After deliberation, it was finally decided that the two tribes would join forces to fight against an enemy that could arise at any time.

In order to take advantage of the terrain, everyone turned their grief and anger into strength, repaired the damaged defensive barriers, and dug some traps on the periphery.

Moreover, there must be special people on patrol every day, regardless of whether the enemy will come again or not, do not relax.

As for the "Lord of Hesse", that is, the Black Scale, this time he did not return to the river, he was left to live with everyone.

If it weren't for the fact that the villagers were afraid of it, so much so that Chu Feng let it go to the river when he left, the casualties would never have been so great.

The name "Lord of Hesse" alone was enough to shock the invaders.

But it's too late to say anything, and everything has to look forward.

"Damn, damn it!" Ishiyama stood in front of a tree, striking the trunk with his fist, blood pouring down his hands.

He couldn't forget the appearance of those villagers when they died, and he couldn't forget the image of the stone pillar blocking the fatal blow for him.

The pain in his hand was far less than the heartache like a knife.

"If I can work harder to practice with the Warrior Lord, if I can become stronger even more......," Ishiyama regretted so much that he wanted to hit the tree with his head.

"Brother Shishan, I want to become stronger, I want to work harder to practice with Lord Warrior!"

Although the two of them had also practiced with Chu Feng before, they had wasted too much time.

In terms of cultivation effort, they were far inferior to Chu Feng.

In the memories of the two of them, every time they opened their eyes from their sleep, the warriors they admired were all practicing.

If you want to gain great power, you must have to pay accordingly.

At this moment, whether it is Shishan or the girl Yeya, they are full of desire for strength.

In a very imposing building, several embarrassed guys fell to their knees, their bodies trembling, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

"So, you're failing!

Directly in front of him, on the huge stone chair, sat a fierce-looking fellow, his voice sounding flat, but it made the kneeling people below tremble.

"Third Young Master spare your life, those untouchables are very cunning, they have built defenses, and they have weapons in their hands, and when we first attacked them, they detected them. ”

"Third Young Master, we could have eradicated that small tribe, but we didn't expect that a 'Lord of Hesse' suddenly appeared there, and a few people killed many of us. ”

"Yes, Third Young Master, those untouchables don't have anything, but that 'Lord of Hesse' is too powerful, we are not its opponents at all, please spare your life!"

A few people kneeling below hurriedly explained the reason.

"You say, 'Lord of Hesse'?" the man sitting on the stone chair seemed interested.

"Yes, it's definitely a 'Lord of Hesse', and although it's still a juvenile, it's too strong!"

"A bunch of rubbish!" the man on the stone chair stood up suddenly, only to realize that he was too burly, nearly three meters tall.

The kneeling people below, not daring to talk nonsense, lowered their heads there, cold sweat running down their cheeks.

"Are you sure it's the 'Lord of Hesse'?" the burly man asked in a sudden cold voice.

"Third Young Master, we don't dare to deceive you, it is indeed a 'Lord of Hesse'!"

"You waste, you really can't deal with the 'Lord of Hesse', and I just happened to go to the 'Fighting Courage Conference' and hunt down a 'Lord of Hesse' to warm me up. Come on, take my strong bow!" the burly man's eyes shone fiercely.

At noon that day, a panicked cry came from the defense tower of the village.

"Oh no! The enemy has appeared!"

This shout directly broke the silence of the village, and the villagers who were busy gathered together like frightened birds.

"Where is the enemy?" said Baalda himself, climbing the tower.

It can be seen that a team of hundreds of people is marching here, they are well-equipped and prepared.

At the front of the procession, sixteen strong men carried a stone chair, on which sat a very burly man.

"Inform everyone, get ready for battle. Baalda's face was extremely solemn.

The people of the tribe began to get busy, and everyone moved the bows and arrows they had made in the past few days to the defense tower.

It's going to be a life-and-death battle!

"Third Young Master, that 'Lord of Hesse' appeared in there last time!" a guy stepped forward and said to the man on the stone chair.

"Do these untouchables know how to use their brains?" looked at the row of defensive barriers made up of tree trunks, and a sneer appeared on the corner of the burly man's mouth.

"Third Young Master, this time we must eradicate this group of unruly unruly pariahs!"

"Go, let these untouchables know how ridiculous they are doing!" The stone chair was lowered, and it was still some distance away from the defensive barrier, and the burly man suddenly waved his hand and gave the order to attack.

The battle is on!

Arrows kept shooting from the towers, but this time the enemy had already prepared, they were armed with shields, and those rudimentary wooden arrows could not penetrate their shields.

What's even more terrifying is that these invaders also brought archers, and they are specialized archers, both in range and accuracy, far beyond those villagers.

Seeing that the enemy was getting closer and closer, at this moment, a huge giant python rolled out of the defense barrier, it was the black scales!

"Third Young Master, look, it's the 'Lord of Hesse'!"

The appearance of the black scales seemed to turn the tide of the battle, and those enemies who rushed to the front with shields in their hands couldn't stop the attack of the black scales at all, but in such a short time, several people had already been knocked out.

"Interesting, so interesting!" the burly man laughed as he took a huge bow from his men, the arrows of which were like a spear.

"Hold it down!" the burly man shouted, already drawing his bow and aiming.

"Lord Blackscale, be careful!" On the defense tower, the wild girl who was shooting arrows saw the situation here and shouted nervously.

Airplanes!

With the hum of a bowstring, the spear-like arrows seemed to roll up a strong wind.

Burst!

The arrow pierced through the body of one of the intruders and slammed into the body of the black scale.

The black scales writhed in pain, their huge tail swept wildly.

"Lord Blackscale!" Wild Girl cried, trying to shoot the enemy who hurt Blackscale with the arrow in her hand, but the enemy was too far away.

Airplanes!

Another buzz sounded, but I didn't expect that this time the enemy shot an arrow with fire.

The black scales were shot again, and the burning flames instantly ignited the wound that was shot.

"Lord Blackscale!" the wild girl screamed hoarsely.

However, the enemy did not stop there, and rocket after rocket kept shooting at the body of Black Scale.