Before nightfall, one of the elders of the Red Maple tribe (the leader of Fras was forced by Su Man to pinch his nose and admit it), the village chief of Qinghu Village, the one-legged old Luther, quickly made a decision, he selected four fifteen or sixteen-year-old young warriors (children), three men and one woman, from the forty-six survivors of the old and weak women and children, and rode out overnight to the hinterland of the Red Maple tribe in the south to report the news, trying to prevent the team of more than 800 people escorting the caravan back to Yinyue Bay.

Eight other warriors, aged or disabled, were selected and took turns to keep vigil on the outskirts of the village.

Early the next morning, Trist will take the handsome-faced little Alex and a few other remaining female warriors (excluding Alex) to infiltrate the north of Qinghu Village to investigate intelligence. Between Qinghu Village and the Chengguang Glacier on the border, there are five small villages, as well as more than a dozen sentry posts reserved by the Red Maple Tribe, which can save one by one.

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, Luthel stood at the entrance of the village in thin clothes, silently watching the soldiers who had traveled far away, and the morning breeze of July blew from the woods, sweeping the ends of the old chief's hair, making his thin face even more haggard, and his gray hair was now gray.

In order to better conceal it, it is definitely not the reason why a young man from the ark can't ride a horse, Trist and his friends chose to walk close to the village of the Red Maple tribe closest to Qinghu Village in front of them~~

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Light Lake Tribe.

Island in the middle of the lake, outside the chief's hut.

Eric took a handful of water and poured it directly on his head in the temperate region of the northern hemisphere, and the temperature difference between day and night in the temperate region of the northern hemisphere is very large, and the lake water in the early morning of July is particularly cold.

The cold and biting water made Eric shiver cold, suppressing the exhaustion of young Eric who had not slept all night.

In the leader's hut, there was a faint cry.

The former leader of the Light Lake tribe, Eric's uncle, had stopped breathing just half an hour earlier.

The previous year's border conflict against the Ice Nation left the former leader seriously wounded, and immediately after, the bad news that the Red Maple Tribe, an old ally for decades, took advantage of the fire to rob and forcibly occupy Silvermoon Bay, which further aggravated his injuries, and after learning from his nephew Eric who had just rushed back that the Red Maple tribe had suffered a bad retribution and was wiped out, the goddamn fool Frost had no place to be buried, and the Echo Overseer was approaching step by step, the old leader who was shocked was killed by such a stimulus.

Eric lost his father at a young age and was raised by his uncle, who quickly married his mother after his father's death, and although he had the same birthmark on the back of his neck, it did not detract from his admiration for his uncle, who had always been wise and wise, and his uncle treated him like a son.

The short-sighted fool who believed in Fruz too much, and was plotted to lose Silvermoon Bay behind his back, was one of the few stains on his uncle's life. I don't know how it was like to hear about the death of the leader of the Red Maple Tribe Florus, who betrayed the covenant, before my uncle's death, and to know that the Red Maple Tribe lost almost all of its young men in the first battle and was forced into a corner by the Echo Overseers.

But his uncle, who was like a parent, passed away after all.

Fortunately, when my uncle was terminally ill last year, the Guanghu tribe had already conducted a pre-election for the new leader. As a recognized son of heaven among the young warriors of the Guanghu tribe, coupled with the support of his uncle as the leader of their faction, Eric became the reserve leader without any suspense, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

Young Eric wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pushed open the door with a serious expression, and had no time to sigh and sigh at the death of the old leader, and the era of the Guanghu tribe belonging to him began.

"Hurry up, you go now, immediately row a boat to inform each village leader of the death, and let the 7 elders and 19 village chiefs and town mayors come here for a meeting"

"Uncle Green Net, please light the beacon fire and gather the warriors"

"What? But ......" The middle-aged man who watched Eric grow up hesitated, thinking that he had misheard.

"Nothing! Light the beacon fire and gather the warriors! Right now! Immediately! Right away! The murderous aura in Eric's eyes seemed to be condensed into substance.

The woman who was nearly forty years old who lost her husband again looked at her son who had become a little strange in a daze.

