In the camp of the Anos tribe stationed in Aishan, the warriors received news that they could rest and recuperate in the near future, and at this time, they could finally sleep peacefully to relieve the fatigue of more than a month.

A young soldier who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a blanket of animal skin half-covered on his body, was entering his dream, and suddenly returned to the battlefield in his dream, the whole world was blood-red, surrounded by swords and swords, broken walls, countless people around him were fighting, and a puff of blood mist was constantly splashed in the air.

He dragged his scarred body and fought as hard as he could, when suddenly an enemy turned on him with a fierce face and slashed at him with a large knife, and he woke up suddenly, and the cold sweat on his body penetrated his close-fitting clothes.

There was no vicious enemy in front of him, and his comrades in the tent were still sleeping soundly, turning over with a snoring sound, and taking away the arm that was pressing on his chest.

The young man let out a long breath, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and muttered in a low voice: "It turned out to be a dream, it scared me to death, when is this damn war going to be the end, parents and ...... It's all right in the tribe......"

After being stunned for a while, the young man secretly wiped away the tears that were about to fall, pulled the animal skin blanket on his body, and turned sideways to continue sleeping.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of a rope outside the tent, and he was so shocked that he even held his breath, and slowly got up to observe the situation outside the tent.

Just as he was about to reach the door, suddenly, the curtain of the tent was slammed open, and there stood a warrior with a bright blade in his hand, with a fierce look on his face that was the same as the one the boy had dreamed of in his dreams.

"There is an enemy attack, ...... quickly"

However, before the young man's screams were finished, the big knife had already slashed at his neck.

His eyes widened, his mouth could no longer make a sound, he felt the temperature of his body slowly getting colder, and finally fell back weakly.

The knife was pulled out of his neck, and immediately blood overflowed, and the young man fell in a pool of blood, his eyes slightly closed, and he faintly spit out the last few words of his life, "Mom...... I think...... Home ......"

The rest of the camp was also awakened, but when they just reacted, they were greeted by the enemy's bright and dangling broadsword, and the next second, the screams rang out, and soon calm was restored, leaving only the scene of blood stained on the four walls of the camp tent and a pile of corpses lying in pools of blood.

This happened constantly in the various camps of the Arnos tribe, which was a brutal killing, and on the other side, in the Mandala camp, something similar was happening.

The screams finally alerted the survivors, who reacted and began to fight back, but the enemy came with a ferocity and were prepared, and they were caught off guard and retreated.

Suddenly, a white light and shadow rose from a tent, and the majestic dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and a ten-zhang long frost flying dragon appeared in the sky, and above the dragon's head, stood a blue-haired old man.

Wadi, who took the lead, looked at the ice dragon in the sky and was stunned, his eyes bulged out, and he exclaimed, "How is it possible?! Arnold Singh is here?!"

That's right, standing on top of the ice dragon is none other than the chief of the Arnos tribe, the sorcerer Arnoldhe!

Arnoldzinger looked at the tribesmen below who had been killed by the night attack, and the bloodshot in his eyes gradually climbed up, and his whole body shone with dazzling blue magical power

, The right hand wrapped in long sleeves waved forward fiercely, the ice dragon's giant mouth opened, and a whirlwind mixed with countless ice edges struck towards the army of the Vano Holy Tribe.

"Ahhh

……

The terrifying Ice Ridge Hurricane smashed into the army, and in an instant, hundreds of people were torn to pieces and turned into ice slag corpses.

Arnold's angry roar resounded throughout the audience under the envelopment of magical power, "The blood of my people must be repaid with your blood!

The ice dragon roared again, and the huge dragon body swooped down, startling Vadi to roar at the top of his throat: "Go, go, stop him!"

The warriors raised their blades and rushed forward, while Vadi quickly retreated under the protection of his cronies.

The flesh and blood under the ice dragon flew everywhere, and it did not stop until it took the lives of nearly five hundred people, and the remaining Vano Holy army had all withdrawn.

Wadi sent the Witch Val to the other side to attack the Mandala tribe, and he never expected Arnosingh to appear here.

On the other side, Val's attack on the Mandala tribe was also successful at first, but after a phoenix roared, a fiery red girl appeared in front of Val with a fiery phoenix.

After a confrontation of witchcraft, Val was surprised to find that the young girl in front of him was also a wizard, and the battle quickly fell into a stalemate, although with his own stronger magic power than the other party, as long as there was enough time, he could still win, but he really couldn't bear to implicate the warrior below him who died tragically due to their witchcraft collision.

As a result, Val decisively ordered a retreat, and that night, all three sides suffered heavy casualties, and none of them were able to get the benefit.

