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In a very short time, the people who were coerced came to adapt to the rules of the gathering place.

Labor will be rewarded!

As long as there is a harvest, there will be food, clothing and use!

The small roads paved with short wood not only facilitate the passage of wheelbarrows and wooden row cars, but also make the gathering places gradually develop into towns.

With the locks stationed in the hometown as management and maintenance, the 9-to-5 work and rest time, and the large meal where meat can be eaten almost a meal, the people who migrated earlier have now been particularly strong.

Especially for the miners in the coal mine before, after being supplemented with liquor and nutrients, a log seven or eight meters long and half a meter thick can be lifted by four people!

Although he can't be a lock, the money he can earn is enough for everyone to marry a mother-in-law and live a good life.

The return of the main force of Xiangma, in the eyes of tens of thousands of people, is completely the return of the army in victory.

The marijuana bag and Lao Qi, who received the news early, organized the children who had nothing to do, holding high the green pine branches and crackling, smoking and burning.

The poor children are in charge early, and there are even thirteen or fourteen little locks, clumsily holding the water beads and starting to shoot.

Tens of thousands of people gathered on both sides of the valley, where there were no people, and there were no devils, everyone opened their voices and cheered loudly.

At this moment, the huge army is the reliance of the people.

At this moment, everything in the Black Reservoir is the source of people's rebirth.

At this moment, the people who have suffered so much have completely released their feelings.

"Mountain cannon! Mountain Lord!! ”

"Master Shan! Mountain Artillery!! ”

The horses and bandits who spent more than ten days rushing to the Black Reservoir were not very tired, at least the few tigers and bears dragged behind proved how comfortable this group of people was on this journey.

"What a taste of home!"

"It's back!"

"Haha... We're back! ”

"Is this our copycat?"

"It's vast, it's magnificent, it's imposing!"

"Back to the Golden Mountain, there is a book case in front, there is Qinglong Town on the left to guard wealth, there is a road to the world on the right, good mountains, good water and good scenery, this is the place of Wang Xing, and said: the pot of treasure! Fu Lu Shou is happy with wealth, five blessings are gathered, people are prosperous, and luck is long. To be able to live in this mountain is the gods, if you look at this scenery between poetry and painting! ”

The sixth son, the second child and the second dog, who were excited to go home, as well as the fifth child and Jiang Chen, who were surprised by the terrain of the Black Reservoir, were all impressed by Ding Laodao's super sycophant.

"The military advisor has unique insights, and we... Five-body throw! ”

"Mountain cannon! Mountain Lord!! ”

"Mountain Lord!! Mountain Artillery!! ”

Riding on a horse, the mountain cannon who communicated with the two foreigners was almost thrown off his mount by the shocking shout.

What the heck?

The army enters the mountain, the horse opens the way, and the thief palace is behind!

Before the enthusiasm of the group of people reached its peak, suddenly thirty or forty earth dogs rushed out from both sides of the mountain road, grinning and rushing to the rear of the army!

"There is a situation!!"

"Boris!!"

"Roger! Roger that!! ”

Although Boris has never seen Lao Huang and Rhubarb, as a member of the system, he still has a tacit understanding that is subtle.

The earth dogs, who have not been seen for a month, are no less than ordinary tigers, and their majestic limbs, coupled with flowing water-like lines, have completely faded from their original appearance.

Among the people who moved in, there may be a blacksmith who is looking for the second child, who has equipped this group of famous Chinese pastoral dogs with a layer of silver thin armor.

Although he has a load, his speed has far surpassed that of the bandits, and even Boris, who has a heroic template, has been left far behind.

At this time, more than forty white figures suddenly appeared five miles away, rushing backwards with white submachine guns.

"Da Da Da Da..."

"Roar..."

"Damn, is this a dog or a wolf! How can it be more ferocious than a tiger? ”

"Morowsky, these seem to be mastiffs!"

"Da Da Da Da..."

The strafing of the submachine guns not only could not stop these beasts that were very agile between horizontal and vertical jumps, but also because the man in white turned and shot and slowed down, quickly narrowing the distance between the two sides.

"No! Shoot it all!! ”

"Whew..."

The man in white at the tail had just finished roaring, and Lao Huang, who was running the fastest, slapped it to the ground with a pounce, and then rushed to the man in white next to him again.

The man in white, who was thrown to the ground, threw away the submachine gun in his hand, and wailed with his hands on the tattered white mask soaked in blood.

However, after only rolling twice and wailing less than twice, the man in white who was knocked down kicked his legs and completely lost his movement.

The earth dogs chasing from the rear also joined the battle group at this moment.

"Da Da Da Da..."

"Dangdang Bang..."

The silver iron armor seemed to have this cotton wool mixed in with it, and the submachine gun hit it, although the beasts were blown away, but they could not inflict heavy damage on these beasts who were not afraid of death.

The impact of the bullet seemed to arouse the ferocity of these beasts, and they did not bite or scream, and with a whimper suppressed in their throats, they fell to the ground and pounced again.

More and more people in white were thrown to the ground, and some had their throats torn or their arms ripped off by dogs.

The tearing of humans and beasts goes far beyond the fight between people.

When Boris arrived at the battlefield with his minions, more than forty dogs had already thrown away more than a dozen of their guns and surrounded the men in white who were kneeling on the ground.

None of these people were able to stay intact, either their chests were cut or their sleeves and trouser legs were torn.

Boris picked up the gun and took a look, it looked like the Suomi that the mountain master had saved and collected!

The tall man whose mask had been ripped off leaked his fair face one by one, and his hairy hair was unexpectedly revealed on the arm whose sleeves had been torn open.

White hair?!

"Get out!"

The horses are not as strong as these people, but in front of Boris and the bandits, this group of men is a little thin!

Boris raised his foot and kicked away the badly injured white hairman beside him, picked up one of the burliest men with one hand, and punched him.

The kicked hair spat out pieces of internal organs, lost signs of life in mid-air, and rolled down into the snow like a broken sack.

And the hair that was hit in the face by Boris's heavy punch, the head and abdominal cavity directly formed a ninety-degree vertical shape.

This is Boris's angry blow, the main force of the horse returns to the mountain, the bandits are responsible for the break, the light and the dark and the traces of cleaning, but there are nearly a thousand people!

It was already Boris's fault that he didn't even find the tail that followed him.

"You, say, did you leave a code on the road?"

After Liwei's intimidation, Boris grabbed a man with a frightened face at random and carried it in front of him.

The fierce and vicious appearance made the hair in his hand swallow his saliva, rolled his eyes, and fainted like a cowardly devil!

"Grass! Bad luck! ”

Boris looked at the steaming liquid under him, and threw the person in his hand into the mountain in disgust.

The fainting hair, like the person who was thrown before, crashed into the back of the mountain, and before he could let out a miserable howl, he fell softly into the snowdrift.

"You two, go and interrogate, I'll go to the back to find out if there are any marks left, if this group of people lies, let the dogs all tear alive! Come one by one! ”

"Yes, Boss!"