He found a big tree, lay down on the pole, closed his eyes, said goodbye to the gloom, and ushered in a black dream space. But in the middle of the night, the cold rain dripped on his face for a long time, and more and more. The leaves were no longer able to withstand the rain. Pang Tong's hair and eyelashes were instantly soaked, and he opened his eyes helplessly, and the rain hit his pupils directly. He sat up against the tree and wiped his eyes.

"Bad luck."

But there was no place to hide from the rain. It's so boring to go to a cave on such a dark and rainy day. He put the package on his lap and began to sleep with his head resting on it. He was snoring, but he fell asleep under the baptism of heavy rain. He didn't open his eyes until noon the next day. He has adapted to this life without the concept of time. I took out a few pieces of jerky from the package, but I suddenly found that there was more roasted mutton inside. It should have been played by the ruthless tiger on the surface. The rain wasn't as heavy as last night, but it was still dripping and annoying.

As you bite into the lamb made with a special dish, the spicy and sweet flavor spreads evenly in your mouth.

"That's good." He ate with relish, smelling the fresh air and the smell of the forest. Something moved rapidly under a thick pile of leaves under a foliage on the ground. He looked down. When the animal moved, the leaves arched, and it should have been a rabbit from that size. And when he ran to a large tree, the bulging leaves quickly smoothed out. Looks like there's a cave there.

"How nice, there's a home."

Pang Tong thought of his son and wife, as well as the unforgettable Xue Yue. He is also a family man, he has always known this, but he has always ignored it. Since the rain had become heavier again, he didn't want to move around for the day and kept leaning against the tree. Began to think about the strategy of how to fight the Earth Dragon Clan and the Mon Clan. At night, the rain stopped, and Pang Tong slept peacefully.

But when it came to the fourth watch, he was noisy again. It wasn't rain, it was something that made him choke so much that tears spurted out. The vision was blurred. At night, his vision could not have been so poor and chaotic, and what he saw was ever-changing.

He coughed a few more times, and immediately jumped from the treetops to the ground with his package. After standing firmly, he discovered the strange truth. It is the smoke that produces disgust after the intense combustion. Spontaneous combustion events are not possible in such weather. It should be arson.

This is in the mountains and forests, who did this? He couldn't see the fire yet, but he was sure to find his destination by looking for the smoke blown by the wind. He acted, scurrying through the forest of disgust and obedience. He galloped out of the forest, and after running for some time on the mountain road, he saw a village at the foot of the mountain, which was still quiet, but the mountain was full of fire. That mountain is where the Huyue tribe is located. He had been running for a few more miles before he heard a cacophony of sounds. It was the crackling of burning trees, the clashing of weapons, the shouts of killing, and the roars of wild beasts.

There was a war. His senses immediately entered a combat state. He came to the big village of the Muti tribe, and saw that the gate was still closed, but there were many people behind the gate. These people should want to wait for the Huyue tribe to resist the attackers and continue to live in peace. However, Pang Tong felt that no matter whether the Huyue clan could defeat the attackers or not, they must first find a safe place to hide in order to save their lives.

He shouted at the gate: "The Huyue tribe has been attacked, you run quickly!" ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, no longer paying attention to whether the people inside would listen to his advice. It was obvious that the attackers didn't take the Muti clan seriously at all, and their target was only the Huyue clan. Therefore, they need to launch a night attack on the Muti tribe without knowing it. All this was simple thinking, and it unfolded in Pang Tong's mind like the whole picture of war.

He ran for the path that the tiger cloud had taken him up the mountain. He was convinced that the enemy would not take the normal path, and must have taken other dangerous situations to launch a surprise attack. So, as he could see, the road was very safe. Above, on the mountainside, an offensive and defensive battle was being staged, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of burning wood spread throughout the mountain. Pang Tong threw the package and took only two long swords.

He stepped onto the flat mountainside, where there were many caves, and where a fierce battle broke out in the stretch. Some people wearing rattan armor and armed with large knives and triangular wooden shields were fighting with the Huyue people. The beasts pounced and tore at their enemies, and they could even be killed by simply grabbing their shoulders from behind and quickly crushing their necks. However, the Huyue people are obviously at a disadvantage, and there are many people in the area, which are completely several times that of the Huyue people. Pang Tong shuttled to the scene of the war and cut off the head of a vine armor soldier with a sword.

