The city of Deer Antlers under the night and the villages surrounding it are silent and dimly lit. People in the countryside get up early and go to bed early, and few light up the lights at night; most of them do not notice the bonfires looming in the woods in the distance.

The ancient city walls echoed the quiet villages, which seemed so beautiful; however, this fairy-tale beauty was about to be torn apart by the minions of wild beasts - no, those who were about to attack the village were more cunning, cruel and violent than the beasts.

Kru ordered the Corey tribes on the west side to face Deer Antler City not to attack for the time being, and wait for the other teams to detour to the east side before launching an attack together;

The means of launching this attack should be different from those robbing small villages: you cannot throw the spoils on the road and wait until the next morning to deal with them - after all, this is a village attached to the city, and it is very likely to be attacked by soldiers guarding the city after dawn;

Kru ordered everyone to take as much spoils as possible - take them all with them, and when they can't be installed, they retreat to the forest on the east side. Each team was organized and stacked up, and then sent back to the people of several other tribes.

For the warriors of the Corey tribe, the most attractive thing is fine wine and various seasonings - they believe that the most important thing for people is to enjoy it; when sprinkle peppers, salt, peppers, soy sauce and soy sauce on the meat, it will be a different taste.

These people from the Shenjiang Basin have not had many opportunities to taste the seasoning throughout the year, and they are almost "visible everywhere" here, which makes them very happy.

Taal also liked that taste; however, if you kill someone just for this... you really can't do it.

It was the third time he had entered the barbarians' village; however, the last two times were far from being excited and excited.

The time in Baiyan Village, those people were all wearing weapons around them, and they were people who would kill their compatriots;

The second time, Taal no longer wanted to kill those innocent people—at least, they looked innocent;

As for tonight, Taal had no intention of robbing again - it was uncomfortable, inexplicably uncomfortable.

He handed over the command to the senior guards of the team, and at the same time said a lot of flattery. The latter was so happy that he praised Taal's "high moral character", and then led the Corey soldiers in the team to the village.

I really don't know what he is happy about;

The looting of the village is not like the barbarians who are really fighting against each other. They are rushing to do this without anyone urging them to do this;

The retreat meeting place had already been discussed, and it was not his final say when he would run away;

What he got was nothing but the title of "boss";

Tarr felt that this indifferent reputation was of no value, but why would anyone pursue it? Not only this personal guard, but also the chief Volt... These ideas are even more wonderful for the Black Dragon?

He did not charge with the Corey warriors, but followed the team and walked slowly; Amy followed him without any criticism of his behavior.

Even though the village of Deer Antlers is much larger than the previous villages, it still seems a bit invisible in front of ten thousand people; the Korri warriors wielding swords pass by the village like swarms of locusts, and the former farmers are as helpless as crops at this time.

After the previous robbery, the warriors of the Korri tribe became more and more skillful - they already knew where the barbarians would put what they wanted; the things they could hold were limited, so they naturally chose more useful ones.

This also gave Taal some chance - in this way, he only needed to go to the houses that the soldiers had visited and just take some things; if they were empty, it would be too suspicious when they gathered for a while.

Taal thought so and walked into a room that had been robbed; the family was killed by all the Korriers while half asleep, and the room was not too messy - only the stove was searched for it.

Are they all going for seasonings? Taal casually opened a jar in the corner of the room, which contained most of the jar of ground flour. At this moment, they no longer paid much attention to food.

But it doesn't mean the food is useless. Taal signaled Amy to put away the flour and then headed to the next house.

Although Amy can carry more things than she has, the trophy is almost enough; Tal was not in the mood to stay in such a place, and wanted to get to the meeting place early to wait for them to finish.

Logically speaking, the Corey people would not let a living; however, when Taal stepped into the next house, he heard a sob sound - from the sound, it should be a child.

Taal looked carefully at the situation in the room: a child under ten years old was wiping tears beside a young couple who had died. He found that after Taal walked into the room, he didn't even dare to cry anymore, but just stared at him and Al behind him.

...Will those people let the child go? Tal soon gave up the idea: There is a small attic for the child to live in in this house. When the tragedy happened, the child should still be sleeping in the attic.

"Amy... knocked him out." Taal felt that this house was not safe yet.

Amy walked over and punched a light hand knife at the back of the child's head - of course, for Amy.

Taal couldn't master the strength well, and was afraid of killing the child directly; although Amy had great strength, she was obviously much more accurate in control than Taal. The child fell down all of a sudden, looking like she was asleep.

The child probably couldn't hide it well, so he could only use this method. Taal picked up the child and stuffed him back into the attic.

You will definitely say that this idea is not wonderful.

"According to the common sense of the Corey people, there is no need for children like this to let go; however..." Amy shrugged slightly, "This is really hard to judge."

Is it hard to judge... There is really a weird black dragon. Taal took a look at the attic. Although he is a barbarian, how similar is his experience? His parents were killed by the vicious alien race, and finally survived by the "mercy" of the soft-hearted person...

I hope that this poor child will survive strongly when he wakes up again. Taal turned around and left the house. The remaining food should be very important to him.

This is not revenge at all, definitely not. Taal thought so and walked towards the meeting place of the forest on the east side.

...That child, perhaps like himself, will he embark on the road of revenge against the Corey tribe in the future?

“So, your idea isn’t that 'not so 'unbeautiful'.”

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Where is the end of hatred?
Chapter completed!