"Woo woo woo ......"

The low horns are the characteristic of the Mi tribe to wage war, and these horns are supported by the horns of the four-horned sheep, and the voice is low and melodious.

With the sound of the horn, the quadrangular cavalry came out from behind the western hillside, and they formed a sharp formation, accelerated with the help of the downhill, and frantically rushed to the center of the Knife Tribe Alliance.

The cavalry of two thousand people is not terrible for the sword tribal alliance composed of tens of thousands of warriors, but this is a special period.

The command of the whole team was out of balance, the front and back were out of place, and these soldiers in the center were confused and did not know whether it was better to go south or north, there was no melee combat in either direction, and they were all under pressure.

At this time, the four-cornered cavalry rushed into the center of the Sword Tribal Alliance, like a hot sharp knife cutting through the cold butter, and the battle formation of the Sword Tribal Alliance was split in two.

If the Mi tribe hadn't entered the Fire Tribe, perhaps they would have chosen to turn over and pounce on the Sword Tribe Alliance to fight wantonly, and the damage caused by this seemed to be very large, but it was actually very small.

The four-cornered cavalry, educated by the Fire Tribe's education and Scorching requirements, certainly did not make such a mistake, and they chose to roll over and continue to penetrate, back and forth several times, stopping before they were about to go into madness.

After being interspersed by them a few times, the sword tribal alliance has completely collapsed, and the formation that was originally condensed by tribes has disappeared, and many unfamiliar tribes have attacked each other.

Like a bombing camp, the tired warriors just wanted to flee the battlefield as soon as possible, and they began to scatter in both directions to the east and west.

The four-cornered cavalry did not pursue due to their own special reasons, and the Fire Tribal Alliance did not have the ability to pursue because it was hard steel with the Sword Tribe.

Only the leader of the fox tribe, who had received the order from Zhuo early, had the ability to pursue, but at this time he hesitated.

Completely annihilating the Sword Tribe Alliance is just to let the Fire Tribe be dominant, if the existence of the Sword Tribe Alliance can be maintained......

The fox tribe was hesitating, but Zhuo couldn't bear it, and called the wolf witch who had already arranged to rest to his side: "Please ask the wolf witch to help me ask the fox tribe witch three sentences: war, or not fight." ”

The wolf witch nodded, understood what Zhuo meant, mounted his Nether Wolf mount, and led the wolf cavalry to set off.

"Boom ......"

Two groups of cavalry were killed on the battlefield, the wolf cavalry led by the wolf witch, and the remaining horse cavalry, which was the power that Zhuo held tightly in his hands, hoping to make a contribution at the last moment.

This thousand wolf cavalry was led by the wolf witch himself, and he bravely charged the front line like the wolf witch of the past.

What the wolf cavalry and horse cavalry had to do was not to charge and kill at all, but to keep chasing and killing the enemy, making them lay down their weapons and surrender on their knees.

When the wolf witch passed by the camp of the fox tribe that had stopped, he asked the ghost wolf to stop.

"I'm a wolf witch, is the fox tribe witch?"

He asked loudly, and after a while, the fox tribe witch walked out.

It can be seen that he is a little weak and scarred, which should have been injured when he escaped from the Knife Tribe.

"To fight, or not to fight?"

The wolf witch asked.

"The Fox Tribe is struggling to resist the Knife Tribe coalition, and all the warriors ......"

"To fight, or not to fight?"

Ignoring his quibbles, the Wolf Witch interrupted him and asked.

"It's not a ...... without a fight"

"To fight, or not to fight?"

After the wolf witch asked for the third time, he didn't pay attention to the fox tribe witch at all, and gently stroked the head of the ghost wolf with his right hand, and the giant wolf turned around to leave the fox tribe.

"War, war, fox clan war. ”

The fox tribe witch stomped his feet in anger and shouted, at this time he was still like a wounded man, but like a guy driven crazy by obsessive-compulsive disorder.

With his words, the Fox Tribe and the Ox Tribe, the Snow Tribe, etc. also joined the battle group, some of them continued to advance, and some of them went to hunt down those fleeing enemies.

"People of the Fire Tribe, do you dare to come out to fight?"

In the trenches, the leader of the Knife Tribe roared angrily, in this staggered place, I don't know how many people from the Knife Tribe have died, and the corpses all over the ground seem to belong to the Knife Tribe.

He was already going crazy by this place, but he didn't want to retreat, he had to kill these guys, otherwise no one would be afraid of him, no one would be afraid of the Knife Tribe.

Zhuo quietly listened to the roar of the leader of the knife tribe through a trench, and occasionally clicked the dry yellow millet in his mouth, and swallowed it with a mouthful of water.

Soldiers will not eat at one time during the war, and eating less and more meals is the best choice, but the battlefield is inconvenient, and it is not easy to do so, so raw food becomes the best choice.

The first choice is, of course, frozen raw meat, with a little fatty meat, cut into thin slices with a sharp stone knife and eat it in your mouth little by little, the taste is not too refreshing.

Raw millet is not the best choice, but eating yellow millet is easy to fill, and if the battle is close, it is the best choice.

"Chief, do you really want to go up?"

Zhuo nodded, answering the inquiries of the people around him.

He touched two handfuls of dirt on the ground with his hands to prevent sweat from making his hands slippery when the battle was raging.