His figure moved swiftly like a shadow in the darkness, and his enemies were cut to the ground before they could see his movements. Many people held torches high, but even the Huyue people could not see Pang Tong clearly at night, and many people thought it was enemy soldiers. Pang Tong at least withdrew from the battle line and hid in the woods, and when he looked up, he saw that there were many caves on the mountain wall above that were blazing with fire. A forest on the east side was burning, and the fire was not large, but because of the rain that had just fallen, the pile of leaves could easily form a wolf-like phenomenon, causing the rushing smoke to roll everywhere.

Pang Tong gritted his teeth and analyzed the battle situation. Those rattan armor soldiers were everywhere, and judging from the shouts of killing on the top of the mountain, they were already all over the mountain. This should be a big force, but Pang Tong can't tell which people they are. From the shouting, Pang Tong could distinguish the voice of the Huyue tribe, but the vine armor soldier seemed to speak a little like a southern language, more like a mixture of some foreign words, or he might not be a southerner at all. Pang Tong's heart sank, thinking about whether it was other forces that killed him.

He searched for the no-man's path to the way up the mountain. The road that curled upwards was now overflowing with people. But Pang Tong was shuttling between them, and what he wanted to do was not to be cut down. But often there are people who attack him. If it is a vine armor soldier, he will return a sword, and if it is from the Huyue clan, he can only avoid it. In the difficult way forward, he tried to calm himself, and if he was entangled in the killing array, he would stop. When he came to the top of the mountain, the vine armor soldiers gathered here had already surpassed the Huyue tribe, but there were a large number of corpses of soldiers wearing vine armor on the ground. They paid a heavy price for it.

Pang Tong was grabbed by the scene in front of him. Xue Lei bit a vine armor soldier in his mouth, and his body was bleeding everywhere. The rattan armor slashed its legs, feet, and abdomen with its own broadsword. The tiger crouched in a pool of its own blood, and it staggered and fell. The vine armor soldiers were furious, and the tiger caused them heavy losses. They used their weapons to frantically chop at Xue Lei's body until it turned completely red corpse. In the flickering firelight, on the puddle of blood behind Xue Lei lay the tiger guy who had been cut to only half a mutilated body.

This is the cruelty of war, which Pang Tong has witnessed countless times. But he didn't see Huyin and Huyun. He lowered his head as the sharp weapon broke through the wind and dodged a knife. Immediately turned around and swept away with a sword, even the rattan armor was cut, and the abdomen inside was cut. The vine armor soldier fell.

But someone has already begun to plan to surround him for this "trouble". Pang Tong struggled to kill, the two were beheaded and bleeding, and the person who killed in the rear just wanted to pounce, and was reflexively cut off his right arm by Pang Tong, but a strange thing happened, this person died for no reason and collapsed to the ground. The injury that broke his arm should not have died, but he was scared to death? Pang Tong didn't have time to think about these things, and immediately dealt with others. With a sweep of his left hand, the man fell to the ground after being hit by a sword in the chest, and stabbed with his right hand, but he didn't hit the target who had just noticed that he wanted to get closer, and the guy was already lying on the ground, bleeding from seven holes.

"Did you scare me to death?" Pang Tong thought in his heart. Immediately shuttled into the crowd, and no one of the enemy soldiers caught up.

"Oh!"

A roar came from a field below. Although the sound of the beast was constantly heard in Pang Tong's ears, this voice was separated from all other noisy sounds. It's not because it's loud, but because it has a special meaning that is sensitive to Lingpangtong.

"White Thunder?" Pang Tong realized the anger in the big guy's voice.

No matter how big it is, if there are many enemies, the beasts will never be able to kill humans. Pang Tong immediately took another dangerous downhill road, and it was when the Huyue people were getting fewer and fewer. Although he felt that both sides would attack him, he was only hostile to the vine armor.

He had a good sense of direction, and he still remembered the road to the mountain where Bai Lei was located. Along the way, I saw some rattan armor soldiers. A few of them had just taken a step when they were knocked to the ground by a leopard that suddenly swooped down from the tree, bit through the neck, and immediately suffocated.

Pang Tong carefully avoided these dangerous sneak attackers in his actions, and it was no fun to fight them. He quickly ran out of the forest and came to the grassland where the white thunder was. In front of me were corpses all over the ground, some of them in tatters. And around the giant tiger were standing dozens of vine armor soldiers who were still trying to subdue it. From a distance, the giant beast was pierced with several arrows, which, judging by its length, had just sunk into it. It should be because the skin of the giant beast is too thick and hard, and the arrows are not very lethal to him, so this tiger can still move flexibly and freely, and keep an eye on the vine armor soldiers.