The alliance army of the Haori tribe rushed back in disgrace. This time the food was not rushed, phew, let alone grabbed, I didn't touch it, and I was injured by something inexplicable. Before he figured out what it was, he didn't dare to provoke those Han people anymore.

"Chief, are you still going to the Sanqing tribe to buy food this time? They trade all the gold and furs we hoard every year. If this continues, sooner or later, the tribe will be annexed by the Sanqing tribe. The tribal chieftain who followed Hanshi said.

"What do you think you can do? A large number of plains are occupied by them. Who thought that there was no prey, no fruit, and abandoned land, but who would have thought that it would be able to cultivate so much food? These cannot be blamed on the ancestors, it can only be said that it is unpredictable. Hanshi personally supported a wounded young tribal warrior.

The mountains alternate between light and dark, and the sunlight also passes obliquely through the dense treetops, leaving spots of light in one place. Passing through this forest, there is a large canyon, which is the only place to enter the Haori tribe.

Just as Hanshi led the crowd through the jungle, he saw a group of people blocking the mouth of the canyon. Suddenly made the hearts of these people who had just escaped death tremble, could it be ......

A hint of foreboding flashed through Hanshi's heart. So many people from the Sanqing tribe were blocked at the mouth of the canyon. This formation is definitely not here to sell grain, he stood vigilantly in the distance, and shouted: "Leader Deng Ming, come to Yuweaving at this time, don't you know what is important?" He gradually pulled the injured young man back in his hand, and the smile on his lips was still hanging.

Deng Ming didn't expect the people from the Yuweaving tribe to rush back so quickly, so he asked tentatively: "I heard that the leader of Hanshi went to rob those Han people of food." It's not a good thing to do. ”

"Heh, does Chief Deng Ming really think that he can manage such a wide plain by occupying the vast plain? If there is nothing to do, please leave quickly, so as not to stay where you should not stay for a long time, and there is danger. His tone was a little heavier, with a hint of command.

Deng Ming approached slightly and said, "Since the leader of the cold stone is straight away, then Deng Ming is playing around the bush and it seems hypocritical. Now there are only two large tribal alliances in the east, Yuori and Sanqing. For so many years, we Sanqing want to capture mountain treasures, and we need to trade with your Yuori, and the food you need can only be purchased from our Sanqing, so why bother? We can totally work together. ”

"Cooperation?" Hanshi looked at the boy who was almost twenty years younger than him with some playfulness, "How do you want to cooperate?" ”

Deng Ming glanced at the hidden Feather Weaving tribe in the forest, estimated the number of casualties, and said, "The leader of the cold stone takes a look at the Fuhe tribe in the northwest and the Sark tribe in the south. Why have they been able to stay stable for so long? It's because there's only one voice, so ...... I think it's time for our two tribes to merge, after all, two hundred years ago, we were all descendants of the same tribe. ”

"Do you dare to merge with our tribe? From the moment you betrayed Haori two hundred years ago, it was destined to be impossible to merge. The heroic spirit of Haori will not tolerate betrayers! ”

"Is it really impossible?" There was no disappointment on Deng Ming's face, because he didn't think that Hanshi would compromise.

"You don't think about what your father can't do. If I don't leave, I'll be evicted! Hanshi's tone was a little heavier. Deng Ming's true face was revealed, and he sneered: "Then there is nothing to discuss." ”

The picture is poor, and if it is soft, then it will be hard!

"Surround me!" Between the mountains and forests, the roaring Sanqing tribe surrounded the small hillside, and all the qiē was too sudden, so that the Yuori tribe in the mountains and forests was caught off guard.

"Protect the Chief!"

"Protect the Chief!"

Han Shi turned his head and said fiercely: "Does the Sanqing tribe really want to fight with our Yuori endlessly? I'm not afraid of losing both! Deng Ming sneered and said, "No matter how difficult it is, I have to gnaw on your old bone!" Throw a spear! ”

Streaming down!

Hidden in the shadows, the spears ready to fire were thrown, grazing the blades and whistling, and the archers kept shooting their arrows at the hill. Han Shi immediately made a decision, shouted angrily, and said, "Break through in the direction of the canyon!" "Being surrounded, what I am most afraid of is that they are running blindly in one direction, and then they can only be slowly eaten. Hanshi's reaction can be said to be correct, once the breakthrough is found and the canyon is entered, it will not be the advantage of the Sanqing tribe. For the familiarity of this generation with the terrain, only the people of the Haori tribe can do it without any mistakes.

Deng Ming saw the Yuori tribe gradually rushing towards him, and shouted, "Resist them." They had just been wounded by those Han people, and it was already the end of the crossbow, surround them! The sound of arrows kept coming from their ears, and the people of the Haori tribe were not afraid at all, because waiting on the hillside was the rhythm of waiting for death.

Deng Ming saw the still imposing Feather Weaving tribe, didn't he just see that they were all injured, why is their combat power still so strong? Quick, plug them. The constant fighting is already a matter of hand-to-hand combat, whether it is the Sanqing tribe or the Yuori tribe, it has reached the point of not dying, as long as it can be unified, it is worth the effort.

In this world, there has never been a country that can be beaten down just by moving its mouths, and the territory is all won by grabbing! The vanguard of the Haori tribe has slowly marched towards the mouth of the canyon, they are fighting against the water, and they can only die if they stay. Once the siege is broken, the geographical advantage occupied by the Sanqing tribe will be burned.

In the face of the imposing Yuori tribe, the two sides have been glued together, trying to break through on the one hand, preventing the breakthrough on the other, and constantly encroaching on the wings of the Yuori tribe. The wounded who were originally hiding behind were now completely on their backs, hindering the Sanqing tribe that surrounded them. Some disabled warriors with a heart of death are desperate to take away a native of the Sanqing tribe.

The two sides of the people, at the mouth of this canyon, fought together.

At the upper mouth of the canyon, on a mountainside, looking at the fierce battle at the mouth of the canyon, the old man looked very indifferent. If you want to win, you will inevitably have to sacrifice, and this qiē is just a prelude to the victory of Acura and the great unification. Even if this prelude is a little miserable, but the victory will definitely belong to the Sanqing tribe!

The flowers behind have long been crying into tears. The appearance of the cold stone means that Yang Fan's side has ...... Huahua hoped even more that Yang Fan and they would surrender instead of being wiped out. In the past few months, she has had a great time. Li Yuhuan's woodenness, Sun Yi's big grin, Sun Yuanhua's whimsy, and Yang Fan's kindness made him really want to live happily and harmoniously with these Han people who were of the same race as her.