Vadi fled towards the camp with less than five hundred soldiers left, and as he looked at the scarred remnants around him, he gritted his teeth viciously;

"Arnoldsingh! This old immortal is here! It seems that you still haven't learned the lesson from the fate of the Ksra tribe! Look at me, I sent someone to report back, and asked my brother to send troops to raid your hometown directly! Hehehehe......

But before Vadi could finish his murder, his grim laughter came to an abrupt end, for a large group of men and horses had appeared on the road ahead of them.

These people looked very eye-catching, and their clothes were not as uniform as those of other tribes, and they wore everything in a mixed manner, like a group of stragglers.

But in the hands of these people, they all hold bright weapons, and a rough estimate of the number of people is about 1,000.

Wadi's face darkened instantly, he stopped the army behind him, and shouted to the group of roadblocks that appeared in front of him: "Where did the uneyed thief come from! How dare you block Uncle Ben's way from here! Do you know who we are! You must disperse quickly within a quarter of an hour, otherwise you will be killed!"

In the face of Vadi's intimidating threat, the opposite team remained motionless, and a figure walked out at the forefront, a one-armed man with an empty sleeve on his left arm, the shadow receded, and the moonlight shone on his face, it was Shajin.

Sha Jin didn't stop until he was less than five feet away from Wadi, looked at the embarrassed remnants of the defeated soldiers in front of him, and said with a playful smile: "The juniors naturally know that it is the army led by Wadi Ada of the Vano Holy Tribe, and the purpose of the juniors' trip is here, I've been waiting here for a long time, Wadi-Uncle-Uncle!"

The last four words, Sha Jin, word by word

He spat out heavily, and Wadi's narrowed eyes became wider and wider after a moment of doubt, and finally his mouth opened wide and pointed at Shajin like a ghost and said in horror: "Wa...... Vajin?!you...... Are you a human or a ghost?!"

Looking at Wadi's cowardly appearance, Sha Jin looked up to the sky and laughed, "The appearance of the brave tribe Ada is really ugly now, I haven't seen you for ten years, how did my uncle become so timid? You will know in a moment whether I am a human or a ghost!"

The words fell heavily, Sha Jin drew his knife and rushed towards Vadi, and several figures behind him quickly followed, it was Mu Sen, the leader of the Musen Sect, Rong Zhu, the leader of the Fire Sect, and Luo Feng, the leader of the Wind Sect.

Only then did Wadi react and shouted an order to the army behind him: "Give it to me!

The sound of fighting sounded again, but this time Vadi was a big heel, although his strength was also strong, but any of the four leaders were not inferior to him, and the Genre Alliance was twice as strong as them in terms of troops, and they had just experienced a big battle, and the Genre Alliance was in full swing to win.

The overall situation was one-sided, and Wadi was barely able to parry under the siege of the four leaders, and suddenly Shajin found a flaw in him, and a month slashed the knife from the bottom up to pick the long knife in Vadi's hand out, and the other three leaders immediately stepped forward to capture him alive.

When the soldiers saw that Wadi had been captured, they all had no strength to continue their stubborn resistance, and they all threw away their weapons and gave up useless resistance.

On the other side, the two brothers, Wari and Moshan Mohai, as well as Guangyao, the leader of the Mingguang Sect, led another 1,000 warriors from the Sect Alliance to intercept Val on their way back to the camp.

However, there is no fight like Vadi on the first meeting, and Val, as the master of the Vano Holy Tribe, Wari knows his temperament very well.

Vaal has a good heart, and he has been loyal to the tribe all his life, and although he does not approve of some things in the dark side of the chieftain Waki, he has repeatedly chosen to compromise because of his loyalty.

Wari didn't want to meet with his clansmen alone, so he went up alone to communicate with Val, telling him how he and Shajin had been framed by his Waki, and making a factual statement about Waki's disregard for his people's lives and his own interests.

Val was also surprised to see Wari, and after some exchange, he stroked his long beard and sighed deeply: "Wari, I know very well what you said, Waki has become more and more crazy in the position of chief in recent years. ”

"In order to annex the Klaas tribe, he is eager to forge ahead regardless of any cost, and in order for his direct cronies to be able to control all the rights of the tribe, he constantly squeezes out the sages and talents, and some even do not hesitate to kill them!

"Selfishly thinking that the whole tribe can only be used by them, and turning the tribe into a strange and terrible place! but...... What can I do? I can't betray the tribe no matter what!"

Looking at the gray and distressed Val, Wari slowly shook his head and said, "Master Witch, you are wrong, I don't want you to betray the tribe, but invite you to save the tribe with me!

Hearing Wari's words, Val suddenly shook his whole body, and when he looked at Wari again, his originally somewhat cloudy eyes seemed to become clear.

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