The seventeenth dreadnought leader dies in battle/the loyal warrior savior dies

(1) Under the shouting order of the leader Shaodian, the arrows and stones that were thrown out of the trenches of the bear tribe poured like locusts towards the warriors of the Yandi tribe who fiercely pounced on the soldiers of the Diyan Emperor tribe in the shouting and killing all over the mountains. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

For a while, the warriors of the Yan Emperor who were hit and wounded frequently fell to the ground, and in the painful struggle, the screams came and went, and the silent mountains were completely broken.

Due to the proper preparation of the bear tribe, the sufficient number of arrows and stones, the favorable terrain itself, and the bunker in the village to avoid the enemy's arrow clusters, coupled with the relatively open terrain around the entrenchment, the enemy is not easy to hide, and the casualties are heavy, so its first round of offensive has little effect, and the enemy attacked in two ways was suppressed under the two small dirt slopes at the front of the outside the wall, and the monstrous cry of the party was also drowned out in the brave resistance of the bear tribe.

Seeing the attack of the fierce enemy, it is nothing more than that, in order to avoid their own dense and fierce arrows and stones, prostrate and hide, there are warriors in the bear village raised their weapons, raised their heads to the sky and roared, the momentum went straight to the sky, and the excitement surrounded all the people who guarded the village.

The leader who was watching the enemy's formation behind the attacking army was in the middle of the river, and he frowned and turned to look at the elder Boji for help.

Elder Bergie, who was also on fire, saw that the offensive had been frustrated and the enemy's combat strength was terrifying, and if he did not turn the momentum around as soon as possible, he would lose the battle. He looked sideways at the tribal god Feng Bo, who was thin, eagle-nosed, harrier-eyed, sparsely bearded, and the corners of his mouth were raised, and said in his heart: I don't need him at this time, but when!

Boji respectfully stepped forward to ask for instructions, but before he could speak, Feng Bo understood in his heart.

Although the appearance of this tribe's god Wu Fengbo is like a life-seeking ghost, he has divine skills, powerful mana, and a respected status, and only obeys the orders of Emperor Yan himself, and no one else is powerless to send it. His face has always been the same, and it has not changed over the years, so that the people in the clan see him like this when they are young, and they still look like this when they are old, no one can tell his age, only that he has gone through several generations in the Yandi clan and served the Yandi for several generations.

But seeing this Feng Bo a light back, his figure suddenly floated up, and in the blink of an eye he had flown up to the branch of a tall pine behind him, sitting cross-legged and fluttering on it, and with the trembling of the pine branch, the whole body also shook up and down for it, and it was dangerous to see, but his figure was as if he was glued to it, standing leisurely.

The eyes of the witch Fengbo were slightly closed, his lips were slightly closed, and his arms were naturally hanging on his legs. As the words came out of his mouth, the swaying pine branches suddenly stopped, and then all the branches of the whole pine tree stiffened, as if they had been frozen all at once.

At this moment, the branches at the top of the towering pine suddenly shook slightly, and there seemed to be an invisible force rushing straight into the clouds, and the power continued to accumulate in the sky above, and then a gray-black cloud vortex was formed powerfully, tumbling and tumbling, spitting clouds and mist.

Feng Bo folded his hands on the top, worshipping the sky non-stop, and then sighed lightly, pointing directly to the Xiong tribe trench. At the same time, a crack flashed in the thick pile of dark clouds that formed in the sky as if it were a sudden response, as if a bag full of gas had been torn open a terrible opening.

In an instant, a stream of air blew down from mid-air, at first it was just a grassy breeze, but with the sound of a whistling wind, the wind had developed into a violent wind, and this transformation only occurred within a breath.