One day, the whole winter will end.

The patience of the natives also reached a minimum. All the slaves in the territory could feel that the eyes of these natives had changed. They became red, bloodthirsty, greedy, and even fearless!

And in just one night, the indigenous people gathered outside doubled, and the number was growing rapidly. For food, the indigenous people in the wasteland seemed to have Doug's nose, and they could smell the news here from afar.

The natives in the distance were like locusts, scattered with figures.

Before this, Yang Dashuan also sent a slave to drive away these natives, but none of them were able to come back.

In the "Galileo Far-Optical Cylinder", Yang Dashuan saw this scene clearly. The hundred bear goblins holding steel knives were just inside the area of ​​these natives, and they were immediately flooded.

"These guys are eating them!" Joan of Arc took a breath and kept trembling. "These guys are so hungry that there is nothing to stop these natives! Roger, should we give them some food?"

"Why give it to these natives?" Alice raised her eyebrows, she was a little unhappy.

Yang Dashuan puffed his mouth and hugged the arguing girl.

It seemed that the entire wasteland had gathered here. From here, there must be at least about 20,000 yuan. Yang Dashuan was sure that if he didn't spend another half a day, the number would have to double up. The hungry natives were like locusts. Wherever they passed, even the grassroots would be dug out and chewed back into their stomachs.

Also, for some reason, this group of indigenous people seemed to have reached a consensus that they would not harass or interfere with each other when they arrived at the periphery of the territory. They seemed to have focused all their attention on Maple Leaf Town. Especially the curling smoke from the chimney in the midday kitchen made these indigenous people on the verge of losing their minds, mixed with the fragrance of food in the smoke made these indigenous people sniff the air.

Tempting wheat cakes, fragrant black bread, and maybe even warm coffee and soaked candied fruits...

The natives looked at the smoke from cooking and kept guessing the food cooked under the smoke from cooking under the smoke from cooking. When they thought of this, they could even feel their body temperature rising straight, and saliva could not stop flowing down the gap at the corner of their lips.

In addition to ogres, bear goblins and hulks, there are two vertical gaps on the corners of the mouths, which look like the gills of fish in the sea. Their gills have the function of breathing like their noses, which not only allow them to survive underwater, but also allow them to suck the steam in the air during the dry season. There are shiny traces hanging on it all year round, which is the product of saliva and snot weaving.

This is the virtue of goblins as long as they see their coveted prey and food!

The lunch time in Maple Leaf Town caused these natives to launch a small tentative attack. The damn southeast wind blew away the smell of steamed braised meat in the big pot rice and blew to the natives.

Under the attention of the "Galileo far-sighted cylinder", the changes in these indigenous people were completed almost in an instant.

Just as hypnotized by the evil necromancer, the bear goblins who were always lying in the snow and staring at Maple Leaf Town stood up. Their eyes were almost protruding from the inappropriate sockets, occupying most of the white pupils, and red bloodshot was spreading their vision at an extremely fast speed. Hunger made these bear goblins sway their almost unsupported bodies like undead creatures, swaying towards the territory.

Although it was just a scent taken away by a gust of wind, it attracted about 3,000 natives.

After just two or three steps, another southeast wind blew towards me with the fragrance. The original natives who were hypnotized seemed to have taken aphrodisiac in an instant, and their climbing steps accelerated several times in an instant, and even their swaying bodies became stable.

It seems that the wind in the land of Gru today fell in love with jokes. A gust of wind has not stopped yet, and another hurricane has swept away.

The scent of the nose came one after another, and it penetrated from the noses, cheeks, and even the skin of the natives, and then rushed into the lungs and stomachs wildly.

This is a wonderful transformation process, and the staggering natives quickly became steady and became crazy from steady. They almost all their bodies were lying on the ground, and their limbs ran rapidly like reptiles.

This process is extremely short-lived.

When the slaves in the territory discovered it, this wave of natives had already rushed to Maple Leaf Town.

Although this time was lunch in Maple Leaf Town, in order to avoid emergencies, the slaves all ate in batches. Just as the swamp giants and bear goblins were holding big bowls to eat, the slaves who smelled the fragrance had already reached the periphery of the territory. Fortunately, the Centaurs were always alert to these natives who might fall into madness at any time, and they were the first to react.

The tide composed of bear goblins instantly hit the barrier composed of centaurs.

Almost the moment they touched, the barrier was almost torn apart. The crazy natives lowered their saliva in their mouths and looked at the territory with red eyes. Their noses kept sniffing, looking for the source of the fragrance in the air. They were already in a madness caused by hunger, and at this time they no longer knew what fear was.

The Da Taibao swung his axe hard.

The weapon forged by the dwarfs came from the indigenous body, and the sour bones seemed to have lost their strength. The hideous bear goblin seemed to have no sense of the pain in his body. He waved his hands vigorously, and his hands covered with dirt in his fingernails were grabbing Da Taibao. Da Taibao stood up alone, and his strong hind limbs supported his huge body. His hard hooves stomped on the indigenous shoulders on the momentum of the centaur falling!

"Click!"

With a crisp explosion, the native who was trampled by Dataibao suddenly became half a piece shorter. The centaur weighed nearly 500 pounds and directly crushed the native's collarbone, and pressed his body and kept sinking into the hard frozen soil. The native opened his mouth wide, and this short moment even made him wail. The bones on his upper body were crushed, and the lower body was nailed underground like a wooden stake.

"Bah!" The Da Taibao pulled up the axe with obvious gaps and tooth marks on the axe. The bones of these natives were too hard. After slashing and killing more than thirty, even the centaur felt that their hands were weak. The fists could not be clenched and they could not use their strength.

After pulling out the axe, Otabo quickly took two steps back.

The centaur's defense line was forced to retreat for seven yards during the first wave of the indigenous people, reaching from the periphery to the edge of the moat. The ten-blade-high moat has not yet been filled with river water, and piles of gravel are placed on the unfinished riverbed. The centaurs who were forced to have no way to retreat could only bite the bullet and hold on for fear of falling into the moat.

After knocking down a bear goblin who rushed up with an axe, the Da Taibao smashed the double-edged axe in his hand hard towards the crowd. The axe was scrapped, and not even a nail-headed hammer was even more powerful. He pulled out the scimitar carried around his waist, and his dexterous sword technique avoided the wooden stick smashed by the natives, and quickly passed through the other party's throat. The three bear goblins fell down on their backs, and their bodies were still twitching slightly.

It took less than five minutes to get from the place where the slaves ate to the moat. As early as the natives hit the centaurs, the slaves dropped their dishes and rushed out.

The centaurs held the only entrance to the outside of the town, resisting the wave after wave of infighting by the natives.

Although the bear goblins are not the opponent of the centaur, their number is almost a hundred times more than it is. The centaur formation is quickly compressed. The natives behind cannot squeeze up, and they are so hungry that they turn their eyes to the bear goblins who have died. I don’t know who started to start one first, and the natives running suddenly lowered their bodies and leaned on the ground, biting their companions’ bodies.

This behavior was like a plague, and it spread all the natives in an instant.

The centaurs who were unable to breathe by the indigenous people who were hit by this ** also almost lost their minds. They only knew that they were waving their weapons. These indigenous people were too crazy. They knew that they could not rush into the territory, but refused to give up. What they thought first was not how to kill their opponents, but rushed to these centaurs guarding the exit and bit off a piece of meat.

Although it is not fatal enough, it makes everyone feel nervous.
Chapter completed!