my angel

Chapter 13

A group of eight warriors circled He Qinghuan with spears in their hands, tensely guarded, no matter how fierce the battle outside was, they just didn't let him go out.

Bai Fucheng snatched a warrior's spear, flicked a full gun, and rushed forward.

Seeing that the spear on the opposite side was about to hit the front door, he suddenly bent his knees, and the spear passed by the front door. At the same time, the spear in his hand had already pierced through the enemy's throat sharply, and pierced out from the back of the neck.

Solved the opponent's tricky character in just one round.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a horn horn, and the warriors on both sides stopped fighting.

Out of the woods on the opposite side came a burly man with horns on his head and loose hair, making him look even more ferocious.

In his hand is a scepter with a human skull.

The corners of Bai Fucheng's mouth were tightly pursed, He Qinghuan had never seen such a serious expression on his face.

The burly man walked to the center of the camp and faced Bai Fucheng: "We are two one-on-one.Those who lose are left to the opponent's disposal. "

Bai Fucheng: "Okay."

Waste no more time, hominids intertwined with special forces,.

Primitives have great strength, rough skin and thick flesh, and there is no response to a punch.

The special forces are dexterous and their skills are changeable, wrestling, fighting, muay thai and boxing, primitive people often use their strength but punch nothing.

He Qinghuan saw that it was difficult to tell the winner for a while, and asked Bangkun beside him: "What kind of tribe is this? Cannibals?"

The Kunkun warrior nodded: "Yes. They are very cruel. They even eat their own old people in winter."

He Qinghuan felt a chill, goosebumps all over his body.

There are fear and loathing in the eyes of Kunkun said

"They are even more cruel to their captives. The so-called eagle spreads its wings."

The Zulu warrior stopped him and said, "Don't tell your lord the oracle"

Bearclaw Warrior said: "Yes, so the cannibals can't stay."

At this moment, the two people on the battlefield are in a stalemate. In close combat, the special forces are not cheap, because the opponent is huge.

His temper became more and more irritable, and his movements became faster and faster.

The warriors on both sides held their breath and watched.

The special soldier was accidentally hit on the face, and suddenly, a mouthful of blood spit out.

When Bai Fucheng turned his head, he saw He Qinghuan's worried face, and he forgot to put down the stone bowl he was holding. That silly look was as cute as the first time we met.

The moment he landed, he had already pulled out his saber from his waist, and the cannibal patriarch had rushed over and pinned him down from behind.

He Qinghuan watched the casserole-sized fist land on Bai Fucheng's head, and immediately rushed over.

The warriors were really attracted by the fierce fighting situation on the scene, and they were rushed away by He Qinghuan's defenseless charge.

Seeing the envoy rushing out, the patriarch immediately shouted, "Lord protector envoy."

A group of warriors rushed forward to attack the battlefield.

He Qinghuan touched the spices in the stone bowl, lycoris, pepper, pepper, and night spices, all touched the eyes and face of the cannibal patriarch.

The cannibal patriarch suddenly felt that his eyes were so hot that he couldn't open them, and he stepped back and shouted: "What, what?"

Bai Fucheng turned over with a kite, and when the patriarch didn't know what to do, he jumped up, raised the knife in his hand and landed, the patriarch's throat spurted out a bright red blood, hehe twice, and fell to the ground, dead.

There were only seven or eight people left on the opposite side, and when they saw the opponent rushing over, they had no choice but to fight.

The patriarch was dead, and whether the cannibals were wounded or fighting, all of them lost their minds.

To be wiped out by a warrior is like cutting melons and vegetables.

Bai Fucheng asked some warriors to find cannibal women and children, and some of them cleaned the battlefield and piled up the corpses

On the edge of the salt lake far from the camp

On a high woodpile.

In ancient wars, how to deal with the corpses of those who died in battle? If not handled properly, the decay of the corpses will inevitably lead to the breeding of viruses and the spread of diseases.

The last resort is cremation or burial.

There is also Zhujing Temple.

The tall tower built by the enemy's skull on the side of the road shows off the majesty, deters the enemy, and creates fear in the heart.

As long as I think of him, I will be afraid, and I will be afraid when I think of him, and I will not dare to resist in the slightest.

Bai Fucheng chose to shock first, and then cremated.

Because common tribes in primitive society believe that cremation can purify human souls and achieve detachment.

Because fire is stolen from the gods by the ancestors and belongs to the gods, so after being burned by fire, the soul can directly reach the place of the gods.

One example is the cannibals.

In the evening, the warrior returned with a group of women, children and old people, all of whom were tied with a hemp rope.

Bai Fucheng stood in front of a pile of corpses: "You have two choices before you.

One: Follow your men to the gods.

Second, follow us to the days when we are not hungry every day, and no one will starve to death in winter, nor will we eat our own old people and children.

You have thought it over carefully.

Those who choose the first one will satisfy you now.