"Leader of the Knife Tribe, let's fight once, don't you dare?"

Zhuo shouted loudly, and the other side of the trench suddenly became quiet, but after the silence, suddenly a muffled sound came, as if someone had jumped out of the trench and stood on the ground between the two trenches.

It wasn't a good position, whether it was a spear or a bow, it was okay to beckon, but no one moved.

Looking at the leader of the knife tribe who jumped up despite the injury on his arm, his eyes were quite admirable.

If it were him, he would not have made such a choice, after all, his own side was already disadvantaged, and if he lost the battle or even died, then the general trend would be gone.

"How daring. ”

With a snorting of praise, he gathered enough strength to jump out of the trench and stand with the leader of the Knife Tribe.

"I heard that the best thing you people in the Fire Tribe is Shi is, isn't he there?"

The voice of the leader of the Knife Tribe was a little hoarse, and when he mentioned the stone, Zhuo's eyebrows raised.

Back then, Zhuo Ke looked down on Shi very much, and he was also the one who was the most difficult to deal with, and the two had a deep resentment, because the position of the leader of the team was even more unpleasant in the later stage.

This made him reject Shi's cultivation method for a long time, and his strength in the team was stagnant, and he almost lost his position as captain.

It was also during that time that Ran Jaeshi, who had a better relationship with Shi, became the leader of the team after Shi became the leader, and he once again lost the position of the leader of the team, although he knew that even if he was strong, he might not be able to become the leader of the team.

But this defeat stimulated him, and he finally began to accept Shi's cultivation method and re-established his position.

The ups and downs of life will always have a great impact on a person, and even make his personality change a lot.

Like this, the previous irritable temper has long disappeared, but has become dull and steady, which many people did not expect.

"If you beat me, you can fight him. ”

With a smile on his face, he twisted his neck, took out a shield covered in animal skin from behind him, and drew the short knife at his waist with his right hand.

His short knife was short, and it was also wrapped in a layer of copper, giving his weapons a copper-colored color.

Seeing the scorching red copper weapon, the leader of the Knife Tribe's brows furrowed, it was this sharp weapon that hurt him.

"Hum. ”

The leader of the Knife Tribe drew his own weapon, which was also a stone knife.

The stone knife seemed to have life, and it actually trembled slightly and made a buzzing sound.

It is not surprising to see this, the reason why the Knife Tribe is called the Knife Tribe is because they live on weapons, and everyone will cultivate a stone knife for a lifetime, and people and stone knives are like blood connections.

This allows them to use the knife like an arm, and at the same time, the power of the knife will be greater, and even the totemic power can spread to the blade.

Unlike the Fire Tribe, which spreads its totem power through red copper, the Knife Tribe's power only spreads to the blade, which makes their knives sharper and increases the speed of their slashes, with a wind-breaking effect.

He tightened the short knife in his right hand, took a deep breath, and his body rushed forward.

The totem power exploded, and only the waist, knees, and feet quickly erupted in turn, but the speed was extremely fast.

"Die. ”

The leader of the Knife Tribe exhaled, and the long knife in his hand slashed at the shield that Scorching raised.

Zhuo had fought with the warriors of the Knife Tribe, and knew that the damage of their long knives could not be resisted with a shield, so the totem power on his left arm flashed, and the shield quickly adjusted its direction.

Instead of facing it head-on, it opened slightly sideways, which formed an angle between the stone knife and the shield, and the stone knife needed more force to completely cut the shield.

"Click. ”

The shield left a splinter mark, but it still withstood the blow.

You bet right...... Burning thought to himself.

Zhuo is good at using swords and shields, and the most important thing about swords and shields is close quarters, especially when fighting against long swordsmen like the leader of the sword tribe.

The totem power flashed on his right arm, and the short knife stabbed out covertly from under the shield, heading straight for the throat of the leader of the Knife Tribe.

At the critical moment, the leader of the knife tribe also showed his extraordinary combat skills, the stone knife in his hand was recovered, and the stone knife handle was directly knocked into the short knife that was scorched.

It's a very bold way to defend, and it's a confidence that comes only after mastering one's weapons to the smallest detail.

"Smack. ”

With a crisp sound, the scorching short knife was unhindered, and the handle of the leader of the knife tribe shattered one piece, but it also successfully blocked the scorching kill.

Hit the crooked short knife, and the long knife in the hand of the leader of the knife tribe pulled down, trying to split the scorching from his shoulder.

The burning shoulders and two toes immediately flashed with totemic power, and then the entire body instantly shrunk into a ball, and the cracked shield on the recovered left arm blocked the long knife.

"Zla ......"

The long knife rubbed against the shield, and there was a strong concussion on the sharp blade, and the shield was cut inch by inch with the friction.

The scorching gaze was like iron, and the curled up body suddenly erupted, and the left arm pushed forward against the long knife, and the short knife in the right hand stabbed him in the ribs from the bottom up with the left hand that bypassed the leader of the knife tribe.

"Brush ......"

There was a cracking sound, and the battlefield was covered with blood, and it was the burning left arm, which resisted the long knife without hesitation after the shield was shattered, but it was also cut in half.

"Poof. ”

With a muffled sound, the short knife pierced the right rib of the leader of the knife tribe and went straight into the internal organs.

Exchanging injuries for lives, the purpose of burning has been achieved.