Doomsday Dark Age

() "Those who wanted to grab food lost their lives, but instead of grabbing food, they got food. Is this considered luck?"

Looking at the piled up grain baskets burning with blood, Gao Feng sighed in his heart. Others were not as sad as Gao Feng. They all gathered together and greedily looked at the grain. Hope to go down.

"Someone is coming, everyone be careful..."

The loud voice who got the money suddenly issued a warning, which immediately caused the crowd to panic. Some people ran backwards, some ran to both sides, and some knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

"There are only two people, why panic... No, someone is robbing food, kill me..."

Ma Cha's reaction was quick, while calming down the commotion, he vigorously killed more than a dozen guys who were fishing in troubled waters, and Gao Feng also saw two people approaching from the opposite side.

"Which of you is the leader?"

The person who came was a desolate warrior covered in scars, but he didn't have a skull pattern on his face, nor did he have weird decorations or hairstyles. He raised his chin proudly, and accompanied by his companions, he walked in front of the loose sand-like team , questioning loudly.

Ma Cha looked at Ye Kui for the first time, but Ye Kui didn't say anything, he raised his chin and motioned for him to come forward, Ma Cha immediately grimaced, kicked away the barren man standing in front of him, and stood in front of him.

"I..., my name is Macha, I am..."

"What do I call you? Go and clean up the body..."

The person who came was very rude, and he was very bossy, and his request was embarrassing.

Macha's face suddenly turned ugly. It was very troublesome to deal with the corpses of more than 6000 people, not to mention they were turned away, how could they be reconciled?

"I..., I asked someone to clean it up..."

In front of the bloody corpse, Ma Cha didn't dare to shirk, and complied softly. The visitor was even more proud, and was going to warn them again, so that these people could be more honest.

"If you want to clean up the corpse, you have to give some benefits. Otherwise, please ask the uncle to clean it up yourself. We won't serve you..."

A burst of penetrating words came from the team, and then the crowd parted like rolling waves, revealing Ye Kui who was approaching. Ye Kui was carrying a huge mace, standing domineeringly behind the horse fork, staring fiercely at two people.

"You..., you..., you are bold...."

The man screamed, but his eyeballs rolled quickly. Ye Kui didn't want to engage in a verbal confrontation, so he slammed the mace hard on the ground, stared fiercely, and instantly regained his strength.

"Think about it, the blood of those corpses hasn't dried yet..."

The man couldn't scare a strong warrior leader like Ye Kui, and pointed at the slaughterhouse to threaten again.

"You have the ability to let the blood bastard come and tell us in person, just a thing like you, I'm..."

He said the identity of the bleeding bastard, and the face of the visitor changed drastically. He knew he couldn't scare Ye Kui, but cleaning up the corpse was a tiring job, and he couldn't find anyone to do it. He couldn't help but get entangled, and whispered:

"Aren't you going to enter the camp? I can let you bring a hundred people in..."

When the man said this, Ye Kui's heart was moved immediately, and he wanted to agree, when he heard a sneeze behind him, but it was Gao Feng's voice.

"That won't work. When we came, we came together. We either went in together or went back together..."

Ye Kui shook his head repeatedly, making the face of the visitor look ugly, but it was Ma Cha who said:

"My lord, although we have a large number of people, we really don't have much to eat. Besides, the camp also needs people to do groceries. How can I bother you to do it? With us, it will be more convenient..."

While talking, Ma Cha took out something and stuffed it into the man's hand. Gao Feng glanced at it, but was surprised to find that it was the obsidian that Jamin had given him before, but without cloud patterns.

"This..."

The man glanced at the thing in his hand, his eyelids twitched twice, and stuffed it into his pocket, still looking very embarrassed.

"It's just a meal, and it won't cause you any trouble. Then we can do whatever you want us to do. Cleaning up the corpses is a no-brainer. Even if you ask us to dig ditches and fill holes..."

While speaking, Ma Kui sent two things again, one was a shiny jade, and the other was a horn that jumped together.

This is the person who came and said in a deep voice:

"I knew it was not a good thing to come out, who made me feel soft... Alas, good people just can't do it, so that's it..."

Ye Kui didn't speak any more, the visitor exchanged a few words with Ma Cha, then turned around and went back. At this moment, the whole team cheered, and Ye Kui's reputation rose to the point where it couldn't be further improved.

Only Gao Feng had a gloomy face, and he was very troubled thinking about the blood cubs. All the blood cubs are the king of cold weapons. If they were to fight against the Storm Warrior... Gao Feng was confident that he would kill the blood cubs, but in this way , The ammunition carried by the team will also be exhausted, and at the same time, he is also very interested in such a tough and helpful team, which is really nerve-wracking.

Gao Feng didn't need to clean up the corpses himself, everything was arranged by Macha, Macha now regarded himself as Yekui's confidant, and the barren warrior who was beaten up by Yekui before also claimed to be Yekui's guard, after all, he could bring Seeing them enter the big camp is a big deal. Don't you see thousands of people dying outside and bleeding like rivers?

But the big camp is not a good place. The old and the weak who go to the big camp always think that they will have enough to eat when they arrive at the big camp. After they actually arrive at the big camp, they realize that they can only watch other people get enough to eat.

The troops in the camp were chaotic. Tens of thousands of soldiers who did not belong to each other crowded together randomly. There were people everywhere, but there was no order in the camp. There was only one rule here, the rule of fists, whose fists Big, anyone can live comfortably in Daying.

If you use a vivid vocabulary to describe it, the word garbage dump is quite suitable. The old tents stand randomly on the ground. There are various styles of tents, including abstract paintings, animal skins and linen, creepers Made of rattan, made of wood, and someone even dug a hole in the ground and slept in the open bedroom just like that.

The area division of the camp is also unreasonable. Many tents are densely packed together, like canned sardines. Many people sleep in short tents, but their heads are exposed. Step over, bring up dust, make the head like a lump of dirt, only two nostrils are black.

But there is also a particularly spacious place. Over there are the strongest fighters. Their fighting power is fierce and their fists are hard enough. The neighbors who beat them have moved one after another. In a place where a hundred tents can be set up, these dozens of tents are erected alone. Leaving a large blank space, desolate warriors as strong as cattle came in and out of the tent, and women's screams and laughter came from the tent from time to time.

In addition to the noise and crowding of people everywhere, the camp is also smoky and scorched. Looking around, countless black smoke rises into the sky from every corner of the camp. Food is cooked by oneself, there is no unified cooking utensils, so one can only find a way by oneself, some people use leaves to wrap dough and bury it in the ground to burn, some people use wooden sticks to roast on the fire, and some people use stone slabs to burn red, it is natural It was also cooked in clay pots.

The teams of Gaofeng and Macha came in only after paying bribes. Naturally, there is no good place to arrange them. The worst, dirtiest, and smelliest place is their camp.

Ma Cha didn't dare to say anything, but Ye Kui quit. Even if he was lurking in a low-key way, he still couldn't forget his identity as Jia Luo. However, Gao Feng didn't want to cause trouble, so he asked Ma Cha to take people to clean up the accumulated garbage to the camp. Outside, find a place to settle down first.