Jiang Yilang and the Zhushan patriarch don't have much intersection, and the sadness of the transition can't be talked about, he is just surprised that such a barren resource can also make people feel like they are fighting: "Harry pack up the patriarch's body, Wan Yan, is this what you should do?" ”

Poshi went over and bowed to Zhushan, and pressed Wan Yan's shoulder: "Brother, this is a tribal conflict, remember that our current patriarch is Jiang Yilang." ”

Wan Qian handed over Zhushan's body to Harry and the others with a sad face, and stood up with tears in his eyes: "I will definitely avenge the Zhushan patriarch!" ”

"Let's go to the river first." Jiang Yilang took the men and horses to the river, and asked by the way, "How many people are there in the Dizi tribe?" ”

Wan Qian didn't have much thought, but Poshi was very calm: "About 3,000 people, the population is higher than our department, and they have a military advisor named Bamo, this person is insidious and cunning, and has a lot of ghost ideas!" ”

"Huh." Jiang Yilang smiled nonchalantly, how useful can the ghost ideas of the weak tribe be, "We don't have many men left in this battle, what are your plans?" ”

"There are only about 200 people left in the camp, and I don't know how many there are by the river." Poshi is not optimistic, "With our current strength, I'm afraid we won't be the opponent of the Dizi tribe." ”

Jiang Yilang led the team in front, and had some thoughts in his heart: "Where will their team go now?" ”

"Let's go up to the hill where the little mother is." "Victorious tribes usually get more reproductive rights, and of course grandmother will give them control, but there will be no punishment for his aggression?" ”

Jiang Yilang was surprised by his grandmother's attitude: "Do you let the war between the tribes be allowed?" ”

"Grandmother thinks that in this way the tribe will become stronger, what kind of competition to evolve!" Poshi couldn't understand his grandmother's management philosophy, "It's the river." ”

The river breeze had already blown along the air, and there was not much smell of blood in the air, but the sand on the river beach had imprinted countless human footprints, deep and shallow, and chaotic, and it was obvious that too many people had gathered here.

The river floated up and down, and from time to time human hands and feet appeared, and a big wave came and beat out a blue-white corpse.

Wan Cheng was the first to rush over and flipped up the corpse's armband, which was the armband of the herringbone tribe: "Is it our people, that bastard Ted, who threw everyone into the water?" ”

There were weeping voices in the crowd, and his brother died in the river before he could see him for the last time.

"We're going to fight back!" Wan Cheng knelt down on the river beach, pounding the sand heavily, "Go to his competition evolution, we want revenge!" ”

"Revenge!" The mood of the crowd reached a climax again, and everyone took up their weapons one after another, turned their heads to look at Xiaomushan, "Rush up and kill that person!" ”

At the beginning of scanning the river, he told Jiang Yilang without emotion: "There are hundreds of corpses below, what are you going to do?" I really want revenge. ”

"What is this feud compared to the feud of mankind? I'm only interested in dune people. Jiang Yilang was not interested in revenge, and gathered his men and horses away from Xiaomu Mountain, trying to control the emotions of the tribe population.

Wan Cheng, who had always been emotional, had already calculated the method of revenge, and he took advantage of the night to gather people to go to the border, wanting to plan a big event.

At the same time, Wan Qian also ordered someone to secretly make an appointment with the two commanders of the Renchebone tribe who rebelled, and in his opinion, these two guys were the source of the tribal tragedy.

The moonlight was bright, the desert was less dazzling than during the day, but clearer, and several hungry dune people roamed beyond the border.

"Commander Wan Yanrong, do you think the two commanders will come to see you?" The person who appeared was yin and yang, and it turned out to be Bamo, the military advisor of the Dizi tribe, "Tut-tut...... Look, how many people have you brought with you? ”

Wan Yan looked into the jungle, and the other party was at least 500 people away, and there was a hint of joy in his heart: "Don't those two traitors dare to see me?" ”

Ba Mo had long expected Wan Yan's move: "If you want revenge, you can come to me directly, it's so complicated, and you asked me to come to the border, is it so that we can see the monsters below?" ”

At best, the people of the Dizi tribe have seen the appearance of the Dune People, but they do not know their state of battle and their murderous methods, they think that they are the so-called camel people, and that the water from the well does not interfere with the river water.

Wan Qian said viciously: "No matter how many people you come today, I will destroy you, which can be regarded as revenge for the Zhushan patriarch." ”

"Tut-tut......" Bamo looked at Wan Cheng with disdain, and his own men and horses slowly approached, besieging Wan Yan's tiny centaurs in a fan-shaped state, "Then let me send you on the last ride!" ”

"Hahaha!" The people and horses of the Dizi tribe were like wild beasts that saw their prey, and they rushed to the opposite side with their teeth and claws.

Wan Qian waved his hands, and dozens of guys did not move forward, but decisively jumped out of the border line and began to shout: "Dune people, hahahaha!" Dune people! ”

"Howl!" The Dune People have a keen sense of hearing, writhing their massive bodies and rushing towards them, disturbing the sand and passing through the moonlight.

"What are you going to do!" The humans of the Dizi tribe were frightened by the frantic running state of the Dune people, and even Bamo, who had always been pretentious, trembled his legs with fright, "This...... This is not a camel man. ”

Wan Cheng opened his hands, and his men and horses quickly ran back to the border, he was no longer ready to live: "Bamo, no matter how many people you come, I am ready to die with you!" ”

"Knock knock...... A dozen dune people began to gather and run, shaking their heads, aiming at the humans, and jumped across the border.

The weak humans didn't even think about resisting except to escape, and they didn't even want to be the last one to crawl.

......The Dune Man trampled on the rough grass with his legs on the rough grass and fell to the ground in agony after only a few steps, and then yellow pus began to flow from the soles of his feet, and his thighs withered rapidly.

A dune man fell beside Wan Li, and soon there was no movement.

Wan Cheng gasped, there was no joy of salvation, he stared at the dune man carefully, this way of dying was the same as being cut off by himself: "What's the matter? ”

"As soon as they stepped on the soil of the mountain forest, they died!" Everyone reacted that the warriors of this kind of dead legal character tribe knew best, "It must be a serious injury to the foot part." ”

Bamo ran for a while and found that there was no movement behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that all the imposing outsiders had fallen to the ground: "Hahaha, it seems that your plan has failed, brothers come back!" ”

The Dizi Tribe team paused awkwardly, and turned around to see that there were only a few dozen tribal humans left in the scene: "What's wrong with that monster?" What's wrong? ”

Bamo gritted his teeth, waved his fan and said: "Rush down, I will capture ten thousand people alive, this time we will completely destroy the herringbone tribe." ”

"Oops!" Wan Qian was unprepared, his men and horses were limited, and he thought that this battle was bound to die on the border.