Apocalyptic Dark Age

"What do these people have to offer? The Fortress of Despair has supported us with 50,000 bags of grain, but it may not be able to support the harvest next year. The wilderness is full of desolate people. Women and children are a group of thieves who will steal from your nest if you are not careful. Go out and wait until next year when the food is planted, you may steal more..."

Luo Ya was like an old lady who kept mumbling these things. Shen Wuji didn't listen to everything he said. The two people have different ways of thinking, different levels, and naturally different goals.

"Loya, if one day you feel that the wilderness is too small and can no longer accommodate you, what will you do?"

Shen Wuji suddenly interrupted Luo Ya's muttering, leaving Luo Ya stunned for a while, and then said: "How is it possible? Where would we go if we were not in the wilderness? Only the wilderness is the most familiar, even if we are behind the Fortress of Despair, even if I am showing off, , What does it matter? There are always people stronger than you, there are always families you can't afford to offend, there are always..."

"You haven't experienced it, how do you know that it will happen? If it were before, I would have believed everything you said, but now... people like you and me may not have some opportunities, maybe..."

At this point, Shen Wuji found that Luo Ya didn't listen at all. He felt bored and no longer wanted to say more. He pinched Yue Lasha's chin, raised her cheek, and their eyes met, as if they were intoxicated by Yue Lasha's coldness. In the malicious eyes.

"Retreat, then all the thousands of deserters in front will be promoted to tribal warriors, and tell the deserters below that as long as they survive that day, they can become the official warriors of the southern wilderness..."

Luo Ya was about to give the order for the new team of deserters to attack, when he suddenly heard what Shen Wuji said and couldn't understand it again.

"There is a long-standing old saying, called the great waves wash away the sand. The reason why these desolate people are able to survive to this day is that they are almost all people with clever minds and good skills. The most important thing is that they have luck. Such people cannot be wasted like this..."

Loya refused to comment on what Shen Wuji said, but there was no need to disagree over this trivial matter now. Loya didn't know that Shen Wuji's hand happened to be the key to the Tianclaw tribe.

"How is that possible? They didn't continue to force the deserters to attack. All the surviving deserters were taken in individually and given food and clothes?"

When Gao Feng heard this information, he jumped up in shock and his expression changed drastically. The second elder was confused about his state and why Gao Feng was so rude.

"It's not a big deal, right? They only accepted a small number of desert people, and most of the desert people will still die here..."

The second elder blinked his small eyes and said uncertainly. Gao Feng's face was livid, and he walked back and forth with his hands behind his back. Sometimes his fists were tightly clenched, and sometimes they were suddenly released, showing a tortured struggle.

"I just want them to kill the surviving desolate people. This will make the desolate people behind despair. After despair, they will be easily instigated by us to rebel. But once they have hope, the desolate people are willing to fight us to the end, and they will also Fight for that glimmer of hope. If this is the case, we will face tens of thousands of real enemies..."

What is the real enemy? The second elder is not very clear. In his opinion, both the coalition forces and the desert people are enemies, and there is no real explanation. However, Gao Feng knows that the desert people belong to the third party in the middle. They are not voluntary and can only be experienced. After suffering heavy casualties, the deserted people will be awakened by the corpses and blood, so they can fight back and find a way out.

But the unknown opponent actually saw through the hidden dangers of this war first. If a person is not blocked, he will not sink the boat. This is how the deserted man is. But once there is hope, even the flowers and moon in the water and the castle in the air can be saved. Be a hope.

"The tribal alliance seems to have withdrawn its troops. There should be no war today..."

The second elder looked at the deserted warriors who were receding like the tide and said in surprise. Gao Feng glanced over and focused his attention again on the small deserted survivor camp on the edge of the camp. There, he could vaguely see the deserted warriors. Being reorganized, once the reorganization is completed, they will be the banner of the deserted people and the hope of survival.

"No, we can't let them live..."

