the age of forty. ”

This kid is quite demanding.

This is simply the dream of every wilderness man, okay?

The bald head wanted to tease a few words, but he found that the wind and sand around him seemed to continue to increase, countless gravel affected his vision, and the sound produced also affected his hearing, and a large amount of sand and dust continued to be sprinkled like raindrops, so that there was a thin layer of sand on the two of them, and the bonfire was about to be extinguished in the wind and sand.

"What the hell is going on?" the bald man, who had never been in such a special situation before, picked up his weapon, got up from the ground, and looked through the battlement, "where does this sand come from...... Ahh

The stone sat and continued to stir the bonfire, when a terrible scream suddenly tore through the silent night sky, and countless warm blood spiders sprayed out, hitting the stone in the face like a death knell.

The bald head was still talking one moment ago, and the next moment he fell heavily in front of his eyes, his limbs twitched continuously, his eyes stared far away, and he kept spitting out some meaningless syllables from his trembling lips, because a bright hand axe was stuck in his head, and most of the axe blades were embedded in the skull, almost splitting the brain by a third.

"There's a sneak attack!"

The stone shouted bitterly, and the wall that made the dead silence was swept into the chaos in an instant, and before he could stand up from his weapon, a burly sweeper figure jumped down, and with an axe he wanted to slash at the stone's head.

While!

The stone was erected and wrapped in an iron wooden shield to block the fierce blow, and the entire left arm was shaken unconscious, but the right hand quickly stabbed the knife into the chest of the sweeper, and the sweeper's heart was penetrated and suddenly softened, and when the blood sprayed out, the stone did not have time to wipe his face, he did not even have time to pull out the knife.

Whoosh!

Two crossbow arrows pierced through the fragile armor and pierced through his chest, his stone eyes widened, he couldn't believe it was real, and when he turned his head, he saw a sweeper rushing in front of him, and a large axe slashed directly at his neck.

The whole world is spinning!

The head of the stone fell under the wall, and the headless body fell silently to the ground.

Hundreds of sweepers frantically climbed up from the wall, and the sentries on the wall were killed.

The sweepers were all odd and varied, ranging from heavy infantry like the Wilderness Thugs to emaciated, crawling on all fours, capable of flying over walls and killing with their claws. Others have similar wing-like structures, and although they can't fly directly, they are able to glide into camp with the wind.

"It's the Sweepers who have broken in, and we're blocking them!"

The old bird with a scarred face surrounded him with a hundred or so camp soldiers, and in an instant, arrows were fired indiscriminately, gunshots rose and fell, and gold and iron fought endlessly. No one would have thought that the Sweepers would be silent, using the darkness of the night to sneak up on the fence, and most importantly, this strange wind and sand would provide cover, otherwise such a large-scale Sweeper would not have approached you so easily.

The old bird's strength was really very strong, he slashed several sweepers in three or two strokes, and he shouted while rushing: "Keep them out!"

At this time.

Suddenly, a tornado appeared in front of everyone.

The old bird hurriedly stopped, isn't it a strange thing that a tornado suddenly appeared here? Just as the old bird was carefully observing, he was surprised to find a figure in the tornado, he had no way to see the specific appearance of the other party, he could only vaguely recognize a silhouette, this guy seemed to be suspended in the air with his feet off the ground, wearing a set of hideous and strange armor, and two red eyes in the darkness showed a lightning-like gaze.

"Die!"

The old bird raised his knife in both hands and rushed over, but the figure with the black silhouette didn't seem to pay attention to him at all, and he flicked a finger at it.

It's like dusting off a cloud of dust.

The old bird really shattered like a cloud of dust as it ran, and its whole body broke apart, turning into weathered dust, which merged with the sand and dust in the sky, as if this person had never appeared.

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