Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! 038  An unexpected result

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"Destroy them! Kill all these sheepmen!"

"For the sake of the village and everyone! Fight with them!"

At night, another war broke out in the Sheep Village on the edge of the Qingqing Grassland.

In the history of this ancient continent, this kind of war may have broken out countless times, but this time the significance is different, because Xiao An got involved and pulled two old enemies who would not have fought together.

The night is getting more and more chaotic.

Whether Xiao An was intentional or unintentional, both sides of the battle had their eyes red. The fierce war broke out near the wheat field. The sheep village, which lacked the strongest group of sheepmen, showed the courage to defend their homes to the death.

The howlings of wolves came one after another. This was the werewolf conveying information and commanding the battle. Their cruel nature was completely stimulated by blood, but the sheep who occupied the advantage of the number of people and the advantage of the geographical location swears to fight to the death. As a large-scale curse of weakness fell, the victory balance began to gradually tilt towards the sheep clan...

The old prophet released two curses. At this time, his face was pale and his lips were trembling behind dozens of Sheep Village people who were not involved in the battle. He whispered: "Do, light the fire! Burn the fire!"

"ignition!"

"Burn these werewolfs here!"

Several strong sheepmen were shouting, and fires rose from the wheat field, and the haystacks in the wheat field were also burning.

In an instant, the flames ignited half of the sky!

The sheep people were very angry! The werewolf's night vision advantage disappeared, and the sheep men and women who were motivated by the prophet before the war were now thinking about protecting this village, protecting their parents and children, and protecting this hot land where they grew up...

Often, they have such beliefs that can sacrifice themselves for others and defeat enemies who are just hunting for "self-instinct". But these are not what fairy tales will write, but they are written in the cruel and cold history of war...

There are no fairy tales in war, thousands of people, monsters are fighting, and humans standing on the corpses of ancient orcs all over the ground with a long sword, are so eye-catching in the fire.

Xiao An's eyes were a little hollow, and he kept turning around and looking at the surrounding venue.

When the first werewolf died, a faint light penetrated into his chest. The werewolf's soul was absorbed by the heart of the beast king in his body... From then on, Xiao An could hear the shouts and conversations around him.

The werewolf shouted:

"It's an ambush! It's an ambush of the sheep! These damn it! Are we going to retreat the leader!"

"These damn sheep don't want to let us go at all! For the last dignity of our wolf clan!"

"Kill them all! That's the price of provoking us!"

What do these werewolfs mean?

Did they... have no idea to attack Yang Village at all? How could it be that he was here, and the incident must have revolved around him, how could it be... how...

The screams of killing around him, the screams and roars before his death, penetrated into his ears one by one. Xiao An stood there blankly, his mind was blank.

There were sheep people falling on the edge of their sight, and werewolfs were constantly being beaten to the head. When the fire shone on the sky, Xiao An suddenly lost his strength on his legs and fell into the pile of corpses. The hollowness in his eyes revealed a little despair...

Are these unnecessary deaths because of themselves?

It was because I was too self-centered... I firmly believed that the wolf clan would attack without any evidence, so I let the children spread the news, and suddenly I felt that the werewolf might have wanted to attack the elite combat power of the village and invade the sheep village again...

Are these all thought of by yourself?

Yes, Xiao An suddenly laughed, a little bitter, and suddenly realized that the "metic" system on weekdays did not give him relevant tasks or prompts. This is definitely not the plot arranged by the system...

Blood gathered into a river and flowed by Xiao An.

On the side of her leg is a passionate uncle who has called Xiao An several times but has not remembered his name...

How could this happen?

I obviously want to protect this village, I obviously don’t want to destroy, I don’t want to break out of war, why...

Dadada...A line of words appeared on those blood...

‘Isn’t this good? You will always go on this path. Only killing and blood can allow you to step to the top of this world step by step and completely destroy this decaying world.’

Xiao An was silent, just kneeling there, his expression from nothing to something, from a bitter smile to a big laugh, in the fire and invasion of blood, he was smiling upward.

Although he was smiling, a tear fell from the corner of his eyes...

Suddenly, the laughter stopped, and Xiao An's face became expressionless again, but from the initial confusion to the firmness at this time.

Regret? Maybe there will be some driven by guilt.

But he is not a man who is immersed in regret and cannot extricate himself. Since this war was planned by him, let him solve it himself.

Holding the long sword, Xiao An looked at the area where the fiercest battle was, and then rushed forward suddenly. The long sword in his hand was raised high, and the nerves that had been oppressed by the war scene finally began to vibrate!

"ah--"

kill!

At this time, there is no need to consider combat effectiveness. Xiao An is agile enough than the Sheep Village people, and the long sword in his hand is sharp enough. Even if he is not as good as an adult Sheep man's combat effectiveness, he can still be mixed with the Sheep man, find the right opportunity to hand out sharp blades to those werewolfs!

"Sir Xiao An! Go back! This is the battle in our Sheep Village!"

