Doomsday Dark Age

The bazaar, which should have been quiet in the dark night, was in chaos. No one dared to stay where it was. No matter if they were cowardly or brave, the desolate people were all panicked. The speculation was confirmed, the underground people broke through the line of defense and descended to the ground under their noses.

Some tents were lit on fire because of the panic of the owners, and the burning fire reflected the desperate and distorted faces of desolate people, the wailing of men, the screaming of women, the crying of children, and the roaring of livestock, making the market feel like the end of the world. Eight or more desolate people fled the market in a panic and fled to the Giant Canyon. At this time, the movement of the Giant Canyon was even bigger.

Countless torches were lit above the Canyon of Giants, and thousands of burning flames illuminated the cliffs like daylight. Desolate warriors shouted inexplicably under the firelight, and some unlucky guys were squeezed out from time to time. The cliff, screaming and falling to the ground hundreds of meters, smashed into a ball of fleshy paste, and the screaming intensified the panic of others, hundreds of flame arrows flew out of the cliff like a rain of fire without order, scattered on the ground The ground is like fireworks.

Just when the market was about to collapse and the Canyon of Giants almost lost control, an unknown convoy rushed out of more than a dozen ferocious beasts. The riders lit torches, and rushed to the watchtower in front of the market like a whirlwind of flames.

"I am Kunshan... I am Kunshan from the Kunteng tribe, you cowards, the underground people have not come yet, but our heroic cavalry has returned..."

The roar like a thunderbolt interrupted the panic in the market, and it also woke up the two dizzy drunks. Sand Wolf and Jian Fengxiao stared at the cavalry squad ten meters away. In Kunshan, where the team led the expedition in the morning, dark brown plasma remained on the face, body, and the beasts under them, and the strong smell of blood could be smelled from far away.

The cavalry squad in Kunshan has experienced the baptism of blood and fire. Everyone has traces of the rest of their lives on the battlefield, and their hands, backs, and animal skin pockets on both sides of the camel beast are full of underground weapons and equipment. , including standard rifles, [-]mm grenade repeater guns, disposable miniature missile launchers, heavy machine guns, [-]mm machine guns with dismantled bases, etc., each cavalry is like a mobile arsenal.

Among the cavalry, Sand Wolf and Jian Fengxiao also saw an acquaintance, a child who stole a chocobo to join the army in the morning. Black gunpowder smoke remained on his body, his upper body was naked, and seven or eight scars turned red muscles. He couldn't feel the pain of the scars, so he straightened his back and looked at the two famous barren men on the watchtower with burning eyes. , the cheeks of Sand Wolf and Jian Fengxiao were hot, as if they were burned by flames.

The shouts from Kunshan silenced the chaotic bazaar, and the sirens were sounded crazily. Even though the ignited tents were crackling and burning in the flames, the stench of scorched animal skins and black smoke still lingered in the bazaar. spread, but no one escaped from the market with hands and feet.

The convoy in the distance was so close that the naked eye could see it clearly. Only then did people realize that the huge and slow giant transport vehicle was advancing surrounded by the cavalry. .

No one cheered, and no one went to put out the flames that were spreading in the market. They stared blankly at the team returning from the expedition. Many people rubbed their eyes vigorously, and then looked and continued rubbing. They couldn't believe what their eyes saw. something is true.

Jian Fengxiao was also one of the people who rubbed his eyes. He was even more disbelieving than the barren people. You must know how powerful the blood cub who has been given the chance to be strengthened is?Everyone has the strength of the Gala. They can tear the protective clothing of the underground soldiers with just their hands and break the necks of the helmets. Even so, thousands of blood cubs are still defeated by the underground army. Think about it The overwhelming artillery fire, the rain of bullets everywhere, the micro-missiles scurrying around like flies, Jian Fengxiao has left a psychological shadow to this day, otherwise he would not have gone to the central wilderness.

The blood cubs are better than the underground army in individual combat, and sneak attacks across the defense line in the dark are invincible, and the success rate of ambush logistics convoys has reached more than half, and frontal combat is completely useless. Even a thousand blood cubs cannot fight Win a hundred subterranean soldiers.

Therefore, when the cavalry unit went out, Jian Fengxiao was full of pessimism. The cavalry was considered elite among barren warriors, but they couldn't compare with the blood cubs. Even with strong mobile combat capabilities, it was impossible to break through the frontal firepower of the underground army. The chariots of the underground people have more powerful mobility and firepower than the cavalry. Once they are targeted, almost no one can escape, so he believes that the cavalry will definitely lose.

