"Wu Gan, what should I do, do you want to go through it directly." Baoxiang looked at the tragic battlefield in the distance, leaned on the ground and whispered.

Looking back at the more than ten people in his house, Wu Yan shook his head, "It's better to go around, when I was in the Xiang Army, I had the habit of picking up corpses, in case someone on both sides sneaked back to collect loot, it would be bad to find us."

The group got up from the hiding place, chose a place with lush vegetation, and walked around this long arc-shaped battlefield. The thick smell of blood drifted in with the evening wind, making everyone frown.

Wu Gen had experienced battlefield battles and was accustomed to the tragedy of war. Water from the moon is tough, and it doesn't matter. Although Baoxiang and the others have also experienced life-and-death battles, most of them are small-scale battles, and they have seen thousands of people attacking each other.

The clouds of men and horses, the accumulated arrows, the huge formation, and the huge combat power that converged made the personal force seem insignificant in it. No matter how high the cultivation is, when encountering such a torrent, it is destined to be drowned in it.

All of a sudden, everyone had strong doubts about legends such as 10,000 enemies and 1,000 enemies.

Along the way, the mountains are undulating and the vegetation is lush, and this place would be a beautiful place if it weren't for the broken corpses that fell to the ground.

Especially in the distance, there is a cone-shaped green hill protruding, the peak is as green as transparent crystal, with a purple twilight, straight into the sky. The mist rises, and the gorgeous clouds surround the peaks, straight like a tall woman, graceful between heaven and earth.

Due to the careful detour, by the time we completely crossed the battlefield here, it was already the treetops of the moon. "Take a break." Seeing that everyone looked a little tired, Wu Yan found a forest and beckoned everyone to sit down and rest.

The forest was quite quiet, and most of the birds and beasts had been frightened away by the daytime battle. A few people ate some food and whispered about today's war.

In the distance, there was a sudden crackling sound of broken branches, and several people looked awe-inspired, and they picked up the weapons in their hands one after another. Wu Qian's mouth was full, and Liu You's figure disappeared, and he was already hidden in the dark. Since he knew that Liu You had hidden skills, and he usually encountered things like spies and ambushes, Wu You handed over more to Liu You, and made the best use of it.

With an order, the others also occupied their own hidden positions, ready to fight. After traveling together for a long time, everyone unconsciously got used to Wu Gen giving orders.

Of course, Wu Gan didn't want to accept this habit of everyone, but because of the responsibility of the team leader, he had to do it. If someone in the team comes out, believe it or not, the fang immediately shrinks back and pretends to be dead.

Two feathered people walked out of the bushes, looked at Wu Yan and Qiao Ban who were sitting on the ground, and couldn't help but be stunned, and took out the bows and arrows in their hands one after another, "Who are you and why are you staying here."

Wu Yan stood up, put the broken knife on the ground and turned around, indicating that he had no weapons on his body, "Two of you, we are just passing by, and we don't have any evil intentions."

The feather man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, looked around, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Where are you Terrans, dare to sneak into the territory of the Feather Clan, and take a trip to us, maybe it is the female cadres of those filthy orcs." As he spoke, a feather man took out a rope and stepped forward to grab Wu Gan.

"You two, there's no need to go so far." Wu Yan took a step back, "With the strength of the two of us, how can we participate in the entanglement between the nobles and other clans."

Another feather man laughed and said, "In the past two days, there have been a lot of casualties among the miscellaneous soldiers in the big battle camp, so it is also possible to capture these two lowly clans and do some coolies."

Wu Gan understood as soon as he heard it, people didn't treat you as a woman at all, but just caught him back as a servant, working in peacetime, serving the pawns, charging in wartime, and consuming the enemy's arrows. I did this kind of thing when I was in the Xiang Army, but I didn't expect that after so many years, someone would dare to treat me like this.

Annoyed in his heart, Wu Yan snorted coldly, "Do it."

