On the Great Wilderness, two teams, one on the left and one on the right, stood under the scorching sun.

Even after winter, the climate in the Great Wilderness is still harsh, with no cold winds and torrential rains, replaced by heat waves and blazing yellow sand.

The team on the left was chaotic, dressed in blood-red animal skin skirts, all as majestic and powerful as Hercules, with strong muscles covered with terrifying scars.

These eighty strong barbarian warriors came from the Moon Bear Tribe, and the Moon Bear Tribe, which is famous in the wasteland, can be said to be the most elite and capable tribe among the barbarians.

At the front of the line, there stood a barbarian man who was more than two and a half meters tall like an iron tower.

The big man looked into the distance with red eyes, as if he was a fierce beast that could choose people to devour at any time.

Along with the warriors of the Moon Bear Tribe, they all kept a certain distance from him.

He is known as the most powerful warrior in the Savage Lands, the chief of the Moon Bear Tribe, Savage Page.

To be called Savage Page among the Barbarians, you can imagine how wild this guy is.

And Savage Page is also one of the few ruthless characters among the tribal chiefs who has a powerful war beast.

Paige's War Beast is a giant Pigmon, different from the Pigs that can be slaughtered, this Giant Pigs are a hybrid alienated beast, more than two meters tall, covered in pink scale armor, and two long fangs.

The enemies who died on these two fangs were no less than three digits, and the prestige of one man and one beast resounded throughout the Great Wasteland, and it was this man and beast that could be said to be invincible in the wasteland.

It's not just warbeasts that are hybridized, Paige is too.

Paige's eyes were naturally red, and whenever he fought, the muscles of his body would be like a rock, and they would take on a blue-black color.

As we all know, these two characteristics only exist in the black soil hilly area.

The indigenous barbarians of the wasteland all know that Page is not a barbarian in the strict sense of the word, but a mixture of two races.

Legend has it that his father was not a barbarian, but a family of giants in the black soil and hilly areas, and his biological mother was born after being taken captive by giants.

Thirty-six years ago, Page, a baby baby, was abandoned by the Giants on the edge of the moor in a hilly area of black soil.

Whether it was the barbarian who split his leg or the giant who cheated is unknown.

And the big chief Hesjans, who was just an ordinary warrior of the Moon Bear tribe back then, was Page's biological father, and this old boy brought the offspring of this giant and barbarian back to the Moon Bear tribe to raise him by chance when he was out hunting.

Since childhood, Paige has been treated as an alien by countless discrimination and indifference from the Moon Bear Clan, and everyone regards him as an alien, even the contemporary Moon Bear Chief will think of those people who were snatched away by the giants every time he sees him, so you can imagine what kind of environment this guy lives in.

It wasn't until Paige became an adult that he suddenly left the tribe alone one day.

Everyone only knew that he had entered the vast black soil hilly area, and they did not know what he was going to do, and no one asked or cared.

After Page's disappearance, Hasjans soon became the Elder of the Moon Bear Tribe, and then the High Chieftain.

It wasn't until seven years later, when all the Moon Bears had forgotten about this barbarian alien, that Paige returned with the mutant Pygmon.

Back in the Moon Bear Tribe, this guy is going to challenge the chief of the contemporary Moon Bear Tribe.

The Moon Bear Chieftain's limbs were broken, and the Chief's War Beast was also pierced by the giant Pigmon, killing him instantly.

When Page proposed to replace the chief, no one agreed, because the chieftain needs to be elected by public election, which is more democratic.

And Paige, a half-breed, has a rare wisdom of the barbarians, or a bad heart.

He didn't become a chieftain, and he didn't let anyone else be.

In the barbarian tradition, warriors can challenge each other, even the chief, if you don't accept it, you are a coward, of course, a thirty-year-old man challenging a three-year-old cub is also a coward.

With no clan backing Page as chief, he kept challenging the chief, and the chiefs changed one after another, and one after another, and in the end, Page got his wish and became the chief.

Paige's path to chiefdom is nothing short of bloody, and becoming a chief is just the beginning.

In less than five years, under the strong leadership of Page, the Moon Bear Tribe, which initially had only a few hundred people, and its bloody and cruel methods, continued to swallow dozens of barbarian tribes in the surrounding areas.

Eventually, the Moon Bear became one of the most powerful tribes in the Great Wilderness.

In the Great Wasteland, Page has only one enemy, and that is the enemy of the Great Chief, so the Wolf Tooth Tribe has always been a thorn in Page's side.

Finally, there is a meeting that can crusade against the Wolftooth Tribe, how can Page not bring someone over in person.

Looking at the human legion not far away, Page's face was full of disdain.

How could the brave and ferocious Moon Bear be in the company of a cunning fox.

Page also comforted himself that if it weren't for his unconditional obedience to the Great Chief, he would not have bothered to join an alliance with the lackeys of the Holy Court to attack the Wolftooth Tribe, which had already set.

Although he wanted to slaughter everyone in the Wolftooth tribe, he was also proud as a barbarian chieftain, and he didn't want even a drop of the blood of the barbarian warriors to stand on the hands of weak humans, even if these barbarian warriors were from the Wolftooth tribe.

