"Fire!"
In the originally quiet camp.
Just as the native priest was about to rest, a shrill cry came from outside.
"Fire? Where is the fire? "
The noise broke the priest's nerves. When he heard that there was a fire, he hurriedly got up and walked outside.
As soon as he opened the door, the priest turned pale with fright.
He saw that the camp was already on fire, especially the houses in the east, which were the most tragic. At this time, countless tribesmen and family members came out, and it was a mess.
The priest's heart was in a mess, and his facial features were twisted together. He grabbed a native who was putting out the fire and asked, "How did this fire start?"
The native was stunned and hurriedly said, "The enemy broke through the fence!"
"Enemy?!"
The priest's body trembled, and he pushed the native away. Then, he staggered and looked into the distance.
With this look, the priest's face turned even paler.
If the surrounding fire could still be controlled, then the front had become a sea of fire.
The camp was surrounded by trees. In the past, the giant trees were the best barrier to stop the enemy, but now, the trees became a natural moat, completely cutting off the camp from the outside world.
Someone set the fire?
The priest was slightly anxious, but he did not completely lose his judgment.
His rationality told him that this was not a simple fire, but someone deliberately set the fire!
However, it was no longer important who set the fire. What was important was to gather people and escape from here as soon as possible. If all the trees outside were set on fire, the entire camp would be wiped out.
What a vicious plan!
They want to wipe out my entire family!
The priest gritted his teeth, and his chest was filled with pain as if it was about to be torn apart!
He took a deep breath and shouted, "Everyone, come over here!"
"This fire can't be extinguished! If you want to live, come here, let's rush out! "The priest's face was extremely gloomy. His brows were tightly knitted, and his uncontrollable anger made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
Fear awakened some people's thoughts. Some natives calmed down and gathered their family members.
The number of people gradually increased. The priest looked at the miserable people around him, and he felt like his heart was being stabbed by a knife.
Taking one last look at the dilapidated camp, the priest gritted his teeth and roared, "The camp can't be saved anymore. Don't panic, let's rush out now!"
Years of painstaking efforts were destroyed, and the bitterness in the Priest's heart could not be described.
But as long as there were people, there was hope.
As long as he rushed out, he still had a chance to turn the tables.
Although his heart was still filled with reluctance, the priest still took a step forward and led everyone out of the village.
…
Fire.
There was fire everywhere, and the raging fire dyed the entire day a dim yellow. Not far away from the camp, there were panicked and terrified screams, and indistinct cries for help.
Zhang Jianxiong looked at everything coldly.
He told himself that this was not the time to be overly compassionate. These [Creatures] that he had killed were not humans at all. They were just a group of enemies.
In peaceful times, Zhang Jianxiong was a leader of the underworld. He was already familiar with this kind of killing scene.
He wasn't as experienced as Wei Xun.
His ability was inferior to Xu Zhe's.
Under such circumstances, Zhang Jianxiong could only rely on his merits to win Chen Feng's attention and have a chance to rise.
The fire hindered the hope of most people to escape.
But there would still be a group of lucky people who escaped, and a bloody battle was inevitable.
Time passed by second by second.
Along with a shout, there was a sound.
The indigenous people who had already gathered ran over from afar.
They were rampaging in the raging fire, and everyone's face was filled with panic and urgency. Now, after seeing the enemy's true identity, they suddenly looked crazy and rushed towards the warrior with weapons raised.
But no one knew that what was waiting for them was not a chance to live, but a path of death without light.
"Raise your guns!"
Zhang Jianxiong's face was cold, and his eyes were filled with a chill like ice. As if he was venting the most negative emotions in his heart, he used all his strength to shout angrily,
"Shoot!"
Everything happened too quickly and suddenly. The fire was like this, and so was the rain of bullets in front of them.
The camp was on fire, and everyone was lucky to escape. However, in front of them was not the joy of surviving, but the attack of the dark rain of bullets.
The indigenous people were in a mess, and under the threat of death, many of them could not wait to escape!
However, the fire in the camp was getting fiercer and fiercer, and the surroundings were blocked. At this moment, the aggressive indigenous people were simply powerless to go up and down.
This was a bloody massacre.
Some of the warriors still had a limit to their endurance. They looked at everything in front of them with fear and trepidation. There were many corpses scattered around. Some were directly shot to death, some were shot in the leg and fell to the ground, wailing in pain. There were even some who were trampled to death in panic. Everything in front of them was too shocking. A young warrior finally couldn't hold it in and suddenly vomited. He vomited so much that even his bile came out.
Zhang Jianxiong looked at all of this coldly.
Many people died.
The short distance of tens of meters between the two sides became a dividing line between life and death.
What's more!
He saw a boy in his teens. He was supposed to have a very long life, but now, he fell in a pool of blood and died.
War was cruel.
Whether it was to the killed or to the killer, this was an indelible shadow in their hearts.
Enough people had died, but Zhang Jianxiong could not call for a stop. Because, things had come to this point, and he still did not hear Chen Feng's order to stop.
He knew who gave him everything. Compared to the 'pitiful' indigenous people, there was only one person who could make him stop the killing, and that was Chen Feng.
Without Sir's order, this battle would not end.
"# & amp …"
At this moment, the air suddenly became turbid, with a faint stench that made people want to vomit. Even the chilly wind blowing from the hillside was very cold, as if there were countless knives cutting on the skin. It was unbearable, especially when the sand and dust in the chilly wind entered the eyes, which was very uncomfortable.
There were screams everywhere, and there were corpses everywhere.
"No!!!"
Seeing everything in front of him, the priest's eyes were about to split open. An unprecedented anger made him roar to express the anger in his heart.
At this point, he could finally confirm that this was indeed a premeditated attack.
Fire, ammunition, a large number of enemies.
All of these constituted the massacre in front of him. His own people all died in front of him …
Familiar faces turned into cold corpses in front of him. Even as an executioner, who did not know how many lives he had sacrificed in his life, his heart was still filled with sadness and anger. Of course, there was more helplessness and fear.
The priest was scared!
But more than that, there was resentment!
Panic, hatred, helplessness, fear, horror;
Countless emotions gathered together, and the priest seemed to have made some kind of decision. He trembled as he took out a dagger, and then fiercely stabbed his own chest.
"Cough cough!"
The priest fell to the ground and coughed. Traces of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were red, and he muttered something. At the same time, the surrounding blood floated a trace of light at the same time, as if it was energy. Accompanied by a suction force, it was sucked into the distance.
"Boom!"
Not long after, a violent explosion came from afar.
A powerful and terrifying aura was spreading. Even the warriors who had gone berserk from the killing had a shocked expression on their faces, not knowing what was going on.
Earthquake?
Lady Misfortune stood at the side. A battle of this level was not even worthy of her personally participating. But at this time, when she felt this power, her face turned pale.
A powerful force descended on this land. As a professional, Lady Misfortune's sense of energy was far more sensitive than ordinary people.
Looking at the panicked crowd, the priest showed a crazy smile. He used the last of his strength and roared from his chest.
If translated into human language.
The meaning of this sentence was … …
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