The feather man who stepped forward to capture Wu Yan was smiling and preparing to take down this human race who didn't know the height of the sky, when suddenly his back was cold, and a sharp weapon was on his body. Frightened, he suddenly turned his head, only to see a man holding an ink sword, looking at himself with a smile.

"Move, and you'll cut off your head." The man's tone was calm, like a spring breeze, but his words were full of murderous intent.

Yuren's eyes rolled, and he just wanted to indulge

Jumping up, the man's wrist twisted, and the wide ink sword slammed into his face. The feathered man spun around a few times and staggered to the ground, his face covered in blood. As soon as he touched his mouth, several detached teeth appeared in his palm.

"You don't want to ......live," Yuto had just said halfway through when he stomped on his face with a big foot and his whole head was trampled into the mud. Bao Xiang said viciously, "What kind of bird, dare to threaten grandpa."

The other feathered man just wanted to turn around and run away, but his neck tightened, and a rope strangled his neck. This person's hands are quite strong, and the feather man makes a ho-ho sound in his throat, his hands are tightly grasping the rope, and his eyes are already unconscious.

There was some silence for a while, and everyone looked at this murderer who silently strangled Yuren unconscious.

Yang Zheng stretched out his tongue and tugged at his belt in a serious manner. Sensing the strange gazes around him, Yang Zheng looked up in amazement, loosened his belt a little at a loss, and hurriedly tied it around his waist.

Wu Yan walked up to Yang Zheng and patted him on the shoulder, "There is a future." Yang Zheng smiled shyly, pinching the corners of his clothes with both hands, a little cramped and uneasy.

He dragged both of them to one place, tied them tightly to the tree, and woke up the one who had passed out with water.

Wu Yan squatted down and gently patted a feathered man on the cheek with a knife, "Both, but you still want to arrest me."

Looking at the dozen or so people in front of them, how did these two feather people not know that they had already set up an ambush, and in a sullen state, they simply turned their heads and said nothing.

Bao Xiang was furious, and stepped on his chest with one foot, "Don't carry a knife and pretend to be tough in that mouse, believe it or not, the master will poke more than a dozen holes in you."

"Feel free, if it falls into the hands of a few of you Terrans today, it is the two of us who are not sophisticated, if you want to kill or chop it, even if you do it, my Yu Clan warriors will never bow to the Terrans." The feather man tried his best to support himself, his face flushed, and he roared loudly at the treasure elephant.

The treasure elephant was furious, turned his head to search, snatched a dagger from Qiaoban's body, and put it on the chest of the feather man.

Looking at the blade flickering with cold light in front of him, the feather man simply closed his eyes and didn't even look at the treasure elephant, which was quite like seeing death as home.

Seeing that the other party's dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, Baoxiang felt a little clueless for a while.

Wu Yan couldn't help laughing when he saw this, stretched out his hand to pull the treasure elephant aside, looked left and right around the two feather people, but he didn't say a word, and pinched his arms and chest muscles with his hands from time to time, and nodded with satisfaction.

"What are you going to do?" A feather man scolded loudly, and couldn't help but be vigilant, this young man who looked delicate gave him a very dangerous feeling.

Wu Gen smiled and touched the other party's wings, and coldly tore off a long red feather, and the feather man trembled in pain.

Twisting the feathers with his hands, Wu Yan said coldly: "Do you want to kill or chop? Hehe, don't bother. I'm best drinking chicken wings on weekdays, just after I saw it, your flesh is strong. I can still eat something in human form, let alone a half-stretched person. Elephant, come and pluck the feathers."

Beckoning Bao Xiang to his side, Wu Yan pointed to the feather in his hand and said, "I will pass you a secret method, plucking chicken feathers must be like me, pull them out one by one, and shoot quickly, so as not to bleed." If it's a handful, I'm afraid it will hurt the flesh and skin. These chicken wings are delicious only if the blood is left in the flesh. Then they are wrapped in leaves and buried in the soil, and then they are burned with charcoal on the soil, and the fire enters the flesh little by little. The chicken wings will be golden in color, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."

