It’s the same old saying, if you take too big steps, it’s easy to get an egg.

What's more, it's a charge?

For farmers, farming depends on the harvest of heaven, and it is not easy to dig some food from the ground. God cannot control the farmers, but they have put a lot of effort into preventing wild boars and the mountain people of Mount Lu have been trying their best.

Pigs are not as honest as they look like they are. They are the ones with higher intelligence among animals. If you want them to be fooled, you will want to catch a bunch of them wherever you dig a hole. From then on, you will rest assured and go home with corn and pork happily. That is just a beautiful dream.

People in the mountain crops that are good at hunting not only dig pits in the cornfield or in the cornfield, but also in a series of pits. In order to fool pigs, they even put corn poles with corn on them. They would rather sacrifice the precious land for growing crops than keep wild boars, which shows how serious the wild boars are to harm people in the mountains.

It cannot be said that the rage burned like a Saint Seiya who burned his own small universe, Zhou Chuan and others had less wisdom than wild boars. In fact, when they rushed through this remaining cornfield, they were still a little careful.

One passed through the cornfield; one ran along the ridge trail; the other stared at his feet, fearing that something would happen again.

It can be said that he was fooled by a child in the Kingdom of China once. If you know that a child in the Kingdom of China is a liar and being cheated, it is a stupid donkey, such as Cui Can, who has died under his own sword. But if you know that he has cheated and cheated, it can only be comparable to a stupid pig.

Zhou Chuan followed the subordinate running in the cornfield and could never be deceived again. The real main reason was that the fellow Taoist who died of death was the only one. This was the benefit of being a noble.

So, the only four remaining Black Hawks were once again pulled into the cornfield of the kingdom mountain people.

The so-called chain pits, one pit after another, are just appearances. What’s awesome is that you step on the pit in front but don’t fall off, but you just follow the one behind and fall into the pit.

There is no complex mechanism, nor any pressure sensing like future landmines. The wise kingdom mountain people solved all problems with a shoulder pole slightly longer than ordinary ones.

The result of stepping on one end of the shoulder pole is that the other end of the shoulder pole is raised, and the force caused by the seesaw-like lever is enough to make the thick tree trunks tied to the other shoulder pole that can bear the weight of two adults just shrink into the hollowed-out wall of the pit.

This is what it is called cutting off the firewood from the bottom of the pot.

Only one tree trunk that can support more than 200 kilograms is left and is still stuck in the pit wall. The wild boar standing on it has not fallen into it, which is really a ghost.

The Black Hawk Army running in the front of the cornfield just felt her feet weak and almost scared to pee. She didn't have time to remind Zhou Chuan who was following three meters behind, and heard a loud "boom" and Zhou Chuan fell in.

Although Zhou Chuan, who is very skilled in martial arts, had already reacted as soon as the support surface under his feet moved slightly. "Bitch" screamed depressedly, and kicked his feet desperately and wanted to jump to the side.

It has to be said that whether it is martial arts or individual dodging actions, Zhou Chuan, who is both a warrior and a soldier, did it perfectly. Even if there is a shell, he may dodge perfectly.

But, after all, he ignored one thing.

Martial arts are real, and are martial arts summarized by the ancestors of human beings over the past thousands of years based on countless battles and learning. However, they must not be separated from scientific basis. For example, the technical movements that step on the left foot and the right foot can keep circling and rising continuously look cool on the screen, but...... Why don't you go to the sky if you are so arrogant? Just step on each other's feet and go to the sky. I wonder if there are any thunder clouds waiting for you? Otherwise, the entire universe will not be able to tolerate you.

If you say a thousand words, the effects of force are mutual. If you want to jump high, the power to kick the ground must be enough. If you want to jump far, you have to rely on the force feedback from Mother Earth.

Just as Zhou Chuan exerted his strength, the tree trunk had already twitched, leaving only one end to the wall of the pit. His kick not only failed to escape from danger, but instead directly pushed all the tree trunks into the pit.

As for himself, he lost the reaction force, he could only shout "bastard" miserably, and his body jumped up only twenty centimeters, and then he fell like a small bird with a broken wing, and fell with the trunk.

In fact, if he didn't kick his legs, he would just fall to the left and right sides, and maybe he could still touch the pit wall and not fall down.

After all, this mother-child trap is a pig, not a person.

