Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland
Chapter 365 The Game of Giants (Complete Chapter)
The hot and humid miasma converged towards the depression.
It mixed with the steaming moisture from the soil, forming a thick and persistent mist that enveloped the entire swamp of Shark Village.
Surrounding Daze is a series of undulating hills and low mountains. There are only a few passages to enter the city.
This has also become its natural barrier, allowing it to resist wild beasts and rebels without building high walls when it was first established.
And between this passage.
Members of the Hound Gang built tall towers and shooting walls, and elite crossbowmen rotated day and night to firmly control the situation.
Any intruder who approaches without authorization must carefully consider how many lives he has in front of them.
Just like now.
There were some unscrupulous wanderers who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to sneak into the alliance. As soon as they were identified by the hounds, they were shot to death by random arrows on the roadside.
One of them probably just wanted to beg, but he was treated the same.
The crossbow arrow penetrated his body fiercely, piercing through the already torn cloth with straps, and nailed the man to death in the muddy water. The scattered coins on his body were scattered on the ground.
Shark Village did not come forward to clean up the bodies.
These people, who were still looking frightened, were left with crossbow arrows stuck in them, slowly struggling to death, and then rotting in the swamp.
This is the logo.
The meaning of warning is quite strong.
There were members of a small gang passing by, and when they saw this, they walked away quickly, fearing that they would be mistaken for having evil intentions and be shot by the Hound Gang.
Although the possibility of this is small.
But if someone really does this, you can only break your teeth and swallow it in your stomach, thinking yourself unlucky.
It can be said to be quite domineering.
At this time, another group of people walked out of the Shark Village and walked towards the outside of the city. They were about to approach the tower of the Hound Gang.
Judging from their attire in jackets and visors, it was obvious that they were not from the same group as the hounds.
"They don't want their lives..."
Some people couldn't help but speak.
Looking at the formation, this gang is not very powerful.
"You don't want to die," the companions around him quickly grabbed him and whispered: "Those are the Double Blades... offending them would be more terrifying than death..."
The person who spoke earlier took a closer look.
Sure enough, there were two thin knives, one long and one short, hanging on the waists of these people.
His hair stood on end, and he quickly blended into the crowd with his companions without saying a word.
Although the core members of the Double Blade Regiment are few, they do not have any stronghold towns under their control.
But their secret industries are spread all over the place, and they control the few medical resources in the swamp.
As a result, they became friends with most of the gang leaders and seemed to have reached some kind of deal.
At this alliance, the support they received was second only to the Hound Gang and the Black Switchers.
Even if it is ranked last among the giants.
Compared to these small shrimps, they are considered ferocious big fish.
"Big fangs." The hound captain on duty was wary at first, then relaxed and saluted.
No matter what, the other party is a big boss.
This bit of face still needs to be given.
The man wearing an armored mask glanced at the crowd who had just been shot: "Hound dogs, can you give these things to us?"
"...please."
Big Fang nodded, and he was just being polite.
With a gesture from him.
The members of the Double Blade Regiment crossed the checkpoint, stepped forward, took out their short knives, and cut open the corpses and some people who were not dead one by one, as if they were looking for something.
From time to time, someone who looked like a doctor would come forward and instruct them to put the organ meat pieces into the freezer.
The bloody smell that was already permeating the air became even stronger.
The hounds remained calm, their eyes watching their noses, their noses watching their hearts, and they pretended not to see anything.
Those who saw this scene from a distance felt chills in their hearts.
They remembered the legend.
Anyone who offends the Hound Gang will at best be found dead on the street the next day.
And if you are favored by the Double Blade Group, every part of your body may have been scattered around the world the next day.
at the same time.
In a tavern on the edge of Shark Village, two guests were having a drink on the open-air balcony.
One of them was wearing a hood and was petite. He held the wine glass with a slender hand and looked like a woman.
The other person has a tall and tall figure, holding his chin in one hand and looking out of the fence.
His appearance was covered by layers of straps, with only one golden eye showing, shimmering.
If it is outside.
Such attire may be quite bizarre.
But during the alliance, in the swamps where cows, ghosts and snakes were mixed, they were not conspicuous.
There were very few customers in the tavern, only the two of them - and the bartender in charge obviously didn't take them seriously. He came up to refill the drinks once or twice, then lay down on the counter and dozed off.
