There were screams of killing and flames shot up into the sky.

Yiqiu, one of the 18 tribes of barbarians, was originally a brutal tribe. The adults of this tribe enjoyed killing the soldiers of the Shang Dynasty. They were brutal by nature, and King Zhuge's magical power [Man-made Disasters and Epidemics] completely magnified this point!

The flames rising into the sky alarmed the Chanyu of the Yiqu tribe, who hurried to investigate what was going on. When he learned that his people were attacking others like crazy, his face was full of confusion.

What on earth happened? Why did the people suddenly go crazy and attack others?
"Give me your order. Send soldiers immediately to arrest all the people who are causing trouble. I want to see what happened and why the people suddenly became so crazy!"

The Chanyu of Yiqiu immediately ordered a thorough investigation of the matter, as he always felt that there was something strange about it.

The Yiqiu tribe learned public security management from the Shang Dynasty. Not only did they implement a curfew, they also had soldiers patrolling. Even if some of their people had conflicts, they would be arrested by the patrolling soldiers. It would be impossible for the situation to get to the current situation.

He could hear the shouts of killing from here.

The Yiqiu Camp, which is based on Lake Natabel, is a super large camp and the base of the Yiqiu tribe.

The camp of Yiqu at Lake Natabel can be called a large city in terms of its area and population.

However, the Yiqiu tribe was not good at building houses, and most of them still lived in large tents like yurts, with only a few living in bluestone brick houses.

The city walls built by the Yiqiu tribe were only to protect military camps, stables, and training camps. The places where ordinary tribal people lived were not protected by any city walls.

The Yiqiu tribe relied on Lake Natabel for their livelihood and lived near the lake.

But they are essentially a nomadic people who live by the water.

The players who resurrected and crawled out of Lake Natabel began to gather and wait outside the camp of the Yiqiu tribe. After about five hundred players walked out of Lake Natabel, a man with a short flat head walked out of the lake.

The man has a green ID on his head - Su Shan.

"Brother Su, Brother Su, you are finally here!"

"The commander is here, can we attack now?"

"Master Keban is leading the team, we just need to take care of it!"

"Ah ha? Aren't we responsible for the indiscriminate killing?"

"Do you have any idea whether you can just kill people randomly or not?"

The appearance of Su Shan aroused cheers from the players at the scene. Most of the players at the scene were novice players, and they were very respectful to Su Shan, who was one of the only centurions in the game.

It’s nothing, Su Shan is a professional player, and he has a brilliant record in other games!
With Susan here, this group of people is like having a commander and a captain!
"Hello everyone, hello everyone!"

"There are so many people who have been resurrected at Lake Natabel. I didn't expect that we would have to queue up to be resurrected!"

"I was just a little bit late in committing suicide, and I was asked to wait for a few minutes!"

Su Shan greeted everyone with a smile, then he cleared his throat and used the Taoist common technique of amplifying sound to transmit his voice to the ears of the players gathered around him.

"We are now outside the enemy's lair. Next we will attack the enemy's lair."

"I won't waste any more time. All players, if you respect me, Su Shan, just listen to my instructions and line up according to your own ranking on the Heavenly Ranking!"

"If you want to fight alone, I, Su Shan, will not stop you. Players who want to fight alone, please do as you please, but do not disturb other players' attacks."

The art of sound amplification is a very common technique that is not difficult. After Su Shan appeared in Taoism, he learned the art of sound amplification and used it to enhance his own voice so that his voice could be heard by everyone.

After hearing Su Shan's words, the players at the scene immediately started to stir and arranged themselves according to the ranking of the Heavenly Ranking.

At this moment, the abilities of the veteran players of the [Soldier] profession were revealed. After a long period of training, they completed the formation very quickly as Su Shan finished speaking.

As for the novice players, it took a long time. Fortunately, everyone had many exchanges in the forum before taking action, and practiced several times in the training ground. Although there were some unsmoothness when arranging the array, it was still completed very smoothly.

"Today our target is not Yiqiu's military camp, but the people of Yiqiu!"

