Chapter 450: Planting Willows

The ambush was short but intense, and after the whistling of bows and arrows, the valley of the Shattered Scales was already filled with the smell of blood.

Yan Liqiang made a gesture, and the warriors of the Dayue tribe who were ambushed on both sides of the valley wearing the clothes of the Shatu people all stood up, drew their swords one by one, and rushed towards the bottom of the valley.

"Let's see if there's any alive, and make up for it......"

The pre-scheduled lines were shouted out by a warrior who was fluent in the Shatu language.

"Yes, people from the Ebony Division, don't let anyone go!" the other warrior also roared in a low voice.

Yan Liqiang was the first to rush out, he didn't speak, he just pointed to the people of the fallen ebony tribe in the Valley of Broken Scales and made a few gestures, and the warriors of the Dayue tribe who rushed towards the Valley of Broken Scales saw Yan Liqiang's gestures, and they all dispersed with tacit understanding, knowing what to do.

"Poof...... swords pierced into the vital points of the warriors of the Ebony Division who had fallen from the arrow, and then pulled them out again, so as not to let one go.

The corpses scattered in the valley were probably distributed in the valley more than 100 meters long, and the warriors of the Dayue tribe who rushed down were also scattered at this time, silently examining the corpses one by one, mending their knives, and sending those Shatu people who were not yet dead to the paradise they longed for.

"Hurry up, send them all to see Mobedu, there can be no living, and no one else can see ......"

"What are you afraid of, when the people from the Ebony Department come, we will all go back to Whitewater Lake, hehe...... Hey...... Let the Ebony Department go to those tribes in the Jade Dragon Mountain to take revenge, let them eat dogs, it's best to fight to the death, and in the end we will clean up the mess, this Shatu Seven Divisions, one boss is enough!"

The two warriors of the Dayue tribe were mending their knives in the place designated by Yan Liqiang, while talking "casually", on the ground near the two people, there were more than a dozen corpses of the Shatu people lying on the ground, and at this moment, among the Shatu people of the Ebony Department who fell to the ground, suddenly a Shatu man who was hit by an arrow at the end of the Shatu team jumped up, grabbed a horse next to him, leaned down on the horse, hit the horse, and rushed towards the outside of the Broken Scale Valley.

"Ah, there's still a living one, don't let him run away......" Someone suddenly called out in the distance.

The men who were mending their swords were alarmed, and almost everyone chased after them, followed by a roar and the sound of bowstrings.

A few minutes later, after the chaos had passed, a deep voice rang out, "Go quickly, don't stay long......"

The warriors of the Great Moon tribe ran across the valley, and one by one they made up for the ebony people on the ground, and in just a moment's effort, they disappeared at the end of the Valley of Broken Scales, and in the entire Valley of Broken Scales, only those horses that no one whispered and corpses were left everywhere.

......

More than ten minutes later, on the ground where the two warriors of the Great Moon tribe who were proficient in the Shatu language were talking just now, a Shatu man who had fallen to the ground moved, and then slowly got up tremblingly.

The Shatu man was in his thirties, with a dark face, short and strong, with a string of pigtails on his head, and he was also hit by an arrow, which was on his left chest, and if the arrow went a few points down, it would hit the heart, but fortunately, the angle of the arrow was just over the heart, and it hit him near the shoulder socket of his left shoulder, although the arrow was very deep, but it was not fatal, and just now when those people were evacuated, he was also "hasty" There was a knife under him, but the one slashed at the right side of his back on the shoulder, and the wound was a little long, but it was not fatal either.

The Shatu man stood up, looked at the corpses in front of him and behind him, staggered to a rhinosaurus horse not far away, gritted his teeth, got on the horse with difficulty, and then turned the horse's head and rushed towards the outside of the Shattered Scale Valley.

More than 700 meters away, he saw the horse lying on the ground full of arrows, and a few dozen meters further on, there was also a Shatu man with more than a dozen arrows stuck in his body and his head cut off......

"Uli ......" The Shatu man riding on the rhinosaurus horse was almost bitten in teeth, his eyes were red, he took one last look at the corpse of his companion who had fallen to the ground, and finally clamped the horse's belly, and the whole body fell on the back of the rhinosaurus horse, and then rushed towards the Gulang grassland outside the Valley of Broken Scales......

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Yan Liqiang stood on a small mountain peak not far from the Shattered Scales Valley, looking at the rhinosaurus horse that rushed out of the Shattered Scales Valley, a deep smile appeared on his face, and then he turned his head to look at the Great Moon Clan warriors behind him who were looking at him with awe, and simply gave the order, "Go!"

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In the evening, in the big tent in the center of the Ebony tribe's tent, the patriarch of the Ebony tribe, Ugusa, stared at the Shatu man who was on his knees and survived with red eyes, like a wolf about to eat people, "Do you really hear those people say that?"

......The man kneeling on the ground ripped off his clothes, raised his head, revealing the arrow wound that had just been wrapped and the knife wound on his back, his hand just pulled, and the wrapped wound immediately oozed red blood, "If I mishear half a word, ask the patriarch to cut off my ear, I want to add half a word, chew my tongue, ask the patriarch to cut off my tongue and cut off my head......"

"Mobedu, my son ......," the chief of the Ebony tribe, Ugusa, wailed, and immediately beat his chest in the tent and began to cry.

When Mobedu learned to kill people from elementary school, Ugusa always felt that Mobedu had the ability, was pleasing to the eye, and was the pillar of the Ebony Ministry, and this time, it was finally his turn to taste what it was like to have a dead son.

"You must avenge your eldest brother......" cried out one of Ugusa's youngest sons. In the past few months, the Uli Department has become more and more aggressive to us, some time ago our patrol team has been inexplicably missing several branches, the corpses have not been found, it will never be a wolf pack, it must be the people of the Uli Department, just two days ago, the people of the Uli Department have driven the sheep to the pasture on the east side of our Xishui River, and many people of our tribe in the pasture on the east side of the Xishui River have driven over, and also injured people, robbed our cattle and sheep, the people of the Uli Department themselves are incompetent, and they lost their troops in Ganzhou, but they stuck a knife into us, afraid that we will surpass them, and this time even the eldest brother was poisoned by them......”

"Yes, revenge!"

"Revenge!"

The core and high-level of the Ebony Ministry in the big tent roared angrily, the grievances between the Uli Ministry and the Ebony Ministry, which were concluded decades ago, have been angry about the failure of the year, and are not convinced, but they just feel that the Uli Ministry's luck is a little better, and in recent months, the Uli Ministry's small actions on the Ebony Ministry have become more and more, and the Ebony Ministry's side has been forbearing, but today's events have detonated the roars of everyone in the Ebony Ministry, and at this time, other people's knives are going to cut their necks, do you still have to endure it?

"Do you really think that our Uli tribe is afraid of you, Surdan, and I want to give you a taste of the loss of your son......" Ugusa, the patriarch of the Ebony tribe, raised his scarlet eyes full of tears, and said loudly with gritted teeth.