I knew there that he was even stupider than a pig.

The mother pit trapped a big man, and the Black Hawk Army that had implicated his commander was not much better. Just when he turned around in horror and saw Zhou Chuan, who had made a huge noise, his unlucky commander kicked the long shoulder pole and then re-punched the seesaw, but this time it was his end that he would lift up.

He could only bear the scattered branches of his thumb-sized tree on the sub-pit that could only last dozens of kilograms, and this person fell down even earlier than Zhou Chuan.

He fell into the pit with a complex expression full of horror, despair and grievance. If a camera could capture his face at this time, it would definitely be on the headlines of newspapers around the world. The title is ------This is called death.

Yes, for thousands of years, people have hoped to know what kind of mood humans use to face the coming death.

Now, this Blackhawk Imperial Army explained this clearly with a rich expression comparable to the Oscar-winning Little Golden Man.

despair.

More than 90% of humans cannot face death calmly.

So, he could only die in despair.

As the Black Hawk Empire Army imagined, the branches that were cut half enough to penetrate the tough cowhide could only make him die of blood after extremely painful.

Relatively speaking, the Black Hawk Army, who was walking fast on the ridge, was much stronger than his two companions. Hearing the movement from the cornfield, the man turned around in a terrifying manner, and one of them did not pay attention and stepped into the dry grass on the side of the ridge.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After a scream, the Black Hawk Empire Army, which stepped into the dead grass, squatted down and hugged its legs.

Sweat all over.

It hurts and is scary.

A huge beast clamped his legs tightly.

However, when a row of three centimeter-long iron teeth clamp into the legs, the blood suddenly flows out and the friction between the leg bones and the iron teeth can almost be felt. It feels really, don't be too bad.

The cracked iron trap is made for wild boars. If the thick and strong pig legs are almost wiped out by clamping like this, let alone the human calves?

The end of the trap was nailed deeply into the loess by an iron chain as thick as a thumb. In order to prevent the wild boar from arching with its fangs, the iron rod was nailed to the ground at least 80 cm. If you don't dig, you will want to get rid of it by brute force alone.

The wild boar can only cry.

"Come and help me!" So the Black Hawk Army could only howl angrily and hope that his only companion who had not yet had any trouble would come to save him.

The only Black Hawk Army who was not in trouble naturally would not rescue this colleague of the same level as him. The bad nature of the Black Hawk Empire nation was undoubtedly revealed at this moment. He rushed directly to the largest pit in the cornfield, which was the place where the most respected noble among the five of them and the highest military officer, Lieutenant Zhou, unfortunately fell.

Second Lieutenant Zhou's luck was much better than his companions who had caused him to fall into it.

However, for Zhou Chuan, who is slightly obsessed with physical cleanliness, he would rather fall into the trap covered with death branches than fall into this pit.

Corn needs to be fertilized. Almost every field has a large pit for fermenting farm fertilizer, mainly that human feces and rainwater in the sky are fermented through time. When the corn is almost ripe, the smart mountain people simply use this large pit of fermenting. Anyway, the wild boars will not affect the quality of the meat when they drowned, so they can only wash them.

So, Zhou Chuan, who fell into this big pit, drank a few bad dung water in a row, and before he could even drown, he almost became disgusted to death.

Of course, it looks disgusting when vomiting while drinking feces, but it will never really make the elite Black Hawk Army really disgusted. In fact, at the moment of life and death, the so-called cleanliness can be ignored.

But what's so bad is that Second Lieutenant Zhou is not a descendant of a lowly fisherman. He has been on land from birth to growth, and has learned martial arts and practiced a strong military skill. The only thing he can't do is swimming.

"Gudu Gudu...bastard...gudu Gudu..." The poor Black Hawk Empire nobles were swallowing the mantras and using the catchphrase used by the Qucheng tribes in Guangbei to express their helplessness and grievances about being about to be killed by the feces.

Fortunately, he has a subordinate, a subordinate who cares about him.

In desperation, the Black Hawk Army general, who took off his military uniform, including his pants, knotted into ropes, desperately waved his hands in the cesspool and fished out the straw. He pulled the Black Hawk Empire nobles from the cesspool.

However, the huge stinking made the last Black Hawk Sergeant feel that he was not the noble master, but a piece of feces.
Chapter completed!