Knight of the Light

Fighting has been inseparable from the birth of human civilization. Day after day, year after year, mankind has come out of barbarity in the slaughter and sacrifice, and civilization has progressed in destruction and frustration.

As long as the genocide does not end, humanity will never stop moving forward.

In the shadow of the sword, courage and confidence are the cornerstones of the legend. In the purgatory of blood and fire, human beings can always find the right way to overcome difficulties and lead to success.

When the fierce assassination stopped, the strong man who won the victory stood up. With countless lights watching, the surging crowd was shouting loudly. The struggle of life, the recognition of others, condenses into 'prestige' at this moment.

In front of the muddy beach of Heinuma Village, the bodies of three mud monsters fell. One of them was particularly large, terrible, and ugly. When encountering this kind of monster in the past, the villagers had nothing but flee, and they dared not have the slightest resistance.

But at this moment, the villagers gathered around and pointed at the monster body on the ground, sighing. This year, the strong enjoyed the respect they deserved, and everyone looked at Zhou Qingfeng with fear, surrender and flattering.

The strong are not to be blamed, the strong have power, and they can survive better with the strong. This is a truth that the weak masters in their suffering lives. The strong can gather people's hearts, master resources, and practice their will, so they are more powerful.

Even if Zhou Qingfeng is just a 'parallel importer' now, as long as everyone recognizes him, his status will naturally improve. Not to mention the villagers also believe that he is a noble, which is even more his identity as a leader.

The half-dead tired of the old dwarf, but it also made him extremely happy. It called out several people, set up a stretcher and carried the injured Todd to the witch doctor's shack. The latter has been poisoned by coma and must be treated as soon as possible.

The other villagers gathered around Zhou Qingfeng, respecting and fearing. Someone boldly stepped forward and asked, "Dear Master, do we need to do something?"

The tense fighting had just ended, Zhou Qingfeng was fleshy, with a sense of weakness afterwards, and could not move while standing. After being surrounded by the villagers, he was still a little scared, wondering what these people wanted to do?

But when a respectful greeting sounded, Zhou Qingfeng was relieved. Cyric mocked that he was fatal and survived by chance. He himself couldn't tell how the courage had just arrived? How dare he jump to the back of the silly monster leader to fight for it.

"How many people are willing to accept my order?" Zhou Qingfeng took a deep breath and shouted.

The surrounding villagers took a step forward, raised their hands noisily and echoed Zhou Qingfeng's call. The exact number is difficult to count, but there are at least hundreds of them.

Although this is just a lack of clothing and food, bad character Wuhe people. But Zhou Qingfeng, who was in a big battle, broke out in his heart. He believed that as long as he was well organized, even a single piece of sand could be used by him.

Anyway, these people are inferior and humble, and they are despised like snakes and mice. With Zhou Qingfeng as the leader, it is definitely better than the days when they mixed themselves. This is the biggest reason why the villagers are willing to attach.

With popularity and fame, the next things are much easier to handle.

"Come ten people, and move the remaining corpses of these silt monsters to the old shack. Ask it, is this thing useful?"

"Thirty more people will form a patrol team to bring their own weapons. Divide into three groups, choose a small leader, and set a bonfire inside and outside the village. Especially towards the swamp, patrol day and night to prevent monsters and enemies from invading. "

"The patrol came to me to get the paralysis poison and wipe it on the arrow blade of the weapon. My poison is stronger than what you used in the past, and the monster will see you and run away in the future."

"Who keeps grain in the village? I'm willing to buy it at a high price. Ten more people will be responsible for preparing the food, and the people who work with me will never be hungry."

Heinuma Village has been attacked by swamp monsters and suffered heavy casualties all year round. It's just that the whole village lacks core people, everyone is selfish, and no one is willing to pay for others. The result is that everyone is unlucky.

Now, Zhou Qingfeng has come forward, and finally formed a sparse team. The people in the village had a little hope and a little motivation, and their hearts rejoiced, and cohesion sprang up.

The corpse of the silt boss is lifted and dragged to the dwarf witch doctor's shack. The monster looked terrible, and no one dared to provoke it on weekdays. Today it struck. It should have created a **** wind in the village, but it was unexpectedly lost.

The villagers who carried the body were all smiling. This kind of monster leader has territorial consciousness, and a place often has just one. With it, other terrible monsters generally don't approach Kuruma Village.

In the same way, removing this silt monster leader, the escaped silt monster did not dare to stay in Heinuma Village. Within at least six months, the village's security has been greatly improved.

Although the silt monster's head is stink, its flesh also has a strong carrion taste and cannot be eaten. But this kind of monster is generally covered with treasure, and there are too many places to use.

Zhou Qingfeng hunted this monster, which is equivalent to naturally owning a lot of wealth. The villagers who worked for him were not worried that the `` noble master '' could not afford to pay, only annoyed that he could not do more work for him, in exchange for more food and money.

Heinuma Village has been so lively for the first time since its establishment.

The people who had just run away flocked back again, and were amazed to see the monster's body. Encountered such a strong monster, the village can not die, this is an amazing miracle, and it is worth the joy.

As for killing monsters and protecting the village, "Victor Hugo", it is even more optimistic. But Zhou Qingfeng returned to the village and saw his villagers revering to the sides respectfully along the way, bending over and bowing his head to say hello.

Some were overly excited and even knelt down, thanking His Excellency Hugo for revenge for his loved ones who were devoured by monsters.

Zhou Qingfeng made his body stink during the fight. He pulled back his fine bayonet, and shouted personally and asked, "How to solve the water problem in the village?"

"Back to Master, we have a water well," the villager replied.

"Go get me some hot water, and I want to take a bath." Zhou Qingfeng is no better than the residents of this rotten mud village. He wants to be clean as long as he has a chance.

"But sir, we don't have a boiling pot. We can only use a wooden bucket for bathing," the villager replied.

"Who has a pot?"

"Old Borg has it."

"Go ask the old Borg to borrow. If you need anything, ask him to borrow. I will pay the old Borg." Zhou Qingfeng resolved the problem in one sentence. Come to take a bath, everyone is happy today! "

In cold weather, having a hot bath can be a joy. But for such a simple demand, the poor Henuma Village cannot be popularized.

After Zhou Qingfeng announced that everyone could take a bath, there was a sound of jubilation in the village. This is more exciting than seeing the terrible monster being hunted, greatly improving morale, and strengthening Uncle Chou's status.

Real leaders always make their subordinates happy and happy, and happiness starts with little things. From this moment, Zhou Qingfeng faintly ascended the position of the leader, no one questioned.