Chapter Thirty-Six: What Men Must Do

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There were at least 700 or 800 sand bandits attacking this time, and the four brigades that arrived in advance could not stop the sand bandits from spreading into the interior of the mining area.

The three of them rode their horses and rushed towards the direction of the Fire Pavilion, and on the hillside behind, there were already many sand bandits who rushed over to block and kill them. Along the way, there was a rain of bone spears and arrows, and many of the people living along the way had just woken up from their sleep, and they were nailed to death by a bone spear that suddenly broke into the tent.

Rockets were fired at the felt tents, and the heavy tents were on fire, so that the people inside did not even have time to escape, and those who escaped were also covered in fire, and rolled to the ground, howling in pain.

Zhou Lu, Xiao Luan, and Ke Ling all gritted their teeth, the green tendons on their foreheads were faintly jumping, the three of them were in an extremely heavy mood, and the muffled sound urged the horses to gallop without stopping, and in front of them was the towering stone steps of the Array of Fire Pavilion, on the stone steps, the heavy stone door of the Array of Fire Pavilion was empty, and the Eastern Pavilion Master and a group of refiners were worried, standing there anxiously looking at the eagle pupils in their hands.

"Look, it's Xiaoluan and them, Xiaoluan and they didn't have an accident, they finally rushed back. ”

Sister Huan's eyes were sharp, and Tong Guò Eagle Pupil was the first to see Xiao Luan's figure galloping over, and the eyes of all the refiners all looked in that direction, and they all exhaled excitedly, and the white fists of the Dongfang Pavilion Master finally slowly relaxed.

Galloping all the way to the bottom of the stone steps, the three of Zhou Lu flew off their horses and rushed to the stone steps. There are many mechanisms in the Array of Fire Pavilions, and they are as impregnable as a city, as long as they return to the Array of Fire Pavilion, they will be completely safe.

The refiners hurriedly snatched it down and hugged Xiao Luan and Ke Ling.

"Xiaoluan, are you all right?"

"Did you meet sand bandits on the road, didn't you get hurt?"

"Oh, it's too dangerous, it just so happens that you will come to the sand bandits when you go out to look for mines, don't go out casually next time, even if something happens, at least notify the Eagle Wing Army below." ”

The alchemists asked eagerly.

A sword-eyed, heroic man squeezed through the crowd, and asked with a look of concern on his face, "Xiaoluan, Ke Ling, are you injured?"

"Senior brother, are you back?"

Xiao Luan and Ke Ling's eyes lit up, and they greeted each other at the same time: "We're fine, we're not hurt at all, everyone can rest assured." ”

That's the old wall of the big brother?

Zhou Lu glanced at the man lightly, the man was dressed in a water-blue cloth robe, his eyes were clear and bright, his figure was strong and powerful, tall and well-proportioned, and a faint demon bow tattoo was tattooed on the corner of his eyebrows, which made his whole person have a strange charm.

"It's really powerful and handsome. ”

Zhou Lu nodded secretly, but at this moment, there was no room for other thoughts in his heart, Zhou Lu borrowed an eagle pupil from someone else, and looked anxiously at the valley in the distance in front of him.

Xiao Luan separated everyone and borrowed an eagle's eye to look at the distant mountains.

Now they are safe, but the battle situation under the mountain still affects their hearts, so many people have died, Xiao Luan, who has broken through between life and death, has deeply realized how bloody and cruel the war is, those who showed a fresh smile yesterday have become a lifeless corpse that can no longer be lived, the ruthless harvest of life, so that Xiao Luan's weak heart is full of anger and helplessness.

Eagle pupils proofread to the valley hundreds of zhang away, where the qiē was suddenly as clear as being pulled in front of him, and in the thick smoke of the beacon fire, Xiao Luan saw a hideous sand bandit holding a machete, slashing an elderly woman with a coarse cloth wrapped in her head in two.

Blood spurted out, and the elderly woman was suddenly broken in two, and her intestines and internal organs were thrown to the ground.

The sand bandit was as ferocious as a demon, licking his lips and stepping over the bloody ground, and a stride went out, looking for the next target to kill.

Xiao Luan spit out, his face as pale as paper.

Such a cruel picture is going to show Xiaoluan's psychological endurance.

The senior brother next to him waved the crumbling Xiaoluan with concern and said loudly: "Don't look at it, Xiaoluan, go into the cave quickly." ”

"Nope. ”

Xiao Luan broke free from her elder brother's arm and stubbornly held her eagle eyes to look at the battlefield, her eyes were full of angry flames, she wanted to see this qiē with her own eyes, she wanted to remember the demonic images that slaughtered her people.

She didn't have the strength to fight those demons herself, but if she had the chance to take power one day, she would definitely order those wandering demons to be completely slaughtered in the wasteland.

On the other side of the valley, a mad man with a head as red as fire and a blood-colored cotton cloth wrapped in a blood-colored cotton cloth rushed like a bison, stepping on the billowing sand and dust to kill madly.

The bone spear in the strong man's hand was thick and terrifying, and it swung out with a whining wind, and the spear of an Eagle Wing Army's war hunt was suddenly deflected, and then it was volleyed away by the bone spear, and the war hunt spat out a mouthful of blood in the air, rolling and falling into the pile of rubble.

The brawny man rushed like madness towards the fallen Eagle Wing.

Several nearby hunters saw this, their eyes were red, and at the same time, they opened their bows and arrows, and the arrows fell like rain and shot at the bloody-clothed man.

