There was a faint smoke, and the smell of barbecue was already filling the air.

The so-called stronghold was just a simple campfire, where six or seven foreigners gathered together carrying the prey they had killed.

There is no fixed village.

There is no fixed base.

In this huge space, the landform features are like a primitive jungle.

Food and water sources are all available, even inexhaustible. It is not an exaggeration to describe it.

The acid mist filling the air is something foreigners are accustomed to.

But these corrosive acid mist will corrode the weapons of those prairie dogs to a great extent.

Especially those energy weapons that give alien warriors a headache.

Even if a child holds it in his hand, he is capable of killing spirit-level warriors.

But things are different now. The longer this precision weapon is exposed to acid mist, the greater the damage it will cause.

In other words, this is a hunting ground tailor-made for them.

All the alien warriors were happily enjoying this hunting feast.

As for those prairie dogs, they can only be buried under the ground like the huge iron can. The huge steel fortress is now completely useless.

When the food is exhausted, they will emerge obediently and let them kill.

Six foreign warriors sat around the campfire, enjoying the aroma of the barbecue in front of them. The fat sheep under the charcoal fire had been roasted to a golden brown skin, and fat dripped on the charcoal fire from time to time.

With a "sizzling" sound, the aroma wafts wantonly, making people's Adam's apple squirm.

"rustle……"

At this time, the sound of footsteps in the bushes made the six people alert, and they all picked up their weapons, but they waited until the bushes were pushed aside.

The six people looked at each other and immediately put down their guard.

In the bushes, Aba'er, who had been running for his life in embarrassment just now, strolled out of the bushes.

The dwarf sitting in front of the bonfire glanced this way and couldn't help but joked: "Aba'er, it looks like your harvest is not very good!"

"bad luck!"

Abal lowered his head and sat on the stone with a look of embarrassment.

When the others saw this, they laughed and said nothing.

According to the agreement, after occupying the tin cans built by the prairie dogs, everyone's territory will be calculated based on the head.

The more people there are, the better the treatment will be.

One person saw Abaer's dejected look and couldn't help but comfort him: "Don't be angry, eat something. This is just the beginning. If you wait, I don't believe how long those marmots in tin cans can last!"

Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi frowned slightly.

There are at least nearly 20,000 soldiers inside the entire fortress, not counting the spiritual masters and ordinary logistics personnel. In total, there are at least nearly 40,000 people inside the fortress.

What a huge number this is.

The amount of military rations consumed every day is calculated based on tonnage level.

Even if there were sufficient reserves before, as for the water source, the water reserve inside the fortress would only last for a few days.

It seems that it won't last long, and if it can't get support, it will be in trouble.

"In contrast, what I'm more worried about is whether support from these marmots will appear outside at any time..."

He said it seemingly unintentionally.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, others sneered.

It seems that these marmots are eager for rescue to come immediately.

Ding Xiaoyi saw the smiles on their faces and realized that he had thought too much.

This time, there were seventy-two tribes in the Eastern Gulf, gathering tens of thousands of warriors.

More than a dozen first-class tribe leaders sacrificed themselves to unleash their potential and unleash disaster spirit-level power.

As this battle continues, all the alien races in the Eastern Archipelago will be invested, and their wealth, which spans decades, will all be thrown in.

If this force cannot swallow the fortress of Area 25, then these foreigners on the Eastern Islands will be in big trouble from now on.

If the aliens were not completely sure about this huge gamble, how could they dare to take such a risk?

A group of people were eating roast mutton.

Each shared the results and information at hand.

The dwarf among the six seems to have some commanding talents.

Among all the people, he gained the most, with six heads around his waist.

While eating roasted lamb, he drew a circle on the ground with bones and analyzed it for them.

"We can't go to the east, there are at least a thousand people guarding the water source there.

To the west is a deep forest, rugged and difficult to navigate, filled with acid mist, so we won’t gain much if we go there.

But you definitely can't go to the north. There is nothing there and the terrain is flat. But if those marmots want to retreat, they must go from the north. If we encounter them, we will be seeking death.

So in the end everyone discussed and decided to go to the south. The situation there is very complicated, with streams and swamps, and there will be more marmots choosing to go here!"

After analyzing a lot of things in one breath, Chaozi.

It attracted a burst of praise and recognition from everyone.

"Hehe, a head is about ten meters in size. This time we muster up our energy and kill a few more. If we are lucky and kill a few soul exterminators, we will be prosperous!"

"Yes, I still hope to save enough for my girl's dowry!"

"Your girl? God? Your girl is as skinny as a bamboo pole. If you don't kill seventeen or eight of them, I'm afraid your girl won't be able to get married in this life!"

The six people burst into laughter immediately.

As he was talking, the short man suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Aba'er, who was sitting next to him.

I couldn't help but ask: "Abaer, are you okay?"

When the dwarf asked this, the others couldn't help but raise their heads and look at Aba'er.

Ding Xiaoyi slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

Gazing at the short man, Chi Guoguo's murderous intention made the short man feel nervous.

"Sorry, I don't think you still have a chance to realize your ideals!"

After Ding Xiaoyi finished speaking, a black broadsword appeared out of thin air in his hand. The blade was raised and struck at the alien warrior nearest him.

With an unexpected knife strike, the head of the big man who was still holding the leg of lamb was cut in half.

Blood mixed with white liquid splashed from the head.

"You're crazy!"

The others screamed, but Ding Xiaoyi had no intention of stopping. He pointed his blade and slashed directly at the leader of the dwarf.

"Crystal Armor!"

Seeing the blade coming, the dwarf quickly activated his spiritual energy, only to see that his arms were covered with a layer of crystals.

This move revealed his high-level soul-breaking strength.

No wonder one person has six heads in his hand.

But the dwarf obviously underestimated this black sword.

Xuantong Beast's nails were not something that his poor psychic crystal armor could withstand, not to mention the power of his angry sword, which made the air emit a harsh sonic boom.

The arms that were blocking his chest were instantly cut in half, and the dwarf's shrill and desperate screams drew a long arc in the air.

He suddenly stopped when his head hit the big rock behind him. At this moment, a huge gash was opened in his chest, and blood surged to his throat, completely annihilating the scream.

Seeing that the dwarf could not even bear a single blow, the other four people saw Abaer with red eyes, and they couldn't help but yelled: "You madman!"

As he spoke, the four of them looked at each other, made a quick decision, and ran in four different directions.

Ding Xiaoyi followed the figure on the left with a cold face. Duoling stepped down and followed behind him like a ghost, aiming at the alien warrior's spine with a knife.

After knocking one person away, he quickly chased and killed another person.

"No, don't kill me!"

When he saw Abaer getting closer and closer with a black sword behind him, he screamed for mercy.

But his begging for mercy made Ding Xiaoyi even more angry.

"If it were the prairie dog in your mouth who begged for mercy like this, would you let him go?"

While speaking, he ignored the confused look on the face of the foreigner in front of him and chopped off his head with a sword.

Four people were killed by him personally, but the other two had escaped without a trace.
To be continued...