On that day, as soon as it was dawn, bad luck struck suddenly.

That day, I woke up a little late. In the past, I was the first warrior of the tribe, and this is also the virtue of the "chief warrior".

But since I feel like I'm an "old guy" anymore, I like to sleep a little longer and wait until the sky is completely bright.

Although our sleep is very light, it is not so much a lazy sleep, but a constant nap in the dark night with nothing to do, half-asleep and half-awake, and a day when we can work.

But early this morning, I was woken up by a fighter who had gotten up early to go out.

"Enemies, a lot of enemies, everywhere!"

The message from the young soldier was incoherent, without saying who the enemy was, where he came from, where he was now, or how many of them were. But I could feel the helplessness and panic contained in the message.

The whole tribe was immediately alarmed, and the warriors ran out of their caves to resist the invasion, although at this time, we did not know who the enemy really was.

But the moment I stepped out of the nest, I felt my limbs stiffen and my body cold.

I saw that under the trunk of the jujube tree, where our tribe was located, a small dense phalanx of the enemy who was waiting for it was guarding below.

These enemies are small and swarthy, but they are unusually tightly packed and show good organization and discipline - they're the damn outsiders!

Outsiders, they're here.

I'm not sure if the enemy has followed us here, and if so, Broken Leg and I will be the plague of the Horde.

However, the former owner of this territory had been exterminated by suspected outsiders, and perhaps outsiders had already been here.

In any case, these outsiders, who had brought me two failures, humiliations, and fears, came again, with murderous intent.

I was cold inside, and the outsiders didn't attack under the trees. If it were just a hundred or so outsiders under this tree, I would still have the confidence to defend the lair.

However, these outsiders seem to be just surrounding the date trees to prevent us from escaping. What are they waiting for!

I suddenly remembered something, and the tentacles that had been deprived of my senses by shock and fear had regained their function, and the sound of fighting not far away was clearly received.

I looked up at the banyan tree opposite, the banyan tree where the giant tribe was located.

That's where the sound came from.

The sight almost collapsed me—there were thousands of outsiders clinging to the pale yellow trunks of the banyan trees, and the giant tribes were struggling to resist.

But the Giants' resistance seemed so futile, and apart from the battle losses of the Divine Allies, the Giants had only a dozen warriors with her, trying to keep the many outsiders out of the entrance to the lair.

However, the warriors around the giant were killed one by one, and although the giant rushed to the left and right, he was still covered by a large number of outsiders.

She was tightly pressed by outsiders, as if she had been buried alive by a mound of earth, and the "mound" began to move a little, but soon it stopped moving.

The giant, such a strong warrior, could easily defeat Huang in a duel, and even I didn't consider myself her opponent. She survived the difficult decisive battle and survived the arduous journey back to the lair.

But...... After all, she couldn't escape the big jaws of the outsiders.

My heart was cold, and I had come to understand that the outsiders had only sent a small force to wait under our lair, to keep an eye on us and prevent us from escaping. When their main forces have wiped out the Giant Tribe, they will move to this side to attack.

Outsiders, this is to exterminate both of our tribes!

Many of the warriors were aware of this, and some of the young warriors immediately wanted to rush down and scatter the enemies under the trees first.

My broken leg and I stopped them from going up with blood, and the enemy was in a tight formation, and the only dozen or so warriors left in our tribe would never be able to rush out.

But if you wait, you can only sit still.

Soon, the queen ants are also outside, and if they encounter the usual threat, they can hide in the safety of the nest** and wait for the brave warriors to repel the invasion.

However, in the face of the current huge threat, the queen ants also knew that they would not be spared, and came to the outside of the nest. All queens can also fight, and our people will defend their dignity in battle.

Everyone was silent, knowing that today would not be spared.

At this time, I don't know when the old male ant who came out ran to the oldest queen, intersected with antennae, and exchanged something.

Soon, I saw the oldest queen nod, and then the old male ran up to me again.

He told me to take the young queen ant who knew me well, and the two young warriors to escape with them, leaving some offspring for the tribe.

I knew what he meant, with a young queen there, she could find a new home to continue laying eggs, and if she was lucky, the tribe would continue.

And I am the best warrior of the tribe, plus two young warriors, enough to keep the young queen safe for a while, and find enough food for her.

This is the last and last measure, and it has to be done for the sake of the continuation of the tribe.

But how do you escape from enemy surveillance?

The old male's plan was quickly informed to the entire tribe, and with the consent of the eldest queen, there was no objection.

Even the warriors who are destined to stay and die agree that they will use their flesh and blood to win us a life.

Broken Leg came up to me and gently licked my outer carapace, a gesture of friendliness that she had never done to me before. All I remember is that she would challenge me to duel again and again.

Now, as the "chief warrior", I am going to escort the young queen away, and I have to take on my role and die for me with a broken leg.

But she didn't complain, and she even said that she would take a few powerful warriors to rush down together and fight a bloody way for me and the young queen.

But the old male ant said that he had a way to avoid the army of outsiders and let us go.

In a state of suspicion, me, the young queen, and the two chosen young warriors followed the older male out of the nest.

There was no time left, the tribe of giants had been destroyed, and we saw from afar that the queens of their tribe were taken out of their nests and killed, and the eggs and chrysalis were removed, and we wondered if they would be eaten.

Now, the armies of the outsiders have begun to move towards our date trees, and the attack on our tribe will be launched soon.

Now, we can only believe that the older males really have a way to let us escape, because there is no way back!