The blood-clothed man's bone spear danced into a whirlwind, and he swept the arrow away with great precision, even if it was shot closely, it was also blocked by the soft shield in his left hand. In the chaotic arrows, the strong man ran all the way without injury, looking at the Eagle Wing Army that jumped up from the ground in the distance, desperately fleeing into the distance, the strong man in blood did not give up, and chased closely behind.

Almost all of the Eagle Wings who rushed towards him next to him were swept away by the blood-clothed man's bone spear, and there was no one nearby who was the blood-clothed man's enemy.

The refiners on the hillside all shuddered when they saw this: Blood barbarians?

The Blood Barbarians are an extremely ferocious primitive tribe, their number is quite scarce, but this tribe is extremely talented, and all of them are so fierce that people are jaw-dropping. Even the old and young women and children can take it out and get on the horse to fight the powerful Eagle Wing Army for thirty rounds.

The war hunters of the blood barbarians are even stronger, I am afraid that some of them are stronger than the Thunder Hazy Centurion, and the strength of the strong is even more terrifying.

The Blood Barbarians do not know how to be nomadic and do not hunt, and this tribe relies exclusively on other forces to hire and live. In the wasteland, if the sand bandits plan to rob a tribe, they will often pay a high price to hire a few strong blood barbarian war hunters from the blood barbarians as thugs to charge into battle.

And practice has proved that the blood barbarians are indeed unusually useful, and everywhere they go, they are often bloody, leaving no living mouth, and their ferocity intimidates the enemy, bringing incredible rich rewards to the sand bandits.

Legend has it that the bloody cloth that the blood savage hunted was all dyed with the blood of the enemy.

In the wasteland, as soon as the three words blood barbarian were spoken, even children did not dare to cry at night.

When Zhou Lu saw this, his heart was fierce, he had already heard of the name of the blood barbarian, and he had just rushed out of the sand bandits, he saw at least ten blood barbarians, and only now did he know that the blood barbarians were as strong as Ruosi.

Zhou Lu secretly estimated that such a strong blood barbarian, I am afraid that even his bow skills will not be able to help others.

Archery is only a means of long-range attack, which can shoot people by surprise, but archery is by no means invincible on the battlefield, and the blood barbarian holding a soft shield, the kind of demon-like reflex ability, is not something that can be defeated by a brave horseman.

The Blood Barbarian, who was frantically chasing behind, struck the back of the fleeing Eagle Wing with a whistling wind.

The hunt spurted out a mouthful of blood again, staggered under his feet, and the blood barbarian behind him hurried a few steps and flew up, and the bone spear in the air nailed straight down, and with a single spear, the Eagle Wing Hunt was nailed to the ground.

The bone spear stood majestically and trembled there, and underneath, the corpse of the Eagle Wing Warrior was convulsive.

"No!"

In the distance, countless Eagle Wings roared in unison.

Zhou Lu held the eagle pupil in his hand, his eyes were full of tears, and the surge of adrenaline made his chubby body tremble involuntarily.

In the eagle's pupils, Zhou Lu saw Centurion Lei Hao running over from nowhere, holding a hunting knife and rushing towards the demon-like blood barbarian, Lei Hao wanted to stop the blood barbarian's slaughter, he did not allow the demon to continue killing his brother.

Zhou Lu took the eagle pupil from his eyes, and ran towards the stone steps under his feet.

"Zhou Lu, why are you going?"

Ke Ling next to him was careful, grabbed Zhou Lu, and shouted anxiously.

Zhou Lu slowly turned around: "I'll go to the bottom of the mountain to fight." ”

"No!"

Xiao Luan was also anxious, grabbed Zhou Lu's other sleeve beside him, and persuaded loudly: "Zhou Lu, don't go down, you are no longer a war hunter, you are now a refiner, you can not participate in the battle below." ”

Xiao Luan looked at this fat man with perseverance in his eyes, his heart was broken, his face was full of bright sadness, and he pleaded softly:

"Zhou Lu, you can't have an accident, you can't encounter danger, do you know, my moon scar knife, but it is tailored to your figure, if you are in danger, no one can wield it with all its power. ”

When Zhou Lu heard this, it was as if he had been hit by the softest part of the center all of a sudden, and his whole heartstrings trembled, he never thought that the fat man who Meiduo and Meng Tian abandoned without hesitation back then would have a woman who would not dislike him today and would be so good to him.

The moon mark knife made of three forged Xuanjin will surely become a hand-me-down, Xiao Luan actually designed the treasure knife to be the most suitable for him to use as a fat man in silence, no wonder he will have such an incomprehensible pleasure when he sees the drawings at first glance.

Zhou Lu is suddenly very satisfied and satisfied now.

Zhou Lu looked at the eyes of the two senior sisters beside him, gently stretched out his hand, pulled the hands of the two women away from his sleeves, and said silently:

"Senior sister, you know, I'm just a lewd fat man, sometimes I'll be bad, sometimes I'll be a bastard, I'll secretly spit on the leg of lamb that people I hate eat, and I also have a set of tools for peeking at girls taking a bath......"

A tool for peeking at girls taking a bath?

Xiao Luan and Ke Ling's faces changed suddenly.

Zhou Lu continued: "I'm not a warrior, I'm not a hero, but, those brothers of mine down there are still working hard, will I, a brave cavalry archer, hide behind in order to save my life?"

There was some pathos on Zhou Lu's face:

"There are some things that a man must do!"

Zhou Lu Huo Ran turned around and walked down, leaving without hesitation. The alchemists behind were silent.

Looking at the chubby back, Xiaoluan and Ke Ling burst into tears.