172 - is the cloud tribe

There was a loud hula noise, and the thief took several clansmen, including Tushan, and chased them out in the direction where the footprints spread.

In the jungle, those white fox people ran all the way, but they didn't run far with the trebuchet when they heard the loud voice of the earth mountain behind them.

"Oh no, the people of the Frost Valley tribe are catching up!"

A white fox said.

"What then?"

"It's really not going to work, we'll just fight them. ”

"it, even the Black Mountain tribe can't beat them, how can we win?"

"Stupid, don't talk about it yet, hide the trebuchet. ”

There was a rush of scrambling, and when these people had just pushed the trebuchet into a bush, the thief led the people and was already chasing after them.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and the white fox people who heard the sound immediately turned around.

I saw that the thief was holding an iron spear and leading a few Frost Valley people out of the forest and came to everyone.

"Who are you?"

Ji Thief asked.

These White Fox people looked at each other, and no one dared to be the first to speak.

However, one of the Frost Valley tribesmen pointed his finger at one of the White Fox tribesmen and shouted: "Lord Warrior, they are from the White Fox Tribe, I know that guy, he is under the White Fox Patriarch, his name is Duoli." ”

Pointed at it, the white fox tribesman named Duoli suddenly became nervous.

"Oh, from the White Fox Tribe?"

When the thief heard this, he laughed with interest, and in the laughter, he turned the iron spear upside down and stuck it on the ground, raised his chin slightly, and skimmed the more than ten white fox people in front of him.

It's ridiculous to say, the thief led five or six Frost Valley people, and more than half of them were injured, how to see, how to be a tired army.

On the other hand, the White Fox Tribe is twice as many as the number here, and they are all young and strong elites.

Comparing the two sides, it is obvious that there is a gap.

However, it is the White Fox tribe that seems to be on the strong side.

"Who are you in charge?" asked the thief, as if at random.

Those White Fox Clansmen all lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

Ji Thief sniffed: "Tushan." ”

The tall Tushan immediately agreed, took a step forward, and roared with a pair of bull's eyes.

It is like a roar in the woods, and it is like thunder in the dry land.

A fierce aura burst out from Tushan's body.

All of a sudden, the legs of those White Fox Clansmen were frightened.

They pushed out one of their clansmen: "He, it's him, he's the son of our patriarch." ”

Staggering, the white fox man was pushed in front of the thief by his companions.

"Brave, Warrior-sama..."

There was really no way, this kid could only shout respectfully.

Ji Thief looked at him left and right: "What's your name?"

"Ash, dust..."

Ji Thief nodded and asked calmly, "Well, Gray Earth, good name, they said you are the son of the White Fox Patriarch?"

Ji Thief's words fell, and the dust was almost not frightened, he threw himself on his knees, shouting and crying: "Lord Warrior, you, don't listen to their nonsense, I, I am not familiar with the white fox patriarch at all, really, I am not the son of the patriarch, I am just an ordinary clansman." ”

The other White Fox Clansmen all looked at the dust with stunned expressions.

But the dust has its own plans in his heart.

As for the things that the White Fox Tribe did when the allies attacked the Black Mountain Tribe, if he dared to admit that the White Fox was his father, the thief would stab himself to death with his iron spear.

Don't look at the fact that there are more white fox people on the scene, but the one on the other side is a thief.

That's the thief who wiped out the Black Mountain tribe.

You don't care if he was eliminated by any means, but the invincible Black Mountain tribe was indeed defeated by him.

If you say that you are not afraid, you are simply being strong.

"Don't be nervous, prince, you said that you are also the son of the white fox, are you not afraid of falling into his majesty by doing this? Ji Thief said.

The dust was still on its knees on the ground, unmoving.

Ji Thief's brows furrowed, and he shouted: "Get up!"

As soon as the sound fell, the dust clattered and stood up, better than any words.

The name of a man and the shadow of a tree are better than anything else.

