Just as Zhou Sen and Olin were talking, a group of people rushed in rolling and crawling.
"Stop, who are you?" Zhou Sen strode out with Tang Dao and stood in the middle of the shopping mall aisle.
A group of people did not expect that there were people in the mall. They all panicked and raised their weapons. The weapons in their hands turned out to be farm tools such as sickles and hoes.
Zhou Sen glanced at the crowd and found that there were seventeen people in this group, five of whom were injured, all of whom were young and middle-aged men.
"I am Ran Xiaomin's friend, Zhou Sen!" Zhou Sen said.
"Zhou Sen! Are you Zhou Sen?" A middle-aged man who looked like a leader stared at Zhou Sen with wide eyes. At this time, not only did the leader-looking man's eyes widen, but the people behind him also looked excited.
Look at Zhou Sen.
"I don't want to change my name, but I don't want to change my surname, that's Zhou Sen!" Zhou Sen said calmly, stroking the back of Tang Dao.
"thump!"
The prime man suddenly knelt down, and at the same time, everyone behind him also knelt on the ground.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Sen was startled and quickly backed away. He was not used to this kind of kneeling ceremony, and he had no intention of kneeling down in return. However, at this time, Zhou Sen felt a wave of surging power of faith. It was obvious that
, is the power of faith contributed by this group of people. This wave of power of faith allowed Zhou Sen to confirm that the other party was a friendly force, not an enemy.
"The Xia clan is prosperous, King Zhou Sen!" The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"The Xia clan is prosperous, King Zhou Sen..." In the flash of lightning, Zhou Sen already understood what was going on.
"Bang bang bang..." The sound of horse hooves came from far to near, and then the sound of galloping horse hooves suddenly stopped. It was obvious that the pursuers had discovered their traces at the entrance of the shopping mall.
"How many people are there on the other side?" Zhou Sen asked.
"Eleven people." Although the middle-aged man was kneeling on the ground, he already had a kitchen knife in his hand, with a nervous expression on his face.
"It's just eleven people, let's go and watch me take their heads!" Zhou Sen laughed loudly and strode out with the Tang Dao.
Seeing Zhou Sen walking out of the mall first, everyone looked at each other in shock.
The fighting prowess of the Headhunters is not comparable to that of the Sheep Tribe. Under normal circumstances, one Headhunter can be as good as five Sheep Tribe people, and when the Sheep Tribe fights head-on with the Headhunter Tribe infantry, they must at least exceed
Five times the power.
The numbers mentioned above refer to the headhunter infantry and do not include cavalry.
One cavalryman is as good as at least thirty sheep tribesmen, and eleven headhunting tribesmen cavalry can easily kill five hundred sheep tribesmen. This is the reason why this group of sheep tribesmen are running for their lives like bereaved dogs.
Although the riots of the Sheep Clan are now like a spark that has started a prairie fire, facing the regular cavalry of the Headhunters, the numerical advantage of the Sheep Clan has disappeared, and this is also the main reason for the failure of riots in many places.
Basically, where there are headhunting troops stationed, the failure rate of Sheep tribe rebellions reaches more than 80%.
"Let's go!" The leading man gritted his teeth and followed in stride.
When everyone was chasing after them, a series of screams suddenly rang out at the entrance of the shopping mall, and everyone quickly sped up and ran outside. However, by the time they ran outside, the battle at the entrance of the shopping mall was already over.
Eleven headless corpses.
Eleven ownerless war horses.
The air was filled with a choking smell of blood.
No one knows the process of the battle. In short, the eleven headhunting cavalry have become Zhou Sen’s dead souls. Eleven heads rolled to the ground. It can be seen from the positions where they fell dead that they did not have time to resist.
His head was cut off.
King Zhou Sen!
A dozen men looked at Zhou Sen in awe as he wiped the blade of his blade.
At this moment, Zhou Sen's gestures are filled with the aura of a king who looks down on the world. Of course, this is Zhou Sen's deliberate actions to imitate some plots in holographic movies. After all, the identity of King Zhou Sen requires.
The power of faith!
really!
A steady stream of power of faith poured into Zhou Sen's body through the golden gods like a tide.
"Everyone tidy up, tie up the horses, and arrange for people to stand guard here. Others go inside to repair and eat something." Zhou Sen ordered after enjoying a wave of faith.
King Zhou Sen!
Since he has been enshrined as king by the sheep tribe, it is natural for him to give orders.
"yes."
It's easier to get things done when there are more people.
More than a dozen people acted and quickly cleaned the battlefield. They gathered all the weapons and even stripped off the shoes and clothes from the corpses. Finally, they found a deep pit and threw the eleven corpses into it, covering it with a layer of topsoil.
I got some dead branches and leaves to cover it up.
Zhou Sen found that everyone was very happy when they were cleaning the battlefield, especially when they got weapons, they felt like they had found a treasure. In fact, everything on the headhunter cavalry was valuable to the impoverished sheep people.
baby.
From everyone's reaction, it can be determined that the sheep tribe's weapons are currently insufficient.
It took more than half an hour of busy work to clean up the battlefield. In order to prevent the war horses from being discovered by the headhunters, everyone took the horses to the mall and found a room to lock them up. Anyway, the mall was big enough and there was plenty of space.
Everyone came to the room where Zhou Sen and Olin were resting.
Olin, who was originally hiding, saw that Zhou Sen had taken control of the situation and walked out of her hiding place.
Everyone started to get busy.
This place was indeed a secret base for the Sheep tribe. They quickly found bundles of dry firewood nearby, then pots and pans, and even some medical supplies.
After a lot of work, the wounded were finally settled.
Everyone was grilling food around the campfire. After chatting, Zhou Sen quickly had a general understanding of the situation outside.
That is, during the daytime today, Ran Xiaomin kicked off the riot to overthrow the rule of the Headhunters with the words "The Xia Clan thrives, King Zhou Sen". The entire Land of Death was in bloom. The riots were extremely powerful, and many cities were already occupied by the Sheep Clan.
However, this kind of riot was not all plain sailing.
In the first half of the night, the Sheep Clan went on the offensive, seizing the city and territory, sweeping away fallen leaves in the autumn wind. The results were brilliant. However, in just half the night, the Headhunters began to launch a counterattack, especially the Headhunter cavalry.
With their super fighting power, they launched an attack and pursuit against the armed forces of the Sheep Tribe.
Facing the terrifying combat effectiveness of the headhunter cavalry, the sheep tribe basically had no room for resistance.
Under the relentless pursuit of the headhunters' cavalry, the temporary armed forces of many sheep tribesmen collapsed in an instant. The biggest problem of the sheep tribesmen was that they did not have enough weapons to compete with the headhunters' regular army. In the beginning, they relied on human heads to kill
The headhunters were caught off guard. When the headhunters reacted, the gap in combat power between the two sides was immediately highlighted.
This group of people was the remnants of the headhunters' cavalry who were scattered and pursued.
