"Kill!"

At the same time, the soldiers of the White Dragon Tribe also rushed out of the forest, obviously the number of people is less than half of the Red Dog Tribe, but the momentum is not weak, seeing that there is a velociraptor rebellion inside, and there is an enemy raid outside, the morale of the Red Dog Tribe is gone, how can this be fought?

"Surrender!"

"We surrender!"

The Red Dog tribe was defeated like a mountain, and when there was a leader, the people behind lost their fighting spirit and didn't want to fight, so they abandoned their weapons and surrendered, and the White Dragon tribe subdued them effortlessly.

"Boom!"

Samson was also thrown to the ground by his mount at this time, and before he could get up, a bunch of spears were aimed at him, even if he was a ruthless man of a generation - an American serial murderer, and he was not a brainless idiot, in this case, how could he resist? Other people's knives are up to their necks, and their lives are in the hands of others.

"Humph!" Samson was unwilling, why did he lose? This loss is too unjust, I didn't expect the velociraptor to suddenly go crazy, otherwise with the current combat strength of his tribe, there would be no problem in sweeping away any tribe!

Human beings always know nothing about real power, even if there are 80 people, they are here to die, and now the only one who can compete with Bai Yan is the tyrannosaurus, and as for the human beings, they are some insignificant ants.

Seeing Samson being subdued, Qian Chengyue let out a hearty laugh: "You are the leader of the Red Dog Tribe!?" Haha, you also have today? At the beginning, you conquered our Lanque tribe, and today you finally retaliated with a tooth for a tooth! ”

"I'm not convinced! It's kind of heads-up! Samson's eyes were full of hideous anger, like a crazy beast, neither of them could hold him down, he had more than a dozen lives on his hands, he was a madman who was not afraid of death, ordinary people would not have the courage to kill at all, he was already full of blood.

"Good fellows! Can't see what's going on now? Qian Chengyue turned to Bai Yan and asked, "Bai Wang, please allow me to fight him one-on-one." ”

"That's right."

Someone fighting? Of course, Bai Yan is happy to be a melon-eating crowd.

"Good! Let go of that guy and I'll take it against him. Qian Chengyue was also short-tempered, picked up an iron sword of the Red Dog Tribe, weighed it in his hand, and said to Samson: "I'll come to fight you alone." ”

Since the White King agreed, the others had no opinion, and let Samson go and let him face off against Qian Chengyue.

Samson couldn't ask for it, he picked up the machete, and without saying a word, he slashed at Qian Chengyue, although there was no order, but the knife was cut to death.

"Ding—"

"Ding—"

"Ding—"

The weapons collided, the Jin Ge resonated, and the crisp fighting sound echoed between the forests, Samson launched a stormy attack, and the fighting style was simply the same as that of the berserker, Qian Chengyue could only continue to defend passively backwards, slashing and retreating one after another.

"What a fierce attack!" Qian Chengyue's heart was frightened, his mouth was about to crack, and he almost couldn't hold the hilt of the sword several times, and secretly sighed that Samson did have two brushes, and the attack was so terrifying that he was determined to kill him.

"Die! Die! Samson tirelessly waved the blade in his hand, slashing left and right, and there were dense gaps in both weapons, completely suppressing Qian Chengyue.

This time, it was Qian Chengyue's turn to say that he was suffering, and he would not have said anything if he knew it.

"Good!"

The people of the Red Dog Tribe saw the light and regained hope and cheered for their leader, so it seems that the White Dragon Tribe has nothing to fear.

"Haha! What's wrong? Will it only defend? I'm going to kill you, and I'm going to skin you and make clothes, like the people I once killed, and become my trophies!" "Samson has a serious antisocial personality, before being sentenced to death, he mysteriously disappeared on Earth and was thrown into this world by aliens, which is the luckiest thing for him, he was born to adapt here, kill people here, don't worry about being caught by the police, only if he is strong, he can do whatever he wants.

Qian Chengyue was sweating profusely, and the pressure poured on him like a hill, and he could barely hold it under Samson's onslaught.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang without warning, and the plasma flew out, and Samson, who was extremely arrogant just now, was slapped into meat sauce by Bai Yan, and the audience instantly fell into a dead silence.

The cheering Red Dog Tribe was dumbfounded in an instant, and all the shouts were stuck in their throats, and even the people of the White Dragon Tribe were dumbfounded.

"I'm so annoyed, it's a waste of time to deal with one person." Bai Yan's patience has long been exhausted, no matter how strong Samson is, it's not a slap in the face? This kind of Xiaoxiao is just a clown jumping off the beam.

Qian Chengyue was like unloading his burden, his whole body was weak, and his expression was still a little dazed, fortunately, Bai Yan made a timely move, otherwise he would definitely be killed, right? This is a life.

Samson's men fell from heaven to hell in an instant, and they thought that Samson had hope of fighting back, but he didn't expect that with a slap down, it became a puddle of meat sauce, and this white dragon was really not easy to mess with, so they coaxed one after another.

Jiang Wu quickly accepted it, isn't it a matter of course? How can a man be an opponent of a dragon? If you can't slay the dragon, you will be slaughtered.

According to various myths and legends, the success of the warrior in slaying the dragon is completely the dragon's release of water, and if there is no protagonist's aura protector, the dragon can pinch a warrior to death in minutes.

Jiang Wu asked, "White King, what should you do with these people?" ”

Samson may be dead, but he still has more than 80 men under him.

"Is there enough tribal food?"

"I'm afraid it's not enough, self-sufficiency is already very reluctant, if you feed another 80 captives, it will be difficult for a strong man."

"Then let's kill it."

"Killed!? That's 80 lives!? Jiang Wu was shocked, although the other party is an enemy, but if he says kill, he will kill, slaughtering people is like slaughtering dogs, it is really harmful to heavenly principles, contrary to humanity, and it is inevitable that he will be moved by compassion.

"Mr. Jiang, haven't you heard of the Battle of Changping? Bai Qikeng killed 400,000 Zhao troops, and only 80 people couldn't do it? There is no need to be psychologically burdened, all the blame is put on me, and you do what you are told. "Bai Yan has long been conscious, he should be killed, he will not be merciful, who made him the dragon king, since he is the king, he must have the consciousness of infamy and cruelty.

These 80 people, it is impossible to recruit them into the tribe, they are all madmen who lick blood with Samson, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no more incidents in the future, and there is no food to feed them in vain, and it is obviously not possible to let the tiger return to the mountain, so they can only be killed.

Some people say that Bai Yan is cruel and ruthless, and these Bai Yan also admit that he has the consciousness to bear it, at least in the future, because of a moment of kindness, he will not leave a scourge, so sometimes he has to kill.

Jiang Wu was silent for a while, and he could understand the difficulty, his granddaughter was in the tribe, and letting some ill-intentioned people enter the tribe was to plant a bomb for himself, and the Holy Mother couldn't do it, at least in a dangerous environment.