Yan Mo went to Yuan Zhan and looked around.

The people around them calmed down and looked at the young witch who was called the messenger.

“I have only one thing to say. The Horn-people army is coming to us. You have three choices. Choose one, fight the enemy together. Choose two, turn to the Horn-people. Choose three, run. "

Yuan Zhan added: "The first choice is made by people who stand behind me."

The Qiyu village people, led by the Qiyu village Witch and Qi Hong Zi, did not hesitate to stand behind Yuan Zhan.

The village people in Wadi were a little shocked. Looking left and right, Hou s.h.i.+ shouted: “Follow me! We fight with Mo DRen against the Horn-people! "

When Hou s.h.i.+ moved, most of the lowland villagers followed Hou s.h.i.+ to Yuan Zhan, but several of them were still at a loss.

Xi Yang felt that the people he brought were looking at him. His forehead, armpit and back were all sweaty. Fight the Horn-people? Just because they're not trained as warriors, the ordinary Hornless-men?

"You're going to kill everyone!" shouted the city officer, who was strapped to the ground.

When his people saw that no one was watching him, they ran to untie him and helped him up.

The city officer was beaten so badly that his face and nose were bruised.

"So I give you three choices." Yan Mo's expression and voice were very calm, as if he didn't know how dangerous it was behind him. “I don't know why the Horn-people sent troops here, but obviously they didn't intend to abide by the previous commitments and didn't want us to live in this land. They want to kill us, just like the Hornless-men in the South Village. For them, we, the Hornless-men, can be slaves, livestock or worms. If they want us to live, they will let us live. If they want to die they will kill us. They can't stand the Hornless-men who managed to get the upper hand and made them have to negotiate with them, let alone stand on the same position as them. But are you going to live like livestock forever under the tyranny of the Horn-people? "

"Can you take us to kill the Horn-people?" a childish voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked at the two children together.

Yan Mo recognized them as the two children he had treated in the southern villages.

The older boy took his sister's hand and looked at him nervously.

Yan Mo: "You want revenge?"

Little boy nodded hard. "Will you train me to be a warrior? Will you teach me to be as powerful as the warrior around you? "

“I can't guarantee that you will become as good as him, but we will try our best to train you as a qualified warrior as long as you want."

“Okay! We'll fight against the Horn-people with you! "The little boy picked up his sister and strode over.

A patient suddenly said sadly: "We who are infected with the epidemic cannot fight hard with the Horn-people, and they will kill us right anyway? In that case, it's better to fight with them!"

"Can we fight them?" someone whispered at him.

"What can we do? Escape? How far can we run in this way? "

Yuan Zhan raised his voice: "Who among the patients wants to fight against the Horn-people? Raise your hands. "

After a moment of hesitation, many people raised their hands.

All of these people's bedding suddenly moved to the side of Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo.

Seeing the magic of Yuan Zhan, many people feel that maybe they can really fight with the Horn-people, and some people continue to walk behind Yuan Zhan. Most of them are alone and have an unsolvable hatred with the Horn-people. At the same time, they are also more sober and feel that the Horn-people are unlikely to let them go. The Horn-people need slaves and sacrifice, but there are many villages around the Horn-people, killing them all, with little loss to the Horn-people.

But so many people, both healthy and sick, have not moved.

The city officer was deeply aware that the Hornless-men who were going to work hard to fight with the Horn-people were crazy, but he didn't care about the life and death of these people. As long as he completed his mission, he shouted: “As long as they left with the drug medicine, all patients can recover. If Mo DRen really wanted to help everyone!"

"Yes." Yan Mo eyes with sincerity, “I can keep the drug medicine."

But as long as Yan Mo is willing to leave them with the potion, "So many patients, a little drug is not enough!"

Yan Mo smiled, called Hou s.h.i.+ and other members of the nursing team, and asked them to distribute enough drugs to patients on the spot, "These are enough for your recovery."

The patients are relieved with drug medicine. After the treatment of Mo DRen, there are not many seriously ill people now, and most of them are recovering.

“Let's run!" said Xi Yang at last. He didn't want tribesmen and the Horn-people to work hard, but he also knew that the Horn-people would not easily let go of their group of Hornless-men who had been in contact with the Witch and the demon warriors. If they don't die, the best thing is to become slaves.

"Yes, let's run. Now we have time. We can run as far as we can!"

Most of the people left behind are of this opinion. They don't want to fight hard with the Horn-people, but they don't want to leave behind to expect the rare compa.s.sion of the Horn-people.

Xi Yang looked at Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan imploringly, "Two DRen, please take us to escape, none of us are fighters. We can't fight with the Horn-people. "

"We escape? Are you sure they will not chase?" Qi Hong Zi sneered, "Escape? Escape! Where can we escape? It's better to fight with them than to be killed by them on the way to escape, to hide somewhere, and to live a threatened life! "

"Running away is at least a hope, at least some people can survive, but if we can fight with the Horn-people. How many people can survive?" Xi Yang was afraid of Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo, but not the Qiyu village people, so he sneered and retorted at the moment.

"Yes, we can escape to the White-Horn. I heard that they are more tolerant of the Hornless-men."

