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The Taal tribe is just a small tribe with only more than 300 people, which is actually slightly inferior to the Cold Wind tribe across the river.

Because, the Taal tribe does not even have a warrior-level warrior, only Lanni, a powerful archer, can barely be regarded as a warrior-level lethality, but it is not the same level as the warrior's deterrence and status.

In the tribal era, everyone still admired strength rather than mere lethality, and a strong archer was not as convincing as a warrior in close-quarters combat.

The leader, Krew, was a warrior when he was young, but now he is nearly sixty years old, and his strength has long since dropped a lot, and he still serves as the leader of the tribe, because no other warrior can take over.

In the entire tribe, Lan Ni is considered to be very strong in combat effectiveness, and even needs Lan Ni, a woman, to go out to hunt and feed the inhabitants of the tribe, which shows how weak the combat power of this tribe is.

Although the gray-haired Crewe is fifty-eight years old, he is still in good shape.

He stood firmly at the gate of the tribe, holding a large sword, with thirty tribal warriors, and seven or eight archers, facing more than one hundred and ten warriors from the Snow Forest tribe head-on, looking at Booth who was standing on top of the huge war beast, and shouted: "Booth, what you will get today will only be the corpse of our Tar tribe, and we will not hand over Lanny." ”

Thirty tribal warriors looked solemn, armed with various weapons, including scimitars, machetes, spears, and sticks, and all looked at the warriors of the Xuelin tribe in front of them with great hatred.

The seven archers in the back were also on standby, drawing their bows and arrows, aiming at the warriors of the Xuelin tribe on the opposite side.

And Lanni is the leader of this group of archers, and the leader of the archery team just yesterday, relying on great strength.

At this moment, Lan Ni is still wearing a beast skin mask, but she has changed to a new mask, and the mask is engraved with two words in ancient tribal characters - Zhenwu!

Lannie's eyes did not show the slightest emotion, just stared at Booth standing on the back of the war beast in the distance, slowly drew her bow and arrows, and whispered: "Perhaps, I will die today, and I will never see you again." ”

Many of the surrounding tribesmen looked at Lanni with some anger and hatred in their eyes.

At any time and in any region, there are foolish people who will blame their own people for the ambitions of their enemies, and many residents of the Tar tribe blame Lanni, believing that Lanni attracted the wrath of Booth and brought disaster to the Tar tribe.

If it weren't for the fact that the leader Crewe suppressed these emotions, and that Lannie had always been a representative of kindness and diligence in the tribe, someone might have forcibly sent Lanny to the Shirin tribe yesterday, hoping to avoid war.

However, there is now a discord within the Thar tribe.

Compared with the thirty weapons of the Taer tribe and the weak warriors, the warriors of the Xuelin tribe on the opposite side were extremely fierce, and their expressions were full of murderous and strong aura, as if they were already victors.

What's more, standing behind the warriors of the Snow Forest Tribe is a powerful war beast.

This is a war machine that the inhabitants of a small tribe like the Tahr tribe have never seen in their legends for almost their entire lives, and it is a weapon of mass destruction that only occurs in wars between large tribes.

The war between small tribes is at most hundreds of warriors, where is the need for war behemoths?

And most importantly!

The war beast is extremely strong, it is one of the overlords on the frozen moss plain, and it is a huge beast that likes to live in groups like a giant wolf and beast, and a large tribe that is not strong cannot surrender this powerful beast to drive itself.

The people of small tribes, such as the Tar tribe, even if all three hundred men, women, and children went out to surround and suppress a war beast, the result was only to die.

Even the Snow Forest Tribe would not be able to subdue a wild war beast.

Standing on the back of the war beast, Booth wore a rare metal cuirass, and held a wooden shield one meter six high in one hand, on which a fierce beast was depicted, and in the other hand he held a three-meter-long spear, condescending, like a god of war.

He looked contemptuously at the Thar tribe in full view, and laughed: "Old fellow Kru, I want not only Lanni, I want this land, I want all the women and food of your Tar tribe!"

Pointing the spear in his hand at Crewe, he shouted: "Old fellow, I will give you a chance, now you lead all of you to surrender to me, and submit to me in the future, and all the women are dedicated to the warriors of our tribe, and I, the warrior of Booth, can call the shots and not kill you all!"

In the tribal era, there were two main resources to fight for, the first was food, and the second was women!

Food is the foundation of survival, and women are the foundation of development and continuity.

Many warriors of the Taal tribe were furious when they heard this, and several warriors even cursed a few words angrily.

But Crewe didn't curse, he didn't even get angry, he only had a belief in defending the tribe with death.

Because, after living for so long, he has long been accustomed to the cruelty of tribal warfare, and the fate of the loser is extremely miserable.

All the men were killed, and the young and young women were taken back by the victors to be distributed among the tribal warriors as trophies!

This is a normal thing and a rule of nature.

Crewe waved the blade in his hand and shouted, "Booth, the warriors of our Taal tribe are not afraid of death. Today, you have to step over our corpses!"

Booth laughed, and the shield in his hand stomped on the back of the war beast, and the war beast under his feet suddenly raised its long nose and let out a sharp long roar!

Rise..........................................

Rise........................

Rise............

The sound of the long roar of the war beast spread over a radius of more than ten kilometers, and the soldiers in the vicinity were even more stung by the eardrums of the huge sound impact, and their bodies were difficult to stabilize, and the nearest few warriors of the Snow Forest tribe were knocked to the ground by the impact of the air current, and their ears were bleeding!

The warriors of the Taal tribe were even more frightened and had no combat effectiveness, all the warriors were pale, their legs were trembling, and they had no fighting spirit, if it wasn't for the fact that there was no way to retreat, many people might have to run away!

