"Uh..., I feel dizzy."
Zhang Xuli slowly climbed up from the pile of rubble, touched his head with his left hand, and pushed away a broken piece of wood that was pressing on him with his right hand. He stood up and said with a confused look on his face: "What's going on? Damn it, if you sleep, the house will collapse."
There was a mess all around. Zhang Xuli walked out of the ruins and looked around, as if he hadn't woken up from his sleep.
"Run quickly, don't just stand there."
Zhang Xuli stared at the villagers running past in front of him, and then looked at the many people lying on the ground. He seemed to understand instantly and said casually: "Mom, this is the rhythm of a fight."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man ran ten meters away and shouted again: "Village Chief, Village Chief, someone is here to fight..."
No one responded in the panic. There were only villagers wandering around and people from other villages who were constantly chasing and killing.
Zhang Xuli looked in the direction where the people from the other village were chasing him.
On a low slope not far away, three or four people were standing.
One of them, a young man with a slender figure and handsome features in long clothes, said to a burly middle-aged man next to him: "Village Chief, in recent years our two villages have had constant grievances. This time we ransacked the village to protect it. I'm afraid they will Will take revenge on us."
The middle-aged man called the village chief is named Xiu Jie, and he is the chief of Roy Village.
At this moment, Xiujie's eyes were fixed on the villagers who were running away in front of him.
"Fu Tuo, don't let them have the chance to retaliate against us this time." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiu Jie tightened the knife that was still bleeding in his hand and said fiercely: "Kill them all."
What, kill them all, Futuo was stunned.
On the Central Continent, human beings slowly gathered together for a better survival. As time passed, nearly 10,000 villages were formed.
Villages of all sizes are scattered across the continent, some far away, some close, and some separated only by a stream.
For hundreds of years, the villages lived in peace with each other, and some closer villages built roads in order to trade goods.
"Is there something wrong with this?" Futuo was worried. After all, this was an unprecedented thing. If it was recorded in the annals of history, it would be infamy for thousands of years.
"Is there any other way?" Xiu Jie's tone became impatient and his voice began to increase in volume.
"This..." Futuo didn't know what to say for a moment.
Starting from the year 210 of the Central Continent Calendar, villages on the Central Continent have occasionally gathered to fight over resources, but there has never been any talk of annihilating a village.
"Village chief," Futuo pondered: "Killing them all may arouse the anger of other villages. It is better to kill their village chiefs and then turn their villagers into our villagers."
Hearing this, Xiu Jie turned to stare at Futuo and laughed: "Okay, haha, this is a good idea. This way our Roy Village will be twice as powerful."
It is impossible to become twice as powerful. There will always be people who are unwilling to join and run away, and resources will be damaged, but it is certain to become stronger by absorbing a village. Futuo is not willing to massacre the village, so he can only come up with this method.
Zhang Xuli couldn't find the village chief in the chaos, and the villagers around him had almost run away.
"It's over," Zhang Xuli sighed, "I didn't expect that when I just came to this village to make a living, something like this would happen. It's really unlucky." I complained to God eighteen times, but it was useless to think about it. Run.
After running only two or three steps, I bumped into people from Roy Village who were grabbing things.
The people from Roy Village were also stunned for a moment. They didn't expect there was anyone nearby. Just as they were about to speak, they saw Zhang Xuli kicking him over.
"Fuck you."
Zhang Xuli kicked the man from Roy village away and crashed into a broken house.
"I really thought I had no strength." Zhang Xuli was proud for two seconds, then remembered that there were people from Roy Village around him, and immediately started running. If he didn't run at this time, he would be a fool.
After leaving the village entrance, Zhang Xuli collapsed on the ground with a bang. "Oh, I'll go, I'm too tired." He spread his palms to cool down his face while looking towards the village.
At this time, Xiujie and other people from Roy Village gathered the remaining people who came to protect the village and posted a notice. Anyone who was willing to join Roy Village could stay and their houses would be returned.
Seeing that there were no more killings, the mood of the villagers who came to protect the village was more stable, and the houses were returned, they simply stopped running and ran outside. They didn't even have houses. They might as well be here. Many people expressed their willingness to stay.
After An Ding came to protect the villagers, Xiujie and Futuo walked from the center of the village to the entrance of the village, followed by two strong men.
"Village Chief, I really didn't expect it to go so smoothly." A smile appeared on Futuo's face, and he was in a happy mood. It was a credit to him.
Xiu Jie was very happy when he saw that his territory had grown so much. He didn't even close his mouth, "Well, not bad, your method is better. I wanted to kill them all, but what's the use of killing them all? It's just a pity. The old thing has not been found.”
The old guy Xiu Jie mentioned was naturally the village chief Luo Sanmoxi who came to protect the village.
"Luo Sanmo is a bloody man, why did he run away?" Xiu Jie was a little puzzled. He couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he looked around and vaguely saw a person sitting on the grass at the entrance of the village. He was startled and immediately stretched out his hand. Pointing one finger: "Futuo, look, is that person at the entrance of the village Luo Sanmoxibustion?"
Futuo took a look and saw that the distance was not too far, but the face could not be seen clearly at all. Besides, why was Luo Sanmoxi sitting at the entrance of the village when he had nothing to do?
"Looking at the body shape, it shouldn't be the same." Futuo said.
"Yeah." Zhang Xuli, who was slumped on the grass, saw Xiu Jie and Fu Tuo walking over. He patted the dust on his body with his hands and prepared to run away. He cursed: "I'm afraid of these dog teeth." You ran outside the village. If you don't let me go, if you dare to leave the village, I will turn you into mud."
Having said that, the man had already stood up and was about to turn around and run away when he suddenly heard a "dang" sound. This was definitely the sound of a sword, and Zhang Xuli turned around sharply.
"Oh, why are there people who are not afraid of death?" After saying that, he sat on the grass again and started watching the fight. He was still muttering: "Why are you working so hard? I just like to watch fights. If you fight, I will watch. If you don't fight, I will leave. Anyway, I don't fight. If someone gets hit, it won't be you who hurts. it's me."
Before he finished speaking, Xiu Jie's sword was already dancing wildly in the air. The air flow quickly gathered and rotated, forming silvery flowers, which were smashed towards a man who was about 50 years old one after another.
"Hurry, Luo Sanmoxibustion is here." Futuo on the side shouted.
The two strong men from Roy Village rushed to Luo Sanmoxibustion, one on the left and the other on the right, and swung two steel knives at Luo Sanmomoxibustion.
The power of this sword is far inferior to Xiujie's, but it is definitely not comparable to ordinary people.