"El (Eric's nickname), your father...... Your uncle just died...... I chose it last year, and the position of the leader is definitely yours, so you don't need to be in such a hurry...... Woowoo...... Let's bury your uncle first," Eric's mother's gaze evaded for a moment, "Your reserve leader was recognized by everyone last year, even if you were worried about the opposition of others...... There is also no need to call up the army...... And your Uncle Green Net watched you grow up, you shouldn't yell at him like that......", after speaking, the woman glanced at the figure of Green Net who walked out of the door a few more times.

Although he has more or less heard some rumors, Eric, who has always been kind, is quite respectful to his mother, God is pitiful, he really didn't mean to embarrass Uncle Green Net, let alone the kind of beating that people think~~

"What's the matter, wait until the chief's funeral is done first", a cane suddenly stretched out from the door to stop the green net, and after a few heavy coughs, the nearest elder arrived first, he had always admired and supported Eric, but at the same time he was not interested in the affairs of Eric's family. Although he was very considerate of Eric's difficulties as a kind-hearted child, the elder still felt that Eric's behavior at this time was a little inappropriate.

"It's too late! The Light Lake Tribe may not exist! ”

Eric was shocked.

Immediately afterward, he told them one by one......

In the afternoon, 7 elders and 19 village chiefs and town mayors had all arrived, and they exchanged heads and discussed shocking news.

The three Overseers of the Land of Ice are dispatched!

The main force of the Red Maple Tribe was wiped out!

The leader of the Red Maple Tribe, Frus, is killed in battle!

The Land of Ice wants to completely destroy the old rival Red Maple Tribe!

The Land of Ice issued an ultimatum to the Light Lake tribe and demanded that the clan be surrendered!

Like a pebble thrown into the lake, the Light Lake tribe exploded.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

The flock of scavenging birds over the Red Maple Grand Canyon gradually dispersed.

Blood soaked into the soil, soaking the land in the canyon black and red, and the thick smell of blood in the air still did not dissipate.

There are piles of gravel scattered at the mouth of the valley, and from the material, they do not belong to the Red Maple Grand Canyon, but more like they were picked from a higher mountain peak and pushed down by man.

Looking into the middle of the canyon, you can see the thick trunks of trees taken from the forest of the sacred lake to the west.

If you go further, you can see spears and arrows stuck in the ground, but most of them are broken and have no recycling value, and they are abandoned there.

Seven days earlier, the chief of Frus, who had driven out the invaders, had been stationed at the mouth of the valley with his men and his warriors, as usual, to wait for a few days when the invaders had completely withdrawn, and then they would disband and go home. The warrior's intuition made Fruz feel a little bad, and just as he was about to evacuate, the Ice Nation threw the head of Frus's only son in front of him, and the little warrior who ran out with his friends paid the price with his life. Enraged for a moment, Fras ordered the whole army to pursue, vengeance devouring what little sanity the Florus leader had.

Of course, the Black Bear Overseers had already left the canyon and blocked the exit to the north of the canyon, and the long-lost Freos regained some reason and wanted to exit the canyon to regroup, only to find that the southern exit, their back road was blocked by the Overseers who came around at some point, and the rockfalls and logs prepared in advance made them completely lose hope of rushing out.

Three days ago, accompanied by a rain of javelins and arrows, the main force of the Ice Nation launched a general attack on the warriors of the Red Maple Tribe, who were demoralized and starved for four days without water and food.

The trapped beast was still fighting, and the leader of the Red Maple tribe, Frus, lived up to his brave name, and actually led his henchmen to climb the rock wall to escape, but unfortunately, he met with the Echo Overseers who had swept the border stronghold of the Red Maple tribe and rushed back to participate in the battle......

Time goes back to the present.

"Can't wait, there are still forty days before the Great Leader of Lexa can gather the Intervention Army and rush over", Echo pointed in the direction of Silvermoon Bay, "Isn't there still eight hundred people from the Red Maple Tribe to protect the caravan and return to Silvermoon Bay?" We went to Silvermoon Bay and waited for them."

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