When the crisp and loud chirp resounded in everyone's ears, everyone subconsciously looked up at the place where the sound came from.

Everyone raised their heads, the archers who drew their bows, the enemies who strangled the Thunder and Fire Dead, the Thunder Fire Dead who were resisting, and the patriarchs who were paralyzed on the ground, all raised their heads and looked at the sky.

Under the rising sun, a huge golden eagle flies.

The golden eagle's wings are spread out, and they are more than three meters wide, covering the sky and the sun.

"Ang~"

The chirping of the eagle continued.

Xue saw this scene and muttered, "Little Jin..."

Ah Zheng's eyes suddenly constricted: "It's the golden eagle of the thief!! it's this beast !!"

To this day, Ah Zai still remembers the whole process of half of his face being destroyed by the golden eagle.

He was furious, and commanded the archers to raise their bows and arrows and aim them at the golden eagle: "Shoot this beast down for me!

Everyone trembled when they heard this, and quickly nodded yes, and then the archery team shifted the target, and the bow and arrow pointed obliquely at the golden eagle in the sky.

The golden eagle just raised its body upwards and dodged the hundred arrows, and then it let out an almost mocking cry as it soared in the air.

Ah Zai was angry, and he angrily scolded the archers for being waste.

Xue looked at the golden eagle blankly, and muttered to herself: "Xiao Jin, it's really Xiao Jin, how could Xiao Jin be here, is it, is it, is it that the warrior is back!"

Thinking of this, Snow took a full breath and shouted into the empty sky, "Warrior! is it you, are you back!"

Ah Zheng, who was angry, was stunned: "What? Ji thief? Isn't he dead!!

"Warrior, is that you!!"

The snow is still screaming.

Ah Zai gritted his teeth and turned around and roared: "Shut up! Quick, shoot this beast to death!"

Ah Zai commanded the bow team.

This time, however, no one responded to him.

Seeing this, Ah Zheng was annoyed: "Are you looking for death?"

Chuan who retreated blinked, pointed to the distance at the end of the horizon, and said, "That patriarch, what do you think that is?"

Ah Zai was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of Chuan's finger.

I saw that at the end of the horizon, under the morning light, a figure appeared neatly on a golden meadow.

At the front of the figure, a familiar silhouette appeared.

Ah Zai rubbed his eyes vigorously, just suspecting that he had seen it wrong.

Yet, no matter how he looked at it, the familiar silhouette overlapped with the most unlikely person in the deepest part of his heart.

Ji thief!

The footsteps of the brush and the span are continuous.

At the end of the horizon, more and more people are appearing.

One hundred, two hundred... One thousand, or two thousand?

Ah Zai didn't know.

These people appeared in the morning light as if they were gods.

The distance was a little closer, and Ah Zheng saw clearly that the man in the lead was riding a huge blade-toothed tiger, and in his hand, he was holding an iron spear with a flag.

The flag fluttered in the wind, and it was the Lihuo pattern.

And that person is no one else, it is a thief who has already been killed by himself and thrown into the sea!

Plop.

Ah Zai sat directly on the ground, pointing in the direction where the thief came, and a scolding voice came out of his throat: "Ji, Ji, Ji thief! It's Ji thief!!"

Chuan was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look over, and he saw the thief holding the Lihuo flag gun, a little incredulous.

In his opinion, the Lihuo patriarch who laid such a big foundation for the Lihuo tribe should be a fierce man with big shoulders and a round waist, five big and three thick, why does this guy look so ordinary?

So much so that it is so ordinary that there is nothing outstanding about it.

"Ahh

The thief's shout drifted along the wind, and the sound was so loud that it directly covered the hustle and bustle of the scene.

In fact, there was no sound at the scene, and everyone was shocked by the appearance of a god like Ji Thief, and it was too late to blink at this moment.

The familiar shout fell into his ears, and Ah Zai felt that his spirit was beginning to be in a trance, to put it bluntly, that is, the three souls and seven spirits were all gone.

Unlike Ah Zheng, after they heard the voice of the thief, they all cried one by one.

"Warriors, warriors are back. "The snow is already silent.

Ah Ju suddenly raised his arm: "Patriarch!"

