Little Lord's Dark Castle

Chapter 74 I'm a Dog
“正在加载副本…1%…7%…38%…69%…99%…100%，加载成功，欢迎进入副本长社之战！”

"Reminder, since you haven't obtained any dungeon record points, you can't choose a faction, and your identity will be automatically assigned."

"Hint, you have obtained the status - farmer!"

As the voice fell, Chu Xin felt a sense of dizziness. When he opened his eyes again, he was shocked to find that he had left the territory at some point and came to a dilapidated house with earthen walls.

If he hadn't been very sure that he was a conscious body entering the copy of the Battle of Changsha, he would almost have thought that he had time-traveled again.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, a bed, piled with old bedding, and some old farm tools leaning against the wall, it can be seen that this is the home of poor people.

"Changsha should be my place, but which dynasty is this?" Chu Xin muttered after familiarizing himself with this body.

Since ancient times, wars have always focused on knowing the enemy and the enemy, and winning a hundred battles. Gathering information and quickly determining the opponents in the battle of Changsha is the most important thing for him now.

"Kill!"

"Run, the Yellow Turban Thief is coming!"

"Daddy ~ you let go of me - oh..."

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside, which interrupted Chu Xin's train of thought. Frowning, he picked up a hoe and stepped out of the house!

The sight is a sign of chaos, there are frantically fleeing villagers everywhere, behind them, chasing a group of rioters with their heads wrapped in yellow cloth, ragged, yellow and emaciated, like hungry ghosts crawling out of hell.

The rioters held some inexplicable weapons such as wooden sticks, hoes, and iron rakes in their hands, and looked crazy. From time to time, villagers were chased and beaten to death by a group of rioters wrapped in yellow cloth.

Afterwards, the villagers lying on the ground were picked up randomly by those mobs. They were not particular about their clothes, shoes and money, and they never refused anyone who came.

"Fuck, is the start so exciting?"

Chu Xin took a few steps back without making a sound, but it was too late. He suddenly appeared in front of the door, and he had already attracted the attention of those rioters.

Just before the door could be closed, a group of people surged up and smashed the wooden door with loud bangs. Before Chu Xin could breathe a sigh of relief, a huge force came from behind him, and before he could react, he was crushed under the door.

Almost instantly, Chu Xin felt all kinds of strange weapons falling on her body. There were burning pains from the wooden sticks, sharp stabbing pains, and dizziness from being hit on the head.

Finally, in the torment, Chu Xin waited for endless darkness.

Is this over?

How long have I lived?
The experience of this copy is too bad!
Dogs don't play garbage games planned and produced by someone's dog!
In the territory, Chu Xin, who had just returned to reality, was stupefied, and then cursed.

In the upper left corner of the line of sight, a prompt message pops up suddenly.

"Reminder, congratulations on surviving for 2 minutes and 13 seconds. Although you are fast, at least the counting unit is not seconds."

"This dungeon score: 0; dungeon record points: none; rewards: none; consumption time: 00:30:00."

Chu Xin fumbled around for a while with lingering fear. Fortunately, all the parts were still intact, but the real and incomparable pain kept turning in his heart.

"Made, I don't know what kind of vile tricks it is, and it uses some dirty tricks." He scratched his lower body angrily, and he was unavoidably worried in his heart, what would happen if there was any unacceptable illness in the future.

"Besides, you've wasted too much time!"

It took more than 2 minutes, but it consumed a full half hour in reality. Chu Xin didn't feel the passage of time at all, and felt as if he was in a daze, and half an hour passed.

But apart from the looming pain, Chu Xin felt that the physical fatigue before lying down was much relieved, as if she had just woken up from a deep sleep.

On the game map, the copy is not closed, and you can enter it again.

Chu Xin was not in a hurry to go in and deliver it. He needed to sort out the information in his hands. He should gain wisdom after being stung, so that he could grow up.

Yellow Turban?
He remembered the yelling outside at the very beginning, the name was so loud, Chu Xin instantly knew what era the Battle of Changsha dungeon he entered was in,

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the government was corrupt and the people were in dire straits...

Three Kingdoms!
His memory gradually became clearer. He remembered that Huangfusong was besieged by the Yellow Turban Army at a place called Changshe at the very beginning, and then it seemed that some method was used to break the Yellow Turban camp.

Then came the appearance of the Cao Cao Army, Liu Bei Army and other local troops who came to reinforce, thus gradually kicking off the prelude to the whole troubled times.

After roughly figuring out the two sides in the battle of Changshe, the situation before Chu Xin's eyes quickly became clear.Then clearing this dungeon, the Yellow Turban Army must not have to think about it. They have to find a way to join forces with the officers and soldiers, or do nothing until the battle of Changshe is over?

"We still have to find a way to break through the situation in front of us before we can talk about the next customs clearance!"

run?Or fall to the ground and play dead?

Two choices instantly popped up in Chu Xin's mind. The common escape technique for people all over the world is to either run or play dead. Everyone who has used it agrees.

It is definitely impossible to be tough from the front. Although he can feel that his physical strength is much stronger than that of the yellow turban thief, but the number of opponents is too many, no matter how hard he can fight, he can drown you in the crowd.

"Try pretending to be dead first, and run if you can't!"

Chu Xin made up his mind, calmed down the restlessness in his heart, and entered the dungeon again.

"Kill!"

"Run, the Yellow Turban Thief is coming!"

"Daddy ~ you let go of me - oh..."

Chu Xin, who had been prepared for a long time, ran out and pretended to be dead without saying a word, but there was a problem, there was no corpse nearby, and there was no blood to rub!

You are so naked lying on the ground, you are a fool, there is not even a drop of blood on your body, and we haven't killed you yet, who are you pretending to be!

Chu Xin ran away. He believed that these hungry people would not be able to catch up with him as they looked like they couldn't get enough to eat.

Some of the yellow turban thieves chased after them for a while, then stopped cursing. There is still a lot of robbery in the village, so there is no need to waste time.

Seeing that the pursuers behind him were gradually thrown off by him, Chu Xin felt relieved and stabilized!

A gust of cool wind hit, Chu Xin shivered, and an unexplained chill enveloped his whole body. When he turned his head, there was a shining knife light!
"Shh!"

Severe pain came from the neck, and before she could see the other party clearly, Chu Xin was completely cold.

Didn’t everyone say that you can see your body fall when your head falls? Is it because I died too fast or your sword is too slow?
"Reminder, congratulations on surviving for 5 minutes and 43 seconds. You run very fast, but you only have three legs after all."

"This dungeon score: 1; dungeon record points: none; rewards: none; consumption time: 00:30:00."

Chu Xin sat up in shock from the bed, panting frantically, this as if real feeling almost made him think that he was really dead.

Sir, if I play this garbage game again, I will be a dog!
(End of this chapter)