Crewe also felt fear in his heart, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Warriors of the Taal tribe, protect our homeland!"

"Fight!"

"Combat ......"

"Combat ......"

One by one, the warriors of the Taar tribe, led by Kru, began to shout slogans to raise morale and banish fear.

Lanni in the back is the calmest one.

She had already given birth to a will to die, her breathing was slightly short, her eyes were closely watching Booth on the back of the war beast, the bowstring in her hand was already full, she adjusted her direction, and suddenly released the bowstring!

Sou......

A rapid sound of breaking the sky sounded.

The arrows on Lanny's bowstring whistled out and flew straight towards Booth, who stood arrogantly on the back of the war beast.

Booth was startled, and reacted extremely quickly, after all, he was a warrior-level warrior, and he had grown up in battle since he was a child, and instinctively immediately put his shield in front of him.

And then there was a clink!

Lannie's sharp arrow was blocked by the shield, and it was firmly planted in the shield.

Booth angrily raised his spear and shouted, "Warriors, charge, kill all the men of the Tar tribe, take their women and food, kill ......"

"Rush ......"

"Kill ............"

When the more than a hundred warriors of the Snow Forest tribe heard Booth's order, several leaders immediately shouted and rushed up like a tide, and there was no discipline, just relying on numbers and impact to win.

At the same time, Booth patted the war beast at his feet, and the huge war beast let out a low roar again, and then its thick limbs like huge pillars began to move, walking towards the Taal tribe, and each step made a rumbling sound of the ground converging, like an earthquake, like a small mountain moving.

The war has begun!

Crewe took the lead and rushed out with a shout, but as soon as he took a step, he was shot in the shoulder by an arrow from the archers of the opposite snow forest tribe, and his body was stunned, but he still insisted on rushing out, leading the warriors to charge. He knew he couldn't fall at this time, or the warriors of the Taal tribe would collapse immediately!

However, several of the warriors around Crewe were immediately killed by sharp arrows and fell to the ground.

Lannie also led a few archers to quickly shoot arrows and attack, and the warriors of the Snow Forest tribe who charged in front of them also fell several at once.

The brutal hand-to-hand encounter began.

The Taal tribe was directly crushed by the warriors of the Snow Forest tribe who had experienced many tribal wars, and Kru was immediately slashed twice, covered in blood, and had to resist while retreating.

Crewe turned to Lannie and the others behind him and shouted, "Lanni, you guys run away with the children, go to the river and escape by boat!"

This is Crewe's final decision, and the only way to preserve the tribe's continuity, the river is a natural barrier, and it is also the source of the cold wind tribe's luck psychology.

Tears welled up in Lanny's eyes, she shook her head vigorously and shouted, "Uncle Crewe, I won't run away, I'm going to fight to the death with everyone, I'm going to protect the tribe." ”

However, if Lanny doesn't run, someone else will run.

After all, humans have an instinctive fear in the face of death.

Therefore, the old and weak of the Tar tribe ran to the river to try to run away by boat, and even a few timid warriors and archers ran away, not daring to participate in the cruel battle.

But.

The riverside has been taken over by a group of people!

As soon as Jiang Zhenwu and the warriors of the Cold Wind Tribe landed, they saw the beginning of the brutal war, ignoring the frightened tribesmen who had broken down psychologically.

Gordon saw the war beast that came step by step like a mountain, and at close range, the impact was even more terrifying, and his face was pale with fright, he looked at Jiang Zhenwu and said, "Zhenwu, how can we defeat the war beast?"

The other cold wind warriors also looked at Jiang Zhenwu, they had heard a lot of legends of war beasts since they were children, and when they saw this kind of behemoth, they would instinctively be afraid, and they didn't dare to fight, and going up was an act of sending them to death.

Jiang Zhenwu said confidently: "Just give me this giant **, you go to the battle immediately and help the Taer tribe, otherwise when the Taar tribe is defeated and has no ability to resist, we will all die!"

Gordon's heart sank, he was not a stupid person, he knew that he couldn't fight against Booth and them alone, he could only join forces with the Taer tribe, and he had to attack quickly, taking advantage of the fact that the Taer tribe still had the strength to fight, he immediately glanced at Jiang Zhenwu deeply, and said seriously: "Okay, I believe in you, Zhenwu!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and brandished his broadsword and rushed towards the battle in the tribe.

And Jiang Zhenwu took out the horn of the tiger giant beast on his waist, and also rushed in, looking at the fierce battle, a corpse fell to the ground, which was very tragic.

However, his gaze did not linger, Lenny the Searcher!

Soon!

He saw the only archer who insisted on fighting and kept shooting arrows, standing behind the retreating warriors of the Tar tribe, shooting sharp arrows alone, each of which could hit an enemy, sharing a lot of pressure for the front-line warriors such as Krewe.

Her archery skills improved again, and the lethality of one person was equivalent to three or four archers on the opposite side, and there were seven or eight warriors of the Snow Forest tribe who fell in her hands.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing his slightly excited emotions, Jiang Zhenwu walked quickly, overtaking Gerdon and the others in the blink of an eye, and immediately came behind Lan Ni.

Lan Ni was extremely alert, heard the movement behind her, and immediately turned around and aimed a sharp arrow at Jiang Zhenwu!

However, the moment she saw Jiang Zhenwu, the movements in her hands suddenly stiffened, and a pair of big eyes with a slight hint of blue were full of incredulity, and she said in surprise: "Zhenwu, is it you?"

Jiang Zhenwu also nodded excitedly and said, "It's me!"