"Kill ......"

"Kill ......"

The two teams finally faced each other, each shouting, and galloped towards each other.

The physique of the warriors of the Ice Bear Tribe, most of them are stronger than the warriors of the Fire Tribe, and they are excited because they are about to be bloodthirsty, and they charge wildly.

They don't care about formation at all, rushing into enemy arrays and fighting every enemy they can see, that's how they fight.

Compared to their disarray, the formation of the Fire Tribes was perfect, they were gathered in close togetherness, the shield soldiers in front, and the archers behind were already arching their arrows.

"Whoosh ......"

The arrow shot out from behind the Fire Tribe's team, throwing an arc and falling into the Ice Bear Tribe's advancing ranks.

"Ah......h

Some of the warriors were hit by arrows, but as long as they were not mortally wounded, they simply stopped, broke the arrows on their bodies, got up and continued to charge with shouts.

The leader of the sixth generation held the turtle shell in his left hand, and looked at the fierceness of the warriors of the Ice Bear tribe through the turtle shell, and his mood was very heavy.

In order to get a chance to negotiate, he gambled with the lives of 500 people, and the final outcome was unknown, and he did not know whether it was worth it.

That's why he wanted to get involved, no matter what, he couldn't let these five hundred people face such a brutal battle on their own.

"Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo. ”

Someone in the side queue blew a bone whistle, and the leader of the sixth generation turned his head to look over, and found that he was too far out of the array because of his distraction, and the battle leader on the side was using the whistle to remind him.

Slowing down and returning to the array, leaving behind the messy thoughts in their minds, the six generations of leaders focused on battle.

The Fire Tribe fires two rounds of arrows, and the enemy is already colliding with the front of the team.

Large, blunt warriors are very capable of breaking through shields, as long as they have enough strength to smash a mace or a giant club.

But the spearmen who followed behind the shield would take advantage of their strength to stab with their spears in a frenzy, which caused great damage to the Ice Bear Tribe.

When the two teams collide together, it's like two meat grinders colliding, and they continue to hurt each other.

The center of the battlefield seemed to be a wound in the body, and flesh kept falling to the ground, staining the snow.

The leader of the sixth generation shrunk his body behind the turtle shell, which was bubbling with the blue power that made his defenses stronger, and he slammed forward, hoping to knock the enemy away from the opposite side and give the spearmen behind him a chance to assassinate him.

Arrows kept coming out from the rear of the Fire Tribe, dealing damage to the enemy, but the enemy had already surrounded them, and the archers had to abandon their bows and arrows and pick up shields or spears.

"Chill. ”

The son of the leader of the Ice Bear clan roared at the back of the group, and all the Ice Bear warriors distanced themselves from the Fire Tribe.

"Defend, defend, the shieldman holds the shield steady. ”

The battle leader roared, reminding the warriors to be defensive.

The cold breath of the warriors of the Ice Bear Tribe is very terrifying, and if they are sprayed directly in the face, it is very likely to freeze directly.

If there is a shield to block it, the situation will be much better, and the warriors of the Ice Bear Tribe cannot spit out cold breath indefinitely, which is a battle method that consumes the power of the totem.

"Hoo ......"

The cold breath came out of the mouth of a warrior of the Ice Bear Tribe, and in such a cold ice age, an even colder ice mist was formed, spraying towards the array of the Fire Tribe.

"Look for death. ”

The leader of the sixth generation saw that the warriors of the Ice Bear Tribe actually dared to charge up and spray cold breath in front of his eyes, and rushed out directly with the turtle shell.

The turtle shell in his hand came from the Great King Ba, and the blue power of the sea belonged to the sea, and he was not afraid of the cold at all, which was the reason why he dared to rush forward.

The turtle shell was in front, blocking the cold breath that sprayed at him, and the stone knife in his hand quickly slashed through the throats of the two warriors in front of him.

"Poof, poof......"

With two slight noises in succession, blood spurted out, and the two warriors of the Ice Bear Tribe fell to the ground one after another.

The warrior behind the two swung their maces at him, and the leader of the six generations jumped back quickly, instantly returning to the array.

With the completion of his set of actions, the warriors of the Ice Bear Tribe had already vomited cold breath, and behind them, the warriors who had raised their maces early to charge their strength smashed into the shield soldiers of the Fire Tribe at the moment when they got out of the way.

"Bang ......"

The dull sound of slamming continued to sound, many shields were directly smashed, and some Fire Tribe warriors were even smashed on the head by the enemy because they couldn't dodge.

More often than not, the hands of the enemy were smashed by the enemy, sitting on the ground tremblingly, and being pulled to the back by the fighters behind.

Warriors armed with stone knives and spears began to appear in the front row, and in the absence of shields, short-armed warriors had to be more proactive in close-quarters combat.

The Fire Tribe, which had been surrounded by the Ice Bear Tribe, suddenly bloomed like a flower without its shield soldiers, and the warriors fought one after another, fighting close to the enemy in close quarters combat.

The battlefield becomes more chaotic, and the Fire Tribe warriors are bent on diving into the arms of their enemies as a way to dodge their long and heavy weapon superiority.

The Ice Bear Tribe is the opposite, preferring to keep their distance and even prefer their enemies to be shieldmen, as they will have a longer recharge time.

At the beginning, the Fire Tribe warriors who rushed out had the upper hand, but the Ice Bear Tribe was clearly aware of their inferiority, and they had already had combat experience in this situation.

They began to retreat, alternating charged attacks with two or three men, and with the advantage of strength and weaponry, they could force the Fire Tribe warriors to distance themselves from them again with a single sweep or heavy blow.

In the entire battlefield, the most obvious advantage is the leader of the sixth generation, the turtle shell in his hand can effectively resist the enemy's heavy hammer, and the stone knife in his hand has turned into a sharp blade for life.

"Get out of the way. ”

A violent roar came from behind the enemies of the six generations of leaders, and then a figure appeared in front of the six generations of leaders, the son of the leader of the Ice Bear tribe.

Instead of holding the mace he had seen last time, he was holding a huge totem stone.

Yes, with his huge physique, when he holds this totem stone, he looks like he is holding it, which shows the huge size of this totem.

The totem stone is covered with lines, forming a reindeer's face, and in the upper half of the totem, there are two stone horns out, like the two horns on the head of the reindeer.

"Boom. ”

He held the totem stone on the ground and let out a muffled sound.

"How about we fight?"

The son of the leader of the Ice Bear tribe asked the six generations of leaders with a sinister smile.

"Good. ”

The leader of the six generations didn't say much, just pursed his lips and said.

As the two leaders stood facing each other, the surrounding warriors naturally moved out of the way, but they did not stop fighting.

It is a battle that never ends, and the winner is decided not by each other's leaders, but by the last person alive.

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