Chapter 295 Declaring War
This is a strange plane.
Towering giant trees more than 20 meters high, dotted with mountains floating in the air, colorful and dense rainforest full of strange plants, and various animals and plants glow at night, just like a fantasy garden in a dream.
It's like a devil living in a sea of blood.
Humans live in the Iron Jungle.
And in this beautiful environment, there are also some indigenous people living there.
Looking at the corpse lying in the pool of blood, Chen Feng had deep eyes, obviously thinking about something, the other party's soles were big and covered with calluses, it was obvious that they had already gotten used to the jungle environment, they didn't even need shoes, just You can move freely around here.
Their skin is gray, and in the dark night, it is difficult to find their whereabouts with the naked eye. Their necks are very long, and they are even considered uncoordinated with human eyes, but their noses are very big, just like the noses of lions. Perhaps, they The sense of smell has also been enhanced.
In addition, there is a weapon beside him, a [javelin], the handle is carved from wood, and the top is polished stone.
Chen Feng picked up the javelin and lightly threw it on the ground. The hard ground was like tofu, and it was pierced directly.
Very sharp!
Chen Feng's pupils shrank into a thin line.
Jungle battles are not the same as bottom battles.
As the natives living here, these [people] obviously have a stronger innate advantage, but there is one thing, what is the purpose of their coming here, simply to wait and see, or to step on the spot?
Chen Feng's ears trembled slightly, and his eyes suddenly looked aside.
He heard a little movement.
negligible.
But it was obviously the sound of the weeds being touched under his feet.
A whip was thrown directly, the flames pierced through the pitch-black night, and then there was a scream, and a living native was tied up in front of Chen Feng.
"*&..."
This is a living aborigine with an obvious gunshot wound on his right leg, which prevented him from walking far. The other party spoke some aboriginal language,
But what was said specifically, I didn't hear clearly.
Torture?
Chen Feng possessed the horn of the devil, and his perception ability could indeed torture the other party to get some information.
However, this kind of efficiency is too slow, no one knows whether what the native said is correct or not, for Chen Feng, he has a better way.
The necromancer appeared in the center of the crowd.
Familiar with Chen Feng's summoner's abilities, the surrounding soldiers didn't show any different expressions, but some of them were curiously looking at the skull face under the cloak.
"let's start."
Following Chen Feng's order, the necromancer raised his scepter, and in the next second, it pierced through the neck of the native.
The bone scepter pierced the aborigine's neck immediately, and there was only a click, and with the spurting of stinky blood, the aborigine's body collapsed on the ground like this, and there was still a trace of fear and disapproval towards the surroundings on that face. raw desire.
Face the picture.
Chen Feng just stood on the ground expressionless, as if what died in front of him was just a mouse or an insect, which did not cause him the slightest discomfort at all.
He abides by the law of the forest.
The vast plane is a dark jungle. There are too many hunters living here, just like the human plane. They were discovered by bugs and monsters. The other party reacted immediately, and most of the humans were killed. , and here, the identity of Chen Feng and the aborigines is the same.
Unknown creatures are hell and an eternal threat. Any existence that poses a little danger to oneself should seek out the secrets, and if necessary, they will not hesitate to kill them.
Throughout the ages, no force has won a battlefield by relying on [kindness]. To win a war, to occupy the initiative, it relies on killing and conquest.
It's brutal.
But that's the reality.
Although he could summon the devil's horn to communicate with the other party, but Chen Feng didn't believe in his ears, what he believed in was only his eyes.
"Woooo..."
Not long after, a painful howl came from the native's body. The voice was sharp and hoarse, and some soldiers even couldn't bear the noise so much that they covered their ears.
A ghost appears.
The necromancer has mastered the magical black magic, and in just a split second, it can transform a living life into a ghost.
The death was too miserable, the ghost was born full of attributes of curse and resentment, it looked at everyone around viciously, giving people an illusion that it would jump down immediately.
"boom!"
There was a soft sound.
The ghost suddenly exploded in the next second, and then, some memory fragments from the previous life began to replay, and the people around were astonished as if they were watching a silent movie.
By detonating the soul and exploring the memory of the other party, this is a good technique used by necromancers.
It's just that these memories are just some fragments, and many pictures flashed by. At this moment, Chen Feng stood aside intently, staring at everything in front of him carefully.
Some useful fragments were screened out.
