Chapter 1042: The Battlefield of Sorrow!
"Patriarch, they are sacrificing totems and are ready to attack in a big way!"
Some of the leaders of the Qinglong tribe, seeing this momentum, all of them seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, like a mourning test. Even the voice of the speaker was trembling violently, and it was even full of crying.
Every time the other party's totem appears, their hearts will sink a little.
When the black water beetle snake appeared, the enemy's morale was unprecedentedly high. The morale of the Qinglong tribe has fallen to the bottom.
"Don't be afraid, they have totems, and our Qinglong tribe also has them!"
Someone shouted at the top of his voice, his voice was a little hoarse, like a muffled thunder, obviously lacking confidence, and it could not boost morale at all.
Now this momentum, not to mention that the totem and the divine envoy have not yet appeared, even if they have appeared, I am afraid that they will not be able to reverse the situation, right?
You must know that the other party has four totems, and the snake tribe is still a sixth-order totem, which is even more powerful than the divine dragon.
How can this battle be fought?
I can't fight at all!
"Patriarch, let's surrender!"
There were some "smart" barbarians, seeing the situation clearly, put forward the humiliating proposal of surrender.
Barbarians fight and kill each other quite frequently, so in order to prevent the resurgence of the enemy, they have an unwritten rule here.
All the tribes that they forcibly occupy will be cut in half by the standard of chariot wheels, and all men who are taller than chariot wheels will be cut in half. Women and children are slaved to be driven by their profanity!
If it is a tribe that surrenders voluntarily, the winner is in a good mood and may be extra gracious and choose the "nine lives and one death" gameplay.
The so-called nine lives and one death is literal.
Ten people, in the form of drawing lots, selected one person, directly divided the body of five horses, and atonement for the sins of others.
The remaining nine people will be lucky enough to survive and be sent to a place like a mine to serve as a laborer.
But half a year ago, that time was an exception.
Li Chen was disgusted with this kind of endless killing, so in the name of Shenlong, he explicitly forbade this barbaric act.
Surrender?
As soon as this proposal was put forward, the hearts of many tribal warriors were shaken.
If you surrender voluntarily, you will be born and die. As long as you don't become that poor unlucky bastard, there is still hope to live. Although he will be sent to the mine as a coolie in the future, it is better to die than to live.
If you resist any longer, you will basically be dead.
Death, what a terrible word!
"No, my Qinglong tribe would rather die than surrender. We will win this battle, and Lord Shenlong will protect us! ”
Crewe, who had been anxious and tired of coping, suddenly jumped onto the protruding boulder as if he had been shot in the arm, raising his arms and shouting.
However, no sooner had Crewe's end note landed than a peace-seeking elder jumped out and openly sang the opposite.
"Patriarch, the enemy's attack is too fierce, we are afraid that we will ......"
"Click!"
Before the unlucky man could finish speaking, the scimitar in Crewe's hand slashed down, directly cutting it in half.
"Those who dare to surrender and disturb the hearts of our army will be punished for the crime of treason, and there will be no forgiveness for killing!"
Crewe used thunderous means to intimidate the panicked people, and plunged the entire battlefield into a death-like silence.
Whew!
The north wind is howling, the flags are waving, and the sound of whining is made, as if thousands of unjust souls are crying.
The pungent smell of blood makes people sick and almost suffocated.
"Charge!"
At this moment, the leopard jackals, beetle snakes, mulberry wolves, and flower scorpion tribes on the mountain launched a charge one after another.
The cowhide war drums are pounding. Shouting to kill and shake the sky is like a requiem played by death.
Seeing this scene, Krewe's eyes were torn, and he raised his sword that was still dripping blood, and shouted hysterically: "Trap the camp, charge with me!" ”
The so-called trapping camp is the vanguard of the four major tribes such as the Mammoth and the Divine Turtle that Li Chen trained half a year ago.
They are all elites in a hundred, and they are loyal to the totem dragon.
Moreover, for the sake of the faith in his heart, even if he let them go to the soup, he will not hesitate to do so.
This is also the only force in the Qinglong tribe that can fight the enemy head-on.
"Charge!"
"Charge!"
"Charge!"
The tragic horn and hoarse voice resounded throughout the battlefield.
They all knew very well in their hearts that in the face of an enemy dozens of times their size, this charge would basically be ten deaths, no different from suicide.
But they still chose to charge without hesitation!
Is it that they are not afraid of death?
No, everyone is afraid of death.
It's just that they think that the faith in their hearts is more important than their own lives, nothing more.
Although the trapping camp is also very strong, it still looks so fragile and vulnerable in the face of the fierce four totems, especially the strongest Black Water Snake.
But they still fought to the death, and when their blades were broken, they beat them with their fists and kicked them. If your fists and feet are broken, then use your teeth and bite like a beast......
Charge, fall, get up, charge again...... until they are completely dead.
Bloody killings, tragic chapters, are staged all the time.
Blood stained the earth, the blue sky, and the eyes of all men......
After half an hour of fighting, there was no one in the camp and was completely defeated.
The patriarch Crewe's knife arm had also been severed, and he was half-kneeling on the ground, crying out to the blue sky.
"Great dragon, open your eyes and behold your people. They are struggling in dire straits, teetering on the brink of death, please save them, save them! ”
I don't know if it was his begging, but he got a response, or something else, but in the rolling clouds in the distance, there was a majestic dragon roar, which was soul-stirring.
Everyone looked sideways, only to see a dragon rising from the clouds, and there were three figures standing on their backs, rushing towards this side.
At this moment, the entire battlefield was as silent as death.
Whether it was the Qinglong tribe, or the beetle snake and other tribes, everyone's eyes were all on the dragon in the air.
"It's Shenlong, it's Shenlong, Shenlong, he didn't give up on us, he came to save us!"
Crewe recognized the dragon and burst into tears and shouted hysterically.
The other clansmen of the Qinglong tribe also put down their work very much at this moment, knelt on the ground very reverently, and bowed to the dragon.
"Shenlong, Shenlong!"
"Shenlong, Shenlong!"
……
The Qinglong tribe was all excited and tearful, ecstatic.
The four major tribes of beetle snakes, mulberry wolves, leopard jackals, and flower scorpions have unprecedented solemn expressions.
Seeing that his worries had come true, Hua Xie Zi said slightly: "The totem of the Qinglong tribe has appeared!" ”
Brother Teng snorted indignantly and shouted: "What are you afraid of, their Qinglong tribe has totems, don't our four major tribes have them?" Or do you think that the totems of our four major tribes are still no match for the totems of their Qinglong tribe? ”
Hearing Brother Teng'er's question, the others glanced at each other, and the heart that had just been hung up was put back in their stomachs.
The totems of the four major tribes joined forces to torture the totems of their Qinglong tribe to death, so why be afraid?
It's just that Hanasako, who is cautious by nature, is still a little uneasy.
Moreover, she felt that the uneasiness in her heart did not come from the divine dragon, but from the three figures on the dragon's back.
Especially the sword-eyed and star-eyed, chic and elegant Terran boy made her the most uneasy......
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