"Do you know how far the nearest town of the White-Horn is? If it's that easy, why do you think we stayed here for so many years? "

“I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to die in our ancestral land."

Cries, shouts, quarrels are all in one.

"Hey -! Mo Mo, the Horn-people! Do you want me to kill them first? "Jiu Feng flew back and circled in the sky.

Yan Mo looked up and shouts in the Jiu Yuan language, "No, Jiu Feng, just watch from the sky. Don't do it for the moment."

"Xi Yang, the Horn-people have come. You take the people you want to escape to Wadi village first. Hurry up!"

"Yes!" Xi Yang could not care about the others, and immediately called the people who wanted to escape to follow him.

Time is urgent. Xi Yang didn't even mobilize. He just shouted twice and left with his own people. Other people who want to escape see this, how dare they delay again, they dragged and pulled the daughter, cry father and cry mother to keep up.

Some patients' families have the most headache. Some people give up the patients and run away. Some people try to take the patients with them. Some people stay with their families who are too sick to go.

The patient is also in a variety of ways. Some people who cry and scold and abandon themselves have no conscience. Others cry and scold, but let their family and friends give up and leave quickly

Yan Mo reminded them that they could grab the sticks on both sides of the bed and lift them back and forth.

Only then did the family members of the patients find that there were two sticks in each bed. It was much easier to carry them up!

The patient and his family were very happy.

The city officer took advantage of the situation and left with a group of people.

Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo saw it, but they didn't move to stop him.

Hou s.h.i.+ and Qi Hong Zi were angry and want to catch up and kill the city officer and his people.

Yan Mo shook his head. "Everyone has the right to survive. As long as he doesn't do something bad to the Hornless-men, let him do it."

What else did Qi Hong Zi want to say? He was stared at by Qi Yu old village witch. "DRen must have done this for a reason. If it is to kill everything. How dare I give you all the villagers? "

"Didn't it all go to DRen? I listen to DRen anyway." Qi Hong Zi answered in a roguish way.

"Then what else do you want to say!"

Yan Mo smiled and turned to the Qiyu village Witch and said, "Qi Yu, do you remember what I told you the other day?"

"Remember, DRen."

"Now, then."

“Okay!"

Qi Hong Zi and Hou s.h.i.+ look at the two witches. They always feel that they have concealed something. Why don't the old village witches look worried?

By the time the Horn-people arrived, most of the camp had been dispersed.

Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan stand at the front, and behind them are a group of the Hornless-men with various weapons and most of them are frightened.

Yuan Zhan took over the command and a.s.signed the most powerful people of the Qiyu village to protect others, with women, children and the elderly in the middle and young out. The patient put in another place, but only three steps away from them

But the patients who decided to stay didn't feel abandoned because their Mo DRen was right in front of them.

So from the perspective of the Horn-people, they can see that the demon warriors brought a group of people to fight against them, but the witch stood in front of the patient as if giving up.

There is no shadow of Jiu Feng in the sky, nor is Qi Yu old village witch.

“Good, a lot of people!" a lot of the left Hornless-men legs felt soft.

No one laughed at them. Even the people of the Qiyu village, the most belligerent, saw that so many strong and powerful beasts, the Horn-warriors, and they too were also a little shaky.

The leader of the Horn-people glanced around them and sneered. It was these Hornless-men who wanted to get their own land! Do they want to sacrifice themselves?

Yan Mo's eyes drooped and his body suddenly rose slowly from the ground.

The head of the Horn-people shrunk his eyes and said, "Witch!" then he waved his hand hard, but there was no two words, just: "Kill!"

The Horn-people know that Yuan Zhan is the most powerful. Ten bone warriors with full body armor rushed out of the army first. Their purpose is to trap Yuan Zhan and kill him!

Yuan Zhan grinned evilly and rushes back to them!

The other Horn-warriors moved, and they pulled out their bone knives and rushed to the Hornless-men.

Bone treasure costs yuan-crystal to deal with some of the Hornless-men. It's not enough for them to use bone treasure as soon as they come up. It's enough to use bone knife!

Qi Hong Zi, Hou s.h.i.+ and other people are afraid of watching. They don't care about Yan Mo. They take the lead in shouting: "kill! Kill these Horn-people! "

The Qiyu village people and the lowland villagers met the enemy first, but they didn't ride animals, and their weapons were only bone spears. How could they defeat the Horn-people who were all cavalry and well-armed?

At this time, there was a chanting similar to singing in the air: “Ancestor G.o.d Above, I sacrifice with my energy. Please give me a halo of protection. I hope that the Hornless-people present will not be injured or killed! For ten minutes! "

There are less than 200 people in need of protection. Ten minutes is not his limit, but he needs to leave energy to prevent others attacks.

There are not many people who can hear Yan Mo sing clearly, but everyone can see him floating and singing in the air.

Many of the Hornless-men saw the Horn-men cavalry rush to them. At this moment, their courage and fear go hand in hand. As the Horn-men poked out their spears, the Hornless people also closed their eyes!

They are waiting for the moment when the bone knife to cut their body and the beast tramples on their body!