Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 525 A Bad Legend
It's just that the sky was shrouded in heavy snow, and what he saw was a vast expanse of whiteness, and he couldn't see anything else.

As far as the eyes could see, the scorched black corpses on the ground formed a stark contrast with the white snowflakes, which further made them, who were still alive, more and more embarrassed.

Thinking of this time, he was also in the same embarrassment.

The young Tatar's face became more and more hostile, and his high nose and deep eyes made him even more sinister.

The roar was undisguised: "Where is that woman's younger brother? The condition you gave this prince to surrender was to help him eliminate that hateful woman."

"..." The dwarf took two steps back when he yelled at him, lowered his head guiltily, and muttered in a low voice, no one could hear what he said clearly.

The young Tatar became even more angry, "The prince wants to take that woman's head back to pay homage to the heroic spirit of his father. This is what the prince promised to his mother."

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. "You short brat, you said that as long as you catch that woman's younger brother, that woman will obediently come to your door."

"But now, that woman's younger brother, Prince Ben, didn't see it, and that woman seems to have appeared on the battlefield again."

Now, among their Tatar tribes, there is a bad legend that there is a woman from the Ming Dynasty. As long as she appears on the battlefield, the Tatars will suffer heavy casualties, and even no one will survive.

Just like today, he seems to have gained nothing and lost a lot of his men.

"Ah, ah." His scarlet eyes stared at the surrounding snow-white, like a trapped animal roaring loudly.

The Japanese pirates who were kicked to the ground by him were also terrified. For a treacherous race like him, they are always more sensitive to danger than others.

He wanted to run away, otherwise he was afraid that the bull would kill him with his own hands.

Escape is important.

How could he escape?Fu Xinci, who is sensitive to five senses, has long listened to their conversation.

Although she couldn't understand their language, she could guess a little or two about their conversation from their demeanor.

Besides, they just couldn't guess, thinking that they had kidnapped Ning'er, nothing else matters, as long as they can bear her anger.

Looking at the right time, the Japanese pirate who was about to escape suddenly felt something wrapped around his body.

Winding up quickly from the feet, those tree roots seemed to be alive, and they used great strength to drag him down to the ground.

He watched his body submerge into the white snow and hard soil, and he screamed desperately in fright, accompanied by the sound of his bones breaking and shattering.

"Ah, ahh."

This is incredible.

The young Tatar next to him, who was still full of anger just now, stared at his protruding eyeballs and peed in fright.

Oh my God!I don't know what kind of goblin it is, but it dragged this dwarf into the ground to make fertilizer. It was too scary. He wanted to go home immediately to find his mother.

go home?We didn't say yes.

Captain: It's better to keep them as fertilizer. This will not only save trouble, but also have a good harvest next year.

Xiang Tong: It is best to plant trees, one on each head.When the tree grows up, it can prevent wind and sand, and it can also record how many enemies we have eliminated.

Xu Jiacan: What you are talking about is either bones or human heads, what to do if you scare the timid?I think it is more reliable to burn it to ashes.

Fat Duner: I reserve my opinion, and it will not be too late to speak after the war.

...

The snow is still going on, but if you look closely, you will find that it is much smaller than before.

The thunder is the same, although there is no interruption, but the sound sounds like splitting.

Fu Xinci heard it first, and took out a bottle of water from the space and handed it to the captain.

The captain laughed. He had used his abilities for a long time, and his mouth was already parched.

Look, Xinci is still as considerate as ever.

"Xinci, I want it too." Seeing the hasty squeak, Xiang Tong was afraid that Fu Xiaoniu would forget him.

Fu Xinci didn't speak, and the three bottles of water fell into the hands of three people.

"Ah, this water is still delicious. Kindhearted, when the matter in Qilin Town is over, you can leave some of this spring water for us."

"Ah."

Fu Xinci just responded with a short word, and Xiang Tong's snot bubbles were about to come out.

He does not admit that he is frozen.

Each person drank a bottle of space spring water, and the captain's slowly exhausted strength gradually recovered until it was full.

Xiang Tong's eyes shone even more, comparable to the lightning from his body.

For a moment, there was a ray of bright light mixed with the flashes of lightning, which was Xiang Tong's eyes.

On the edge of the crenel above, Lan Tianyao grabbed the crenel and yelled loudly: "Xiang Tong, are you all right? Our hands are really itchy."

Fat Dun'er was afraid that he would suffer internal injuries, so he replied loudly: "It's ok, you all come down, these bastards are almost frozen to death even if they weren't chopped to death."

The more Fatty thought about it, the happier he became. He had a great time today, and the flesh on his big cheek was trembling.

But when he got the word, Lan Tianyao opened the small door left behind, and ran out first.

Uncle Chen refused to accept his old ways, and ran to the small gate in a few steps, wanting to go out quickly to participate in a close-range battle.

The people behind were much faster than him. With Lan Tianyao making samples in front, the officers and soldiers of the Qianhu Institute rushed over like the tide.

Uncle Chen was immediately pushed aside.

Someone even comforted him, "Uncle, just watch us fight from above."

"That's right." Qi Yuanshan was also afraid of crowding the old man, so he never squeezed those bastards.

Uncle Chen: He's not old yet, and he doesn't agree with what these people say.

It's just that they are all good boys, and he is really not as fast as others with his old arms and legs.

Whoops, he couldn't hold back, so he had to stand back again.

Alas, it wasn't just Uncle Chen who was wilting at this moment.

Qi Yuanshan didn't have much energy, all the soldiers from the Qianhu Office ran to the front, and he and the generals remained on top.

This does not include Zheng Changmin, who has already gone down because of his flexibility.

What can Qi Yuanshan say, he is an adult from a thousand households, he really can't compete with the soldiers.

Alas, when the soldiers had all gone down, he was walking quickly to keep up.

Fu Yu wanted to go down with his two sons, but Uncle Chen stopped him in time.

"You father and son are scholars at first glance, and the battlefield is not suitable for you. Especially when there will be hand-to-hand combat down there, your father and son will not be able to go down."

"..." Yu'er wanted to help.

"My child, if you are still young, don't go down, or you will have to leave someone to take care of you."

Uncle Chen can be regarded as an old soldier, and his knowledge of war is very clear when he talks about it.

"It's a hand-to-hand combat down here, which can also be said to be close-to-hand combat. Your small body is still here with me at the crenel, cheering for them."

(End of this chapter)