Hundreds of people followed Ah Ju and shouted, "Patriarch (Warrior)!"

The sound was deafening, and it scared Ah Zheng even more depressed.

Ji Thief pointed the flag gun in his hand forward: "Kill!"

Li Ya and Hei Teng didn't say a word, one held a stone spear and the other held a bone spear, and with a shout in unison, they led the clansmen to rush forward like a flood that had broken the embankment.

The panic inevitably continues.

Ah Zai wants to command the archers to defend against the enemy, however, how can he open his mouth to speak when he is already scared and stupid?

The return of the thief made the morale of the 200 remnants who were surrounded by them also high, and they all jumped up, shouting the slogan of killing, and they cried while using their remaining strength on their weapons to attack the enemy.

Those who have weapons will be robbed and killed, and those who do not have weapons will bite with their teeth and grasp with their hands, and they will also vent the grievances they have received in their hearts for days.

Bleeding, belonging to the Eastern Plains this morning.

Before the archers could play their role, they were scattered by the remnants of Ah Ju with those 200 exhausted but returning to the light.

Li Ya and Black Vine went hand in hand, and they had a day of rest when they came, and they were full of physical strength, which was not at all comparable to Ah Zheng, who had been chasing all night.

Despite the backwardness of weapons and equipment, the combat effectiveness of both sides is still about the same.

You must know that this group of people from Ah Zai was only pulled back from the mountain range next door, and they have not been trained much at all, and they just relied on their well-equipped equipment and Ah Zai's ruthlessness to surround them.

At this time, as the leader, Ah Zhengdu has already frightened him, how can he command the clansmen below?

Although there was some damage, Li Ya and Kurotto managed to break through the encirclement and join the snow and them.

The golden eagle in the sky guided, the thief held a flag gun, rode across the blade-toothed tiger, and came straight to Azai, and behind him were the dozens of clansmen of the Mountain Eagle tribe.

The clansmen of these mountain eagle tribes have recognized Ji thief as their patriarch, and the tradition of their tribe is that the winner is king.

The thief single-handedly killed their patriarch Shanying, and the thief was their new patriarch.

Don't care about the means, the one standing now is a thief!

With the help of the Mountain Eagle Clan, any enemy who stood in front of him along the way was all killed by the thieves. And those enemies in the distance were all shocked by the indomitable momentum of the thief, and they didn't dare to come forward.

As a result, the more the thief rushes forward, the fewer enemies there are in front of him.

The thief was rushing, and met the besieged thunder and fire dead, and with just a few charges, he killed the besieged enemy.

Looking at the twelve dead soldiers of thunder and fire covered in blood in the circle, the thief stopped the blade-toothed tiger and shook the blood stains on the flag gun.

The eyes of the twelve dead men were a little moist, and the hand holding the knife couldn't help but start to tremble.

They took a deep breath under the leadership of Zi, and then knelt down in unison with a stride forward, their grievances turned into hot tears, and they shouted loudly: "All members of the Thunder Fire Department, welcome the return of the patriarch!"

Ji Thief's eyes swept over the twelve teenagers, and he heard Ado say that in the days when he was away, it was thanks to these twelve children that they were alert and intelligent, otherwise, Xue would have had an accident a long time ago.

For a while, Ji Thief was somewhat grateful to these children.

A thousand words were combined into one sentence: "Thunder and Fire Department, return to the team!"

The twelve teenagers shouted desperately: "Yes!

The excited man of the blade-toothed tiger stood up, and after falling, he flicked his four claws restlessly.

Ji thief speared at his side and shouted, "Follow me to kill the traitor!"

The twelve young men raised the bronze knife in their hands and shouted loudly: "Kill the traitor!"

The thief laughed, and in the midst of the laughter, tears rolled outward.

He turned around and looked at the position of Ah Zheng in the chaotic army, and shouted: "Kill!"

"Kill !!"

The push will go in, and no one can stop it.

The thief is like a snowball rolling down from a snowy mountain, and as time goes by, the snowball gets bigger and bigger, and in the end, it develops into an avalanche.

Hundreds of people followed in the footsteps of the thief and charged forward, straight to the robbery.

Blood is splashed, and the Eastern Plains are destined to once again usher in its nutrients that belong to this year.