For a time, heaven and earth were silent.

In the twilight afterglow, only the blade-toothed tiger roared through the land.

"Well, why didn't the Bladetooth Tiger eat him? ”

A cannibal muttered a question.

"Witchcraft, it must be witchcraft, that bastard will definitely be witchcraft, otherwise, how can the heroic Black Mountain warriors be defeated!"

"I can't beat it, I can't beat it, run everyone!"

Among the cannibals of Montenegro, I don't know who shouted like this, but I saw that all the cannibals of Montenegro scattered in a hurry, and the sixty or seventy cannibals who were still showing off their might just now were like headless flies at this time.

To describe them as panicked, it is all praise, at this moment, these people are so fast, even the rabbit is their grandson.

It's no wonder that's the case, after all, the twists and turns of things are simply not something that these cannibals can handle.

At this time, these people completely lost the determination to destroy the Frost Valley tribe before they came, and some were just endless fear and remorse.

Why did you come to participate in this battle against the Frost Valley Tribe?

First, more than 120 companions were killed on the way by wooden spears and stones before they could see what the Frost Valley tribe looked like.

Finally seized the opportunity for the other party to come out and pick up the wooden spear, and finally had a glimmer of hope that he could eat the other party, but he never thought that the opposite side was under the leadership of the bastard who killed the black snake, and only paid a small loss, and the great Black Mountain warrior was defeated.

When he finally found out that something was wrong, after making a comeback, he also successfully intercepted the bastard from the large army, although his weapons were very sharp and killed a lot of clansmen, but it was also exhausting him, and the Frost Valley tribe did not dare to send someone out to save him, seeing that he was about to succeed, after going back, he could also give an explanation to the patriarch of Montenegro.

However, unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred, and a blade-toothed tiger was killed in the sky, launched an attack on the clansmen, and killed the bastard all the way.

If you want to say that the blade-toothed tiger attacks on both sides, everyone has nothing to say, but the key to the problem is that the blade-toothed tiger doesn't know what medicine it has taken wrong, and it was majestic and murderous a moment ago, but in front of that bastard, it is as well-behaved as a rabbit.

The most important thing is that this king of the jungle even let that bastard ride on his back.

Such a dramatic scene of upside-down concepts made a thought pop up in the hearts of all the Black Mountain cannibals.

The Frost Valley Tribe is too mysterious, and the bastard who led the Frost Valley Tribe to defeat the Black Mountain Warriors is even more mysterious and unpredictable.

Looking at the thief who stood on the battlefield at this time, like a god-like thief, everyone subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

This battle has no need to be fought at all.

The Black Mountain tribe is running wolf and rat, under the divine power of the thief, like a lost dog, but on the bridge, in the eyes of all the people of the Frost Valley tribe, the thief at this time is the unparalleled brave man given to them by God.

The afterglow of the setting sun hit him, mixed with blood, as if he had put on a robe for the thief.

This scene is fixed in most people's minds, even after many years, there are still parents who have become fathers and mothers, and they will affectionately explain to their children what happened on this day.

When the situation is determined and everything is irreparable, the warriors are in the chaos of the battle, the spear stands up and the tiger is roaring, and the black mountain thieves, like duckweed, are crushed by the huge waves, and the thief with the bladed tooth tiger in the crotch is the huge wave.

There was an earth-shattering shout from the bridge.

The spear thrower was exhausted, and the flying stone rope was not close enough, so they could only hope to resist the murderous cannibal people of the Frost Valley on the wooden door, and at this moment, I don't know how many people shed tears because of excitement.

"Warriors are invincible!"

"Warriors are invincible! Warriors are invincible!"

Countless shouts came from the cross bridge, this hysterical roar, it was so straight to the heart, I couldn't wait to shout my voice hoarse, and shout all the resentment squeezed in my heart out of the body before I was willing.

Didn't your Montenegrin tribe keep saying that they were very powerful and always oppressing nearby tribes?

