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"Ah My hand! "

The black Jiao spits blood in a big mouth, then howls in a big mouth. Gong Yunping is also cruel. He breaks the black Jiao's finger directly.

Longwei's attack was even more powerful. He almost kicked him to pieces.

The two emotions of fear and despair enveloped the black Jiao's chest.

"Bang!"

Black Jiao knelt down directly, did not dare to be careful again, and earnestly explained the most real situation of the artillery barracks.

Originally, more than 200 cannon fodder from the Shenfu area, all of them have committed terrible felonies. They just don't need to die. For some of the crimes, Qin Sheng is biting his teeth, hoping to slap them to death.

"It's very kind of you to be cannon fodder in the Dayan dynasty!" Qin Sheng sneers.

With the changes of the magic dragon wasteland becoming more and more outrageous, the forbidden area and the Jedi are becoming more and more terrible. There are less than 50 people left with more than 200 cannon fodder.

It's only three months, and even more than half of them died. The death rate is many times higher than that in prison.

However, if they are allowed to choose again, the dead prisoners will definitely choose to serve as cannon fodder, because in the prison, there is no day, and the days are like years, extremely painful and desperate.

It's better to join the artillery barracks. As long as enough military workers are accumulated, there will be a moment of freedom.

Only when we lose freedom can we feel how precious freedom is.

Qin Sheng's face was cold. He looked at the black Jiao and the dead prisoners. All the cannon fodder lowered his head. He dared not look at Qin Sheng.

"Although the magic dragon wasteland is dangerous, your cannon fodder has died so much in such a short time, haven't you got less black hands?"

When he heard this, he was shocked, especially the black Jiao. He looked up at Qin Sheng in fear.

Is Qin Sheng still human?

It's terrible. There are so many lightning and firestones. Qin Sheng is right. In just three months, more than 200 pieces of cannon fodder died.

These are the most ferocious prisoners of God's residence, and many of them don't know how many years they have lived in prison, the shorter is decades, the longer is hundreds of years.

The good guys don't have long lives, but the bad guys can live for thousands of years. How can these prisoners, one by one, be cannon fodder safely? Even in the real nine dead Jedi, they have all kinds of strange means of life.

So, in such a short period of time, the only way to die so many cannon fodder is for them to steal military skills from each other!

Don't forget that as long as we accumulate enough military workers, we will be able to change from death row prisoners to fixed-term imprisonment, greatly reduce the time limit for serving the sentence, and even directly regain freedom.

As soon as the black Jiao clenched his teeth and turned his hands, he carefully opened a roll of sheepskin from the ring and handed it to Qin Sheng respectfully.

"Lord, this is a map that we have spent a lot of energy and died a lot of" brothers " Black Jiao doesn't get angry when he speaks. He is clearly a competitor and stabs each other in the back. He even likes his famous brother.

Smell words, Qin Sheng eyes a bright, he took the sheepskin roll, serious look.

This map is very rough. Many parts of the magic dragon wasteland have not been depicted. There are dense marks on it. Several of them are marked with red marks.

"The magic dragon wasteland has changed a lot. Maybe the ban was loose in that year..."

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