"Hum~" In the makeshift camp at the foot of the mountain, among the leaders of the small tribes who did not directly participate in the attack.

One of the strongest tribes among them, the leader of the Thorn Tribe finally couldn't help but blow the horn that he had been carrying behind him, an unknown animal.

Let the huge horn sound echo on the battlefield.

Then, one second the natives, who were still attacking the city wall along the rude ladder with huge casualties, and in the next second, it was as if they had lost all the courage to continue fighting.

They quickly turned their bodies around and ran towards the camp at the foot of the hill behind them, trying to escape as fast as they could, the wall of death.

And in the process, from the sharp arrows and stone spears behind them.

easily killed them on the spot in the escape, a short distance of about 100 steps.

Eventually, after escaping from the range of bows and arrows from the city walls, they slowly stopped, and looked back at the battlefield with extremely mixed emotions.

In the previous time, because their brains were in battle frenzy, the feeling was not so strong.

Looking back now, it was covered with the corpses of their people, starting with the stakes of something oddly red, and continuing under the walls.

The most casualties were under the low walls.

In some of the places where the casualties were greatest, the piles of corpses were now exposed after filling the two-metre-deep moat.

And the team of more than 1,000 people who initially launched the charge is still intact, and I am afraid that only half of it is left.

Although, during the fierce battle with their men and the defenders on the city wall, a group of more than 200 wounded people had been moved to their current relatively safe area.

But they also knew that the expensive witch potion was possible for every wounded person to use.

So in the end, half of these wounded survived, it was already blessed by the spirit of the ancestors, and among the wounded who survived, I am afraid that many of them would become cripples like a burden to the tribe.

Everyone didn't expect that the Gray Rabbit tribe, which they thought would be easy to defeat, was so difficult.

And the casualties they inflicted on the defenders of the Gray Rabbit Tribe are nothing compared to them.

God knows if they inflicted fifty or thirty casualties on the other side in the battle just now? Anyway, even if they were all killed, there would be no way to kill all the people on the city wall......

Carrying the wounded on their backs, the attackers, consisting of thirteen small tribes, walked towards the camp below the mountain.

Huge casualties, disproportionate casualty exchange ratios, just one attack consumed all their spirits.

One counts as one, and they are all like pheasants who have suffered from the plague, and they no longer have the morale they had just now.

At this time, the most important thing in their hearts is to return to the camp, treat these wounded as they are well, and let their physically and mentally exhausted selves have a good rest.

It's just that it's time for them to arrive at the base of the mountain, before entering the camp.

But it was the guards of the Tough Bone Tribe and the caravan, led by several totemic warriors, who blocked the road to the camp with weapons.

It is clear that they are now not allowed to enter the camp.

After seeing this, the thorn leader who blew the horn just now, his eyes turned blood-red on the spot.

He looked at the Tough Bone Witch of the Tough Bone Tribe, and roared loudly in the distortion of his face:

"What do you want to do when you die, our wounded need to be treated, hunters need to rest and eat, get out of the way and bring out the potions you promised. ”

In the short battle just now, the only two totem warriors in their Thorn Tribe had already been killed in battle, that is, the unlucky guy who was shot through the head under Song Yong's three consecutive arrows.

Like an ordinary hunter of the tribe, it was a very heavy casualty.

They stimulated the strength of the tribe, and after the battle that didn't last long just now, it can be said that they lost more than half of it in the blink of an eye.

For the sake of the little benefit promised by the Tough Bone Witch and Shang Yi, as a result, he caused such a huge loss to his own tribe, and it can be said that now he even regrets his intestines.

Now he can't wait to bite the tough bone witch in his heart, where do he still remember the respect for this witch.

It's not just the leader of the Thorn Tribe who is already going crazy, but the leaders of the other twelve tribes, which one of them is not the hunter under his command, has suffered heavy losses, and now he can't wait to bite the Glossy Tribe.

They also joined in the questioning of the Tough Bone Witch one after another, and all kinds of accountability voices sounded loudly in their mouths.

As for the caravan leader, Shang Yi, he was basically ignored.

In the face of these menacing questions, a sneer rose on the delicate face of the Tough Bone Witch, as if he had seen a wild mouse that did not know whether it was alive or dead, provoking the bobcat.

Then, with a crisp voice in her mouth, she issued this vicious command:

"You don't need to command here, now you have two choices: either take the members of your tribe and kill the people of the Gray Rabbit tribe, or you will be killed by my men. ”

As if to match the mouth of the tough bone witch, this declaration of the tail of the sentence.

The people of the Tough Bone Tribe, who had always been recuperating and had never joined the battle at all, picked up their weapons one after another and pointed at the remnants of the retreating soldiers.

That's a posture that as long as he is under an order from the Tough Bone Witch, he intends to kill people directly.

At this time, the scene instantly became extremely calm.

Because these poor little tribal leaders were indescribably cold in their hearts, and they couldn't even say half a word.

"Ahem, Chiefs, Lord Tough Bone Witch's words are not good, but they make a lot of sense, and even when the wolves hunt, they know that they need to be vigorous and not give their prey a chance to breathe. ”

"There are many of us, as long as we keep attacking, there will always be times when the Gray Rabbit Tribe can't stand it. “

In a burst of coughing, Shang Yi used such relatively euphemistic words to open his mouth and began to persuade.

"If you defeat the Gray Rabbit Tribe, you can still make up for the losses this time with the rich loot, if you don't, your tribe will soon perish. ”

Shang Yi's words were relatively tactful, but they were also extremely cruel.

It is also for the leaders of the small tribes to clearly understand the current reality, they are indeed trapped, but they don't want the tribe to perish, it is best to do what the Tough Bone Witch orders.

At this time, the Tough Bone Witch added a key sentence:

"As long as you attack immediately, I promise to treat your wounded immediately with witch potions, and it is better to be quicker as to what to choose. ”

In the end, the thirteen small tribes reluctantly compromised.

The leader of the Thorn Tribe, with grief in his mouth, shouted, "Go! ”

Then, with a group of other tribal leaders, they carried the spare improvised ladder and slowly walked towards their remaining hunters.

Continue to the position halfway up the mountain, and gradually begin to approach.

At the same time, with the wave of the hands of the Tough Bone Witch and Shang Yi, more than two hundred hunters and guards, armed with weapons, joined the attacker's troops.

However, judging from the situation they were in the end, they played more of a role in supervising the war......

At this time, Song Yong and others on the city wall sent more than 20 seriously injured people into the cave, and the pregnant women hiding in them were treated with the methods he had taught before.

Then I urgently bandaged the lightly wounded.

Because of the limited number of people, the manpower on his hands had to be used to the extreme, and these lightly wounded people had no chance to retreat and rest.

Even at the beginning of the second attack, they did not even fully drag up the ladders on the city walls, so as not to make the attackers use them next time.

Rest and recover these things, you don't have to think about it.

Seeing this, he knew that there was no way to accomplish this, so he could only issue a new order:

"It's too late! Throw these ladders and the corpses of your opponents into the moat, and get ready for battle.