Let's not talk about what kind of tricks Ivanov and Tariq played, but in short, for various reasons, Tariq left before Ivanov.

After tidying up his slightly untidy pants, Tariq lowered his face and walked quickly through the large village of the foresters, but although it is said to be a large village, it has been continuously repaired and expanded for hundreds of years, but in Tariq's eyes, it is far less solid and easy to defend than Ustok Village, just relying on the terrain to be steep and difficult to climb.

Even the various facilities in the village, in addition to the big and small leaders, ordinary forest people can only squeeze into small simple houses, covering the stench of the house, as for those farmers who have just joined or have been captured, it is even more miserable, and they often die when they encounter severe cold weather, but who makes the lives of people in this world cheap, and a new batch of dead people can be pulled out soon.

Turning through one frightened crowd after another, Tariq came to his fellow inmates, some of them, to be exact, who had escaped with him.

"How's your doing?" Although it is true that they are the leaders on the surface now, in fact they are still the relationship between elite soldiers who carry out important tasks and prisoners of war who want to make up for their achievements, so Tariq's tone is relatively soft.

"There's no problem, the news of the rout on the two fronts has already frightened this group of people, and they all got together to report to the group to keep warm, and no one has noticed us here until now."

The man with the strange facial lines on his face newly painted on the forest people replied in a low voice, although he was in the base camp of the forest people, his voice was steady, his breath was also deep, and he did not have the slightest appearance of fear.

It's no wonder, after all, they once almost wiped out the people of that part with fewer victories, and now they have seen with their own eyes that the people of the forest are terrified and frightened all day long, like a headless fly, and the fear that they have accumulated over the years has long been swept away!

What inspired warriors? I didn't jump twice more than others when I smashed an axe! And look at their miserable appearance with yellow muscles and thin muscles, and don't see their forest gods feeding them?

Far from their northern boar legions!

"That's good, then you go and take the imprisoned farmers to the tunnel, move naturally, don't panic, I've already arranged it, and told the outside that I want to dispose of them quietly in batches."

After saying this, Tariq left in a hurry, there was no way, Ivanov's side could not let him have any vigilance, he could only go up and watch himself.

Play and play!

The sea of swords and fires can roll over! Three times, four times, what is that?! The only thing to worry about is that Ron's military discipline is terrifyingly strict, and this kind of abuse of women can't be solved by taking a stick.

Forget it! After the big deal, find a way to place the poor woman by his side, save the rest of his life from the hardship, and give himself an account to her and Ron's legion.

At this thought, Tariq rose up again and shot in!

While the bloody battle was raging, the legionnaires also moved in an orderly manner, and the place where the peasants who had been captured was not far away and not hidden, and the people simply let them dig a two-person deep pit by themselves, and let them lie in it by themselves, and when they needed to let people out, they hung a basket down and hung them up one by one.

However, before the legionnaires arrived, they heard a commotion from a distance around the pit, and when they got close enough to see it clearly, several legionnaires immediately saw that their blood was surging and they were furious.

It turned out that there was a group of people who knew that the future was uncertain, and they had just been informed that they were going out to fight tomorrow, and they were so depressed that they used these miserable farmers as toys to tease and amuse.

They put a rope on a long pole, and at the other end of the rope was tied a small piece of food, and they looked like fishermen who were at ease. Lower the pole a little, and wait until the farmer below can't bear the hunger and jump up to grab the food, and then shake it off, and so on.

Regardless of how many people can grab the subsistence food to survive in the end, I don't know how many people were trampled and injured in the process of this competition!

Treating human life as child's play, like grass mustard, what is the difference between this and those old boys?!

Immediately, someone couldn't bear it, and quickly stepped forward to stop it, but he was dragged by his companions and couldn't move.

His companion's eyes were also split, and his eyes were full of hatred, but he forcibly suppressed the anger, and told the few people around him not to act rashly.

The group of foresters who were fishing for pleasure soon seemed to lose interest, and the poles were lowered and let the farmers take them down. But how could this group of gangsters have any good intentions? As soon as the farmers have taken the food, they release their pants and put water on the food.

All of a sudden, laughter and joy.

The peasants, who had been insulted in this way, could only endure it, and even knelt down and kowtowed to beg the forest people to bring food next time.

If you don't be treated as a person, you won't be seen as a person! Anyway, I haven't been seen as a person for so many years, and I've long been used to it. Isn't it the same thing to be a slave or a wild dog begging for food?

Those who want to stand up straight and be human are probably not aware of where the bones rot.

Those who refuse to come and eat this "bait" will starve to death sooner or later!

That's it! Never mind! Accept your fate! If the gods can really bless us, let us not be human beings in the next life! Whether it's a pig or a dog, someone feeds it, right?

The farmer, who had been lucky enough to grab the food, swallowed it with tears in his eyes, and when the foresters above left, a whimpering cry spread uncontrollably in the pit.

Even if you can grab food and survive for a while, what's the use? The robbers themselves are in danger and don't know what to do next.

And what about the peasants who had been taken captive?

If the people of the forest had won the boyer, they would have been driven into the mines, where they would surely die.

If Boyer wins over the people and regains his status as a slave, what is the difference between him and dying?

The next step is death, it is better to die than to take a step back, why is it so difficult to be a person in this world! Who did I offend these diligent and honest farmers who could barely make ends meet, and who did they have to suffer such a great sin?!

All kinds of sadness spread, and the crying under the pit could no longer be stopped.

And the farmer, who was weeping deeply, saw another group of forest people coming to the top of the pit, and suddenly became even more desperate, didn't they even have the right to cry? Do you want to be beaten and killed if you cry?

If you want to be beaten and killed, it is not a good time to cry before you are sinned!

Within a moment, the cry shook the sky!

The people on the top of the pit really couldn't see them crying, and they were so angry that they seemed to swallow one alive before they would stop, and put down the baskets one by one.

The forest people led by him pointed to the bottom of the pit, "Don't you cowards like to cry?" Come on, come on, come up for me, I'll make you cry enough! ”

Seeing that no one was willing to put on the basket, in annoyance and anger, the foresters above directly threw off the rope, lassoed the person who cried the most, dragged them up one by one, gagged their mouths, and didn't know where to take it.

After this, the crying was louder.