A swamp.
A group of natives with the same appearance.
They were lying on the ground, as if they were waiting for something. After a while, two soldiers came over. They were in charge of daily inspections. Unfortunately, they walked into the ambush circle, and the natives appeared, and the javelin penetrated the soldier's chest. He didn't even have time to send out a call for help, and was dragged directly into the depths of the dense forest.
In a few days.
In addition to the war dead, there are also some soldiers who disappeared strangely. Obviously, they have encountered accidents.
A cold light appeared in Chen Feng's eyes.
The memory changed again, a tribal stronghold, where hundreds of strange-looking natives lived, and they smeared some mud on their faces. In the front, there was an old man bent over, very old, with wrinkled lines on his face, Like bark.
These people were very brightly dressed, as if they were worshiping something, and the figure of the warrior appeared again, but now it was a little bloody, and it was obvious that they had suffered some beatings and torture.
In the final scene, the old native cut open the soldier's neck with a knife, and a large amount of blood flowed on the ground, while the surrounding crowd raised their arms, looking extremely excited and violent.
At this point, the screen ends.
Very depressed, some fighters even clenched their fists, and they also saw the scene just now.
The companions who came together were brutally killed by these guys. No one knew what kind of fear and torture their companions encountered at the last moment.
Chen Feng frowned slightly, he was recalling everything he saw just now.
Through memory, he found that the camp where the other party was located was very dirty. In some perspectives, there were even large pieces of feces on the ground. Men, women, and children stepped on the ground with bare feet, and there was no discomfort on their faces. In addition, the houses It is also very low, like weeds and trees piled up, but the outer fence is very strong, all of which are thick logs, even huge beasts cannot directly break through.
These pictures give people a sense of desolation.
Like a primitive tribe, not even a serious civilization was born.
Chaos, killing, mess.
Everything here is so primitive and barren.
However, all of this is not what Chen Feng cares about. What he cares about is the attitude of the other party. His soldiers were killed, and the murderers were these strange natives.
They seem to be worshiping something, there is a detail, it looks like the elderly aborigines who are offering sacrifices, muttering words when cutting the warrior's neck, and there is an arrogant and surly statue behind him, but all this is too vague, Chen Feng didn't understand it at all .
The real purpose of these natives is no longer important.
The important thing is that they have already provoked Chen Feng.
The soldier was captured and killed innocently. For Chen Feng, this was undoubtedly a declaration of war.
Chen Feng will not sit still, nor does he intend to give these natives another chance to strike, to nip all dangers in the bud, this is his life principle.
Chen Feng condensed a long flaming sword in his palm. He held it up high, first glanced at the surrounding soldiers, and then said loudly: "Our companion was killed, this is simply a provocation!"
"Are you going to cowardly accept this fact, or follow me to flatten the opponent's camp and avenge the dead companion?"
Waves of high-pitched voices hit the soldier's heart.
Everyone was blushing, and even the bloodshot eyes appeared. After a series of battles, they had already transformed. They were not the meek ordinary people before, but dared to fight monsters, fight with insects, and cut down zombies with bare hands. A true warrior of the brain.
Blades, weapons, professionals, magic crystal cannons.
With such an advantage, how could these people swallow this bad breath? Without hesitation, everyone raised their arms high, and at almost the same moment, they shouted: "Revenge!"
"revenge!"
"revenge!"
Terrible murderous intent emerged from the warrior. At this moment, even the surrounding jungle was filled with a strong murderous intent. Some wild beasts sensed all this and ran away in panic.
Chen Feng put down the long sword in his hand, his face was almost like a stone, gloomy and terrifying.
People need to hold their destiny in their own hands, and the same is true in the face of war. He still needs to stay here for a while. If he just accepts the reality like this, it will inevitably fuel the opponent's arrogance.
revenge!
Just like the beasts before, any enemy that poses a danger to oneself should be eliminated.
What's more, Chen Feng has other plans.
These people are strong and strong, and their strength is obviously much greater than that of ordinary humans. Now the Jingkai District and Qiaodong are being rebuilt, and manpower is needed everywhere. If these indigenous captives can be brought back, the speed of construction can obviously be accelerated.
What's more, there is no need to talk about human rights when dealing with this kind of captives. Their existence has only one value, and that is work!
Revenge begins!
In addition to fruits and ores, in Chen Feng's eyes, these populations are also important resources.