Where is the mighty and majestic team in front of us the remnants of the defeated army?Not to mention the fifteen captured heavy transport vehicles, not to mention the chariots full of wounded behind the heavy transport vehicles, and not to mention the long line of captives at the end of the line, but to say that every cavalryman carried trophies. Just enough to drive people crazy.

With his chin raised high, Kun Shan looked down at the barren warriors who had lost their souls in the market. The contempt in his eyes was clear at a glance. Seeing that the chaotic market had returned to calm, he spat in disdain, pulled the reins and turned to leave. Gao Feng told him that he would not care whether the market was destroyed or not. In his eyes, desolate people are more worthy of hatred than underground people, and a bullet coming from the head will never be more dangerous than a dagger stabbed from the back.

"and many more……."

The flame that had already been extinguished in Jian Fengxiao's heart was rekindled under Kunshan's disdainful expression. A blood cub can be framed, hated, and cursed, but he can't be looked down upon. With a light touch, like a light bird, it jumped over a distance of more than 20 meters and landed in front of the cavalry squad.

The cavalry shouted angrily, and more than a dozen weapons of different calibers were raised in unison, aiming at the unknown Jian Fengxiao to appease the cavalry who was disturbed by the threat. The strength of Jian Fengxiao made the cavalry The beasts were restless, but for the cavalry who had just won a great victory, they had nothing to fear.

"Don't get me wrong, I am willing to join the Quantum tribe. I used to be a blood cub and killed twenty underground soldiers. You can use me..."

Xue Zaizi was once an idol worshiped in Kunshan. As a young man with passion in his heart, he also fantasized about abandoning his position as the young patriarch and joining the invincible Xue Zaizi. When he knew Jian Fengxiao's identity, he waved his hand to stop the cavalry from guarding , looking thoughtfully at the flushed Jian Fengxiao.

Jian Fengxiao knew what the other party wanted to see, so he opened his clothes with a snap, revealing his marble-hard chest muscles. On his body covered with mottled scars and bullet holes, the strange tattoo of a blood-dripping sharp knife happened to be on his heart, which is unique to blood cubs. Tattoos, except for blood cubs, no one dares to tattoo bloody blades on their hearts.

Not only Jian Fengxiao, but many strong barren warriors also ran out of the camp, carrying animal skin backpacks full of all their belongings, shouting that they would like to join the Kunteng tribe. Bleeding and accepting defeat, the team that can perform miracles and achieve epic victories is their ideal team.

The once powerful blood cub asked to join him, and countless barren warriors who had been watching coldly in the morning also asked to join him. If it had been before, Kunshan would have floated up to the clouds with pride, because at this moment, he was a legendary hero, but Kunshan always knew However, the person who should really enjoy the status of the winner is not him, not the heroic cavalry, but the Western Lion and his mighty Garos. Without them, even if the cavalry dies, it is impossible to touch the clothes of the underground army.

"Quiet me, listen to me..."

A roar from Kunshan interrupted the noise again. Looking at the undisciplined and crowded barren warriors like a vegetable market, Gao Feng’s evaluation of the Kunteng cavalry yesterday flashed in his mind. Fortunately, they found a strong man like Gao Feng to follow, otherwise, the Quantum cavalry would be as miserable as these lazy barren warriors.

"From today onwards, the Quantum Tribe no longer exists. We are the Dragonlance Rangers, the Dragonlance Rangers of the Western Lion, the warriors who want to follow the Western Lion, report for duty tomorrow morning..."

After finishing speaking, Kunshan gave Jian Fengxiao a look, turned around and led the cavalry squad to join the brigade, Jian Fengxiao felt boundless joy in his heart, as if he was reborn, every muscle in his body was full of vitality, with With jumpy and light steps, Jian Fengxiao returned to the watchtower, picked up his backpack, and said goodbye to Sand Wolf cheerfully. He was unwilling to wait even a second for the news of Gao Feng.

"The western lion that Kunshan said may not be true. Have you really thought about it?"

Seeing Jian Fengxiao who seemed to have changed into a different person, Sand Wolf couldn't help reminding that western lions are quite famous in the wilderness, but also because of this, many fake western lions are bluffing and deceiving in various small tribes. , maybe it will be a laughing stock.

"I have seen the Western Lion from afar, but even if it is fake, as long as it can lead us to defeat the underground people, I will believe that he is real..."

Jian Fengxiao didn't pull the sand wolf to join him. He knew that the sand wolf had his own responsibilities. The barren man's straightforward temperament prevented him from staying too long. He turned around and sneaked into the darkness to go to the dragon spearmen's camp. For a powerful warrior like him, Almost every tribal leader would accept it, but he looked down on those leaders. Now, a leader worthy of his following finally appeared.