Overlord the sky

Zheng Qian led the people of Winterfell City towards the army of monsters outside the city. 【26nbsp;】

Every time he took a step closer to the Warcraft Legion, Zheng Qian's face became firmer.The weakness of the body and the firmness of the will belong to two different interfaces.Zheng Qian has made up his mind.

The princess was also caught in the crowd at a loss, walking forward with the flow of people.

At this moment, she felt conflicted. If she could let go of her hatred for the clan so easily, she would not be a princess anymore.But Zheng Qian was the one who exterminated the Duan clan, which made her feel so embarrassing.

She thought, if she is not a descendant of the Duan family and her surname is not Duan, how good it would be?But the reality is so helpless, and she has to put such a difficult problem in front of her.

If it wasn't for Duan Qinghun, the princess would have even successfully buried that hatred in her heart.But Duan Qinghun uncovered her wound, leaving her nowhere to hide.

She didn't know how to face this situation, yes, she had no clue, caught in the crowd, just walked out of the city without a clue.It's just a subconscious action.

Duan Qinghun looked radiant.He could see the determination on Zheng Qian's face.The more he saw this kind of perseverance, Duan Qinghun felt that he was one step closer to getting his revenge.

Zheng Qian's perseverance is to put it plainly that he has made up his mind, but judging from the current situation, there are not many places for Zheng Qian to choose.Under the deep hatred of the people of Winterfell City, there is blood to be seen.Either the blood of the Warcraft Legion, or the blood of Zheng Qian.

The blood debt must be paid with blood. Only by washing the blood with blood can the violent spirit accumulated in the hearts of the people of Winterfell be truly dispelled.

Duan Qinghun knew that success was not far away, even within his reach.The sneer in the corner of his mouth slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth to his face.This is the smile of a winner.

Bashen Hammer kept a sullen face and walked beside Zheng Qian without saying a word.Even Duan Qinghun can see something, Bashen Hammer can't see it.He was trying his best to think of a solution, and he was thinking about what he should do if the situation got out of hand.

The mighty flow of people dragged along Winterfell like a meandering snake.When Zheng Qian arrived in front of the Warcraft Legion, the end of the team composed only of hatred was still dragging in the city of Winterfell.

Zheng Qian waited patiently for the people in the city to come out one by one.Among these people, there are old people and children, supporting each other as they stumble along the way.The young and middle-aged people in Winterfell did lose a lot because of the siege of the Warcraft Legion and being kidnapped by the Warcraft Legion to make food.It is not too much to say that every family in Winterfell has a book of blood and tears.

The long line formed by the people of Winterfell City, because the front end of the line had already reached the destination, when the people at the back end of the line rushed forward, they formed a semicircle that curved towards the front end.The core position of the semicircle is the phalanx of the Warcraft Legion.

The people of Winterfell City have been succumbed to the invasion of the monster army for a long time, and when they saw these monsters, they couldn't help but show some expressions of fear, but seeing that these monsters are all very honest today, and they are not as crazy as they used to be. , and felt a lot more relieved, and the anger gradually showed on their faces.

Zheng Qian saw that the people of Winterfell City had almost arrived, so he let Hu Niu and Bai Ling support him and walked to the front of the phalanx of the Warcraft Legion, like a commander preparing to give a lecture.

The monsters in the Demonic Beast Legion are basically composed of the races in the Mountain of Beasts and the Forest of All Souls, including some of the first generation of monsters controlled by Tangjiabao.The number of these first-generation monsters that were first controlled was not a lot at the beginning, but they have been Tangjiabao's accomplices for so many years. Some of these monsters were overwhelmed and killed themselves long ago.There are also some first-generation monsters, although they are living in peace, but they no longer have the qualifications to show off their first-generation monsters.

Among the entire Warcraft Legion, the only one with prestige in the first generation of Warcraft is Andao of the Rat Clan.

The Rat Race was originally a very large race, but the result of not submitting to Tangjiabao is that the Rat Race is on the verge of extinction.So Andao, the first generation of Warcraft of the Rat Clan, is even more special.

Andao came out of the monster army more and more, his thin and lean body barely reached Zheng Qian's waist.

An Dao's face was very solemn at this time, he walked straight in front of Zheng Qian, knelt down to Zheng Qian, "Young master, please give the order!"

Zheng Qian knew what Ando's "order" meant.An Dao has long been determined to die.

"Senior An, one life of yours is not enough to extinguish the anger of the people of Winterfell." Zheng Qian already gave off a feeling of anger.

"Sir, are you alright?"

Zheng Qian shook his head, preventing Bai Ling from caring.At this time, it was not the time to care about his body. Zheng Qianneng could smell bloodthirsty in the glaring eyes of the people in Winterfell.

"Young master, if my life alone is not enough to pay the debt of blood, as long as the young master gives orders, even if all the major races in our Myriad Beast Mountain and Myriad Spirit Forest are extinct here today, they will never complain!" An Daochen "Old brothers, what do you mean?"