Don't doubt the prestige of the thief in the large mountain range at this time, that is the person who defeated the Black Mountain tribe and cut off the head of the strongest man in the large mountain range!

From birth to now, Ash Earth resented his father for the first time, and resented his father's good manners, why did he jump back when everyone attacked the Black Mountain tribe, isn't it okay to find trouble, and he has to face such a terrifying demon king as Ji Thief.

"Did you take my trebuchet with you?" asked the thief with a pleasant face.

When the others heard this, their hearts were full of excitement, and they all looked at the dust.

As a party, Ash swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked up at the thief.

He only felt that the smiling thief was more terrifying than his usual straight face.

Moreover, the ash soil also has an illusion that the iron spear in the hand of the thief will be pierced in his neck in the next second.

"No, it's not!" cried out Ash.

The thief frowned, which made Ash even more frightened.

"You lied to me. Ji Thief said.

The feet of the dust softened again, and he fell down, and cried out, "Lord Warrior, how dare I lie to you, we really haven't seen a trebuchet." ”

"Then why did I see your footprints near the trebuchet?

"I, I..."

Ji Thief reached out and pressed it on the shoulder of Dust: "If this question is too difficult to answer, just change it." Tell me, why did you people from the White Fox tribe appear in the Black Mountain Tribe? Are you just like us, cleaning up the battlefield?"

"Yes, it's the patriarch who asked us to come and see if the Black Mountain tribe is still there. "At the last moment, the dust finally stirred up.

Seeing that the thief had doubts on his face, Ash Earth hurriedly explained: "The patriarch didn't believe that the warrior would destroy the Black Mountain tribe, so he specially let us take a look at the situation." ”

"You really didn't see my trebuchet?" asked the thief with a frown.

The gray head shook like a rattle.

The thief looked up at the rest of the place, and finally, his gaze fell on a bush.

"Tsuchiyama!" the thief shouted.

Tushan next to him immediately agreed with a loud voice.

"Go, check that bush. Ji Thief said.

Tushan replied loudly, and walked forward, and when he saw that the hidden trebuchet was about to be discovered, the dust suddenly shouted loudly.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to him, and the thief asked, "What are you doing?"

Ash looked aggrieved: "No, no, I, I just thought of one thing." ”

"What's the matter?"

"I, when we came, I saw that the people of the Cloud Tribe had just left, probably they took the trebuchet away, really Lord Warrior. Ash said.

As he said this, the hand behind his back kept gesticulating.

When the White Fox people saw it, they couldn't help but breathe harder, they understood the meaning of the dust, that is, if it really didn't work, everyone would fight it.

There were only five or six thieves on the left and right, and half of them were wounded.

On his side, there are more than a dozen sturdy clansmen.

If it doesn't work, just fight with them.

Maybe I'll kill the thieves.

When this idea popped up in his heart, Ash Earth was startled by himself.

Damn, that's a thief, that's a thief who defeated the Black Mountain tribe, the ghost knows how powerful he is, he did it himself, isn't that looking for death?

However, if they find out that it is a trebuchet that they have taken away, it is likely to be a dead end.

At best, even if the thief lets him go, how will he explain to his father after he goes back?

Will my father listen to his own explanations?

No.

At this time, no matter how you choose, it is a dead end.

Bastard, am I really going to go to war with the thief?

Gray Earth thought with a tangled expression, and the same tangled as him were the more than ten White Fox Clansmen.

No matter what, it's a big deal to fight with them.

However, just as all the White Fox Clansmen were tightening their wooden spears and preparing to make a move, the thief suddenly spoke.

"Tushan, stop first. ”

Tushan, who had almost walked to the side of the bushes, turned around when he heard this, and asked suspiciously, "How is Lord Warrior?"

Ji Thief didn't answer Tushan, but looked at the dust and said, "You just said that it was the Yun tribe who took my trebuchet away?"