Coming out of the southern edge of the ruins, a short walk will reveal a series of low rolling hills, unlike the hills north of Sweetwater, where the hills are shorter, sparsely wooded, and full of grass and low shrubs.

Between the barren grass mounds, there is a small valley, in which most of the barren grass and shrubs have been pulled out and placed in a sunny place to dry.

The open-air camp in the middle of the valley floor was smoky and smoky, with piles of ash billowing and curling smoke.

Men dressed in animal skins and dressed like savages, armed with iron hooks, turned out the unburned corpses from the ashes, hooked and dragged them to the side of the camp, and piled them up casually.

Dozens of charred corpses, emitting bursts of foul smell from the sunlight.

Less than thirty meters away, a group of short men shivered as they looked at the corpse.

They were generally short, their hands and feet bound together with hemp rope, and their lips were chapped, pale, and skinny.

"Don't be discouraged, everyone!"

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention here, a middle-aged man who was the older of the short men cheered: "Pluck up your courage!" We worked so hard to escape from under the slave owners' whips and mines, not so that these cultists could be burned to death! ”

This man was clearly the backbone of the Lord, and the eyes of others were focused on him,

A very short young man asked, "Uncle Zhao, is there a rescuer?" ”

Zhao Qingshan wanted to say that there was, but he knew that he couldn't talk nonsense at the moment, or a group of people would not see the rescuers, and his spirit would completely collapse, and he said: "Douding, remember what I told you?" If we don't act to save ourselves, who can we expect to save us? ”

One by one, he looked at his companions who had escaped from the slave owner's mine: "The evil god that the slave owner believes in will not save us, the Singularity Creator will not save us, the flying goat will not save us, even if they really exist, they are still high, they don't care and don't care about the life or death of our ordinary people, only we can save us!" ”

These obedient mine slaves, escaping from the control of the slave owner, ran all the way here, more or less got rid of the state of being enslaved to the point of numbness, and had the basic spirit of resistance.

Zhao Qingshan knew very well that if he didn't try to save himself, everyone would let this group of madmen be burned alive, and said: "We escaped the butcher's knife guarded by the slave owner and passed through the dangerous mountains. ”

There was a short, sturdiest man with a fierce face, who lowered his voice and said, "Lao Zhao, you say, how to do it!" ”

Everyone looked over, Zhao Qingshan said in a low voice: "These crazy people sacrifice again, it must be the same as the previous two times, let's go and carry firewood and grass by ourselves, let's not resist first, wait until we get to the place where the firewood and grass are dried, listen to my signal and do it together, their extraordinary twister heads have not left the camp twice so far, we have a chance to grab the weapon......"

He looked at Da Zhuang: "After you break off with me, do you dare?" ”

Da Zhuang raised his head and was arrogant: "Lao Zhao, you let me walk out of the mine and see the light of day again, there is nothing I dare to do, isn't it just a life!" ”

Zhao Qingshan advised: "Everyone will run separately when the time comes, how many can run is a few, run to the northeast, there is a sweet water town over there, the people there are good, it is said that it is a person from the military association, and the mayor will help ......."

Unarmed, hungry and thirsty, and limited in number, Zhao Qingshan was not sure how many could escape.

But don't struggle to resist, waiting to be burned alive?

When Zhao Qingshan escaped with the slaves, he was ready to die in battle at any time.

Soon, from under the shed made of branches and shrubs, a strong man covered in thorns came out, shouting and giving orders, and a group of men with knives and bows and crossbows came and escorted the short men to carry the firewood and grass.

Carry and pile up the dry firewood and hay that burned yourself!

The place where the wood was dried was not far from the camp, and the dwarves, though their hands were still tied, had changed to the front of them.

A total of eight people followed, and Zhao Qingshan quickly chose a target, a thin man with a knife!

Zhao Qingshan gave Da Zhuang and Dou Ding a color, and Dou Ding's feet slipped and fell to the ground, attracting the attention of the guards.

The opportunity was rare, Zhao Qingshan used force at his feet, his body rushed out horizontally, and hit the thin man's soft underbelly with his shoulders and elbows.

While not an extraordinary twister, he is highly trained in the military.

Zhao Qingshan hit the thin man firmly, he only felt like he had hit a mountain, not only did he not knock down the thin man, but he also bounced back, and his shoulder and arm hurt as if he was broken!

The thin man gritted his teeth and smiled wickedly: "Look at the good people!" Whoever moves, kills him! ”

Extraordinary Twister!

No one moved!

The thin man grabbed Zhao Qingshan's neck and lifted it up, and slapped him twice in the face with a knife: "I'll burn you myself later!" ”

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Climbing up a mound, Zhuo Cheng hid in the highest place of the barren grass, and carefully examined the open-air camp in the valley.

I saw a large amount of dry wood and hay piled up in the camp, and some short men who looked like minors were tied to the wooden pillars among them.

A dozen or so men wrapped in animal skins, armed with various weapons, stood in front of the pile of firewood and grass, as if waiting for something.

In the words of the mules, it was a group of madmen who believed in evil gods, and there was no one to guard the high points around the camp and no one to patrol the bare valleys.

Zhuo Cheng quietly went down and came to a depression behind the mound.

The mule, whose mouth and back three legs were entangled in morning glory vines, lay on the ground and fell asleep.

The long ears attached to the ground are particularly sensitive, and as soon as they hear the sound, they immediately open their bulging eyes, and there is pleading in their eyes.

