Apocalyptic Dark Age

This man's ability is also very strange. When he crashes into the desert warriors, two black whirlwinds mince all the deserters within ten meters around him. Countless flesh and blood fragments rush into the sky like a fountain and are evenly scattered across the desert. It was like a rain of blood fell on the human warrior's head.

Jia Luo's methods moved Gao Feng. The short man's ability to show off his skills was more intimidating than lethal on the battlefield. As long as he got close, he would be broken into pieces. Unless he was a lunatic who was not afraid of death, normal people would want to escape from him, even Gao Feng. The Stormtroopers can easily collapse when encountering this show of strength. After all, his Stormtroopers need victory over and over again, not desperate death.

But the desert warriors here are all lunatics. They know that even if they lay down their weapons now, they will be killed. This was doomed when they besieged the grain depot. Even if the bloody corpses are constantly poured on the desert warriors, they Still roaring like a wild beast, he rushed towards Xianfeng Jialuo.

The guards at the grain depot were basically exhausted. Originally there were only less than 3,000 people, but tens of thousands of people were besieging them. They were only slightly blocked and were submerged by the torrent. Some people had already rushed into the grain depot and pulled up the tent where the grain was stored. They saw the hill-like pile of The grain baskets, the dried meat stacked on top of each other, as well as the sauces, pickles, and vegetable dumplings in large and small clay pots, all made the barren people go crazy.

Baskets of grain were carried on the shoulders of the desert warriors. The eighty-kilogram basket of grain seemed as light as nothing. Every desert warrior who grabbed the food ran to the edge of the area with great energy. The food they grabbed was enough for them to eat. Three months, as for three months later, they haven't thought that far.

When the first person grabbed the food, Xianfeng Jialuo roared like a wild beast. He rushed again, rushing towards the desolate man who was grabbing the food. The desolate man in front of him spurted blood and flew backwards, layer by layer. Huangren fell down like a wave, and countless swords and spears slashed at Xianfeng Jialuo's body, but they could not stop him in the slightest.

Looking at that crazy guy, Gao Feng felt a little bit bitter. If he were inside, he wouldn't think of killing tens of thousands of people by himself. That would just be seeking death.

Xianfeng Jialuo rushed less than 200 meters and knocked away hundreds of people before he no longer had the strength to continue charging. In the process, he was chopped at least dozens of times by various weapons and poked by spears. He was hit hundreds of times, and was hit by heavy weapons seven or eight times. When the whirlwind rose again, crushed dozens of people, and cleared a blank, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Xian Feng's mouth.

Before he could wipe away the remaining blood from his mouth, countless desert warriors crowded over again, drowning him like a tsunami. Four or five crazy desert warriors didn't even use weapons, they opened their hands and attacked him like an octopus. He hugged him tightly, and then countless swords, guns, clubs and hammers rained down on him.

The unlucky Xian Feng was finally frightened. His body was scarred, but it was not as frightening as the countless people rushing toward him. The whirlwind broke out again, and dozens of people were minced. Bloody raindrops followed. It fell, with the blood spurted out from his short-term continuous activation of the ability, but the broken corpses could not stop the wild man's rage. There was only one person in Xianfeng Jialuo, and there were no reinforcements around him. He didn't even have a chance to breathe. The waves came up and were crushed in the whirlwinds. The spraying rain of blood never stopped. Seven consecutive whirlwinds turned more than a hundred Huangren warriors into rain of blood within a hundred meters.

Everything within a hundred meters was drenched in blood, whether it was Xian Feng or the Huangren warrior. In the end, Xian Feng, who had become a bloody man, couldn't hold on anymore and jumped up suddenly, trying to escape from this place that made him despair. , with him as the center surrounded by thousands of desert warriors, how could they possibly escape in such a short time?

Xianfeng Jialuo was like a flea, jumping quickly on the head of the desolate soldier. Countless weapons were stabbing at him, and he had to distract himself to avoid it. Countless desolate people jumped into the air, trying to hug his legs and drag him down. But he never jumps in a straight line, and his body shape is unpredictable, moving forward or backward, left or right.

In just a short time, he had already covered nearly half the distance and jumped towards the peak, which was also the quietest place.