"Do you want to cut this man off, chop off his wings, and roast him?" The treasure elephant was ready to move, and he gestured excitedly with the dagger in his hand.

"No, wouldn't it be bleeding, burying people, and roasting slowly." Wu Yan disappreciatively threw away the feathers in his hand.

With a sinister smile, the elephant held down one of the feathered figures and pulled off their feathers one by one. At the beginning, the feather man was still disdainful, but as the number of feathers on the ground increased, his face gradually turned pale, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

People are like this, they can be killed, but they are difficult to be punished. This feeling of looking at one's own death little by little, and the heart defense being broken down a little bit, even a man who is beaten with iron is difficult to survive.

Another Yuren who witnessed this process was also panicked, looking at Yang Zheng, who was already digging a pit diligently on the side, but it was again

I couldn't bear it, "A few, please be merciful to your subordinates, we are scouts of the Feather Clan, and we have no intention of targeting a few. As long as we are released, we will never dare to make trouble again."

Wu Yan motioned to Baoxiang to stop his movements, and walked in front of Yuren, his face was cold, "It's okay to let you go, I ask you to answer, you can't hide it, otherwise you ......." The feather man hurriedly nodded again and again, for fear that Wu Yan would regret it.

After a period of interrogation, Wu Gen and the others learned the origin of the previous battle. It turns out that the feathered people and the orcs are both big clans entrenched here, and the two clans have had a deep grudge for many years, and there are frictions from time to time.

As for why the two clans are fighting so much, it is easy to say, but it is because of the green mountain in the distance. This mountain is called Mt. Aoki, and both the feathered people and the orcs believe that they originated here, and they want to include it in their own pockets.

Over the years, the orcs have gradually become more powerful and gradually controlled Aoki Mountain, which naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of the feather people, and there have been many wars between the two clans.

Wu Gancai didn't care about the entanglement of feathers and orcs, he just wanted to pass through here safely. After understanding the general reason, he ordered the two feathered people to lead the way, avoid the secret sentry of the two clans, and let the two of them go after the group left safely.

"If you are taken out of this place, you can really let us go." One of the feathered people still didn't believe it.

"Believe it or not, no matter what the outcome, isn't it better than roasting here." Wu Gen also didn't promise, at this time, no matter how many people talk about it, they won't believe it all.

The two feather people glanced at each other, and finally agreed to Wu Gan's request. Taking advantage of the thick night, the group couldn't take a break and hurriedly set off.

Wu Gen and Baoxiang pulled a rope together, and the two feathered people were tied at the other end of the rope. Qi He and Liu You had already been sent out, guarding in advance according to the route pointed out by the feather people. I can't help but take precautions, in case these two people deliberately want to take Wu Yan and the others to the ditch.

In this way, the group hurriedly traveled in the dark, and when the sky showed the white of the fish's belly, they had already arrived at a shallow river. After crossing the river, there is a dense forest, and according to the feather people, through the woods here, you can leave the area where the two clans are fighting.

The group took a brief rest and headed straight for the woods. After less than a pillar of incense, there was a sound of fighting ahead, and it seemed that someone was fighting.

Wu Gen frowned and looked at the two feathered people. The two of them trembled with fright, "This adult, the two of us are really not cheating, I really don't know that there are people here, please make a judgment."

After a while, Qi He quietly sneaked back from the forest and pointed to the depths of the forest, "There are small groups of feather people and orcs fighting in front, judging by the situation, it should be that the feather people have been sneak attacked, and the casualties are heavy, this should be all taken."

The faces of the two feather people turned pale, and suddenly one of them knelt down for Wu Gan with a plop, "My lord, please save my clan's robe." Orcs are brutal, and once caught, there is no reason to live." As he spoke, he kowtowed again and again, but due to excessive force, his forehead was already blurred with flesh and blood.

Wu Yan groaned for a moment and asked, "How many orcs are ahead?"