The old brothers that An Dao mentioned are naturally among the Warcraft Legion, those first generation of Warcraft that were transferred to the Bone-eating Abyss by the Tyrant God Zheng Xiaotian, and An Dao was contemporaries.

The three-eyed lion clan, the four-nosed elephant clan, the locust clan, and the Tianma clan each had some monsters that came out of the legion safely.They all walked to the same position as An Dao, and knelt down to Zheng Qian, "Young master, today is finally the time to settle the accounts. Young master, we deserve what we ended up today, and please take care of the overall situation, young master. Let me wait."

After these first-generation monsters knelt down to Zheng Qian, they all stood up together.

Andao is not tall, but he seems to be the leader of the first generation of Warcraft. He faced the people of Winterfell and said, "The crimes we committed against Winterfell will be settled today. Everything is in order. It was ordered by us and has nothing to do with those children. If you want to kill or cut, come on!"

An Dao's voice was surprisingly loud today. He looked at the people of Winterfell who were glaring at him with a calm expression, but he had an awe-inspiring air.

Those first-generation Warcraft are also ready to die, waiting for the arrival of the last moment.

The people of Winterfell really felt a little uncomfortable facing the peaceful death of the first generation of monsters.

In the past, these monsters were extremely vicious beasts. When did the people of Winterfell see them so obedient?

For a moment, the noisy crowd became a little confused.And more people cast their eyes on Zheng Qian, what they hope is that Zheng Qian can give them a decision.

"I've said it before, all monsters today won't have any resistance. What are you waiting for?" Zheng Qian said to the people of Winterfell.

Among them, a bolder man stepped out from the crowd.He held a ghost-headed sword in his hand.

Although the appearance of the ghost-headed sword is scary, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that it is a roadside product, and it is fundamentally different from the sophisticated weapons of the regular army of Winterfell.

The man walked up to An Dao with a knife in his hand.

Andao's figure is relatively short among the monsters, and he looks the weakest.This man may have been influenced by his senses and chose Andao to make the first cut.

Now that someone was about to make a move, the noise suddenly fell silent. People were waiting, or rather looking forward to seeing blood.

The man arrived before Andao.Andao stretched his head forward, patted the back of his neck, "Come on!", calmly and calmly.

The man didn't hesitate, he raised the ghost knife high, and with a sound of "woo", the ghost knife slashed directly at the back of Andao's neck with a gust of wind...

Duan Qinghun smiled, not a sneer, but a hearty laugh, but halfway through, the smile froze on his face.

"Bang lang lang..." The ghost knife was thrown out.

The man covered his tiger's mouth and took a few steps back, with a horrified expression on his face.From his tiger's mouth, strands of blood dripped to the ground.

An Dao remained in the state of waiting to be killed, and looked up at the man slightly, "Come again!"

Where did the man dare to come again, he retreated into the crowd with fear.

Andao is the first generation of Warcraft, apart from his strength, it is inevitable that he has rough skin and thick flesh.The man's Ghost Head Knife was not excellent, it cut to Andao's neck, leaving only a bloody gash, but it didn't hurt the muscles and bones.

The people of Winterfell suddenly let out an exclamation.

Among the demonic beast legion, there are already some violent demonic beasts who can no longer bear this kind of scene of being slaughtered. They rushed out of the legion, protected the surroundings of Andao, and roared at the people of Winterfell.

The common people were naturally scared back by the roar of these monsters, and the crowd huddled together.

Zheng Qian stared: "Go back!"

The furious monsters met Zheng Qian's eyes with angry eyes. They looked at each other for about 2 minutes, and let out a low mournful cry. Finally, they lowered their heads and retreated into the army unwillingly.

"Is this what you mean by not resisting?" Duan Qinghun recovered.

"What do you want?" Zheng Qian asked.

"What? Look at these monsters! You are nothing but a complete liar! You clearly know that we ordinary people can't kill these monsters, but you deliberately let us kill them. Do you think the people of Winterfell are all Fool?"

Zheng Qian smiled, and patted the hands of Bai Ling and Huniu holding his arm with each other.

The two women let go of their hands, and Zheng Qian took two steps forward, level with An Dao, turned around, and faced the panicked people of Winterfell.

"Folks," Zheng Qian suppressed the discomfort in his body, "Do you also think so?"

Among the crowd, there are people with various ideas, each talking about their own, and the noise is loud.

"They have indeed committed an unforgivable crime against Winterfell! This is an inescapable fact! In fact, they should not be responsible for this crime. It is not others but me who should bear this responsibility most!"

The people of Winterfell City were not only horrified after hearing what Zheng Qian said, they felt even more threatened by the monster than just now.

"They have already surrendered to me, and I did not fulfill my duty of restraint, which caused Winterfell to suffer such a catastrophe. If all the villagers want to recover the blood debt, I will fully bear all the responsibilities!"

Zheng Qian suddenly knelt down towards the people of Winterfell, "Those who want revenge, those who want revenge, come to me!"

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