Chapter 632

The cold wind blows, the north wind blows, the horse's hooves pass, and the light of the sword flashes.

"Why..."

Voice did not fall, the head has been out of the neck, rolling to one side. There was surprise and anger in his wide eyes, and doubt and fear on his face. His mouth was wide open and he wanted to say more, but he couldn't say a word. The eye son is at a loss for an instant empty, only rich facial expression, still keep doubt and anger, accompany snow on the face.

Screams and cries of pain, briefly sounded, and then disappeared in the biting wind.

They don't know why. Yesterday, they met with the same team that carried food and supplies to the front line. At that time, they also ridiculed how poor this small tribe was. They didn't put these people in their hearts at all. They were humble and respectful, and offered them liquor and delicious food.

Why do these people kill the gods in the twinkling of an eye?

Soon, there was a strong smell of blood floating in the temporary camp, and many people were still sleeping and died by cutting their throats with a knife.

These people were killed in a dream without even knowing it, without any resistance. Faint, but also smell the taste of liquor, barbecue remaining aroma. In the dark, a lamp in the tent is like beans. Two people are holding steel knives that are still dripping blood. They are using the dim light to confirm once again that all the people in the tent have been killed.

The same scene happened in the tents.

There are also some people who just get up at night, or are aware of something being awakened, but these few people are killed immediately.

The cry and cry of these people awakened some people. But these people drank a lot of liquor last night. They were dizzy, dim eyed, slow and stiff. They were also killed quickly. Even if some people react, they are not the opponents of those people who are sober, sharp, quick, and like killing machines.

What's more, the number of these humanoid killers is more than that of them, and most of their people have died in their sleep.

Of course, these unfortunate ghosts who were killed did not understand what happened to them until they died.

"Da Dada, dada... "

The sound of footsteps finally sounded, and the agile and light humanoid killers finally stopped creeping around. They patrolled and dealt with the aftermath in the camp filled with the smell of death. A corpse was dragged out of the tent. At the edge of the camp, a wall more than a foot high was built with cleared snow. Someone shoveled a narrow ditch at the edge of the fence.

The bodies, lined up at the edge of the ditch, head and neck, hang down in the ditch.

Red blood, down their necks in the ditch, flowing fast along the ditch!

Humanoid killers, everyone's body, are full of blood, strong murderous. They were silent, quick and orderly. Everyone is doing all kinds of things, but orderly, without any clutter, as if they have done the same thing dozens of times, hundreds of times, or even more.

In the eastern sky, there is a touch of fish belly white.

"Daddada..."

The sound of the horse's hooves pounded the ground, and several cavalry teams in the distance approached the camp from different directions. Some people were standing high, waving flags to the cavalry and waving flags.

The cavalry entered the camp and dismounted to help the humanoid killers. Soon, the tents in the camp were put away, the valuable things on the body were taken away, and the clothes were stripped down. Those miserable bodies are lying in the snow, their heads are pitifully falling in the ice and snow ditch. At this moment, the ditch is full of red blood.

In the camp, there are many ice skates. These ice skates are full of all kinds of things. They are covered with horse skin and fixed with ropes.

"Big brother, I don't get much."

Old and some broken armor, bronze like metal face, a pair of eyes, half open and half close, shooting sharp eyes. The man came to a man who was looking at the ice skates and complained discontentedly.

"It's good to grab some things, not many things, not many people."

Looking at the ice skaters, they are dressed just like this person. This group of people are all dressed in this way, like some ordinary small tribe of Beiyu people. If it wasn't for them, so many people were together, and they were all silent and orderly cleaning up the camp. It can be seen at a glance that these people have the same discipline as iron. They are all possessed by killing gods. They really think that this temporary camp is just one of the many small tribes in the northern region.

"We have to grab more. We'd better do a big job."

The tone of the great man was full of banditry. In fact, at this moment, he also brought out some banditry.

There are also bandits in the northern region, especially after the defeat of the last war with Northern Xinjiang. To be a bandit in the northern region where everyone is like a wolf is, of course, ferocious, brave, cunning and vicious. So these people look like bandits.

The bandits in the northern region are different from those in the Central Plains. The bandits in the Central Plains generally have a fixed nest or even a fixed scope of action. The bandits in the northern region are called "roving bandits" because they never have a fixed nest and are always moving. These people have excellent riding skills, skillful bowing and horse riding skills and quick reaction. They come and go like the wind, their whereabouts are uncertain, and they are wandering everywhere, which is the most troublesome.However, there can be no such strict discipline for itinerant bandits.

The elder brother turned back to smile, a face, just like the devil coming out of hell, ferocious and terrible!

On his face, there was a deep bone scar. From his left forehead to his right neck, his head was almost cut in half. Even if the injury has been healed, but left this deep scar, like a dragon in general, with his smile writhing, like a living creature.

"Brothers, the manpower is limited. It's hard to do big work."

His voice is hoarse, with the sound of metal friction, which makes people feel palpitating.

Another big man came up and said with a smile, "big brother, it's not enough to make such a fuss, but there's no way to solve the problem."

The elder brother rubbed his thick beard: "yes, that's why I recruited a lot of bastards to expand the team. Only those bastards, all wild, can't let them spoil our affairs."

"Those bastards, they've been training a little bit recently. Let them work harder."

Big brother's sharp eyes swept through the empty camp. Some people were covering their bodies with snow, and there were bloody camps. Every other distance, there are several humanoid killers, with cold eyes, watching these people busy.

"The situation is critical. It's time to do something big."