Waving a tribal warrior, Page commanded, "Tell Don Lauya to give them another half an hour, and the Moon Bear Tribe will attack whether those human griffon knights come back or not." ”

The messenger ran away in a hurry, and returned a moment later with a message from the human side.

"The humans say they won't attack until sunset, the griffon knights have good mobility, and not coming back means that something has happened, and they won't attack until the situation is clear. ”

Page's blood-red eyes looked at the human phalanx stationed not far away, and said word by word: "Tell the warriors, prepare to attack, I will finish off the wolf-toothed George with my own hands." ”

The warriors of the Moon Bear Tribe, who received the order, kept roaring.

Page is a die-hard loyalist of the Great Chief, and can slaughter any of his kind.

And these eighty Moon Bear elite warriors are also Page's diehards, and for Page's sake, they can also slaughter any of their kindred, even if these clans were once called the Hero Tribe, even if these clans once died for the Great Wasteland.

Page straddled Big Page and the void pointed in the direction of the Wolf Tooth Tribe.

"Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, eighty barbarian warriors howled and rushed in the direction of the Wolf Tooth Tribe camp.

From here, you can also see how good the physique of the barbarian warriors is, the target is not seen, and it is several kilometers away, and it is directly a hundred meters to sprint to kill it, if you change the human warriors, your physical strength will be almost consumed when you don't run to the place.

The humans on the other side, who felt the killing intent of the barbarian warriors at close range, frequently looked sideways.

And the commander Tang Laoya, who was guarded by the human warriors in the middle, frowned secretly.

As an academic graduated from a human military academy, Tang Laoya didn't like the impulsive tactical methods of the barbarians, but he was helpless, saying that he was cooperating, but the barbarian warriors would not obey anyone's command.

Tang Laoya always felt that something was wrong, the griffon knight had been gone for so long, and he hadn't come back yet, so it was obvious that something was wrong.

The most important thing is that the extremely precious elemental beast demon core is still in the Wolf Tooth Tribe, if it is destroyed, this mission can be said to be in vain.

Whether or not the Wolftooth tribe is exterminated is not important to the Eastern Diocese, it is something that the Great Chief should worry about.

Their diocese has only one goal, the Elemental Beast Core and an Elemental Item, which is their goal.

Seeing that the Moon Bear Tribe was about to run away, Tang Laoya gritted his teeth and began to order.

"The whole army marched forward, keeping a distance from the barbarians, the Great Swordsmen entered the Wolf Tooth Tribe camp as soon as possible to find a target, and the others protected Master Carsus. ”

Carsus is the baptist of the Eastern Diocese, the ceiling-like figure in the diocesan armed forces.

If it weren't for the Cardinal's order, the Baptist wouldn't have gone to the wilderness to eat sand, which also shows how important the Elemental Beast Core and Elemental Props are to the diocese.

At the same time, Chu Ci, who led the soldiers to dismantle the camp with their own hands, was constantly urging.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hide it, you must hide it, people too, people have to hide it, it's coming, hurry up!"

Douglas, who was standing in the void with elemental power, was also anxious.

"Two kilometers, two kilometers at most, hurry up!"

Chu Ci misses Yan Entropy very much at this time, if there is Yan Entropy, what Holy Baptist Little Page is, they are all scum.

It's a pity that now the gold medal fighter of Yan Entropy is not there, the silver medalist Qin Lele is not there, and even the bronze medal fighters of the special group are not there, and there is only a group of barbarian warriors with brute strength.

Originally, Chu Ci thought that these barbarian warriors could fight better than Wang Dafu and Xiao Genteng.

But in fact, he thought wrong, compared to strength, this group of barbarians must be stronger than Lao Wang and them, the problem is that it is one thing to be able to fight, and it is another thing to be able to fight, and it is another thing to be able to fight, it turns out that this group of barbarians can fight, but they can't fight, they have no strength but no brains.

The plan has been said several times, but this group of iron hans still knows nothing.

There is no intention of mental calculation, the gap is not very big, it occupies the geography, and the fight is also open, but this must be based on the premise that the barbarian warriors perfectly execute the Chu Ci plan.

When I told everyone before, I understood it, but when it came time to do it, it was all numb and chaotic.

Chu scolded angrily and kicked one big ass after another, which allowed the barbarian warriors to hide, as for whether these guys can act at the opportunity, they can only resign themselves to fate.

Chu Ci was troubled, and the barbarian warriors led by Da Bell were also troubled.

The craftsmanship passed down from the ancestors was lost.

The barbarian warriors all rushed to the enemy as a fool, and they didn't understand what they were ambushing, what they were luring the enemy into, what they were about reverse encirclement, what tactics they were doing, and what kind of work they were doing.

A day ago they understood, but now that it's time to come, they don't understand it again.

Chu Ci looked at Douglas in mid-air and shouted: "It's man-made, I've done it, three points, you have become, three points, the remaining four points depend on the soldiers, if you and the soldiers don't work, we all have to die here." ”

"Don't worry, Lao Tzu is not this group of fools. Douglas slowly landed on the ground with his trademark treacherous grin, "I didn't expect you're fucking worse than me." ”

"Each other, each other. ”