"Stop!"
The figure of more than a dozen people galloping forward suddenly stopped without warning.
They wore the forehead protectors of Yuyin Village, and the gas masks covered the lower half of their faces. Their breath was extremely heavy and disordered.
But even so, it is still hard to hide the fright in the eyes.
Before they reached the village, they felt something was wrong.
Most of the villagers here take the job of forging weapons. Usually, at this time, the villagers have got up to make a fire. But today, it is as quiet as nobody.
And with the morning wind blowing, there was also a faint smell of blood.
"It's still late