A rolling hill, the foot and side of the hill are covered with lush herbaceous vegetation and sparsely dotted shrubs, and only on some leeward sunny slopes with fertile soil can you see a few arbors scattered here.

Further down the hills, overlooking the valley floor in the south, perennial smoke, ponds and marshes are all over the place, the sunlight seems to be difficult to penetrate the poisonous fog of this swamp, and countless dragonflies and soybean milk fly in the fog of the dark morning, and the entire valley floor reveals a mysterious and ominous atmosphere.

This is the swamp where the parasitic ants are entrenched, and it is also a swamp that the hunters dislike very much, they cannot survive in it for a long time, and they have to be protected from the constant attacks of the enemies inside.

If it weren't for the consensus of the various tribes that the "Doomsday War" was about to break out, the vast majority of sickle-hunting ant warriors would never have come to this place in their lifetime.

The Indigenous Scythe Hunter Coalition is scattered across the hills to the north, east and west of the marsh, and of course, they call themselves "Holy Allies".

Thousands of scythe-hunting warriors actually scattered the camp into a large area, which shows the looseness of this alliance.

While an overly loose alliance camp is very detrimental from a military point of view, the Scythe Hunters prefer to keep their neighbors at arm's length.

Although under the influence of ancient traditions, in the face of parasitic old enemies, the indigenous hunter ant tribes who received the news sent warriors, but it could not completely eliminate the internal contradictions.

The tribes that had fought fiercely did not like each other, so they each stationed far away; The legendary great tribes from the depths of the hills, who did not want to get too close to the other tribes, chose to camp at a slightly higher altitude; There are also coalition camp areas that originally belonged to some local tribes, and with the arrival of coalition troops, a large number of nearby prey was captured as military rations, which would also affect the harvest of these tribes' territories, which would naturally cause dissatisfaction.

Under the contradictions, the hunting sickle ants can still face the parasitic ants that attack from time to time, but they have to admire their traditional cohesion.

However, what kind of harsh external environment can make the sickle hunters develop the tradition of having to abandon so many such complex contradictions to deal with external threats with all their might?

- I'm the dividing line -

Kite and a squad of Scythe Hunter Scout Warriors were stationed in the middle of the loose camp, with swamps where enemies appeared to the south and allies' camps on all sides.

The location of this camp can be taken care of in all directions, and it is also more convenient to communicate with all parties on weekdays to obtain information.

Ever since following the protagonist's orders and leading a squad of warriors into the Indigenous Scythe-Hunter Coalition, Kite has been relaying important information.

At the same time, this period is also the most nourishing period for kites. From the fear of dying after being captured by the Divine Envoy King Army, to the fact that he didn't have to worry about food, clothing, and winter every day after Mo Ming's wonderful surrender, to being promoted to the commander of fifty warriors who he couldn't think of before, Kite has had ups and downs in the past two years.

He is no longer young, and as a male ant who is not valued in the sickle hunting society, he has also developed a speculative ability, which makes him quickly adapt to his new status and identity.

Before breaking into the lurking forces of the "Holy Ally" coalition, the face-to-face communication between the god envoy Wang and the kite also made the kite realize that his current status comes from the trust of the protagonist, and once he loses his trust, he is still the humble male ant who can only eat scraps, and he is not even as good as before.

As a result, the kite behaves unusually hard.

When I first arrived at the coalition camp, the ants of other tribes who occasionally came into contact with them would unabashedly show contempt for male ants, even if the number of warriors under his command exceeded eighty or ninety percent of the tribes, they could not dispel this contempt.

However, in the battles with the parasitic ants, not only did the warriors under the command of the kite show extraordinary bravery, but the trained organization and cooperation were much stronger than those of the same kind who were accustomed to fighting alone, and even the kite himself reversed the impression that the male ant was a coward in the eyes of his allies.

In every battle, the kite appeared on the front line, and in the society of scythe-hunting ants, the male ants were considered cowards kept in their nests, and would be of no use if it were not for the reproduction of the tribe.

Kite was indeed this character before, cowardly, and never thought that one day he would go to the battlefield.

However, the time in the Divine Messenger King's legion let him know that in the Divine Envoy King's race, the male ant is the highest status and the commander on the battlefield. This subtle influence on him made him slowly change his role positioning.

On the battlefield, although the kite's mouthparts are not as large and sharp as those of the female ants, his physical strength is not as good as that of his younger kind, and his huge body does not give him stronger combat power.

But a male ant standing on the front line of the battlefield was originally a subversive event in the society of hunting sickle fierce ants, and this male ant also dared to fight face-to-face with the terrifying and hateful parasitic ants, and after a long time, it naturally left an indelible impression in the hearts of the allies.

To tell the truth, the kite is average in combat, but it can't stand the soldiers under his command who are like wolves and tigers, and in the frequent small and medium-scale battles that have broken out with parasitic ants, they are chopping melons and vegetables.

As a result, rumors that even male ants could fight quickly spread throughout the coalition, and they were even regarded as having the same status as the "legendary tribe" by the warrior-worshipping scythe ants.

- I'm the dividing line -

Today, after receiving the scout information, another team of hundreds of parasitic ants appeared at the foot of the mountain of their camp, and the sickle hunter ant warrior who was responsible for ventilating the news ran all the way, and every time he reached the entrance of the temporary camp of the tribal army, he knocked and shook his abdomen, sending out an alarm signal.

The coalition fighters who received the signal quickly moved in the opposite direction along the pheromones left by the messenger, and soon assembled at the foot of the mountain.

The assembled group of more than 100 scythe warriors quickly found the traces of the parasitic ants and immediately attacked.

The coalition forces were centered on kites and warriors, which was an affirmation of the bravest and warlike tribes, with other warriors cooperating on both flanks.

The parasitic ants in front of them were quickly killed by chopping melons and vegetables, and the parasites that had fallen off and tried to get close to the scythe warriors were also carefully killed.

The combat effectiveness of these parasitic ants is somehow much weaker than the kite's impression.