The Strongest Trainer

They walked forward together and saw the village being captured and burned down, all as if they were connected to hell.

In order to restrain as soon as possible, the southern Yiming who ran in the territory as a guerrilla.

To restrain the public from suffering more harm, none of them can be stopped.

Levin, who was suddenly on the front line, stopped the horse abruptly.

The cavalry behind them also trained and stopped, and General Lewann and his officer Pollard jumped off their horses to inspect the **** scene in front of them.

It was a dead body that was no longer in human form, and the blood had penetrated into the ground and had not dried up yet.

"It's like an alien from the South."

Lewann and Pollard didn't have any dislikes and probably had a new mood, so they squatted down to observe the scene carefully.

"It's like being killed by all kinds of blunt weapons."

Pollard: "With traces of dragging around, it should be a dead horse?"

"Yes."

Lewan nodded and walked backwards, and immediately moved forward.

"The village ahead should be able to show us."

They moved forward and soon came to the entrance of the village. The first thing that caught their eye was a pool of blood stains.

The few villagers who are being treated are piles of remains on their left and right.

Seeing the soldiers from afar, the villagers who were doing things gave them a numb look, continuing their own affairs.

Pollard was about to step up to ask when he dismounted, Lewan stopped him.

Walked towards the villagers in person.

He stepped forward and took a look at the pile of remains aside, and found from his clothes that all of the piles of remains were soldiers of foreign races from the South.

"Friend, did you kill all these people?"

He looked obviously cut off his body and deliberately asked the villagers for advice.

"no."

Only one of these people revived him on their backs.

Basically, the other people didn't want to analyze Le Wan.

"It was an adult who killed him, and he handed over us to burn these remains.

Avoid spreading the plague in the future. "

He said that he was the first one to climb out of the city, throwing the timber into the pit with the others.

Finally, the torch on the side was thrown into the pit. Several people helped Lewan shout behind him. Pollard brought three or four subordinates to help the villagers deal with the remains.

Lewan looked at the free villager and asked, "Where is the adult you mentioned now? I want to see him."

"On the other side of the village, that is the tomb of our village, and he is funding it."

When the villagers said this, they looked up at Lewan dimly.

But there was no words, just hands pushing the remains of the tomb inmates piled aside into the fire pit.

"General."

Pollard on the side stepped forward.

Lewand nodded, and shouted into the distance: "Not on the spot."

Then he turned his head to Pollard and said, "Let's go to the other side and take a look."

The few villagers completed the task.

Just about to go to the cemetery to create them, he didn't say anything, just walked forward in silence, and finally there was a ruin here.

Riva and Pollard who walked here could feel a deep sense of grief and excitement from the surrounding environment and the villagers in front of them.

When they walked to the other side of the village not far away, they smelled the fragrance for a while before they discovered that the villagers were throwing a Simaqi song platform into the pot.

Feel free to cook.

Not far away, two horses are being tied to a tree, running with their suitcases.

"The adult who taught you is over there."

Lewan asked the villagers very well. The villagers turned their heads towards Lewan and saw his regular **** digging a hole.

"You send this jar to that adult."

An old woman looks at it. The horse meat was sent to the law, and a little boy was asked to send it to a child.

The little boy nodded, holding the bowl tremblingly from the ground, and finally walked towards Xiaozhi from the ground, and let the original preparation take a step.

Walking towards Xiaozhi, Lewan stopped again.

Xiao Zhi put the tiny body into the small pit.

"My lord, have something to eat."

When he was about to fill the soil, he suddenly heard the voice of the little boy.

The little boy came to Xiaozhi with a bowl and stick.

Ah, thank you"

Xiao Zhi caught a can, looked at the little boy and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"I'm not in a hurry." The little boy shook his head.

With lotus pond cheese on his face, unyieldingly mature.

Just said the old woman who was cooking,

"There is a lot of horse meat."

"I don't know how to drink."

"Plus..."

He lowered his head, "There are fewer people here. It must be enough."

That's it"

Xiaozhi said, drew a dagger from his back.

This was searched and sent from a foreign race in the South. He inserted the dagger into the earthen jar and fished him out and took a bite.

This is the pure spicy taste. The poor villages naturally cannot have salt or other seasonings. They can only eat some water and boil them.

That fish, if they had meat, it was broken.

I regret that the tension during this section of the road is what makes people feel.

Xiao Zhiman casually ate, but saw that the little boy hadn't walked away, but looked up at him secretly. He looked at the horse meat on the tip of the knife in a daze.

Said, "Do you want to eat?"

"No no……"

The little boy shook his head quickly, standing and watching him sit down cross-legged.

His eyes are as high as the little boy.

"Then you have something to do with me. Tell me something."

The little boy was silent for a while.

Then he thought about it, "My lord, why are you so good?"

Xiao Zhi's chewing paused, then swallowed the food in his mouth, threw the horse meat and the dagger towards the earthen jar, and said to the little boy.

"Is it awesome? It's almost meaning than the source."

The little boy was a little surprised to argue that in his eyes, he could probably put out all the rangers of the southern alien race.

How could the man who controls the unimaginable force of the army probably not be strong enough?

Xiao Zhi looked straight into the boy's eyes.

"I almost meant it, so I came to you."

The little boy muttered to himself, "Well..."

"Sorry, it seems to be something that makes you sad."

Looking at the little boy who seemed to be about to cry, Xiao Zhi initiated his hand to touch his head, and walked towards the surface.

I saw a middle-aged man in a suit standing there as if waiting for his arrival.

He has long white hair and a beard.

With wise eyes and a strong figure, he saw Xiaozhi walking and reaching out to him, "Hello, I am the general of the Imperial Zhu Lanfang Army, Lewan"

"Thank you very much for helping this village."

"Actually not."

Xiaozhi reached out and shook his hand, and walked towards Sayu who was bandaging the wound of the patient.

Pollard on the side seemed to be angry and regretful. He was about to speak forward, but when Lewand waved his hand, it meant that the general glanced at Pollard. *