"It's not good, it's burned in, so that thing is blocking..."

With a roar, the entire tunnel began to shake. The next moment, the scorching waves of air flowed back into the tunnel with dust all over the sky. Many people coughed and shouted, while more people rushed towards the direction of the shouting with wet animal skins. The narrow tunnel was panicked, but it did not disturb the small compartment, sitting on the edge of the sand table with frowning and thinking.

The place where Gaofeng is located is in the tunnel on the top of the mountain. The bombardment of the head makes the dust constantly shake off the head, pouring Gaofeng like a clay man. The oil lamp ignited by the essential oil of the wood flower emits the light of orchids. Even if the dust falls, it cannot wipe out the burning light, but instead burns the dust together.

The sand table in front of the peak is the topographic map of the coalition camp and the entire Beilong Canyon. In the hand, small wooden sticks like toothpicks inserted into the sand table like weeds. On the exquisite and compact Beilong Canyon, there are only six such small wooden sticks, but I don’t know how many wooden sticks representing the coalition.

A small wooden stick represents a thousand people. A red stick is the elite who can fight. Even if the red stick is scarce, the mahogany sticks in the coalition camp occupy at least one-tenth of the position. Unlike the Beilong Canyon, there is only one.

In addition to the coalition camp, in the entire outer area of ​​Beilong Canyon, such wooden sticks were like tight fences, surrounding them tightly. In total, the coalition's wooden sticks were at least 120.

Gao Feng frowned and stared at the comparison of troops between the two sides. If he only counted wooden sticks, Beilong Canyon would not even have the power to fight.

The wooden stick representing Beilong Canyon is also his only capital, but it is more difficult to win with this amount of capital than an old sow climbing a tree, and there is almost no chance of victory.

The vibration and roar above his head made the narrow compartment seem to collapse at any time. The turbid air was mixed with high temperatures up to forty degrees and various noisy noises. None of these could affect him. He just stared blankly at the sand table.

"Three Claws, when will we wait..."

A man rushed to the cubicle in shame, reached the cubicle by his side, wiped the sweat from his face, and shouted loudly. Only one person could call him three claws, the newly promoted Gala, and the tits were shivering.

After becoming a shelter, Kuoya had basically no change from before, and he still looked careless, but the fighting spirit burning in his eyes was hotter than ever. He was not worried about the siege of 100,000 people outside, and he looked eager to try.

"Shut up..., let you look at Mo Yuan, don't let her take those kids out..."

Gao Feng shouted loudly, letting Wuya tick the teeth and said helplessly:

"No matter how I say it is a shelter, how can I get mixed up with a group of children, you don't know..."

Gao Feng suddenly raised his head, and his grim eyes made Kuoya shut his mouth involuntarily.

"I know everything. You just want to show off. I tell you, it's not your turn to take action now. You are not even as good as a little girl. You have the nerve to say that you are a shelter..."

Gao Feng made Kuoya open his mouth and think of the blood and plasma spreading on the ground that night, Kuoya couldn't help but shake off goosebumps all over the ground.

"But it's really meaningless to just get beaten and not fight back. Didn't you say that big bag is very powerful? Try it, what if it doesn't work?"

Kuoya grabbed a lot of hair clean and bewitched Gao Feng. Gao Feng rubbed a wooden stick in his hand that was covered with red to the end of Beilong Canyon, ignoring the anxious Kuoya, and after a while he said:

"You take the blood girl to the hill behind. No matter what you are fighting in front, you can't walk away. If you don't obey, I'll drive you out of the tribe..."

Huoya was eager to fight, but suddenly heard Gao Feng’s arrangement for him and was shocked and stunned. He looked at the small hill behind Beilong Canyon.

"This team is very wrong. I think they are the real backers of the tribal coalition. Once they are attacked, we will be attacked from both sides. Be careful..."

Gao Feng's fingertips lightly hit the wooden stick, his eyes narrowed slightly. The intelligence reconnaissance these days was not useless. At least he saw a lot of arrangements from the coalition forces and saw through them first. It would be better than being busy at that time.

"Then..., then I'm leaving, what should you do?"

Gao Feng has a very good reason, and Kuo Ya cannot tolerate suspicion, but Kuo Ya is still worried about Gao Feng. He used to think that Gao Feng needed protection, but now he is still the case. Kuo Ya is such a person, a person who is willing to sacrifice his life for his brothers.

"I will let them know that the road is blocked. No matter how much cannon fodder comes, it is impossible to break through the canyon entrance..."

Gao Feng stared at the two hills at the entrance of the valley on the sand table, gritted his teeth and said...

"Is that OK? We almost threw more than a thousand fireballs. This thing is very expensive. One is worth at least fifty bags of food. If we go down, we will lose money..."

Luo Ya looked at the hilltop that could not be distinguished and said to Shen Wuji. Shen Wuji sat on the wide bone sculpture throne with his legs raised, and the moon licked sand was sitting on his thighs like a puppet, while his hands were wandering inside the moon licked sand's clothes, regardless of his image or the dignity of the moon licked sand.

"Didn't we get two thousand fireballs? Since we have shipped them over, we'll throw them out if we do the wrong thing, otherwise we have to transport them back again. It's too troublesome..."

Shen Wuji didn't care about this thing at all, and he didn't focus on the Beilong Canyon. He just carefully observed Yue Liaosha's shameful face. The elegant Yue Liaosha's temperament became a fairy, but at this moment, she was like a fairy who was knocked down from the mortal world, and she was still directly knocked into a brothel.

Shen Wuji has never been a person with open mind. In the wilderness, he can get what he wants, and he doesn't care about other people's opinions or ideas. He is him, just living for himself.

"It's a waste to throw it out. We should have won, right? No matter how many of them have, half of them will be killed or injured. Unfortunately, these wasteland people who have been brought over will waste a lot of food..."

Luo Ya looked at the densely packed houses of deserted people like rat nests, with no tents, no roofs, and even no beds to sleep. Most of the deserted people were crowded together, like dense sardines, and it was difficult to turn over. In addition to eating, drinking, urinating, and sleeping, they were waiting to go to the battlefield to become cannon fodder. If they couldn't even be cannon fodder, Luo Ya didn't know what the meaning of their survival was?

"It's no big deal. Maybe we can attack the Fortress of Despair and they can use it..."

Shen Wuji said this, causing Huaizhou's already stiff moon sand to be as stiff as a stone. Luo Ya dropped her chin and looked at Shen Wuji in a daze, only to drool.

"Don't you really think that it would be fine if you destroy Tianzha and Xuantian, right? Xuantian is not just Youming's son, he is also the bloodline of the Xuanye family. Does that idiot, Yue Tanyi, really think I will be their blade stupidly?"

Shen Wuji's always calm and elegant expression became serious, and his temperament suddenly changed, which made Luo Ya feel unrecognizable.

"Then..., that can't attack the Fortress of Despair. Even if we attack, the Xuanye family's regret army is not something we can afford..."

Luo Ya did not object immediately, but instead said the so-called reason in a daze.

Shen Wuji's sternness and seriousness suddenly disappeared, and he returned to his previous elegant and leisurely manner. He cracked the corners of his mouth and smiled: "I'm kidding, are you still taking it seriously? Hahaha..., it's so funny..."

Holding the toy doll-like Yuelisha, Shen Wuji smiled and thrust backwards, which made Luo Ya very speechless and didn't take it seriously, but he didn't notice the cold light in his eyes lying beside Yuelisha's neck.
Chapter completed!