Chapter 49 Clan Village The law of the jungle
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Under the dark sky, the screaming cold wind whipped the mountain wall and the snow, rolling up the turbid snow curtain.
On the rugged mountain road in the distance, a group of Noxian scouts wearing gray and white cloaks were walking hard on the thick snow.
Every step will leave deep footprints on the snow.
"Damn it!" Huo Jixing spat out the ice residue in his mouth and couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
The snowflakes that were originally getting smaller and smaller suddenly turned into a restless blizzard after several days of accumulation, sweeping across the silvery white mountains.
Looking around at the almost invisible horizon and the unchanging silvery white scenery around you.
He couldn't help but take out the water bag from his waist, raised his head and drank the half-frozen snow water inside.
Huo Jixing and his party have been walking in the established direction for a long time. Their bodies, which have consumed a lot of energy, are gradually losing water, and even the lining of their armor is getting cold.
In the absence of water, the accumulation of snow that can be seen everywhere has become one of their necessities.
"How long have Xiarupa and the others been away?"
Huo Jixing wiped the corners of his moist mouth and turned to look at Bueno behind him.
Since slaughtering the blood warriors who rushed in rashly, they have seen almost no other living life.
Even the clan warriors who were chasing after them some time ago also stopped a lot.
It seemed that they were the only ones left in the Iron Thorn Mountains.
"It should be. It's almost time to come back!" Bueno raised his stern face, looked at the dim sky, and replied in a deep voice.
Even in such a cruel environment, Bueno still maintained the excellent qualities of a Noxian soldier.
The body is straight, and the two sharp long knives at the waist are half a centimeter away from the sheath.
"Okay!" Huo Jixing shrugged his shoulders and ended the slightly boring chat.
The snowstorm lasted for too long, and even the elite Noxian scouts were overwhelmed and had to remain silent to reduce their body's energy consumption.
Red light covers the pupils.
Huo Jixing looked at the gloomy sky. He thought that this time it would be the same as before, with no rising clouds, but he didn't expect that this time there would be black clouds reflected in his pupils.
"Huh? The black cloud that represents death!?"
Huo Jixing looked suspicious as he looked at the black cloud in the red field of vision.
Then he quickly realized that these black clouds did not belong to Sharupa and the others.
Looking from a distance, I saw slender and thin black clouds, entangled with each other, gathering together and not breaking up.
"The clouds are dim and gathered together, is it a search team, or"
The red brilliance disappeared, Huo Jixing lowered his eyes, his thoughts surging.
Then he made up his mind to change the direction of travel.
The Noxian scouts who were following him looked a little confused when they saw Huo Jixing's sudden change of direction, but they still followed silently.
As for Sherupa and the others, they will follow the team along the specially left marks.
Snow dyes the mountains.
The villages in the valley sleep in a quiet environment created by heavy snow. Only the biting cold wind blows the snow from the roofs from time to time.
"A subordinate clan of Winter's Claw."
Huo Jixing crawled on the top of the valley, looking through the snow, he saw a blue flag fluttering in the wind over the village, with rune patterns engraved on it.
At the same time, there are also low wooden houses built with dark gray trees that come into view. They are staggered and dense.
“Captain of ten!” Shaluba’s voice came from behind.
Huo Jixing turned around and saw that his team members were looking at him with feverish red eyes, and DeWitt was no exception.
“Can’t help it?”
Huo Jixing licked his lips, his heart sank, and he instantly understood what the team members meant.
The infiltration and killings along the way have made everyone work hard to suppress their emotions, and now they have a chance to vent.
“Remember, fight quickly!”
Huo Jixing’s eyes flickered, looking at the villages in the valley, and nodded fiercely.
"Don't worry, Captain!" Rand spoke out, a scary smile appearing on his cold face.
"It's just a group of villagers, we will bring you victory!" in the pale snow.
Under the leadership of Sharuba, a Noxian veteran, the others took advantage of the cover of the wind and snow to quietly reach the village not far away.
Then, a silent killing began!
In the shrieking cold wind, the Noxian scouts broke open the wooden house, sneaked in, and quickly started the massacre.
Huo Jixing stood up and stood on the spot, holding the long knife at his waist, with red light flowing in his eyes, overlooking the bloody killings in the village.
One wooden house.
Two wooden houses
Three wooden houses
Just when he looked at the fourth wooden house, there was an angry and cruel howl. The sound broke the silence of the village.
In an instant.
There was a commotion in the remaining silent wooden houses, and each of the thin villagers, who were almost skeletal and looked like mangosteens, ran out.
Mostly old people and children, very few adult clan warriors.
Faced with a sudden attack, they wrapped themselves in thick furs, made strange shouts, and rushed towards the enemies attacking the village as if they were fearless.
Even the fallen corpses of their own kind cannot stop these Freljordians.
They uphold the ancient spirit of the Freljord, using wildness and killing to drive away the coming Death.
Unfortunately, they were facing elite Noxian scouts.
Looking at the old, weak, sick and disabled people in front of them who were as tall as sticks and with fanatical expressions, Xialuba and the others showed no mercy, waving their sharp blades and killing wantonly.
This is war!
The two parties had an everlasting relationship from the beginning.
It can be seen from the previous resistance of the clan warriors that they are extremely aware of the situation they are in, and only victory can lead to survival.
The cruel reality is revealed in the gradually turning red night.
Like a winter blizzard, it crushes the will of the clan warriors.
Looking down from the sky, the red and hot blood mixed with the blazing flames ignited the wooden houses one after another.
Behind the Noxian scout, the roars full of pain and hatred stopped, until the last scream disappeared in the wind.
"The weak will eat the strong!" Huo Jixing clenched the handle of the knife and shook his head gently.
He has a moral bottom line, but he has not forgotten that he is no longer in the peaceful society of his previous life, but is deeply involved in the current bloody war.
Everything is based on completing the task and surviving.
After a cup of tea, the massacre was over.
Xialuba led everyone back with blood all over his body, talking and laughing. The dull atmosphere earlier dissipated with this massacre.
"Let's go!"
Huo Jixing took one last look at the ruined village and took the lead to leave on the snow.
In the hills not far from the village.
Huo Jixing and the others were lucky enough to find a cave where food was stored. They were not polite and went in directly.
It was only when they swept the cave that they discovered how little food there was.
A few shriveled pieces of bacon and some rough and hard rations were not enough for everyone to fill their teeth.
But these are the food that the clans and tribes have stored up to survive the cold winter.
When the team rests.
Moore, a second-hand cook, began to show off his cooking skills without hesitation.
In the boiling turbid snow water, finely chopped bacon floated up, and underneath was a ration that looked like mashed potatoes.
Although it looks very ugly, in the current environment, it is already considered a good delicacy.
Everyone didn’t mind it, and ate the hot food. A happy atmosphere gradually filled the cave inside and outside.
After dinner, Huo Jixing stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave, looking at the screaming cold wind. As if thinking of something, he turned his head and motioned for Eric and Korda to come out with him and go around the cave. lock up.
While patrolling, check to see if there are any missing ‘prey’.
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(End of this chapter)