“Yiqu’s army and civilians are separated. With our strength, it is obviously impossible to cause huge casualties to their army.

But we can inflict heavy casualties on their people.

These people are counted in the world missions, and Niu Bu's home exchange tactical mission is aimed at the barbarian tribesmen."

Su Shan was afraid that the players would be unable to kill the people of the barbarian tribe, so he wanted to make a pre-war mobilization. However, he obviously underestimated the murderous intent of the fighting nation of the Yanlong Kingdom. After hearing Su Shan say that their target was the people of the barbarians, this group of players immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good. Our target is not their army. If it were their army, we would be sending ourselves to waste!"

"Okay, okay, we're going to kill their people. Brothers, follow me and strike the Huns tonight!"

"What Xiongnu? This is Yiqu, the Yiqu tribe!"

"Killing minions, this is in line with my idea. I came to this game to open the Wushuang, not to play Dark Souls!"

"Go, go, go, brothers, go!"

"Kill all the bastards of the Yiqu tribe!"

The players were very murderous towards the barbarians, especially the Yiqu tribe barbarians who abused the players. When they saw that the players did not need to mobilize them before the war, they were full of murderous intent. Su Shan immediately began to organize the players into teams.

Five hundred and seventy-two players were divided into 31 teams by Su Shan. Su Shan made sure that each team was led by five veteran players at the student level.

This group of veteran players in the Learning Realm are all experienced people. If they encounter those in the Self-cultivation Realm, they will be killed instantly.

But at the student level, the combat effectiveness of these veteran players is very strong.

"Since everyone is already waiting impatiently, let's set off!!"

"kill!"

A simple word "kill" immediately detonated the group of players, and countless players attacked the Yiqu tribe with bare hands.

Although this group of players did not have any weapons in their hands, they were very confident in their own strength and believed that they could kill the people of the Yiqu tribe.

"Brothers, follow me and kill together!"

"Destroy the enemy's formation with all your strength and kill the enemy first!"

Teams of players, more like savages than barbarians, rushed towards the people of the Yiqiu tribe. In the dark night, their voices were blocked by the sounds of killing within the Yiqiu tribe, and they were not discovered by the Yiqiu sentinels for the time being.

"Zhuge Wangye, use your magical powers to the fullest!!"

Su Shan led Zheng Sanshui's team to charge out. Before he set off, he patted Zhuge Wangye's shoulder vigorously, asking Zhuge Wangye to use his magical powers to the fullest.

"Haha, look at my magical power advancing!"

"【Disaster is coming】!"

After Zhuge Wangye's magical power of man-made disasters and epidemics broke out in Yiqu, it caused riots within Yiqu. Countless people within Yiqu who were infected with the epidemic were affected by the man-made disasters and epidemics, and began to attack people from other Yiqu tribes like crazy.

As an extension of the man-made disaster, King Zhuge also used his full strength to display the magical power [Disasters].

"Son, son!" "My son!"

"Who on earth killed you?"

"Don't worry, no matter who killed you, I will avenge you!"

Qi Zhong Zui was a very strong drink. After Igorta of the Qi family finished a whole bottle of it, he waited until the Right Wise King rushed into his tent before he woke up in a daze.

The people of Yiqiu rioted, and as the Left Wise King of Yiqiu, Igorta naturally had the responsibility to suppress the riot.

The Right Wise King of Yiqiu asked Igorta to take a sobering pill. After Igorta woke up, he and Igorta immediately led the cavalry to suppress the riot of the Yiqiu people.

Igorta, who left Sanniang, Qinniang and his son at Nurta's house last night, naturally went to find his son first.

When he came to the outside of Nurta's tent and saw the raging fire burning in Nurta's tent, his eyes suddenly widened.

No one knew who had set Nurta's tent on fire.

His son was still staying in Nurta's tent!

Igorta only had his son in his mind, his spiritual energy gushed out and enveloped his whole body, and the next second he appeared in Nurta's tent and found his son covered in blood with some burn marks on his body.

At this moment, Igorta's anger value soared to the extreme.

