Doomsday Dark Age

Along the way, you can see full-headed barren warriors running around. They are scouts monitoring the Gaofeng Department, but they never imagined that Gaofeng assembled an army of ten thousand people to take the initiative to attack. The army was like a torrent rolling down. I didn't care about the fleeing guy, and walked in silence, but this was even more chilling (Cool President's Distressed Little Lover txt download).High-speed update is confusing

The [-]-strong team is no longer a lazy swarm of bees, but a mighty giant. Facing the cohesive army, the desolate people feel like ants in front of the giants. They are so weak and powerless, which makes them despair invincible heart.

This is the momentum, the imposing large team slowly approaching the armada tribe.

After the snow fell, the Earth Armor Tribe stood like a pulsatilla in the snow. The Earth Armor Tribe was five times larger than when Gao Feng first saw it. Tents surrounded the Earth Armor Tribe in the center. Behind the Earth Armor Tribe, The towering walls loomed.

Mantou's army is gathering under the wall, and almost all tents have been abandoned. Obviously, Mantou has no confidence in defeating Gaofeng.

In the tent area, there is one of the dirtiest places, no buildings, only dozens of huge pits, one after another, on the snow above the pits, feces mixed with urine were frozen into Ice lumps, as well as some broken pieces of cloth and animal skins, scattered crude tools, and sundries piled up like garbage, and even some broken pottery bowls and jugs can be seen lying on the side of the dung pile.

The environment here is extremely harsh. Under the big pit, you can see black grass mats, which are almost soaked in snow water. Someone dug holes the size of water tanks on the edge of the pit. You can see the bodies of Chinu who froze to death.

This is the place where the Qinu lived. There are still less than [-] Qinu left here, all of them huddled in one of the pits. Death (Don't touch me, black-bellied CEO: replace the bride).

Afterwards, the militiamen parted, revealing Gao Feng who was riding a hunting dog. Gao Gao covered his nose and looked at the dirty and smelly Qinu below. He frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the cooked leather beside him and said:

"They are all bonded slaves? Why do I feel that they are fatter than barren people?"

Gao Feng's question made Shu Pizi not know what to say. When Gao Feng found them, they were all thin like skeletons. Seeing these fat and strong Qinu, even Shu Pizi was a little jealous of them. How much food would it take to grow up? into this?

"My lord..., my lord, I know where the full head is, I know where the full head is..."

Amidst the shouts of panic, a guy with disheveled hair stood up from among the Qinu, waving his arms and shouting loudly. Gao Gao squinted his eyes and stared at this guy, and found that the other Qinu were in awe of this guy, thinking it was one of the Qinu. The leader, let him go up to the front.

"I am Haru from the Hengdao Tribe. I am full of brutality. I have killed thousands of Qinu. I am not ashamed to wait for you. I know that Mantou will definitely be wiped out by the adults. I hid here in advance just to wait for the adults. come over……."

Although Haru looks inconspicuous, he can speak eloquently with his mouth. The simple-minded militiamen around looked at Haru with weird expressions, but they didn't expect that this guy would have expected it before they set off. How smart is it to hide here one step at a time?

Gao Feng looked down at the guy in front of him, saw his twinkling eyes and hidden panic, didn't believe what this guy said, and continued to say to Zhu Pizi:

"Let all the Qinu come out, tidy up, and join the team..."

"My lord, we can't let them join us...."

Suddenly someone shouted loudly, Gao Feng turned his head, and found that it was an honest and dull militiaman shouting. This militiaman had a blue-black welt on his face. Big, with yellow pus, occupying two-thirds of the face, making Gao Feng wonder, why did this kind of person get into the team?

"You..., I know you, you are a spy of the barren man, my lord, kill him, he is the spy sent by the barren man among you... (The latest chapter of the rich and poor wife)."

Haru, who is a desolate man, identified this miserable guy as a spy, causing many people to make a noise in a low voice. Most of the militiamen present were desolate people. Haru didn't understand it, and under provocation, he made a big fuss.

"Crack..." The militiaman didn't panic in the face of Haru's identification, he swung his spear and hit Haru's leg and wrist hard, causing Haru to roll on the ground and howl, and beat Haru, this guy Letting out a bad breath, he knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

"Dead, all dead, all dead, my lord..."

His crying was meaningless, but Gao Feng didn't stop. He put his hands on his lower abdomen, straightened his back, stared at this guy, Shu Pizi's face changed, and he whispered to Gao Feng:

"His last batch of people who escaped covered their heads all day long and didn't talk to anyone. They were frightened to death by the wind and grass. They don't usually look like this..."

Gao Feng had never seen what it looked like in normal times, but he knew something was wrong, so he didn't say anything, waiting for the crying militiamen to speak out.

"It's him, it's all him... He killed all my people, and made their meat into food for these people to eat. Every day, 100 people are killed and eaten..."

Gao Feng didn't react when he heard it, Haru fainted immediately, and fell to the ground with a livid face, like a corpse. All the militiamen around him held their weapons tightly and stared unkindly at the people in the pit.

The originally numb Qinu in the pit heard what the militiamen said, and suddenly became excited. Some knelt on the ground and cried loudly, some jumped and pointed at Haru and cursed loudly, and some knelt on the ground and used dirty His fingers clasped his throat, wanting to vomit.

"Cannibalism?" Gao Feng's heart moved, and he turned his head to look at Shu Pizi. Shu Pizi's mouth was shaking like an electric shock, his eyes were rounded, and he stared blankly at the Qi Nu below. .

"It was him. A whole 100 people were kicked out of the camp, and they killed people in front of us. The killed people were thrown into the pot to boil. The barren people made the 1000 fastest-working people eat meat every day. They ate meat every day. There is meat to eat..."

The militiamen intermittently narrated shocking words, and the other militiamen, whether they were tribal people or barren people, all became horrified and looked at the group of man-eating demons in the pit in horror.

"Why haven't you been eaten?" Gao Feng would not listen to others easily, and stared at the militiamen with scorching eyes.

"That day I was scared and wanted to run away, but was whipped on the face by the desolate man, fell into the pool of blood and passed out..."

Following the narration of the militiamen, a picture was displayed in front of Gao Feng. This guy, who could not be said to be unlucky or lucky, was whipped and fell in the middle of the pool for processing human waste. The pool contained blood, internal organs, hair, and bones. , and a mix of poop, no one bothered to go in and salvage him, instead he was ignored.

He has been lying on the human bones watching the prelude to the slaughter. One by one, the Qinu were driven to the side of the pot. First, their throats were cut to let blood, and then the skin was hooked by hooks, and the whole human skin was pulled off like corneum. Afterwards, the stomach was cut open, and the viscera inside flowed out. All the viscera that could be taken were collected, and those that could not be taken were thrown into the blood pool and soaked together with the blood blisters.

The living people knelt on one side, watching their screaming companions being skinned and dismembered, and they were silently counting when it would be their turn. Come out and kill first.

Some begged for mercy, some cried, some scolded, and some cursed, but none of this could stop the butchers from slaughtering. They were just a group of animals, with blood running down the ground, washing their hair, floating white eyeballs, and cutting off their muscles. The bones piled up into a hill, and the butchers kicked away the rolling human heads at will. When the pots of boiled human flesh were salvaged, they were sent to the front construction site, where a thousand of the hardest-working bondmen ate them.

The militiaman's complaint made Gao Feng smart. He was not angry, or he thought it was no longer worthy of anger.