"Jaeger, what did you see?" The woman said, her voice was like her body shape, she sounded petite, but she was obviously an adult.
"A bunch of mad dogs... eating the corpses."
The man named Jaeger, as he spoke, picked up a piece of meat from the wooden table and put it into his mouth, making an expression like a bone dog baring his teeth, and gestured:
"'Da Bo', does it look like it to you?"
"You don't have to call me the way they do."
Bo was amused for a moment, but his expression suddenly turned cold: "I don't like them."
Logically speaking, from this distance.
Ordinary people can never see what is happening in the direction of the tower.
But listening to their conversation, Jaeger actually had a clear view of those people's actions and reactions.
Such strength.
Even many gang leaders don't have it.
"I know." Jaeger took over.
"Those small gangs are already considered important figures in front of the swamp people - and being invited to Shark Village is considered to be on the card table. Among various groups, they are already a force that cannot be underestimated..."
"However, in the eyes of those giants."
"They are just food for themselves to fight for power and gain strength."
"As soon as these people were put on the table, they were already divided up."
"As for the Hound Gang and the Double Blades, they are of the same class. Although they each have different interests and purposes, when they really have to face the people below, their positions are consistent and they can get along harmoniously with each other. ”
"How can a person have empathy with his own food?" He lowered his eyes.
"Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimps..." Bo took over the words and paused, "In the end, they were all eaten by this 'shark', right? This unlucky name is really appropriate."
"Whatever, as long as we don't get eaten, it'll be fine." Jaeger laughed.
Bo shook his head, as if he disagreed.
She lowered her voice: "Hound, black converter, double-edged group..."
"We have been in Shark Village for so long, and we have a pretty good grasp of the general situation of each faction. Do you think anyone can possibly cooperate with us?"
This time it was Jaeger's turn to be speechless.
He looked cynical, but in his heart he was clear.
These gangs in the swamp are unlikely to accept them, and may even shun them.
because……
They are ‘anti-slavery’!
It is a rebel organization wanted by the United City, the Merchant Guild, all nobles and slave owners, and all over the continent. Each member has a high bounty, and everyone is eager to get rid of it quickly.
Although, the influence of anti-slavery people cannot be underestimated.
But once you get involved with them.
It is bound to anger a powerful country like the United City, and it will also face numerous pursuits and arrests by the imperial army - the two sides have a never-ending relationship.
The forces in the swamp may not be harmonious with the United City, and they compete with each other.
But this does not mean that they can accept the sworn enemy of United City and get into trouble for nothing.
more importantly.
After being contacted on the ground, Jaeger had to admit.
These gangs in the swamp are not from the same group as them.
Although it is said that there is still a gang of skinners who have not come to Shark Village yet, but from what they have found out, this gang is no longer as prosperous as it used to be. Even if they participate in the alliance, they cannot change the overall situation.
Not to mention, with Jaeger's theory and understanding.
They are probably the same species.
"This trip was in vain." He sighed.
Bo nodded silently.
The purpose of their trip is of course not just to find allies for the anti-slavery people... But now in broad daylight, walls have ears, and other things are inconvenient to discuss.
However, there is no help from the local forces in the swamp.
Other tasks become difficult to complete.
From this aspect, Jaeger was right.
Just when the two of them were about to check out and leave, making other plans, Jie Ge's exposed single eye moved and he pulled the petite Bo.
He held on to the fence, leaned forward, looked out of the city, and expressed surprise:
"This is……"
"This is……"
Big Fang's eyes hardened, and his lips tightened under the mask.
What he could see were layers upon layers of figures, a forest of swords and halberds, with no end in sight.
And the cold light reflected by the blade was as if it could cut through the miasma that lingered in the swamp all year round.
An 'army' lined up neatly and passed through the passage in the dense forest.
Walk straight towards the level.
Big Fang stood in front of the checkpoint and felt the ground shaking with their footsteps.
The members of the Double Blade Group were shocked and stopped what they were doing.
Their numbers are not large.
Standing in front of this approaching uninvited guest, I feel like a lone boat caught in a flash flood, and may be smashed to pieces by the rapids at any time.
The faces of the Hound Gang members on the tower also changed.
"stop!"
The guard captain ordered the ballistae to be prepared while using a loudspeaker to shout in the direction of the incoming person.
The hounds' mission is to:
First, we will welcome the swampland people participating in the alliance, and at the same time review the qualifications of large and small forces to participate.