Igorta gave birth to 11 children, only 3 of whom were boys.

The eldest son died at the hands of the Donghu tribe, and the second son died shortly after birth.

Igorta, who had 11 children, loved his last son to the extreme.

He completely ignored his daughter and even gave away his wife.

But his own son is like the flesh and blood in his hand, and he would not blame or scold him in any way.

Even though his son wanted to marry Sanniang last night, Igorta was not angry. He just smiled and scolded that he was not dead yet.

but now
His son died.

After being stabbed to death, he was also a little burned by fire!
The Yiqiu tribe believed in sky-based burial and were most opposed to cremation.

And now his own son was almost cremated.

"Who killed my son?"

Igorta walked out of Nurta's tent with his son in his arms and red eyes. He was full of murderous intent. The soldiers who came with Igorta and the Right Wise King did not dare to look Igorta in the face at this moment.

"Nurta!"

“Where is Nurta?”

Igorta still retained a trace of consciousness at this moment. He held his son in his arms and asked his soldiers to look for Nurta. However, when he saw Nurta lying in a pool of blood on the street with his body stiff while holding his son, his remaining sanity completely disappeared.

"Nurta is dead!"

"My nephew is dead!"

"My son is dead too!"

"My three sons are all dead, and my only nephew is also dead. I am the only male left in the great Tarta family!"

In the Yiqiu tribe, only males are considered members.

The Tarta tribe, to which Igorta belonged, was a brave and warlike tribe that liked to abuse prisoners.

Every member of the Talta family is a pioneer and is always at the forefront of every charge. The casualty rate of their family is very horrific, and there will be male casualties in almost every foreign war.

In the more than seventy years since Igorta was born, the Talta family has grown from seventy-eight people to only him now.

The Tartar family is all dead!
My father is dead, and all my uncles are dead.

The older brothers died, and the younger brothers were all dead too.

Even his nephew and son died.

"Ahhh!"

"Nurta, son!"

Igorta knelt on the ground, hugging his son and Nurta and crying bitterly. He regretted very much that he left his son at Nurta's house last night.

I regretted even more why I let Nurta learn to be independent and live alone instead of taking him to live with me in my home.

Igorta cried while holding Nurta's body. He didn't know that while he was holding Nurta, a pale white plague aura was silently entering his body.

This pale aura is incompatible with Igorta's aura. If Igorta is awake, he can easily expel the pale plague aura from his body.

But now, Igorta, who had not yet fully sobered up, was immersed in great sorrow, and he did not feel the pale plague aura at all.

"Fuck, fuck!"

"A fisherman will never be in the air force!"

"I think I caught a really big fish!"

At Lake Natabel, Zhuge Wang's skinny body was shaking constantly, and it seemed that he would lie on the ground and become a dried corpse in the next second.

The Yin-Yang school of military strategists believes that to borrow life from heaven is to return life to heaven.

Zhuge Wangye's magical power can be regarded as borrowing life from heaven. He continuously displays the magical power of [Disasters] and continuously squeezes the spiritual energy of his body, which makes him like a constantly swaying candle, and his life is shaky.

In fact, this was the third time that Zhuge Wangye was resurrected. He had died suddenly twice just by activating the magical power of [Disasters], and he was about to die suddenly this time.

"What big fish?"

The player who stayed with Zhuge Wangye was a pure new player who had not yet become a full-time player. He was mainly responsible for chatting with Zhuge Wangye to prevent him from being too lonely.

"A super big fish that is full of spiritual energy, bursting with power, and far more powerful than me. I feel that this big fish is a strong man in the Qi family realm."

“Only a strong man in the Qi family realm can give me the feeling that he can crush me to death at will.”

King Zhuge was actually not sure whether his judgment was correct. With his low level of self-cultivation, how could he allow the pale white plague aura to enter the body of Qi Jiajing?

The strong men in the Qi family realm are very sensitive to spiritual energy. If the spiritual energy of their own disease enters their bodies, it will definitely be dissolved or expelled quickly.

But now, this Qi family strongman didn't seem to notice or discover the disease aura. (End of this chapter)