For those who choose the second option, I will give you a full meal tonight. "

Bai Fucheng gave a brief explanation, in plain language, with threats on the one hand and temptations on the other.

The light from the torch reflected on his face, flickering on and off, giving these primitive people who were used to seeing dead people an inexplicable pressure.

All the warriors in the tribe died, because the patriarch wanted to kill the patriarch of the Big Bear tribe, and that person was a threat.

Therefore, let all the warriors participate, and some warriors don't want to go, and want to exchange with other tribes peacefully like other tribes.

But the warlike patriarch insisted on going his own way and led the entire tribe to death.

An old lady stood up and said, "I'm Faith's Eminem, he's my son, I'm old too, and I don't have a few days to live.

I choose one. "

A woman wept softly, and the old lady said: "Go back with the chief of the Big Bear tribe, and live a good life in the future.

You didn't live a peaceful life in the cannibal tribe.In the future, I will find a man to have a child and forget what happened today. "

After finishing speaking, he suddenly bumped into the big rock next to him. Immediately, his head was bleeding, and the cannibal women surrounded him, calling Eminem, grandma, and the old lady could not speak, and left in a while.

Bai Fucheng ordered people to put the old lady on the top floor, and gave way to the firewood pile in front of everyone.

The raging fire was burning, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

The southeast wind was blowing at night, and the camp was upstream, so the smell didn't blow anywhere.

He Qinghuan didn't know what was going on here, and was roasting the whole sheep with the patriarch and the warriors who kept the camp guards.

Although it was bloody today, my mother told me that being kind to the enemy is being cruel to myself.

When the patriarch was picking up the haggis with him today, he secretly told him what it means for an eagle to spread its wings.

Feth, the patriarch of the cannibals, is ferocious and murderous with vicious means.

When he captured the captives, he didn't deal with them happily, but brutally killed them.

Every time a prisoner is caught, the woman rapes, kills, and then eats it, fully exerting its value and maximizing it.

When the male prisoner was caught, he was tied to the wood on his stomach, and the outline of two wings was first drawn on the back with a stone knife.

Then cut through the gap between the ribs and take out the two lung lobes from the back.

That doesn't count, but the ribs have to be pulled out one by one and stand on the back, like an eagle spreading its wings.

The most cruel thing is to watch a live eagle spread its wings, just sprinkle salt on it, and watch its muscles twitch in pain.

Feth is killing for the sake of killing, and he cannot be judged by the thinking of normal people at all.

He Qinghuan's face turned pale.

Sure enough, my mother's education was correct, and there should be no quack morality when dealing with terrorism.

I even rushed up to give him the minced Lycoris, thanks to being killed by Bai Fucheng, if I fell into his hands, the consequences would be unimaginable.

In the distance, the fire is soaring into the sky, under the blue sky, it is symmetrical to the white salt lake, such a magnificent mountain and river.

In the evening, Bai Fucheng and He Qinghuan lay down in the tent and had a bed talk.

"Are you scared?"

"How come? I'm also an old donkey, okay?" Senior donkey friend

"I killed someone today, what do you think of me?"

"My mother is a soldier, she has been to war zones in Africa, and she is a doctor."

"Oh, admiration."

"So, you don't have to worry about my bad opinion of you. I'm not stingy, and I don't have princess disease.

you are fine. "

Bai Fucheng couldn't help laughing in the dark, grinning, his face was swollen and hurt so much.

"How good?"

"Well, be brave and resourceful, be careful while being rough, never kill good people indiscriminately, and don't spare the most vicious people.

We will peacefully win over moderate tribes, and severely crack down on extremist terrorist organizations. "

"anything else."

"Strong martial arts, proficient in all eighteen martial arts."

"hey-hey."

"Why don't you come up and use your ultimate move to control the enemy with one move?"

"Isn't that for practicing hands? It's rare to have such a good partner."

"Beat yourself like a pig's head."

"Hey." I won't tell you, I want you to see how handsome you are, I didn't expect to be beaten.

"I think you have almost achieved your goal this time."

"For what purpose?"

"Hey, they are all smart people, don't play this, okay?"

"Hey, tell me, let me see if we are Boya and Ziqi?"

"One is, you want to integrate the Gaoshan tribe, but the patriarch is unwilling.

This time you show off your advanced weapons and express your willingness to share them as a way to win over, without hostility.

The second is the skill of boiling salt, this is our joint.

The third is that the cannibals, uniting the mountain tribes to fight against the cannibals has two advantages. One is to show that we are comrades-in-arms,

The second is deterrence. Your Jingguan not only deterred the cannibals, but also deterred the Gaoshan people.

The patriarch is not a fool, he will probably unite with you. "

"It's rare for the patriarch to be a sensible person. You don't know that primitive people are dead, dead,

It's harder to give him an idea than to take food out of his pocket.

Unless he figured it out himself. "

"you are awesome."