Apocalyptic Dark Age

The Dark Age of the End of the World Text 606 Plan

Tianzhao was extremely upset because of his family's involvement in the wilderness. He disagreed with Gao Feng's proposal. Caifeng was moved in his heart and whispered behind Gao Feng:

"Some people from the eastern tribe have already left. According to the news, two outstanding leaders in the east have died, and the remaining two have decided to join the Xuan Ye family and become vassals..."

Gao Feng and Tianzhao took a deep breath. The Eastern Tribe was captured by the family without even taking a single breath. The strength of the family was too terrifying, wasn't it?

"In addition, there is another reason why the Xuan Ye family has entered the wilderness. It is to find an airship. On the airship, there is a Rishan Jialuo named Jieming who has disappeared in the wilderness. I heard that there is something in Jieming that the Leishan family is interested in. Secret, so this time, the Leikai family supported the three airships of the Xuanye family..."

This time, Gao Feng and Tianzhao looked at each other silently and stopped talking. Gao Feng would not tell the Xuan Ye family about the whereabouts of Jiminga Luo, otherwise the problem would be huge.

"But there is also news that someone in Wangyue City State killed Jimin, but it has not been confirmed yet..."

The information about Cai Feng was relatively well-informed. The various information was tangled together and became a mystery that could not be easily solved. Gao Feng still did not speak. The relationship between Huo Yan and him was also a secret. In his heart, Huo Yan, who had no family background, On the contrary, it is more reliable than the Xuanye family.

"But I think Lord Xuantian doesn't need to worry about this. Lord Xuantian is the son of Lord Youming. Lord Youming has the hope to become the Split Mountain Jialuo. At that time, he will be the direct descendant of the Xuanye family and has the right to keep Cuiliu City. Give it to your descendants. As the only descendant of Lord Youming, no one can take away what belongs to you..."

"Shut up, don't say this..."

Before Tianzhu's anger was completely burned, Gao Feng stopped Caifeng. Tianzhao took a deep look at Gao Feng and said nothing. He turned and walked away, followed closely by Hong Shi. At this time, on the edge of the battlefield, except for a Apart from the desert captives sitting in piles on the ground and the elite warriors guarding them, only Fengfeng and Caifeng were left.

"Don't mention You Ming in front of Tianzhao, no matter at any time..."

Gao Feng sighed, then thought of something and asked strangely:

"Why were you thrown out of the airship? Could it be..."

Having said this, Gao Feng imagined a scene in his mind. Inside the airship, a tall, thick, ugly man with hair all over his body smiled lewdly and threw himself at Cai Feng. Cai Feng, who would rather die than surrender, in despair, jumped out of the airship for the sake of chastity?

Then the scene was taken out by Gao Feng. It seems that in the wilderness, a woman still doesn’t know what chastity is?

"I was thrown down because I heard something I shouldn't have heard, about you..."

"about me?"

Gao Feng hadn't been so surprised for a long time. He didn't expect that he would be so famous?

"Did you offend someone? The Seventh Highness of the Thunder Splitting Family wants you to die..."

Caifeng told some of the things he heard on the airship. Here, Caifeng concealed the news about Hongsha and informed Gaofeng about the news about Jiuxuan. This was also Caifeng's attempt to protect himself. He only heard the news about Hongsha. Thirteen His Highness is going to kill her. If she is still stupid enough to talk nonsense, she is really asking for death.

He didn't pay much attention to these Gao Feng. Starting from Yue Tan Yi, some members of the family had always been at odds with him. They kept shouting and killing him, which made Gao Feng himself baffled. He didn't owe those guys anything, so why should he be punished? Clean your neck and wait for slaughter? Since others want to kill him, he won't just sit back and wait to see who kills whom?

More desolate people were found by the scattered elite warriors and were forcibly escorted back to the camp. The desolate people's camp was almost destroyed. Groups of captured desolate people came out of the camp carrying corpses, like ants carrying food. Piles of corpses were built into hills on the battlefield that had been soaked with blood. Hundreds of corpses formed a hill, and the hills were like chess pieces dotted in a chessboard. Looking at them, they were so densely packed that it was hard to tell how many there were.

The obscure sky was even more obscure due to the thick smoke. It should have been afternoon at this moment, but it was darker than dusk. Pieces of charred matter kept falling from the sky. It was unclear whether these objects were the charred remains of wood, leather, or burned human bodies. The ashes after burning.

The scorched fragments fell on the blood-red hillside, and were trampled heavily on the soles of their feet, trampling the former grass into sticky mud. The mud was squeezed and deformed between pairs of bare feet stained with blood and dirt, and from time to time it fell from the ground. Some broken human body fragments were squeezed out from the bottom, including ears, wrists, half of the soles of the feet, half of the gums, and more fine pieces of meat.

The air was filled with the depressing smell of blood, and even the anxious breath was suppressed by the blood. The deserted prisoners of war gathered the corpses of their companions. There was no resentment or curses, only empty numbness. It seemed that what they were carrying and dragging in their hands were not corpses, but just corpses. Stinky sacks.

When nearly two hundred sacks were poured onto the hillside, blue flowers bloomed on the hillside. There was no thick smoke that blocked the sun, and there was no burning stench, only the burning smell that burned everything. The blue flame burned faintly.

Looking at the hundreds of burning fires on the hillside, Gao Feng let out a long sigh. Although he did not find Cloud Atlas and Cloud Atlas, the war was almost over. There was no point in continuing the fight. Regardless of whether it was Huangren, Still from the East, even Gao Feng's own men are just fish on the chopping board, waiting for others to cut out the fat with a knife.

This battle was fought strangely. Yun Tu would probably never understand why the western tribes dared to take action. It was obvious that the Desolate tribe had an army of 80,000 people. Regardless of the number and level of the front line, or the strength of the tribe, they were all at odds with each other. On the human side, why do the western tribes dare to take action?

Although he was using Luo Xing as an excuse, Gao Feng knew in his heart that this was just one of the excuses. In the final analysis, it was his disdain for Huang Ren and his private ambition. A man cannot lose power for a day. When Gao Feng and Tianzhao separated, After that, after running a great business, Gao Feng knew that he would never be able to go back to the past.

Thousands of people live and die in just one thought. Ordinary people have never experienced this feeling, and they will never understand it. If you are poor, you can be alone, but if you are successful, you can help the world. When you are alone, Gao Feng wants to see more of the world. How many people are you now? Thousands of people were waiting for him to see the rice cook, so naturally they had different thoughts.

For Gao Feng, the prosperity outside belongs to others, and the wilderness, no matter how poor it is, belongs to him. Since God allowed him to appear in this world and gave him this authority, wouldn't he be sorry for himself if he didn't make a career?

It was precisely because I decided to make a career and regain the previous civilization that this war took place. The planet was part of the excuse. The more reason was that Peak was short of manpower. I had never studied management in my previous life. Even if I commanded the troops to fight, , he has never cared about how soldiers' clothes are produced, or how the raw materials for rifles are forged, but he knows one thing that as long as there is a population, he can gradually complete his plan. His plan is to build an underground underground that is no worse than A3. City and a ground city that is even larger than Cuiliu City.

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