Chapter 354

The green cactus forms a signboard, and everyone escapes along the route!

Horse hoofs trample, wolf smoke billows.

In the rear area, the vast ice tide followed, but there were cactus intercepts along the way. Countless cactus jumped out of the wasteland and exploded directly after being swallowed by the ice tide, blocking the ice tide offensive and striving for a glimmer of vitality for the large army.

No one expected that winter would fall early and destroy all the materials in the wasteland with its usual more ferocious and cruel power!

But when they were in despair, the sage's magic saved them.

Therefore, facing the cold wind, a wolf cavalry looked at the cactus pointing the way and the calm Xiao Han on the top of the chariot. He couldn't help showing his awe and worship.

"I've decided. When I die, the tombstone will be made like this to show respect to the city Lord!"

A wolf cavalry waved a spear and excitedly pointed to a cactus with "one hand, one 6".

The surrounding wolf cavalry were slightly stunned at first, and then they opened their mouths one after another and agreed with the idea that it was wonderful to be in the coffin.

Xiao Han, who was regarded as the "king of cactus", twitched his cheeks.

When the snow disaster hit, did these people have no sense of crisis?

Although it's good to keep an optimistic attitude, do you want everyone to go to your grave and have a party by casting the tombstone behind you in this shape?

"Wheezing!"

Wrapped in the blood flame, a Amethyst grape was instilled into the hegemonic power of the devil flame, like a black hole.

When the effect of [immortal pointing the way] dissipates, the ice tide will sweep up again. Xiao Han decides to blow up the ice tide with a killer mace.

If a sword crosses the river of time, it should be reasonable and reasonable for him to blow up the ice tide all the way with a divine grape.

However, in order to improve the speed, Xiao Han asked the blood crow to abandon the materials of more than a dozen carriages and reduce the load. Then, he asked the sky to be responsible for the brilliance of translation and reconnaissance, led the wolves to attack in the front. Once a roadblock was found, he reminded the members in the rear to avoid it.

And he, with his bright potential surging in his pupils, is always alert to sudden situations!

……

"Ha ha, fuck you, this is my thing!"

"Shit! This is clearly what I grabbed! Go to hell!"

"Please, without this winter food, my children will starve to death!"

"Tut Tut, my daughter looks very good. The meat on her body must be very delicate. Let's enjoy it for the brothers first, and then kill it to make dried meat!"

"Mom ~ Wuwu!"

In the town where the riot subsided, the repressed civilians sent the Lord's family to hang. Because there was no order to manage, the winter supplies in the city were frantically scrambled.

The winter disaster that breaks out every four years, if it is an ordinary level, also means that at least 10% of the people in the town die of cold and hunger, mostly the elderly and children.

Without the taste of starvation, it is impossible to understand that people who are extremely hungry can do almost anything.

At that time, even the dead buried in the snow were valuable food.

They even stole babies who opened their eyes and only looked at the world, energetic young children, skinned and cut meat with knives, barbecued dead tree branches, or had a big meal like wild animals.

Even without the Lord's exploitation, they were forced to survive, killing each other and competing for the chance to live.

This is the norm in northern Europe, just as big fish eat small fish. The weak can only be dominated by the strong. Life and death are controlled in one thought.

"Alas, if only they had left more dried fish."

A woman in sackcloth complained that the rusty kitchen knife chopped a piece of meat on the board.

"Come on, but if those thieves dare to kill the Lord, the people of the principality will arrest them sooner or later."

Another man was also chopping broken meat, cutting it with a knife, splashing large pieces of meat flowers and several pieces of nails.

He was naked with three blood marks cut by sharp tools on his arm, but he casually wrapped it with a few pieces of linen.

Next to it are several bottles of brewed oil, which can be used as lamp oil in winter with herbs picked on the wasteland.

"The meat of these nobles is very delicate. It's a pity to make lamp oil."

The meat chopper muttered, shook his head and continued to put into production.

Cutting, a few drops of water fell on the broken meat along his face.

For a moment, the man was stiff. He touched the tears on his face and his eyes were red.

His second and third daughters died at the hands of the dandy of the Lord.

When he braved the wind and snow and went crazy to look for his children, there were two delicate bodies with scars in an abandoned wooden house.

The seeds of resentment are buried here, waiting for an opportunity to break out.

The nobles were executed, but the bullied civilians felt that they could not be hanged ten thousand times. Coupled with the shortage of materials for the winter, their bodies were contested by dozens of hated civilians and whipped with various kinds of torture.

Compared with these revenge civilians, the outside is in a mess. Without the order management of the close guard army and the oppression of the Lord's superior, the disaster of winter is imminent, but the materials for winter are very scarce. They release the evil in their hearts, which is more cruel and hateful than the Lord and the close guard army.

Human nature has always been vague and changeable.

Even sages can't see the multiple changes of human nature.

"Bang!"

At this time, there was a fierce sound of horses' hoofs outside the town, with a frightening momentum, which stopped the rioting people.

Unfortunately, the hazy fog covers most of the field of vision, and the low visibility is terrible. People can't see the figure in the fog, but it's definitely a bad comer!

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a cactus sprang out of the ground and lifted the three thugs out. The sharp leaf thorns spread all over the body for a moment. When it fell to the ground, it was already stained with blood.

People don't feel sharp. This sudden scene is like the punishment of ASAS, the God of harvest!

Some loyal believers knelt down and prayed directly, hoping that our Lord would forgive their sins and forgive the mistakes made by people due to their anger.

In the next moment, countless wolf shadows rushed out and flashed past the town. With the smoke rolling and the chariots running around, this familiar scene instantly reminded everyone of the fear of being blown up by the other party a few days ago!

Fox king!

That's what people in the wasteland call the leader of the bandit group.

He, led by the wolf, is the trend of destruction, the coming of the end, which brings endless nightmares to the Lord!

"Get out!"

The blood crow in cold armor drank fiercely and led the wolf cavalry to run quickly from the edge of the town like a torrent of steel.

Then, in the fog, it was like a hundred horses galloping, trampling on the wasteland, dragging a full load of goods behind.

Because of the fog, people in the town can only barely see the wolf cavalry on the periphery, not even Xiao Han on the imperial chariot.

After the wolf rode, he recovered his peace, and even the cactus turned into a mass of light and dissipated the void.