Night, will always pass, dawn will come!

The new day the tribesmen continued to live in the tribe, this time has experienced too much, everyone has changed more or less, the laughter of the past is gone, and all that remains is silence.

The mountain of the No. 1 bandit organization in the Falling Sun Mountain Range, the Falling Sun Alliance, overwhelmed everyone.

But life goes on.

No matter the difficulties and dangers ahead, or the sea of swords and fires, we must face them bravely.

Evasion cannot solve the problem, and only by moving forward can there be hope.

The same is true of life.

Repeat the cycle and savor the various states of life......

The sky is still very blue, the sun is still very bright, and the ice tribe at this time is warm under the sun.

Under the ice tree, the patriarch stood alone in the wind, and the breeze blew his already sparse white beard in the wind.

He looked silently into the distance, where an evil aura was slowly approaching the tribe, and he had known that day had come since he had made that decision twenty years ago.

The hunting party had long since stopped hunting, and this year they decided not to go to the Sunset tribe to deliver food.

Such a tribe of the sunset is not worthy of their allegiance.

The guards patrolled under the leadership of Heimeng, who looked like a villain, really underwhelming.

"Patriarch, no, there is a cavalry approaching in front, there are a lot of people" The sudden roar broke the patriarch's thoughts.

"Whoosh," Guan Cheng, who was holding a spear, jumped directly onto the city wall, immediately crossed his spear, looked into the distance, and all the guards were in place, watching the people from afar wait.

They had expected this to happen.

In the distance, a large group of black-clothed men armed with broadswords, bows and arrows, and riding fast horses slowly approached, and their clothes were embroidered with one word: eight.

It seems that the eighth branch has arrived, and the patriarch looked at the person who came and thought in his heart.

The enemy soon reached the bottom of the city walls, and "everyone is ready to fight," he said, watching the castle come and shout.

The sound of "whoosh," came the guards, ready for battle.

"Stop," came a cry from inside the bandits, and all the horses stopped.

A skinny little thin man rode out on horseback, looking at the comers, no one took him lightly because of his stature, because the aura emanating from his body told people that he was a warrior.

The name of the person who came was Wei Thin, and the people in the rivers and lakes called him "Brother Thin". "It's the head of the eighth branch of the Falling Sun League. He is also a martial artist.

He looked at the Ice Tribe, his heart filled with disdain. Seventh brother's stupid dick, how can he not even take such a tribe.

Hmph, if it weren't for the second master's speech and others working together, now Lao Tzu would have taken down this small tribe, hum.

"Come on, set up camp and wait for the rest of the men and horses to arrive, and don't let a fly in or out in the meantime. ”

"Obey," the bandits in the rear immediately dismounted and began to arrange, Wei Shou looked at Guan Cheng and the others with an evil smile.

In his opinion, the only thing the whole tribe could fight against him was this man with a spear in his hand, and as for the kid named Hanping, hum.

Looking at the arrogant appearance of the bandit leader, Guan Cheng clenched his spear, if he didn't care about the safety of the tribe, he would definitely go up and fight now, hum, it's really annoying.

In this way, a large group of bandits were stationed outside the tribe, and they could be killed at any time.

All the people in the tribe were ready to fight, the men clenched their weapons, the women hugged the children in their arms, and they were ready to live and die with the tribe at any time.

The patriarch still stood motionless, not knowing what he was doing, but no one bothered him, because at this time there was actually an oppression on his body, which caused everyone to keep looking sideways.

Perhaps, the patriarch may have a way.

Hei Meng looked at the army of bandits outside, and then at the people in the tribe, and his heart wavered, how he should choose.

Darkness covered the land, night owls still chirped, the torches of the Ice Tribe were bright, and the whole tribe was the same as during the day, and all the people of the tribe gathered under the Ice Tree, and they were praying, praying that the tribe would survive this catastrophe safely.

Xiao Han'an was huddled in Yang Xue's arms, next to Han Ling'er, he pulled the corner of Han Ling'er's clothes with his small hand, the latter smiled at him, picked him up, and got closer to Yang Xue's direction.

"Auntie, don't worry, Hanping will definitely be fine, Uncle Xizhan and they will definitely rush back. ”

Listening to the girl's words, Yang Xue responded with a smile, she looked at the simple stone house in the east of the tribe, he knew that with him, the tribe would not die.

"Drive, haha" approached with the sound of horses' hooves, and then stopped, groups of bandits arrived, but they were not in a hurry to attack, they were waiting for their second master.

After the night was uneventful, when the sun rose and the rooster crowed as usual, the tribesmen finally relaxed a little, because where there is light, there is hope.

Guan Cheng was on guard for a night in the cold night, watching groups of bandits gather, first the eighth division, then the ninth, tenth, and sixth divisions also arrived, looking at the bandits, his heart was mixed, can they resist?

He looked up into the distance, you have to hurry, thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, and he had made all the preparations, including: life.

In a valley to the east of the Ice Tribe was silent at this time, but at this time, a huge stone was blasted away, and then five people came out, each of them was a beast skin and clothes but had a strong breath, so frightened that the beast next to him lay on the ground and did not dare to move, what happened, five humans appeared at once, or five strong people.

The five people were Chills and the others, they looked in the direction of the tribe, so they nodded to each other and quickly rushed back to the tribe, because there were their relatives, their people, and there was their home.

Feeling the change in the valley, the patriarch finally showed a reassuring smile, he looked at Guan Cheng, and the other party also looked over, and both of them smiled because they saw hope in each other's eyes.

As long as they rush back, then what is the Sunset Alliance afraid of!

But at this time, "driving," I only saw a few people outside the tribe riding horses, each of them exuding a powerful aura, especially a strong man at the head, who exuded an invincible aura.

They are the people who came from the headquarters of the Falling Sun League, and the first one is the second leader of the headquarters of the Falling Sun League.

Looking at the comers, all the bandits immediately got up, including the bandit leaders of several branches, and immediately stepped forward and said in unison:

"Meet the second master. ”

"Hmm," the strong man nodded, and then rode towards the Ice Tribe, and the bandits behind him totaled more than 200 people from four branches, all of whom were riding horses, holding knives and pressing towards the Ice Tribe.

Seeing that more than two hundred bandits pressed over, and several bandit leaders who took the lead were all warriors, everyone became nervous at this moment.

The army is overwhelmed, and the black clouds are crushing the city.