Villain: Be a teacher to the son of luck

The border of the Ming Dynasty.

Northland village.

"Oooooohoo!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The air is constantly vibrating violently with terrifying roars and human screams.

This is the signal from one massacre to another.

The hunter who used to be is now transformed into the prey at this time.

Among the many northern Xinjiang cavalry, there is a young man named "Mutuo".

He is a foreign student who believes in Buddhism, but just now, he has secretly cursed the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas he believed in so many times.

Probably in this short moment, he may have cursed the Buddha more than all the times he has cursed people in his life.

If the Buddha really existed, he should show up now and defeat the undead with endless evil in front of him.

why?
Why does the Buddha he believes in refuse to save his devout believers?

Maybe it's because the Buddha he believes in doesn't exist.

Maybe the Buddhists in this world have their own profound exercises and secret books, but there is no such thing as a Buddha, at least not now.
Watching the bloodthirsty undead approaching slowly step by step.

The Northern Xinjiang warhorse under Mu Tuo reflexively uttered a cry of panic, stepped back two steps, and opened the distance.

The animal skin armor on his body kept shaking, making the harsh sound of metal plates rubbing against each other, and the scimitar held in both hands was also shaking non-stop.

In fact, Muto is far from alone.

The [-] northern Xinjiang cavalry surrounded by many undead soldiers in front of them all had the same scimitar in their hands, trembling constantly.

Although the body was dominated by unprecedented fear, but at this moment no one wanted to escape.

only.
This happened not because of their bravery.

But from the continuous rattling sound of the teeth in the bloody mouths of these monsters in front of them, it can be proved that anyone who tries to escape will be torn apart and killed by them in an instant.

Furthermore, if they were able to escape, Muto and the others would definitely try their best to escape.

But they knew they couldn't escape.

Muto's heart trembled, and he moved his eyes slightly around, trying to seek help from the possible northern reinforcements.

This is the central open space of the village, often used as a square.Around this place, more than sixty Central Plains villagers who were captured by Mu Tuo and the others gathered and were about to be massacred.

These villagers looked at Mu Tuo and the group with expressions of fear.

In the distance, a group of children with long hair are hiding behind a slightly higher wooden pedestal.

Several of the children held sticks, but they didn't put on a fighting posture.

Because just to prevent the stick from falling due to the trembling of their bodies, they had exhausted almost all their strength.

When Muto and others attacked the village, they drove the villagers to the central square from all directions.

After searching the house, in case someone might be hiding in the secret basement, it was prepared to be burnt with kerosene.

Originally, there were four northern Xinjiang cavalry brothers who were good at riding and shooting, holding bows and guarding around the village. Even if someone fled outside the village, they could shoot and kill them in time.

This method has been tested several times for Muto's team, and it can be said that it is foolproof.

Although the long massacre took some time, it went smoothly.

It has successfully gathered the surviving villagers to a few places, and then properly let a few villagers escape to report the news and induce "prey" to come here.

The original plan should have been like this, but
Muto still remembers that moment——

Behind the villager who fled into the square later in embarrassment, another brother on his side who was in charge of the aftermath turned out to be flying in the air strangely.

Because it was too unbelievable, no one knew what was going on.

You know, an adult man in northern Xinjiang who wears a full-body armor made of animal skin and metal inlays, has absolute weight, and has been trained, flies in the air like a little lamb. Who can understand this? What's going on?
The brother flew a full distance of more than seven feet before landing. After making a deafening noise, he couldn't move anymore.

And at that brother's original location, a group of even more unbelievable undead monsters appeared, even more frightening than the most terrifying monsters in northern Xinjiang
They were a group of creepy "undead creatures" in armor, with rotten horrible faces, and the empty eye sockets shone with red light full of hatred and killing intent. ,

The corrugated long swords in their hands are huge, and the whole body is filled with a frightening red and black mist, as if the human heartbeat is constantly beating.

Behind the huge body is a tattered black cloak fluttering in the wind
This is the "Undead Warrior", which has the highest defense among many undead creatures.
The leading "Undead Warrior" slowly put down the sturdy tower shield that had just knocked the enemy away, and they stood solemnly in front of them.

At the same time, all the despair kicked off——

"Ahhhh!"

The screams of human disorder resounded through the sky.

One of the brothers who formed the defensive circle couldn't bear the terrible terror, wailed and wanted to ride away on horseback.

In this extreme state, if the line of defense that had managed to maintain balance suddenly broke, the tense tension would instantly collapse.

However, none of the other dozen or so brothers who formed a defensive circle fled with that guy.
The reason was soon explained——

In the corner of Muto's field of vision, a black whirlwind appeared. The huge body of the "undead warrior" not only far exceeded the average height of men in northern Xinjiang, but also his agility was beyond imagination.

The horse of the fleeing brother from Beijiang only ran three or four steps.

When the fifth step was about to be taken, the brilliance like gorgeous silver immediately and easily cut the bodies of the man and the horse in two at the same time.

The left and right halves of the body fell to the left and right sides respectively, and immediately there was a faint sour smell from the surroundings, and the pink viscera scattered from the cut surface.

Among them was the brother from Beijiang, as well as horses.

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Wielding a corrugated long sword, the blood-splattered "Undead Warrior" roared loudly.

It was a cry of joy—

Even the rotten face that people can't look at directly, can still vaguely see the joy.

The "Undead Warrior" enjoys the terror, despair, and vulnerability of the dozen or so humans in front of him in the role of a killer with absolute dominance.

Even though Mu Tuo and the others still held the Beijiang scimitar in their hands, no one launched an attack.

At the beginning, although a little scared, there will still be northern Xinjiang cavalry trying to launch a counterattack.

However, even if the Beijiang scimitar dodged the opponent's dense defense and hit the opponent's body fortunately, it still couldn't cause any damage to the strange armor on the "Undead Warrior".

On the contrary, these "undead warriors" don't need to use swords, but simply use shields to knock them into the air easily.

Moreover, that power would not be lethal.

"Are you releasing water on purpose?"

Muto was puzzled in his heart, but soon he understood——

For these undead who hate the living, presumably doing this is nothing more than wanting to "trick" their own group.

It is even obvious that there is a slight smile on the rotten face of the "Undead Warrior", the kind of smile for killing, the kind of smile that wants to appreciate the pitiful appearance of such fragile people when they are dying.