When the blood wolf was trampled underfoot, when the five hundred wild wolves gave up the battle and threw their masters behind, this long-lasting battle finally came to an end, and the curtain came to pass.

In the face of more than 600 Sky Wolf warriors, the dizzy gray people did not have the courage to resist any longer, and they were captured. The five hundred wild wolves were not lost, and the roar of the wolf not only triggered their life instincts, but also established an invisible bond between humans and wolves, which became stronger over time.

It is a pity that the number of snow wolves here is too small, and the wolf legion roared with all its might, but did not get the effect that could match it. The first time he worked for the Lord, Zhong Dahai was afraid that something would go wrong, and the whole clan did their best, not hesitating to lose this ability forever.

The battle was won, but the victor was not as excited as before, and after a short cheer, the hearts of the people on the slope were put back into their stomachs, and the sorrow that they had tried so hard to suppress before came back to the attack, and their expressions were a little gloomy.

The loser loses everything, what does the winning side gain? In addition to death, there is a pile of cripples, and there are worries and fears that they are not qualified to consider.

I don't know who led the way, but the guards and servants went down the hill and began to clean up the battle in earnest, collecting the corpses hidden in the snow, sorting out the destroyed chariots and horses, placing the wounded companions, and so on.

The battle is over, life is still to pass, there is still much to be done, and those who survive cannot rest.

The same goes for Thirteen Lang

The snow was falling again, the wind was more urgent than before, God saw what he wanted to see, and took back all his curiosity and mercy, and continued to let people experience the cold and hardship. For it. The big battle that took place on the snowy field was just a small episode, not even an episode.

Stepping on the head of a blood wolf. Thirteen Lang looked at the air against the wind and snow and said, "Two." Let's talk?"

The invitation was answered, and the old black catwoman glanced at each other, urging her figure to come to Thirteen Lang, a hundred meters away.

Thirteen Lang frowned slightly and said, "I thought what we were going to talk about next should be secret. ”

The wind and snow are sudden, and the sound transmission is inconvenient, but Shisanro is sincere enough and pretends to be like enough. Mortals, they don't know what to transmit thousands of miles. How bad it is to be heard by people who shout at the top of their voices.

The old man smiled bitterly and replied, "Don't hide it from the little friend, the old man doesn't dare to get too close to you, if Catwoman doesn't mind, you can go up and discuss with the little friend and inform the old man of the result." ”

With an old man, the old man in the black robe was undoubtedly afraid, and it was not uncommon for Thirteen Lang to subdue the blood wolf with one kick, but the speed at which he rushed up at all times was really intimidating to the old man, even if he was a monk. The most important thing is. Because of the speculation about the identity of Thirteen Lang, neither of them can be regarded as an ordinary body refiner, and they have no idea what step their strength can reach.

Judging from the previous battle, if Thirteen Lang's liliang is twice as big. The melee attack was enough to threaten the lives of the two of them, and although they didn't think that Thirteen Lang was really that strong, the two of them still stayed away from the principle that the gentleman would not stand under the dangerous wall.

Catwoman replied with a smile, "No need to be loud. I can hear. ”

Hearing this, the blood wolf struggled suddenly and violently. However, the head was trampled under the feet of Thirteen Lang, not to mention him. What if it was replaced by a primordial infant monk? The empty voice was full of grievances and resentment, and the blood wolf could not even cry out for help, and his body twisted and twisted, like a maggot that was about to die.

Catwoman looked at the blood wolf, her eyes welled up with a little disgust, and said, "If you don't mind, sir, I can cast a spell to isolate the sound, so as not to be listened to by unrelated people"

Thirteen Lang sighed and said: "The two of you are too careful, I have always disdained such a thing as killing people and killing people. ”

"Fuck off!" The old catwoman scolded in her heart, scolding her shamelessly, and even scolding Thirteen Lang for not knowing the severity, and not even understanding the most basic humility.

Admittedly, Thirteen's performance was indeed impressive, but it was more because of the meaning of his means. If there was a fight, neither of the two monks thought that they would lose, but of course, provided that they were not caught off guard by him.

Waiting for a response, the cat woman didn't dare to make a casual move, so she said: "The cat has a question, please answer Mr." ”

This self-proclaimed appetizer, Thirteen Lang did not sneer as much as before, and asked rhetorically, "Something to do with the origin?"

Catwoman replied, "This matter is very important, please tell the truth." ”

The black-robed old man didn't speak, his thoughts were obviously in line with him.

Thirteen Lang smiled and said, "What if I don't say it?"

Catwoman sighed and replied, "If you don't say it, sir, the cat can only fight hard and try to ask with her hands." ”

Thirteen Lang asked, "I seem to have heard it before, you can't make a move against the people of the Lin family?"

Catwoman replied with a wry smile: "So far, do you really treat yourself as the Lin family?"