Because she saw Zhuo Cheng lift the mace!

After wandering in the wilderness for a long time, this kind of thing is not new.

The mule struggled, and the untied front hooves lifted up vigorously to gesticulate.

Zhuo Cheng's mace hung above the mule's head, and with a flick of his fingers, the vine that bound the mule's mouth was released, and he said two words: "Reason." ”

The mule was careful that his liver was fluttering, and his voice was lowered to the lowest, for fear that a higher one would cause Zhuo Cheng to be unhappy: "I...... I ...... to the Lord I am very loyal to people, once I am caught, I can't leave, and I won't harm the people who arrested me! ”

Zhuo Cheng obviously didn't believe it.

In the mule's huge eyes, teardrops larger than soybeans rolled out: "I was caught by sacrificial wine at the earliest, and then I became a wilderness bandit, ...... There have been accidents in the middle, but I have always tried my best to help the bandits, and I have never betrayed the bandits! ”

"I sneaked out this time to pay tribute to a friend, he is a slave owner from the northwest, I followed him for a while, I don't know which bastard killed him, I helped him collect the body......"

Zhuo Cheng's mace suddenly fell a few points.

"I ...... I can be your mount. Scared the mule to death: "I can help you fight!" Not close, I'm amazing! ”

Zhuo Cheng shook his head: "I'm worried that you will beat me." ”

In order to survive, the mule said everything: "If you don't beat me, you beat me hard, I will never beat you." ”

Zhuo Cheng was dizzy when he listened, this person is not a person, a mule is not a mule, when the flesh and blood are fused, is it a domestic mule that is often beaten?

The mule is really going to cry, such a big nail, it doesn't hurt to die when it hits the head? It's ...... to smash your legs

She hurriedly hit her head on the ground to avoid uncontrollable thoughts, and hurriedly found a new reason: "You want to find the general altar, find the batman, I have a way!" I'll take you to the great bazaar in the wilderness, where there is often sacrificial wine, and I can recognize it! ”

Zhuo Cheng nodded, and prepared to let the morning glory vine wrap around the mule's mouth again.

The mule hurriedly said, "I have another matter!" The morning glory you planted, can you have a variety of kinds, it's delicious. ”

The morning glory vine was entangled, and the mule opened its big mouth and took the opportunity to nibble off a golden trumpet flower, and was intoxicated and indulged, allowing the vine to tie its mouth firmly.

Zhuo Cheng untied the non-combat items on his body and checked the weapons and possible things one by one.

At that moment, in the valley on the other side of the mound, a prayer was heard: "Mother of the world, source of strength, destination of all things, will return!" ”

Hearing "Mother of the World", Zhuo Cheng's heart fluctuated, and he thought of the mother goddess mentioned by Erin!

Mother of the World? Mother Goddess?

Zhuo Cheng lifted the mace, exerted force under his feet, rushed to the top of the mound, and rushed towards the open-air camp!

The muscles all over the body swelled, the leather clothes were stretched to the limit, the feet fell to the ground, and the earth seemed to be shaking!

Zhuo Cheng launched a sneak attack!

On the other side of the camp, several piles of firewood and grass had been lit, and the fire was blazing, and people kept screaming in the fire.

Those who were not burned for the time being scolded one by one.

The man wrapped in animal skins continued to pray: "The Mother of the World, the Source of Strength, the Destination of All Things, will return!" ”

The sound of thumping footsteps was heard.

"What people!" Someone discovered Zhuo Cheng's "sneak attack"!

Zhuo Cheng had no psychological burden, and shouted the slogan of the wilderness bandits: "Born free!" ”

The leader of the wildlings stood up and shouted, "It's the wilderness bandits, kill him!" ”

Whoosh – whoosh –

Two crossbow arrows were fired, Zhuo Cheng easily dodged, and without waiting for the other party to wind up, he threw it with his left hand.

His strength was immense, and he rushed up and accelerated, and a large handful of grass seeds mixed with the dirt were thrown into the camp by him, and smashed to the ground and fell everywhere.

Morning glories and weeds, which were already sprouting in the dirt, grew in the wind, and by the time the skinned man fired a second round of bolts, the weeds and petunias had already grown.

The weeds swayed and danced, constantly whipping those nearby with their tough blades.

Although it is not very painful and not fatal, it is difficult for the crossbowman to aim again.

Morning glory vines are winding and entangled, and when they see people, they are tied, and as long as they tie the upper body of people, the end will drill into people's noses.

Through on-the-spot observation, Zhuo Cheng found that the tough vines with thick fingers burrowed into people's noses, and people lost at least half of their resistance, and ordinary people didn't want to break free.

There was chaos in the camp, Zhuo Cheng took the opportunity to rush in, and there was a thin man with snot and tears streaming down his face, and his arms held up the morning glory vines, and he was about to break it when he saw it......

Zhuo Cheng didn't say a word, talked about the mace, and smashed it directly on his head.

Just burn people and sacrifice them, and you will die innocently!

The strange thing is that the thin man did not have flesh and blood, but like dry wood, he broke and shattered to the ground.

Zhuo Cheng was not at ease, and kicked the two broken skulls into the fire with one kick, and the flames rose violently, burning even more vigorously!

There was a cracking sound, and someone rushed sideways.

Zhuo Cheng flashed, smashed the two untied savages to death, and looked at the guy who was obviously the leader!