Gao Feng suddenly clenched his fist and said loudly, which made the second elder look sideways in surprise. His little eyes were full of disbelief. He didn't know if Gao Feng had a high fever, but he started talking nonsense.

"But... but..."

The second elder stammered and wanted to argue, but Gao Feng did not give him the chance and said again:

"Let the pole draw a hundred people from the elite warriors, a hundred warriors who are not afraid of death. Tonight we launch a counterattack and kill all the deserters... and end the hope of the deserters..."

Gao Feng suddenly sat down and decided. The second elder stepped back a few steps, seemingly frightened by this order.

"There are more than a thousand of them, and behind them is a camp of tens of thousands of people. How can we kill them all..."

The second elder's question was considered common sense by most people, but Gao Feng wanted to break this common sense. He stared at the huge coalition camp with ferocious eyes and said coldly:

"We have to kill them all if we can't kill them all. This is the only way. Once we kill them all, the desert people will never trust the coalition again. Only in this way can we have a chance of survival..."

The second elder was silent. He didn't understand what the real cause of this war was. Was it the Tianzhao woman or anything else? It didn't matter. What mattered was, could they survive? There were too many Desolate people killed. In two days, nearly ten thousand Desolate people were down there. Once the Desolate people surrendered to the canyon, I believe that no living thing could survive.

Gao Feng had been sitting on the top of the mountain watching the red clouds dimming. Just as the night was about to come, the sound of soft footsteps came from behind. As soon as he heard this sound, Gao Feng knew that the person coming was a woman. Men would not use such light footsteps.

"Your dinner..." Mo Yuan's words were not soft, a little stiff and trembling. Gao Feng suddenly turned back to look at Mo Yuan, only to find that her eyes were staring straight at the mountains in front of Gao Feng, which were piled up like hills. In the pile of corpses, there are still many desolate people who have not died, moaning in pain, or crawling and wailing in the pile of corpses.

"You..." Smelling the bloody smell and looking at this human tragedy, Mo Yuan's whole body began to tremble, and her teeth were chattering. She couldn't help but ask Gao Feng, but she only said one word, and then Gao Feng's cold eyes suddenly stopped.

"You want to ask me why I didn't save them?" Gao Feng did not get angry or sarcastic, but asked Mo Yuan seriously, making her nod repeatedly.

"I don't know how many more people will die, I don't know how many of our people will be injured, and I don't know how many wounded people will be waiting to deprive us of the medicines we are in short supply. Do you agree with this reason?"

Gao Feng did not act like a great elder to Mo Yuan. Instead, he explained calmly like an ordinary friend chatting. Mo Yuan didn't know what to say for a moment. She kept holding the food box in her chest but forgot about it. He looked at Gaofeng, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what to think about.

"I can see that you have no blood on your hands. You are a rare clean person. In the underground base, many people have never seen killing in their lives?"

Gao Feng picked up a broken spear-throwing pole and wrote the words freedom, equality, peace, etc. on the ground that was soaked in blood under his feet. However, Mo Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up and she couldn't help but say :

"You...are you also an underground person? Or maybe you are a descendant of the underground people. Many of your predecessors were exiled to the wilderness in the past, and then we never heard from them again..."

Mo Yuan was caught up in the excitement of meeting an old friend in a foreign land, and she agreed with her own judgment wishfully. If so, everything would make sense. She and Shi Peng were hidden by Gao Feng, and Shi Peng escaped without punishing her and allowed her to teach her. Hundreds of children learned about the underground people, and Shi Peng was not killed after being caught. All this shows that Gao Feng has a close relationship with the underground people.

"I told you before that I have nothing to do with the underground people. I am just me. Gao Feng. Now please answer my question. Is there no killing in the underground world, equality and freedom?"

Peak increased the volume. Mo Yuan woke up from her excitement, but was no longer afraid of Gao Feng as before. She took the initiative to sit next to Gao Feng. Gao Feng turned to look at the girl who was afraid of corpses and blood, waiting for the answer.

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