As a handsome Falcon or Ironclaw Eagle flew back from the grassland and landed on the giant city.

The three Red Gold Crossbowmen began to update the attendees' kill information.

On that board, there were people who had a kill performance, and behind the name, symbols that looked very special began to appear.

Anyone who understands the military system of the Northern Regions knows that these symbols are used to record military exploits.

Different symbols represent the killing of enemies of different tiers.

The unit of measurement represented by different symbols is also different.

Roughly, according to the grade, it can be dictated as A, B, C, D, and E.

Now, most of these kills are the lowest E ranks.

And at this moment, the crowd of onlookers above this giant city also seemed to be relieved.

Anyway, now that there are kills already started, that's a good thing!

Previously, there was no kill.

Ji Lieri and other onlookers were actually a little nervous, for fear that something big would happen.

But, now, that's it!

Everyone raised their glasses again, intending to drink together.

Suddenly.

The red-gold crossbowman frowned, then reached out and drew a stroke on one of the nameplates with a pen and ink that was as crimson as if it were congealed blood, and then pulled it down.

The raised glass suddenly stopped, which meant that one of the participants had died.

Sure enough, is there still a problem this time?

Because, the time of the first death in this Jiazi Festival came earlier than usual.

"Who is this person?" asked Ji Lieri with a frown.

Someone next to him immediately responded: "It's a true disciple of the Heavenly and Human Realm of the Golden Corpse Sect!"

Heaven and man?

Suddenly, everyone changed color a little.

Immediately afterward, the crowd saw the red gold crossbowman draw a dark yellow brush on another name.

Dark yellow, indicating foul play, disqualification and expulsion from the event.

So, it means that this person killed that disciple of the Golden Corpse Sect?

After getting the confirmation, for a while, everyone relaxed again and raised their glasses again!

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Wolf Tooth Tribe.

There were well-known warriors from other tribes who looked at Horatio with a thick question in their voices: "Why did you not let me wait to go to battle when you had already discovered the traces of the Terrans, but sent those captives out to die?"

"What's the point?"

Yes, all the barbarians thought that the seven tribes were gathered together to condense into a fierce punch, and beat the humble human races who dared to come to the grassland to pieces, and then they proudly rode the most handsome war horse in the tribe.

But right now, this hairy boy let everyone stand still, and then give the captives of the royal court barbarians captured by the seven major tribes over the years, put on their armor, and then send them out, letting them leave freely.

What is the rationale for this?

Now that we let the captives out, do we expect the three royal courts to have mercy on us and help us?

Then why do we bother to engage in an alliance of the seven major tribes, just kneel down to the three royal courts and beg for mercy?

Looking at these menacing fellow clansmen, Horatio's resolute face was full of calmness.

"Just listen to me!"

It's just five words.

But it made this group of barbarian warriors who wanted to ask an explanation seem to have punched the cotton.

"Hmph, if you say listen to you, what kind of thing are you? hairy boy, if it weren't for your grandfather's strong recommendation, just rely on a ...... like you who haven't been weaned yet" A strong man from the Ghost Tribe, whose body was full of turquoise barbaric lines, began to shout with disdain in his eyes.

Horatio stood up suddenly, and with a thunderous momentum, he suddenly punched out and hit the man directly in the face.

"Knock".

The barbarian warrior of the Ghost Tu tribe was directly beaten out of the tent, listening to the sound outside, as if he had knocked over the stable in the distance.

In an instant, all the barbarian warriors in the tent fell silent.

Horatio quietly glanced around: "For now, please be calm and listen to my command, if I lose a blow, I will lose the life of my barbarian son, and then I don't need everyone to speak, I will hang my head on the banner outside to apologize!"

The reckless men of the barbarians looked at each other, but they were really shocked for a while, although there were still people who didn't believe Horatio, but at least they didn't dare to say anything strange in front of them.

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With a knife in his hand, he slashed to death a barbarian who rushed towards him, and Su Qi's face showed a slight doubt.

Ever since he had left the clearing left behind by the tribes that had migrated, he had begun to meet such barbarians rushing in twos and threes.

According to the annotations on the map, the barbarians did have this very strange reckless impulse to run to their deaths.

However, it would be a little strange to be sent to death like this all the way.

And, what made Su Qi feel most strange was that he had noticed the barbarians he had just killed, although these people were wearing the armor of the seven major tribes, their physical signs were somewhat similar to the barbarians of the three royal courts that Su Qi had seen.

Su Qi has always been a person who pays more attention to details.

"This is the case...... It seems to be weird!" Su Qi couldn't help but rub his chin and began to think.

It feels ...... It's as if someone is deliberately throwing bait after bait to keep them moving forward.

When everyone else is desperate to move forward, you should calm down and think, and when everyone else is hesitant and have doubts, you should make up your mind to move forward.

Only by following the crowd without being hot-headed may have a chance to get closer to success.

This can be regarded as Su Qi's experience.

Right now, everyone is desperately rushing forward to kill those barbarians in twos and threes in order to rank higher.

Su Qi inexplicably felt that he might have to wait a little longer and wait and see.

As a result, Su Qi suddenly began to go against the tide of people and began to retreat strategically.

It looks more eye-catching.

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When Jiang Lianzhong heard the report of his subordinates, his face showed surprise, and then he couldn't help but laugh and said: "The little ghost is the little ghost, and I still have expectations for him, so unusual, it actually made him start to retreat from the battle? Alas, ridiculous and ridiculous! Did he return to the giant city?"

"No, he retreated to the southwest of the original Ironwood Tribe!"

Hearing this answer from his subordinates, Jiang Lianzhong showed a hint of surprise again, and then the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain: "Is this a thief who is still a thief, and is he going to find an opportunity to pick up the leaks? ”

"No!"