Massacre in the war is inevitable, but now it is the final stage, so there is no need to kill like this anymore.

The reason why Shengman is still killing is that one is hatred and the other is habit.

Killing the old man has long been engraved in their bones.

Feng Wuyou can't stop it now, even if it's stopped, it's too late.

The art of fighting in a barbarian way is average, and the art of killing is extremely impressive.

Feng Wuyou couldn't bear to see the tragic situation of being familiar and majestic.

No wonder, Shuman was so scared that when he heard the name of Shengman, he was so scared that he fought.

Who can not be afraid of this kind of killing method?

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps came from a distance, and Feng Wuyou's expression changed.

Could it be that another barbaric reinforcements have arrived?

What's the point of coming here?

Shengman is already addicted to killing, and he has become fierce.

Now, many of the more mature people come to you, they are all used to fill in the pit.

Unless, all they come to are the God Guards.

But soon, when those people appeared in sight, Feng Wuyou knew that he had guessed wrongly.

It was actually Wenying.

Feng Wuyou looked at him with a little surprise.

The Great Zhou attacked Xuanniao's tribe, and the pressure inside must be very great, and she didn't expect anyone to come to pick her up.

I have heard of Shengman's combat power from too many places, and she knows very well that these three hundred Shengmans are enough to send her into the village.

But unexpectedly, someone came to Xuanniao tribe.

Huijiu and Wenying, these two people had some interaction with her, but they were not as trusted as she could.

But after this matter, she might have to re-evaluate it.

"Empress..." Wen Ying arrived, looking at the scene in front of her, shocked, there was only speechless.

Feng Wuyou can actually let Shengman be a thug for her. This kind of thing is incredible, but if Feng Wuyou does it, there seems to be nothing strange.

He was speechless for himself.

He tried his best to leave the village and rushed all the way here, hoping that at least once it could prove that he was also useful to Feng Wuyou.

But in the end, it's just in vain.

Feng Wuyou has an almost cruel alienation to people who are not his own.

Because you are not my person, I don’t even need to use you to help.

"It seems that my subordinates are late."

He said self-deprecatingly.

A trace of loss slipped through my heart quickly and sharply.

Feng Wuyou was a little surprised, but didn't say much, and just smiled and said, "It's not too late, I don't know where the secret path of Xuanniao Village is."

I think so, they have only been here for a few days, and they have never thought that they would encounter the siege of the Great Zhou so soon, and they have never thought that when the siege was opened, they were not in the village, but were blocked outside.

Upon hearing this, Wen Ying forced a smile.

He probably only has this kind of effect on Feng Wuyou.

"Where is Huijiu?"

Feng Wuyou changed the topic: "He is in the village alone?"

Wen Ying nodded; "I divided the work with him, I came out to find the queen, and he guarded the village."

"Then we're going back soon."

Feng Wuyou's expression immediately changed slightly: "When you see a signal of help, you don't send reinforcements. The people from Dazhou must be attacking Xuanniao Village crazy."

If I go back too late, maybe the village can no longer be kept.

Feng Wuyou was not worried about too much damage, because Wanhuang could not use firearms.

There are gunpowder jars in the wilderness. This thing once gave Feng Wuyou a headache in Tianlan, but in the wilderness, Feng Wuyou was not worried about their use.

Because the wilderness naturally has restraint on firearms.

This thing was brought to the wilderness by Chu Xuan. When he first made it, he was very excited.

With this thing, when they meet Shengman again, they will not be as irresistible as before, but will have the strength to fight.

However, what they did not expect was that when they used gunpowder jars against Shuman, they caused an explosion that was far more fierce than the gunpowder jar itself.

The explosion was not targeted at all, and no matter how many people in Sheng Ren were, they were severely damaged.

When the first time happened, Shuman only thought it was an accident. Maybe some of them were improperly operating, which caused the gunpowder jar to explode.

But later they found that this had nothing to do with their operations.

As long as you use the gunpowder jar, at least six or seven times inside ten times, it will cause a big explosion of unknown origin.

The explosion was both fierce and violent. As long as it exploded, almost no one could escape.

There is no certain rule for where to fry and where not to fry some places. Some places were obviously not exploded when using gunpowder jars here before, but the second time, it exploded.

There are also some places that were blew up to dust last time, but this time it was safe and safe.

Shuman tried to understand the rules, but after surveying for a long time, he had no idea at all.

Even Chu Xuan was helpless.

After that, there was a wonderful rule on the wild continent: not using firearms.

Because no one knows who died first after the firearm is used.

With this rule, no matter how fierce the Xuanniao tribe is, Feng Wuyou is not worried that it will be too much to kill.

Otherwise, if they used gunpowder jars to bombard each other, they would probably not be able to wait for her to go back.

When Wenying heard this, she immediately led the way ahead.

Halfway through the journey, Feng Wuyou suddenly felt that the air was quickly and cold at a noticeable speed.

She couldn't help but tighten her clothes.

When they went out it was summer, the wilderness and the hot summer was so hot that no one wore too much.

But at this time, the bone-bone chill soaked her bone marrow, which made her subconsciously resist with internal force. Even so, she still couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Seeing this, Wenying immediately looked up at the sky.

I saw a hazy sun in the sky, scattering a blurry halo like a feather egg.

From below, it seems like he has hit Ma Qianke.

“Winter is here.”

Wen Ying said something and said to Feng Wuyou: "Empress Hongfu, the people of Dazhou cannot continue to attack."

If it were somewhere else, Feng Wuyou would definitely ask why.

But at this moment, she didn't have to ask at all.

I have heard of its reputation in the wild winter for a long time, and only when I am truly in it can I realize how terrible it is.

The weather was stuffy and humid in the last second, but the next second, it seemed like it was in an ice cellar.

The temperature between heaven and earth faded in an instant, as if it was sucked away by the strangeness of eating temperature.

All that remains is endless ice.

In such weather, you can only stay in the house and keep the fire to keep warm.

fight?

Battle?

Doing such physical and calorie activities in such weather is simply seeking death! Outside Xuanniao Village, the soldiers of the Great Zhou attacked wildly, and the people inside had already used all their means.

The fortifications on the city wall have long been destroyed, and there are not many arrows left.

As long as they are given some more time and work hard, they will definitely be able to capture the city.

At this moment, cold suddenly came.

The people of the Great Zhou were all native barbarians, and they were very familiar with such weather.

Immediately, I put the bloated animal skin wrapped around my waist on my body at the fastest speed.

If they don't do this, they will be frozen to death.

The people in the village were doing the same thing, and at the same time, Huijiu shouted: "Light! Light up!"
To be continued...