Chapter 1029 Illusion

He thought, there was only one village of refugees in the Devil's Valley, how many people could there be?

There were only a few hundred people. He brought two thousand people with him just to show off his noble status. He had to bring so many people with him when he went out.

However, the ambitious King An and his troops had just arrived at the wide plain outside the Devil's Valley, and before they could even see a single person, they were burned to the ground by a wave of rockets, and the number of 2,000 people was reduced by half in an instant.

Prince An, who underestimated the enemy and did not wear armor, was caught off guard and had his hair and beard burned. His clothes were also burned to tatters. His face was blackened and he looked like a bald monk begging for food. He returned to the camp in a miserable state with a thousand remaining soldiers.

He was so angry that he only had time to wash his face, put on his armor and helmet, and recruited another 5,000 soldiers. He captured 500 villagers from the surrounding villages and took them to the Devil Valley.

He had a good idea to use innocent villagers as pathfinders.

Even if the trap is triggered, these peasants will be the first to die. It will be fine as long as there is no loss of their own soldiers.

But his wishful thinking was wrong.

The five hundred villagers walked in front tremblingly, while King An hid at the back, driving the people and soldiers forward.

Suddenly, someone triggered the mechanism, and a rain of arrows flew out from the woods on the roadside behind, heading directly towards the people at the back.

"what!"

"Ahhhh!"

There were endless screams, and the soldiers behind fell down one after another. Prince An, who was riding on a tall horse, was also shot in the buttocks by a sharp arrow.

In order to facilitate movement, King An's armor only protected his upper body, knees and calves. When he was sitting on a horse, his thighs and buttocks were not covered by the armor. As a result, an arrow pierced his buttocks. King An screamed in pain and almost fell off the horse.

Fearing that he would be wounded by arrows again, King An quickly dismounted from his horse, limped among the soldiers, and let others serve as his human shield.

When the rain of arrows stopped, there were more than 300 corpses lying on the ground, and more than 200 injured. They were all soldiers walking at the back. The people in the front were not injured at all.

Fortunately, these arrows are not poisonous. This was also Qiao Ran’s idea. The mechanisms and traps outside do not need to be poisonous for fear of scaring people away. It is better to let these greedy people continue to move forward, break through one level after another, and then catch them all in one fell swoop.

As expected, King An reluctantly ordered his soldiers to continue advancing, and still let the villagers walk ahead to explore the way.

Then, the next level waiting for them is a fantasy world.

"Wow! So much food! So much food! More food than we can eat!"

"Meat! Lots of meat! I want to eat meat!"

"Is this my house? It's so beautiful! I never thought I could live in a house with big blue bricks and tiles!"

"Hey, wife! I have a wife! My wife is so pretty!"

……

This was the illusion seen by the villagers walking in front.

"Silver! Mountains of silver! It's all mine! Mine!"

"There are so many women! Come here and serve me well. I will not treat you badly!"

"Ahhh! Don't kill me! I didn't mean to do it! I had no choice!"

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill all these bastards!"