War was a long time ago, long forgotten, and the New World was shrouded in darkness and fear before the Age of the Chiefs arrived.

The appearance of the three heroes, or the heroes, establishes an order in the melee, which continues in some form and gradually stabilizes.

So, the surviving humans flocked to the realm of the three, seeking refuge and survival. Slowly, this place became a paradise that people yearn for.

However, this protection did not last long, and there was no longer fairness and equality, but soon became slavery and oppression, and the promised land became a bad land in an instant.

That's right, just like the feudal slave society that lasted for thousands of years in ancient China!

Due to the destruction of the old world by the great impact, the ore resources were almost destroyed, and the long war used up the last remaining guns and ammunition in the old world, and the surviving human beings have lost the technological level and ability to make ammunition, and the guns are useless.

Therefore, in order to protect their territory from being violated and protect their "people", each leader has to make a large number of cold weapons, recruit as many warriors as possible, and train them to become killers like murderers, called "warrior legions".

Thus, the stability of the new world is based on blood and killing.

Here, the law of the jungle eats the strong, the fittest survive, no one is innocent, there is no right or wrong, the only philosophy is survival. It's a dangerous place, and what was once a happy land has become a real bad land.

Unwilling to be enslaved and oppressed, some fled the three chieftains, wandered in the wilderness, and over time, they became known as ronins.

Some ronins just survive for the sake of survival, they run away and steal their lives; And some ronin, in order to "survive better", joined the ranks of bounty hunters and became known as bounty ronin.

Bounty ronins serve the various bosses, capturing and smuggling boys for corresponding rewards, so their reputation has always been so bad that people don't have a good impression of ordinary ronin.

Others, who do not want to be the "subjects" of the chieftain or the ronin, form tribes one by one, or hide among the poor mountains and bad waters, or survive on the edge of the desert sea, in order to avoid the pursuit of the three major chieftains.

However, most of these people lived in difficulty, and the tribes were generally small, only forty or fifty people. They were displaced, and over time they became refugees, and the places where they settled became refugee camps.

Those who were enslaved by the three major chieftains had different roles.

Some became the chief's administrators, known as attendants;

Some of them had wisdom in their hearts, and became the wise men of the chiefs, and were called prophets;

Some have martial arts and join the Fighter Legion and are called Fighters, and the leaders of the Fighter Legion are called warriors;

The rest of the "people" were slaves, called untouchables, and the most common in the chieftaincy were untouchables.

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Six Wings pulled out the strips of cloth from the boys' mouths in turn, cut the ropes that bound them, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, you are safe now, have your relatives been killed by these people?" As he spoke, he looked at the corpse lying on the ground.

The five boys looked at the scene in front of them, shocked, unable to believe that they had been killed by him alone.

One of the boys, who was a little older, asked in a trembling voice, "Yes, you killed these people?" ”

Six Wings nodded and said, "What's your name, how old are you, and where are you from?" Then he glanced at the others.

"My name is Muyu, I'm fifteen years old, and they're all younger than me," the boy shook his head, slowly regaining his composure, "I don't know where I'm from, only that it's full of people like us. ”

"Do you have anything there, do you usually work?"

"It's all plants, I don't recognize what they are, we usually work in the fields, and we're being watched over by a bunch of men dressed in blue."

Six Wings understood, blue uniforms, they were pariahs in Quzhi Country, and they must have escaped secretly because they didn't want to be enslaved. It's just that I didn't expect to meet the bounty ronin halfway through and kill everyone except the boy.

"Where were you going?" Six Wings asked.

"We don't know, but my dad talked about a refugee camp." The boy whispered, probably thinking of his loved ones who had been killed, and couldn't help but shed tears.

Six Wings knows that the rarest resource in the New World is children, especially boys, because they can be trained to become warriors and become the leader's killing machine, which is why so many bounty ronins risk their lives to hunt down and smuggle people.

Six Wings thought to himself that instead of letting these children become warriors for the other leaders, it would be better to bring them back to the Yan Shang Kingdom and train them to become their own fighters. If we hadn't brought them back, these children wouldn't have survived for a day.

"Now that your loved ones are dead, if I hadn't killed these bounty ronin, you would have been tortured. If you wander outside, you will die if you don't reach the camp. Come with me, become a fighter in the Yan Shang Kingdom, at least you won't be bullied by others. Six Wings said firmly, obviously giving an order, and a few children should not be allowed to question it.

"Do you know how to drive?" Six Wings asked the wooden fish.

"Yes...... A little. ”

"Okay, follow me."

"I want to know where their bodies are......"

Before Six Wings walked to the motorcycle, one of the boys spoke resignedly, but sounded calm.

Slightly surprised, Six Wings glanced at the boy and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Lu Xingchen."

"How old are you?"

"Ten years old."