Just when Xianfeng Jialuo was only a few hundred meters away from jumping out of the siege, Gao Feng suddenly shook his head in regret. He admired Jialuo for being able to attack tens of thousands of desolate people independently, but it was not enough for him to risk his life to rescue him. In the People's War, which is as majestic as the sea, all the outstanding figures of Jia Luo are paper tigers, even he is the same.

Thousands of throwing spears soared into the sky from the ranks of the deserters, forming a black cloud that covered Xianfeng Jialuo who was jumping in the air. With a shrill and unwilling scream, they plunged into the middle of the deserters, and the scattered throwing spears also It caused huge casualties to the Huangren soldiers. Amidst countless screams, the Huangren fell to the ground one after another. Only some of the Huangren who were lucky enough to stand on the periphery were not stabbed by the spears.

The force of the spear thrown is greater than the power of bullets within ten meters, and the long horns of the horns are comparable to the triangle army thorns in Gao Feng's previous life. Even if Xianfeng Jialuo's skin can withstand small-caliber bullets, it can't withstand it. Although the penetration was not deep, it was painful enough.

Like ants that are not afraid of killing, the deserters swarmed over again and surrounded Xian Feng Jia Luo. These Xian Feng Jia Luo had shaky spears inserted into their bodies. They lay on the ground and roared and screamed. They even forgot to use their abilities. Maybe this was The most terrifying disaster he had ever encountered in his life shattered all his pride and strength.

Pairs of desert warriors surrounded Xianfeng Jialuo, frantically chopping the weapons in their hands, including various fanged knives, rusty iron rods, clubs inlaid with huge animal teeth, and hammers made of stone, like raindrops. It hit the hedgehog-like Xianfeng Jialuo.

Although they were not far apart, Gao Feng could no longer see the Xian Feng Jia Luo. There were only piles of desert warriors slashing desperately, their raised weapons rising and falling, but Xian Feng Jia Luo was no longer seen jumping up from the ground.

A human head was held in the hands of the strongest warrior leader, and loud and shrill roars erupted to the surroundings. The scarred head, with even the forehead collapsed, made all the besieging Huangren warriors go crazy. People were killed, and the chaos in the camp could never be reversed, which also meant that hope of final suppression was lost.

The entire grain depot was occupied by the desert warriors. They fought for the ownership of a certain grain depot and even fought with swords. The battle at the third column station also reached the final stage. This time, all the artillery was bombarding the fourth row of desert warriors. , several groups of elite deserters who had previously surrounded and killed the blood cub gave up on the blood cub, and turned around to attack the deserter warriors who surrounded them.

The blood bastard, on the other hand, did not help each other. He contracted one of his legs to lick the wound. Seeing this, Gao Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. As a strong foreign soldier, the blood bastard was independent of the three major fronts, so he naturally caused a show of strength. They are afraid of them, so they eliminate the power of cronies to monitor the blood boy nearby. Once anything happens to the blood boy, the surveillance troops will entangle the blood boy, and then the three major forces will take action at the same time to kill this uncontrollable but amazingly powerful team. , even if a bloody brat is sent to escort the food, it might not be because he has the intention of killing someone with a borrowed knife.

The only thing I didn't expect was that when the elite troops besieged the Bloody Son, no one from the three major vanguards could come to support. Instead, tens of thousands of Desolate warriors surrounded the third column's station, preventing them from leaving. It turned into a melee. Gao Feng could see the outstanding Jialuo being killed by ordinary people, and the third station was also seen. In this way, the siege and killing of the bloody brat became a farce, and the grain depot was captured. It means that the camp is over.

Only then did Gao Feng focus on the core area. From the moment Ye Kui was released, Gao Feng thought he was dead. However, the chaos in the core area did not stop. On the contrary, it became more and more chaotic. Deployed troops to support the core area, but only saw people entering, not coming out.

That area is also the most feared area. Fireballs, water arrows, earth pillars, and all kinds of weird methods are endless. Corpses are lying on the ground. Occasionally, you can see black shadows colliding with each other, fighting, and strong. The leaders of the elite warriors were also fighting each other, leaving Gao Feng confused about the situation.