"That's a must. Thirteen Lang replied solemnly: "I am entrusted by Lord Lin, and before entering Randance City, I can't keep my promise. ”

The meaning of this sentence is very rich, and it is also understandable that there is no weishenme, and the two monks cannot judge the end, and it is difficult to make a decision. Don't say if you can win or not, what should you do if you make a mistake? If you don't fight, let him go like this, and if you don't even have any news when you go back, what should you do?

The most important thing is that the two of them are not fellow travelers, and there is no possibility of working together, but if they are separated, it is inevitable that the other party will enjoy the benefits of the fisherman, and it is not cost-effective.

The two were in a dilemma, and the cat woman was thinking about how to speak, but Thirteen Lang suddenly smiled and said, "Don't worry, since you are invited, of course you have to give an explanation." ”

With the force under his feet, his skull shattered, blood and cerebral pulp spurted wildly, and a filthy flower appeared on the snow. At the feet of Thirteen Lang, the blood wolf with great strength is no harder than the carapace of the bed bug.

Stepping on the blood wolf, Shisanlang didn't say anything more, looked back at the quiet scenes behind him, looked at the confused and sad faces, and his calm and indifferent expression finally changed.

"A gust of wind frenzied, openly attacked the royal convoy, the personal guards swore to defend the royal dignity to the death, the wolf clan thanked the emperor, converted to orthodoxy before the battle, assisted Lord Lin to kill the snow thieves, and annihilated a gust of wind. The leader of the snow thieves, the blood wolf, has been ambushed, and the five hundred gray people have been pressed into the flurry and publicly executed, and the heads of the thieves are displayed to the public to set an example. ”

A clear voice echoed in everyone's ears, and Jusan Lang said, "This happened by accident and has nothing to do with any shili. ”

There was an uproar.

The victorious people were dumbfounded, and after a few noises, they bowed their heads silently, unwilling and afraid to say anything more, and those berserk wolf warriors stopped doing it, and shouted one after another, why didn't Thirteen Lang obey the words that the avatar would not die before.

"It's not just! It's not just."

With a few sounds, several guards who were not seriously injured stepped forward and kicked several screaming and struggling wolf warriors to the ground with their legs, all of them shattering their jawbones.

"Let them shout when they want to shout, and when they are tired and tired, they tear their mouths with a sling. ”

Thirteen Lang said lightly: "That's right, I just don't abide by the agreement, what do you want?"

The battlefield fell silent, and everyone could hear the cruelty contained in the sound, and no one said it again.

To be fair, Jushiro didn't break any bullshit conventions, and it was true that the Wolf Warrior surrendered, but it was on the premise of being cornered, not in the way he was assigned.

could have justifiably announced it, but Thirteen Lang refused to do that, he didn't care, and he didn't want to care.

"It is to be made clear that the beheadings are cut off because you are snow thieves, and have nothing to do with race, and everyone who is killed by a gust of wind, and every sin committed by a gust of wind, you have a share of it. ”

There was silence, no one opened their mouths to refute or shout, and the murder and plundering of the snow thieves was understood and even taken for granted, and no one ever thought of holding them accountable. However, I don't know Weishenme, when Thirteen Lang said this in public, people had a feeling in their hearts, as if the previous battle had found a footnote, and the blood shed was more worthwhile, and they were more willing.

It needs to be mentioned that for Lin Ruhai today, the five hundred berserker wolf warriors are by no means worthless waste;

It's not strange that Thirteen Lang wants to kill them, it's strange that the way, and the determination that is reflected in that way, and the serious consequences that may arise.

Is it for justice? It sounds ridiculous, these days everyone only asks about victory and defeat, who cares about that?

However, when it really happened, when the scholar said those words in a calm and quiet tone, people's already numb hearts were still touched, and they felt a long-lost excitement.

It is the duty of officials to defend the land and the people, and it is also the duty of every soldier; when this seemingly old-fashioned and boring slogan is really shouted, people are confused and at the same time cannot help but become excited, as if they want to shout for it.

The people thought in their hearts, but Jusan Lang didn't care what they thought, and after deciding the matter, he turned to look at the two monks and said, "This is my reply, you two understand?"

The two of them were stunned, thinking to themselves that this is your reply?

Catwoman blinked and asked hesitantly, "What do you mean?"

"You don't need to care about my identity, I don't ask where you come from, the same is true for Lord Lin, the blood wolf is dead, as long as you two leave this place, this matter will be over, and no one will pursue it anymore. ”

Thirteen Lang said sincerely, "This is a battle between mortals, and it has nothing to do with shili in the castle, and it has nothing to do with cultivators. ”

The blood wolf's head was trampled into mud, which meant that it was impossible for Lin Ruhai to get a confession, and the departure of the two monks meant that what they had said before dissipated like a fart, and no one could hold them accountable, and they could not be held accountable. The end of the battle, in which thousands of people died, was helpless, but most acceptable to all parties.

As for what Lin Ruhai will do in the future, who will be the treasure coveted by all parties, and what is the identity of the Thirteen Langs, and where the two monks come from, it will be decided in the next game, or the next game;

This is the big picture, the big picture that Thirteen Lang doesn't want to abide by, but has to abide by

(To be continued......)