The strongest soldier

"Ouch-ouch—!"

A group of people rushed over from the dense forest on the hillside. They were all bare-chested, revealing their dark and strong muscles. Their bronze skin exuded the luster of raw power. Their lower bodies were almost all covered with a piece of linen or animal skin, and their feet were bare. What's weird is that he has a long feather on his head, a small ring on his nose made of something unknown, and a chain made of animal teeth around his neck.

This group of people rushed out of the dense forest like hungry wolves, brandishing various crude weapons in their hands, and howling and screaming. What was even weirder was that after rushing out, this group of people did not immediately shoot arrows to fight, but slowed down their pace, and finally stood together. There was no formation or organization in the pile, but there was an explosive murderous aura, coupled with the strange roaring sound, it made people feel numb.

The mountain eagle looked at this scene in surprise, feeling that what rushed out was not a human being, but a beast that only eats meat. These people were extremely poorly equipped, similar to primitive people, but they gave people endless power and pressure. This was pure violence. With primitive humanity, the mountain eagle's face darkened and he whispered: "Brothers, don't fire yet, wait for my order."

At this time, the strong men in the village also rushed out with their own weapons, roaring like crazy beasts, but they did not attack immediately, but kept a distance of about ten meters from each other. The two sides faced each other, roaring, No one was willing to be outdone. It was as if two groups of bullfights were competing for strength. The mountain eagles were surprised. How old are they? Why are they still fighting like primitive people? Is this a duel to decide the outcome?

At this time, the old man picked up the seriously injured young man and handed it to a man. After giving some instructions, the man hurried away with the young man in his arms. The old man looked coldly at the invading enemy and said in a deep voice to the mountain eagle beside him: " They are a tribe of demons who make a living by robbing others. They are abominable existences, but because of the large number of people, the tribes and villages are unwilling to provoke them, so they hand over some things to them for peace. This time is different from the past, the ones who come are not good."

"What will happen in the past?" Mountain Eagle asked curiously.

"In the past, people were sent to extort property first. If they were unwilling to hand it over, they would send people to rob them. They would not do it directly. I need your help." The old man said and looked at the mountain eagle deeply.

"No problem, what do we need to do?" Mountain Eagle asked in surprise.

"Wait a moment, find out the reason for coming." The old man said in a deep voice, turning to look at the invading enemy, his eyes became cold, like an old lion, striding forward, raising his hands, the strong men of the village He stopped roaring and soon became quiet. A strong man walked out of the invading crowd. He raised his hand to signal the people behind him to be quiet, and faced the old man. He muttered something, but unfortunately the mountain eagle could not understand a word of it.

On the field, the old man and the strong man were exchanging something fiercely. The mountain eagle saw that the villagers around him were so angry that they were all panting heavily. They were extremely angry and looked like they were about to pounce on them to fight. The situation was very wrong. Soon, The old man turned back, signaled everyone not to move, hurriedly came to the mountain eagle and whispered: "They asked for the surrender of ten young people between the ages of fifteen and eighteen."

"What do you want young people for?" Mountain Eagle asked in surprise. He had heard of robbing money, food and women, but never heard of robbing young people, so he couldn't help but become curious.

"I don't know, and I don't want to say it. If I don't agree, I will start a war and bloodbath the village." The old man explained in a deep voice.

"They are a little more numerous than you, so it's not like they don't have the strength to fight." The mountain eagle asked curiously.

"This is just a small team of the Demon Tribe. The Demon Tribe is a tribe composed of greedy people. The composition of the members is very complicated. There are all kinds of people. They are greedy, aggressive, and cruel. They are the cancer of this forest. It is a pity that No one can suppress them, no one knows how many there are, but I heard there are many," the old man explained.

"What's the difference between that and bandits?" Mountain Eagle asked in surprise.

"In fact, they are bandits. They have formed an alliance. We all call it the Demon Tribe. They have developed rapidly in the past two years and are unscrupulous. They will rob any tribe, but they will not cut off people's escape. As long as they hand over a certain amount of property We can pray for peace, but we didn’t expect that the young man would suddenly be asked this time, which will cut off our escape route." After the old man said it, his tone became colder, with more murderous intent. As expected, he had been a mercenary in the past, and his bloody spirit was still there.

The young man is the successor of a village and the foundation for the continuation of a village. No one is willing to hand over the young man to the devil. The mountain eagle nodded knowingly and began to ponder. Looking at the invading demon tribe members, his eyes became cold. , while asking: "Will killing them bring you trouble?"

"Trouble has already arrived, there is nothing to worry about." The old man replied coldly, as if the lion had woken up, a fighting spirit burst out from his body. The lion was old, but still majestic.

The mountain eagle also knew that there was no room for maneuver in the matter. He could either hand it over to the young people or have a big fight. Either way would lead to endless troubles. When the battle started, blood was everywhere on the ground. At this time, the old man said in a deep voice: "They Give us ten minutes to think about it, there is no way we can agree. Young people are the hope and future of the village. We would rather fight and ask for your help to fight off the devil."

"What do you need me to do?" Mountain Eagle asked in a deep voice.

"You have guns, help us kill them." The old man said coldly, with murderous intent.

This forest is full of war, violence and ruthlessness. Survival of the fittest. Everyone has seen a lot of life and death, and a lot of war. No one cares about killing, and no one is afraid of being killed, because this is the world of the strong and they don’t want to be killed. , he could only kill people. When the mountain eagle saw the villagers' resolute attitude, they looked angry. The old man's cloudy eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. If he hadn't been afraid of something, he might have given the order to attack.

War is unavoidable. If you encounter it, then fight it. It can maintain peace for one party and uphold justice. With a decision in mind, I can't help but say murderously: "These people deserve to die, kill them all?"

"It's best to kill them all to prevent leaks. They are plundering everywhere. People in the demon tribe may not know that this team has come to our village. It is better to kill them all. If they know that they are here, they should kill them all. , to avoid tipping off, after this battle, we need time to prepare for relocation." The old man said murderously, but there was endless sadness in his words.

The demon tribe has become a climate. Even if the battle is won, the old man has to consider the issue of relocation, otherwise there will be endless troubles. But, where can we be safe in the vast forest? But it would be worse if he didn't fight, and the village would be wiped out. The mountain eagle felt the helplessness and anger of the old man, and his heart sank, full of sympathy, and he couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Brothers, kill me! No one will be spared."

"Yes." Everyone responded, and the invisible murderous aura suddenly exploded and enveloped the people of the demon tribe.