The two in the room were shaking like sieves, as far away as possible from Tal - even though Tal didn't mean to kill them.

This is not the case with the barbarians I want to kill, absolutely not the case.

Taal knew that his ideas were not "wonderful" at all now;

True tribal warriors should not have the idea of ​​"mercy", especially for barbarians;

But Taal felt that the mother and daughter seemed to be no different from the people in the tribe who were killed by barbarians.

They have no ability to harm themselves...it should have nothing to do with their hatred.

What you have to say is hatred that is almost nonsense; if you say that, few people in this world should not be hated.

On the contrary, the two of them should have resented themselves to the extreme - after all, the child's father had just been killed by himself.

It’s better to do your job well; you can’t survive without robbing food.

...Is this really the case?

Tar tried hard to suppress his messy and unsolvable ideas and began to look for food jars in the room. Soon, he discovered that the goal was: put in the corner, with a jar half a person tall.

It was indeed filled with flour. After Taal opened it, he confirmed it and asked Amy to move the jar to the road - there was a lot of flour in it, which was a bit difficult for Taal to move it out.

Is there anything else that is useful?

Well, some, such as some dried cabbage, green onions, garlic, etc.; these are rare things in the Corey people.

This family is obviously not wealthy in the village, and it actually has so much inventory.

Throw it onto the road first and wait until tomorrow morning before handling it - this is the plan that was agreed upon before.

In addition to food and vegetables, it seems that there are seasonings in the bottles and jars on the stove, and Taal took away those.

This should be nothing left; as for the mother and daughter...

"If you don't want to die, hide it better." Taal said coldly, then turned around and left.

Is this right? What is the right way to do it?

...At least I don't think they are the targets of revenge.

But now, they must have regarded me as the target of revenge...it's like my resentment towards the Rank family...

"Master, relax." Amy followed.

"I feel that if that lizard has such a little pitiful mind, he should choose someone to fool..." Tar sighed, "Anyway, I can't do it! Why do I do fooling me!"

"The black dragon makes sense, of course." Amy shook her head, "Master, what should I do next?"

"Find the next one." Taal continued to move towards the village, "I still have to do the main business."

As for whether the mother and daughter can survive after they lose food, Taal is unwilling to think about it.

"In fact, the idea of ​​'escape' is also quite wonderful."

However, reality did not give Taal a chance to escape.

After Taal left the room a few steps, another Corey warrior burst into the house with a grin.

Due to the limited number of rooms in the village, those later could only choose to try door-to-door and try it out, wanting to find some people who missed the net;

Obviously, the warrior found the right prey.

A tragic scream came from the room, and the mother and daughter were unable to escape the disaster in the end.

...What else can I do? Taal's pace paused for a moment and then continued to move forward.

Taal felt that the village was brighter than before; he looked towards the light source, and there, a thatched house had been lit.

If you can't take it away, just burn it clean, at least it looks quite lively - this is what some Korri warriors think.

And it's quite popular.

Taal tried to continue looking for targets that could be plundered in the village; however, there was no more.

This village seems too weak to the Korri plundering team of thousands of people.

Soon, every house was “paid” by these brutal invaders;

Men will be killed on the spot, and so will most children;

Women depend on the situation - the situation here is mainly determined by appearance, figure and degree of resistance.

The warriors of the Korri tribe have been suppressed for so long, and finally have a "carnival".

They plunder, kill, and release their nature to their hearts;

After being tired from madness, they roasted the dried meat of the monsters in the lit wooden house, and then sprinkled them with the looted seasonings;

There is no doubt that it was a delicious taste they had never experienced before;

The lucky guy also grabbed a few jars of fine wine; he generously shared it with his partners and drank together.

How joyful it is with the great victory tonight! How joyful!

As for the blood of the weak?

In their eyes, it was nothing more than an embellishment of this grand rally.

Taal was not very interested in what they did.

The Shenjiang Basin is far away from war, and these Korri warriors are almost the first time they robbed the village, and are extremely excited;

Taal has already experienced it - once was robbed and once was robbed, so it is more profound than their experience.

There is no doubt that this robbery was successful; no one was injured in this operation and gained a lot.

Buttal didn't feel any pleasure at all;

Whether it was the screams, howlings of the barbarians, or the cheers, laughter and scolding of their companions, Taal felt uncomfortable.

Revenge...that shouldn't be like this.

Taal walked out of the village and came to the nearby forest, sitting on a stone.

"So, what should it be?"

"At least it should be like before!" Taal said, slashing at a stone not far away with a sword, trying to relieve his dissatisfaction a little: "This time... what's this!"

Tarr understood that although Amy had not experienced the battle to attack Baiyan Village, she would know what she meant.

"What should be the object of your revenge?" Amy sat beside him.

"It should be the kind of... a short sword holding a long spear, a vicious sword, and can kill my compatriots at any time... the most vicious barbarian!" Tarr said as he lowered the sword in his hand, "But today... what is this today!"

Amy just nodded softly.

"Those vicious barbarians can't use any means to deal with them. Even if they take action while they are asleep, I won't feel that it's a bit dirty..." Taal angrily pounded his thigh, "But how can I do those women and children who can't even hold up a sword!?"

Amy still didn't respond.

"That lizard should really choose those who can do it." Tar sighed and lowered his head, "If I ignore anything, what's the difference between it and the barbarians of the Tumiao Tribe..."

"There are many stupid and reckless people in this world." Amy stood up, walked to Tal and squatted down, and looked at Tal with his clear and clear silver pupils:

"But few people can control the 'evil' with reason."
Chapter completed!