Xiao An remained silent, and rushed past the talking sheep man in a low figure. While the werewolf was restrained by the sheep man, his long sword suddenly rose up without blinking!

The broken arm wrapped in black skin flew away, and the werewolf screamed. Xiao An's figure rolled past the werewolf, his face was stained with dark red blood. He raised his hand and smashed the fireball technique to the left, helping another sheep man to relieve the opponent's offensive.

Without stopping, Xiao An ran around in the chaos of war, and every time he made a move, he was decisive and ruthless.

Although he was taking a great risk, he had no idea of ​​retreating at this time. He just wanted to kill one more and save one more... to slightly relieve the guilt in his heart.

In his chest, a warm breath flowed on Xiao An's limbs, making him move more urgently and lighter and faster.

If Xiao An was in the mood to take a look at his combat power at this time, he would find that he was no longer as "low-end" as four or five thousand. Of course, Xiao An could not control when this aura appeared, and those numbers had no other effect except for a simple comparison and measurement that made him "know in his mind".

The battle continues.

Xiao An kept shuttled through the battlefield near the fire, active in the area where werewolf had a local advantage, and the long sword in his hand had been stained with countless blood...

Compared to these ancient orcs who have strong "basic power" but have not mastered too many combat skills, Xiao An is obviously more "professional", and it is more inclined to make people see that wherever Xiao An passes, those black wind demon wolves who help fight for werewolf will avoid them from afar...

During the battle, a sheep man rushed behind Xiao An and shouted urgently: "Master Xiao An! Go and persuade the prophet! The prophet insists on using witchcraft again!"

This foreigner is very popular with the prophets. He goes to the prophet's house every day, which is almost a treatment that most villagers do not have.

Xiao An stopped rushing forward and turned his head to look at the old prophet who was surrounded by people behind. The old man was standing on a milling platform because he was short...

"That's his business."

Xiao An whispered, lowered his head and rushed towards the battle situation ahead. The sheep man uncle stamped his feet, carried a hatchet and rushed out with Xiao An.

Finally, the third curse that accelerated the war to the end fell again, this time the scope became wider, almost covering the entire wheat field. The werewolf's movement immediately became slow, as if someone had pressed the button slowly.

The sheep people suddenly started, and the battle immediately took one-sided form. The werewolf's living power was severely weakened during the duration of the curse...

Ao--

A wolf howl came from the entrance of the wheat field. The werewolf, who was about to be divided and surrounded, suddenly exploded, and then turned around and retreated in all directions.

And those demon wolves began to pounce forward desperately, using their lives to cover the "producer" to retreat...

Soon, the werewolf disappeared into the dark night outside the wheat field, leaving only the bodies covered with the wheat field, and the fires that were still burning.

The breath flowing in the limbs retracted back to his chest. Xiao An's legs trembled and he knelt on the ground weakly. He leaned on the long knife in his right hand, but his arms were trembling constantly...

This sharp long sword has been severely curled. Because there is no blood groove, the werewolf's blood splattered Xiao An's face.

His mind was blank, and Xiao An sat there blankly. When crying sounds came from behind him, Xiao An recovered some strength, slowly stood up, turned around and walked towards the area where the sheep were gathering.

There were a few sheepmen crying in grief, "Prophet, wake up, prophet," and so on.

The only "magic" in the village, the only prophet who mastered "rescue witchcraft" was lying on the milling platform, with less intake and more exhaustion, and it was almost impossible.

When he saw Xiao An coming, someone seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw and shouted: "Mr. Xiao An, please save the prophet!"

"Well," Xiao An took a blue pill the size of a fingernail in his ring with a serious face. The crowd separated and he walked quickly inside, but there were thousands of sheep people around him, and he had not been able to enter for a while.

At this time, the prophet suddenly opened his eyes as if he was looking back, looked at the sheep uncles and aunts around him, and smiled peacefully first, and whispered: "I may not be able to do it anymore. I must protect the village..."

"Prophet, you are surely fine!"

"You can't leave us! The village cannot help us without the prophet!"

"It's just that before you can cultivate a suitable latecomer, the responsibility of the prophet, you yourself..." The old prophet sighed, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

At this time, the old prophet seemed to have thought of something, maybe it was a sudden flash of inspiration before his death.

If you can become a prophet, you must not be a fool, otherwise this sheep village would not have grown to its current scale.

Before the war, the old prophet had investigated through inquiries. The message of witnessing werewolf was first transmitted by those lambs who had not yet grown up, and it seemed that they were the so-called "reporters" of the Sheepman Daily...

When I was trapping the foreigner to take risks and notify the expedition and hunting team to be careful, the foreigner did not refuse or be afraid at all. Instead, he seemed to be "going happily"...

Also, these werewolfs that suddenly attacked seemed to be brought back by foreigners...

A picture appeared in the old prophet's mind that was about to fall into darkness - Xiao An grabbed a few chess pieces and showed a cold sneer at himself.

He instantly widened his old eyes.

Just so happened that Xiao An's voice came from the side.

"Let me have medicine here to try."
To be continued...