"What do you ask the corpse for?"

"They are our relatives and cannot let their bodies be eaten by wild dogs." The boy mustered up his courage and said, "Y-Do you have a name, and you just show up like this, kill them all?" ”

Six Wings glared at him, ignored it, slowly walked to the motorcycle, put on his sunglasses, and started the motorcycle.

After a roar along the road, when they arrived at Fang Cai's killing field, Six Wings stopped the motorcycle, pulled out the long knife behind his back, and carefully wiped it.

A few children dug a shallow pit and buried the slain on the spot. During the whole process, Six Wings remained silent, leaning on the motorcycle and watching them leisurely.

After doing this, the six wings headed north, and the truck slowly followed.

After about two hours, they saw a large field in which many untouchables worked. In the sparse field stood a few warriors with weapons, wearing the same red clothes as the six wings.

After passing through the fields, you will arrive at a palatial palace, guarded by many guards on both sides, and it looks extremely strong. Several children had never seen such a noble place, and they were all stunned.

When the guard saw the warrior returning, he hurriedly opened the door to greet him, looking quite respectful.

Six Wings brought the five boys to the Gladiator Legion, where the fighters who were training all stopped and waited for their trainer to speak.

"Brave fighters, this is your new member and your brother!" Six Wings shouted loudly, very majestic.

"Wooha!" The fighters shouted loudly.

"Ah Yang, you take them to wash first, then change their clothes and teach the rules here. The rest continue to train! Six Wings left without looking back.

Immediately after that, a boy in his twenties came out of the queue and took the five of them to the house next to the training ground.

Six Wings returned to his room and sat down in a relaxed chair.

The furnishings of the room are simple, a bed for resting, plus a table and two chairs. It's quaint, but it's modern. There are two pots of orchids on the windowsill, which are full of growth.

Six wings especially like orchids, like the nobility of orchids, especially when they encounter troubles, they like to watch them quietly.

He once boasted that he was as pure and noble as an orchid, disdained to associate with untouchables, and did not smile at the fighters under him. However, since becoming a fighter, his hands have been stained with the blood of countless people, and the only purity is gone.

In the eyes of others, he is a warrior of the Yanshang Kingdom, a training officer of the Fighter Legion, and he is high. In addition to the leader of the Yan Shang Kingdom, he is the god in the hearts of the fighters.

However, he knew very well in his heart that in the eyes of others, he was not noble, but the formidable embodiment of death.

Six Wings lay on the bed, pensive.

He knew that he was only the killer of the leader, a tool used to deter the enemy, and his life was destined to be lonely. He began to be confused, and he didn't even know why he was like this.

After a while, he remembered that night ten years ago.

"Maybe fate is already preordained." He couldn't help but think in his heart.

Ten years ago on the night, it was raining heavily.

Liuyi had just turned 20 years old and was living in a refugee camp on the border between Quzhi and Yanshang. Although it is difficult to survive, I feel very happy to have a thrush to accompany me.

The two childhood sweethearts, with the approval of their parents, got married today. The rain was still very heavy, and the lightning and thunder were roaring, and there was no intention of stopping, as if it was going to wash away all the evil of the bad land.

However, this is impossible, the evil of the new world is deeply rooted in the soul of mankind, and only the fire of pure heart, or hellfire, can destroy it.

The camp was small and people wanted to end the wedding as soon as possible.

When the simple ritual was carried out to the last step, suddenly many cold arrows were shot, and the people in front of the six wings fell one by one. Then, a group of knights in blue uniforms appeared, and they couldn't help but say, kill anyone they see.

Soon, the battle ended, and all but a dozen men were captured. These captured men were to be brought back to Quzhi to be used as slaves.

Six Wings was covered in wounds, looking at the people in the pool of blood, crying and trying to find the thrush.

Finally, in the mud mixed with blood, I saw the thrush lying quietly on the ground, her white shabby clothes had been stained red by blood, and then washed away by the rain.

Six Wings was in great pain and wanted to get up and resist, but he was kicked to the ground and couldn't get up again.

At this moment, a roar of engines sounded in the distance, getting closer and closer. The knights, dressed in blue uniforms, were a little flustered and immediately mounted their horses and prepared to flee, but it was too late.

Then, a convoy of red jackets arrived and went to kill the knights. Obviously, they were well-trained and more skilled in martial arts, and it only took a short time for them to wipe out all the knights.

When the six wings woke up, they were already lying in the training room of the Flame Kingdom Fighter Legion. In front of him stood a tall, grim-looking man. This man's name is Golden Eagle, and he is the leader of the Yan Shang Kingdom, a smart and cold-blooded person.

It was the Golden Eagle who saved them and trained Six Wings to become the most powerful fighter in the Yan Shang Kingdom, the Warrior, and it was he who created Six Wings' formidable reputation in the new world.