Secondly, it is to bring in those unqualified people who want to join the alliance...
Shot dead on the spot.
They are the first line of defense to protect Shark Village and maintain order in the alliance.
"Stop all of you, otherwise..."
No wonder the guard captain was so nervous.
The alliance has started for a long time, and almost all the people who should attend the meeting have arrived.
After all, for most ordinary gangs, the first half of the alliance is the key. It is a platform for them to make friends with each other, hook up with bosses, and expand their connections.
As for the second half of the alliance, fighting for the king of the swamp...
That is the game of the giants, what does it have to do with us?
Anyway, it won’t fall on one’s own head.
Based on the experience of the Hound Guards, most of the people who are still close to the Shark Village are fishers in troubled waters, and there is nothing wrong with shooting them on the spot - anyway, even if there is a mistake, no one dares to call for accountability to their Hound Gang. On the head.
"Otherwise..." The guard captain rolled his throat.
——Otherwise I will fire!
However, he did not dare to say it out loud.
The visitors were traveling extremely fast, the team was equally organized, and the number of people was even greater.
The guard captain of the Hound Gang has been on duty for so long during the alliance and has received many famous gangs before, but none of them have such power.
For the first time, he had the worry of not using his power to bully others. Instead, he worried about gains and losses and could not say any harsh words.
The only hope is that the other party will restrain themselves after hearing the warning.
Be honest and accept your own examination.
The captain stopped talking and motioned for one of the gang members to climb down from the tower and return to Shark Village to report and ask for instructions.
He had no doubt.
If this army were friendly, it would be fine.
If they have malicious intentions and even want to attack Shark Village - regardless of whether they can succeed, at least the front line checkpoint where they are located will be broken through in an instant.
However, something happened that made Captain Hound despair.
After hearing the warning I just gave.
Instead of slowing down, the team in the distance blew a long horn - that was the charge order!
Then, it was like spring thunder rolling to the ground.
The sound of marching footsteps roared and approached quickly.
Mixed in among them was the sound of weapons clashing with each other.
This time, even Big Fang, who had always maintained his demeanor as a big leader, could no longer stand.
If what comes is really an enemy.
Those members of the Double Blade Regiment outside the checkpoint are the first to bear the brunt, and they may not be able to withstand even the first wave.
He quickly retreated towards Shark Village.
The gang members wearing double swords were also in a panic. Following closely behind their leader, many complete organs that had been collected with great difficulty were scattered on the ground in the rush, creating a scene of Shura.
Watching the double-edged regiment retreat into the defense line.
The hound captain was cursing in his heart.
The Double Blade Group can retreat, but these people cannot.
In order to create an image of a leader in the alliance, and the Hound Gang originally occupied Shark Village, they have been playing the role of host in a tacit understanding... Iles had ordered them to ensure the security and order during the meeting. Great embrace.
This works great.
The image of the overlord of the Hound Gang is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
However, this also means that they bear almost all the responsibilities.
If you neglect your duty, you will retreat without a fight.
The other forces in the swamp saw the joke.
It is undoubtedly a major blow to the prestige of the Hound Gang.
When the time comes, not to mention Big Green... that conscientious Lord Ils will have to skin him alive.
Think of this section.
The guard captain finally made up his mind and asked all the crossbowmen to point in the direction of the incoming person, gritted his teeth and roared: "Don't come any further!"
In the mist, they will soon appear.
No matter what, the dignity of the Hound Gang must be maintained.
Just as the menacing team was about to step into the range of the tower's ballista, there was suddenly another sharp whistle, and the rapid footsteps gradually stopped.
- They stopped.
The captain felt happy.
He didn't have time to think or be surprised by the other party's prohibitive and unusual swamp gang. He just felt that at this moment, the visitor was finally forced by the power of the Hound Gang and stopped his arrogant behavior...
tread.
A figure walked out first, regardless of it, and was directly exposed to the range of the ballista.
He wore a metal hat that covered his face, carried a long knife at his waist, and wore a uniform and leather armor that was looming in the mist.
As the boots embedded with armor plates stepped on the land of Shark Village, the crisp footsteps echoed, and they seemed to step on the hearts of the hound guards.
The tight string finally broke.
A hound gang member operating a ballista pulled the trigger with a trembling finger.
On the tower, crossbows shot through the wind.
Aim at the person below and roar away!
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