The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

Chapter 109 Player Movements

Beside a collapsed and burning tent, Yi Hou slowly stepped out, the silver edges of his bronze armor gleaming in the firelight.

A human centurion who had fallen to the ground struggled to his feet, but was sent flying like a kite with a broken string by Yi Hou's casual pointing.

Yi Hou turned to look at the human warriors who were still maintaining their basic structure during the retreat, and frowned slightly.

"Pursue them. Any blood offspring hunted next need not be handed over." He didn't intend to annihilate all the humans in the camp, but he couldn't let the Mountain Rhyme Army withdraw so easily.

As soon as the order was given, the Roaring Clan warriors present became like hunting dogs that had smelled blood. Even if they encountered a human expert, they would dare to bite him without regard for their lives.

Shanhe remained on the high command platform and did not retreat with the army.

The decision was his, so naturally he couldn't leave first.

At this moment, a large number of soldiers have gathered where the light screen is located.

The arriving soldiers are withdrawing in an orderly manner.

On the outermost perimeter, several thousand-strong divisions of the Mountain Rhyme Army stood ready, forming a defensive line to deter tribal attacks.

The soldiers of the Youxiong tribe have basically all passed through the light barrier.

These warriors, supported by various tribes, can be evacuated first.

Before stepping into the light screen, Xiong Ling couldn't help but look back, her face showing some worry.

"Let's go." The bear centurion glanced at Xiong Ling: "That kid is strong, he won't die so easily."

Now is not the time to delay. Xiong Ling hesitated for a moment, then nodded and stepped across the light screen.

Shan Tao, the commander of ten thousand men, led the largest number of soldiers, still numbering thirty thousand. Apart from their relatively slow marching speed, they encountered no major obstacles along the way.

However, a large number of Roaring Clan warriors were pursuing them very closely, and a division had to be deployed to cover their retreat from time to time.

Seeing the main force withdraw, Shanhe breathed a rare sigh of relief and strode down from the command platform.

"Yamaro, lead your troops to cover my retreat. Even if only one man remains, do not allow any beast to pass."

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His voice carried an undeniable authority.

The centurion of Yamaro, who had finally managed to lead his remaining troops back, was covered in blood.

However, upon hearing Shanhe's order, a sinister smile appeared on his blood-stained face.

He slammed his nearly broken spear into the ground: "Brothers, did you all hear the commander's order? The backbone of our Third Division cannot be broken."

In such a chaotic camp, tens of thousands of soldiers still had not had time to evacuate. They needed to become a dam of flesh and blood, using death and slaughter to buy those of their kin who could still run a chance to catch their breath and decide their fate.

Xishi Tribe.

The nights in the tribe are mostly so leisurely.

A bonfire burned stubbornly, crackling and casting its crimson and scorching light onto the expectant faces around it.

"I said, if we don't flip it over soon, this meat will burn to a crisp!"

Ke Yun, with a blade of grass in her mouth, protested unhappily.

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Peng Zhi was urged on, but he didn't react much.

The unfocused pupils clearly indicate that the person is looking at something on their personal interface.

A few seconds later, Peng Zhi jumped up from the ground as if he had just woken up.

The animal leg in his hand fell directly into the campfire, instantly sending sparks flying everywhere.

"Ptooey! Ptooey!"

Ke Yun quickly spat out the charcoal bits that had spilled into her mouth and said irritably, "What are you doing? Ouch!"

Peng Zhi, however, showed no concern for the beast's leg and stammered, "Quick, quick, look at the leaderboard."

Duan Jianhui and Peng Zhi's roommates were among the first to check the leaderboard.

"Huh? The first one has turned into springtime on campus?"

"I remember the first place was Tianxia Fuwu, right? He's the brother-in-law you guys call him."

Upon hearing this, Old Kuai's eyes widened in shock: "Holy crap, he's really dead?"

Peng Zhi lay on his back like a salted fish that had lost its dreams.

To be honest, he wasn't saddened by Tenka Fubu's death.

In this game, death is like an accident; it can happen at any time, no matter how high your level is.

The problem is that, based on the few words that Tenka Fubu had previously revealed in the world channel, it can be inferred that he, like Gian, had discovered a new village, and one that was much larger in scale.

Peng Zhi was already anxious because he hadn't seen those scenes in person.

The death of Tenka Fubu is almost a clear indication that a major event has occurred on his side.

Peng Zhi felt even more distressed than if a cat were scratching him, knowing he was still completely clueless.

No one paid any attention to Peng Zhi, who had suddenly started performing performance art; everyone glanced at him and then looked away.

"It seems there's still danger." Old Kuai rubbed his chin.

"Of course, where can you level up quickly without any risks? The development team isn't stupid."

Ke Yun shrugged and said, "But I still want to go. The leveling speed there is just too fast."

Old Kuai touched the bronze pillar beside him and sighed, "I can't find it. After all, didn't my brother-in-law say he didn't even know how to get there himself?"

Duan Jianhui abruptly changed the subject, saying, "Anyway, we're bored, and there are so many people here, why don't we play Werewolf?"

"Why play Werewolf? Only a kid would play that. Let's play Texas Hold'em, and use spiritual energy as chips, how about that?"

Springtime on campus suddenly appeared, enthusiastically enticing the clear-eyed college students present.

"Don't lead the children astray."

Brother Niu was about to log off to call his brother-in-law when he heard this, and immediately teased him.

"I have heard that the lives of eunuchs in the palace are monotonous, boring, and mentally stressful. In order to achieve psychological balance, they generally pursue gourmet food, eat with their partners, keep small animals, flaunt their wealth, and gamble. Their distorted mentality often shows itself in these practices."

The campus spring scenery remained silent for two seconds, then retorted softly, "Aren't you all like that, working like beasts of burden?"

These words dealt a critical hit with real damage. Brother Niu clutched his chest and slowly logged off.

Beside another campfire, Quan Qu Yezi walked sideways without joining the discussion. He chopped off a small piece of perfectly grilled rib with an axe, blew on it to cool it down, and handed it to Dog Brother.

Dog Brother naturally took it, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it haphazardly, and quickly swallowed it: "No, I have to go ask. Maybe my brother-in-law can remember the route?"

Save your breath.

Campus Spring Scenery bluntly poured cold water on the idea: "It's better to wait until my brother-in-law is resurrected and have him lead us through it all again."

We were talking for a while.

A loud explosion suddenly came from the open area by the tribe's waterway.

Like a clap of thunder, it shattered the silence of the night.

In an instant, all the players standing around the open space turned to look in the direction from which the sound came.

"It's not Chinese New Year, why are people setting off firecrackers?"

Halfway through his sarcastic remarks about the campus spring scenery, he suddenly realized what he'd said and froze, completely petrified: "No—"