Chapter 312 Tiredness

Of course, these things are the history before the sheep-headed people occupied the Eastern Province. As for the present? It is estimated that the sheep-headed people will not let the humans on the Manya continent have an easy life. Those who should be captured as slaves will not be kept. And in the eyes of the sheep-headed people, any intelligent race that does not obey the demons will only perish or crawl on the ground and beg for mercy.

Therefore, the Manya continent has been regarded as a "backyard" by the sheep-headed people until now, and they have been capturing slaves to work for a long time. As long as the number of humans, the main intelligent race on the Manya continent, decreases sharply, the Manya continent will be very easy to take down.

For this reason, this is an important reason why the Krurod Empire is not in a hurry to recover the Eastern Province. At the same time, this also leaves enough time for the people in the rear to catch up.

The territory of the northern province needs more time to rebuild.

Felicity: "I have a question."

Zeren: "Are you worried that the sheep-headed people will stay and take root?"

Felicity: "After all, they have done this in history. It took the empire 50 years to eradicate them and eliminate their traces."

Zeren: "I am not worried that they will be able to stay for a long time, let alone that they will be able to control slaves a hundred times their number forever. Once the mind control equipment is gone, the sheep-headed people will wait to catch pigs everywhere, hating why they can't deal with a huge number of slaves at the same time."

According to the investigation of the intelligence department, the number of sheep-headed people in the Eastern Province is only 100,000. However, the number of slaves they captured and controlled by mind control is as high as 10 million.

And what makes Zeren very funny is that the main force of these slaves, that is, humans, have different races among them.

The difference in race means that their culture is not unified at all. If the culture is not unified, it means that the swords are against each other.

Zeren believes in one thing very much, just one eating habit. For example, using chopsticks and spoons or knives and forks as basic tableware for eating is definitely a reason to start a war.

Because in the past history, there are records of civil wars and foreign wars in order to defend their eating habits.

To be honest, civilizations that can fight like this are basically mentally ill. Not to mention some people who feel that they eat with their hands, God knows where their sense of superiority comes from, and they want to promote it to the whole world?

Such civilizations deserve to be destroyed or become slaves of other civilizations.

Don't they think they are dirty and prone to gastrointestinal diseases?

I don't understand.

Zelen doesn't understand these.

In his eyes, it would be better if more humans on the Mania continent died, even millions of them would not matter. If these guys don't die, they will become a disaster for the Krurod Empire one day.

Even though he knows very well that he will definitely have all kinds of unpleasant words in the future. But for the prosperity of the Krurod Empire, his personal reputation is nothing at all.

However, Zelen himself has a concern. Did the sheep-headed people do this on purpose so that they can better disintegrate and divide the slaves?

I don't know.

But he could be sure of one thing, once the mind control equipment was destroyed, the sheep-headed people would most likely lose control of the situation, causing a large number of slaves to flee.

Just like the black-haired dog-headed man named Dong He.

Um!

Perhaps because he had mastered some mind control power, Dong He, who had fallen asleep, suddenly woke up.

Then he looked around, and his comrades were sleeping peacefully as usual.

Who was cursing him?

However, under the quiet night sky, everything was extremely peaceful and peaceful. In response, Dong He tried to close his eyes again and continue to sleep.

It was just a pity that he couldn't do it.

He needed to do something to distract himself, otherwise he would feel very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

So he had no other choice but to continue to study how to conceal his power. However, compared to "teaching" his comrades to have the power of mind control, self-suppression and hiding power are also not easy things.

This is not to say that if he doesn't use control ability, everyone will not be able to discover his secret. When he worked for the sheep-headed man before, he had never suffered less. He was scolded and beaten as if it was commonplace. The other party could see his fighting ability at a glance.

Although there are no sheep-headed men in the Gaomu Kingdom now, he doesn't think that the pig-headed man has no ability to detect him.

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Is he really going to get a burning helmet and let everyone wear it one by one?

Dong He, who was getting more and more annoyed, naturally had no sleep at all. As a result, when the sun was shining, Dong He was patrolling and dozing off.

"Woo..."

So it was not surprising that Dong He and his party soon heard the roar of wild wolves in the mountains.

In other words, prepare for battle.

"Woo..."

Dong He, who was hiding behind a big tree, slapped his face hard. One of the consequences of not sleeping all night was that he was extremely prone to dozing off. So he gritted his teeth and quickly put the bayonet on his rifle, then turned on the safety, loaded the bullet, and pointed the muzzle in the direction of the wolf's voice.

"Woo..."

No!

These wild wolves just made noises, but they refused to come out. If they continue like this, he, he, he, hold on! Hold on!

The power of the sleep demon cannot be resisted by willpower alone.

Dong He now regretted not sleeping well with a painful look on his face. Moreover, the total number of bullets in his pocket was only 60, and wasting any one of them would bring him one step closer to death.

What's more, half of the 60 8×58mm rifle bullets, that is, 30 rounds, were not his, but were reserved for the machine gun.

If he used this part of the bullets, the machine gun would most likely face the problem of insufficient bullets.

"Woo..."

It was still a big deal.

It seemed that these wild wolves were not fools, knowing that they would die if they showed up easily. But Dong He's eyelids...

He wanted to sleep very much now, and wanted to have a good sleep very much.

"Woo..."

Bang!

But the next gunshot rang.

Even though it was not him who pulled the trigger, Dong He, who was fighting hard, panicked for a moment and fired a shot at random.

The question was, what were the consequences of firing a blank shot?

The wild wolves were waiting for an opportunity from all directions.

Faced with such a situation, Dong He's gun basically missed. On the contrary, a gray-black wild wolf had already killed in front of him, and he had to raise his rifle and then stab the bayonet installed under the muzzle into the wolf's abdomen.

When the shooting skills are not good, and the enemy is killing in front of you, the best way is the bayonet in your hand.

Even if Dong He is too tired to move now, he would like to find a place to sleep on the spot.

However, the wild wolves don't care about so many things.

A group of raw meat, including Dong He, is all lunch for the wild wolves.

Wolves need to eat meat, eat fresh raw meat, this is the most normal law of nature.

Moreover, the ability of mind control not only has no effect on such a beast, but Dong He doesn't even know that the Holy Church is an expert in training hounds to deal with mind experts.

After all... who would often guard against dogs walking around outside?

With Dong He's insufficient knowledge and not much formal cultural and scientific knowledge, how could he understand this?

So in order to survive, Dong He had no time to shoot, and could only rely on bayonet to fight the swarming wild wolves.

But fatigue is not something that can be eliminated by a momentary burst. After killing four wild wolves in a row, Dong He was already a wounded soldier who couldn't even swing a rifle.

Although the wild wolf's fangs had not yet bitten him, the wild wolf's claws had already left marks on his body.

For this reason, Dong He's body not only moved slowly, but also kept bleeding outside.

No.

He couldn't bear it.

Although reluctant, Dong He immediately took out a grenade and threw it forward...

After the explosion, Dong He's body suddenly became light. At the same time, his eyes quickly closed, and he completely lost contact with the outside world.