Why are you, who were so arrogant in the past, like your grandson today, so that our warriors are fighting so badly?

"Warriors are invincible!"

The old patriarch's hand shook rapidly, it was not fear, but surprise.

He was full of tears, and his heart was related.

Unlike the witch fat and thin elder, starting a war with the Black Mountain tribe, God knows how much courage the old patriarch must have to believe that Ji Thief is such a kid who has just joined the tribe for a long time?

Betting the fate of all the clansmen on the thief is a big gamble in itself, and if you lose, you will really be doomed, and you will become a sinner of the Frost Valley tribe.

Finally, finally, the thief lived up to expectations, lived up to expectations.

If it is said that the appearance of the spear thrower and the flying stone rope surprised the old patriarch and gave him confidence in winning the war, then now, the majestic appearance of the thief leaping tiger holding a spear made the old patriarch sigh in his heart, born as a man, it should be so, defend the homeland!

The witch suppressed the excitement in her heart, suppressed a somewhat trembling tone, and said to the old patriarch: "Clan, patriarch, give the order to attack, the people of the Black Mountain tribe are all scared by the warriors, let's attack." ”

The witch's words made the fat and thin elders who cheered with the ordinary clansmen also come back to their senses, and they all suggested to the old patriarch: "Yes, patriarch, this time is a good time for us to attack and support the warriors, let's attack!"

The old patriarch's eyes flashed with a hint of excitement, he looked at the three most powerful assistants under his hands, took a deep breath to calm the restlessness in his heart, and then nodded solemnly: "Open the door, attack!"

When the old patriarch's words fell, the clansmen who heard the order on the left and right all shouted even louder.

The other clansmen who didn't know the truth were a little puzzled, but when the old patriarch ordered to open the door and attack and help the warriors after being informed by their companions, these doubts immediately turned into enthusiastic responses.

The thin elder, who was already old but still hot-tempered, was the first to stand in front of the wooden door excitedly, and even, because he was in a hurry to open the door too slowly, he also took matters into his own hands and pushed the clansmen away. After opening the door, he was the first to rush out.

"Warrior, we're here to help you!"

As the words fell, the thin elder rushed forward with a wooden spear.

Behind him, all the tribesmen of the Frost Valley, old and young, male and female, took up weapons if they had weapons, and picked up stones to make weapons when they didn't, and even borrowed the throwing spears from the spear throwers.

As the thin elder's words fell, they gathered under the cross bridge, and all the clansmen shouted in unison: "Warrior, we will help you!"

Morale reached its peak in one moment.

Everyone went straight to the lone tiger and ran rampant on the battlefield, chasing and stabbing the figure of the Black Mountain cannibal.

Xue and the other three, who were obviously seriously injured and should not have been able to stand up, had already followed behind the thief and stabbed to death more than a dozen Black Mountain cannibals.

When the thin elders joined the battlefield and followed the pursuit behind the thief, this life-and-death war between the two tribes had already been finalized.

He rode a blade-toothed tiger on a boulder, and the last rays of the setting sun shone on his smiling face, blood all over his body, and the blade-toothed tiger under his crotch was also out of breath.

Behind him, the clansmen who chased him out one after another, although tired, they were all happy from the bottom of their hearts.

It was done, it was done, and we really did it.

Under the leadership of the Warriors, we have truly defeated the mighty Black Mountain Horde!

"Ahh

The thief let out an earth-shattering roar in the direction of the embarrassment of the Black Mountain cannibals.

He was greeted by the loud roar of the Bladetooth Tiger and the shouts of the people behind him.

The shouts shook the sky, and for a while, the beasts in the mountains and forests were not at peace, and the mountains and forests that had fallen silent because of the night were boiling again.

Ji Thief turned his head on the back of the tiger and saw one excited face after another.

Including the witch fat and thin elder, all the faces of those who looked at the thief naturally showed a trace of excitement and respect.

In this battle, the thief is destined to shine!