"This is the method of the desolate?" The black smoke of the explosion swept the entire mountain, and the flying stones and pottery shards knocked down the panicked samurai and mercenaries one by one, not necessarily fatal, but the blow to morale was devastating.

Zhi Mo Ye stood behind the ink crow, all the fragments that flew towards them would be strangely shattered in front of the ink crow, like dust drifting, and the empty eyes could not see anything, Zhi Mo Ye took a deep breath, shook his head and said: "This is the means of the underground people, this level of blow seems to indicate that the combat skills of the underground people have degraded, they should have weapons that can easily bomb the mountain, except for Jia Luo, no one can resist the super weapon ......." ”

Zhi Moxie's words made Mo Crow's face twitch, and watching the family warrior fall to the ground and wail and die was already a kind of torment for him, the patriarch. When I heard that the underground people had such a powerful weapon, I couldn't help but be surprised:

"Then we will unite with the underground people, what if they want to turn their faces in the future?" Mo Crow has a deep anxiety about uniting with the Underground People, in any case, the Underground Man and his ancestors have had the most brutal life-and-death struggle, and almost two-thirds of the family members who have died in the past generations have been lost in the battle with the Underground People, even if he wants to overthrow the top families of the family alliance, he does not want to be stabbed by the Underground People in the end.

The corners of Zhi Moxie's mouth lifted a smile, touched the cross star scar on his head and said casually: "Actually, you can treat the underground as another place of exile, in three hundred years, most of the materials in the underground have been exhausted, and the weapons that can be used are almost the same as those used fifty years ago, they have the civilization of the dream era, and there are no resources that can convert it into weapons, and now they can only be regarded as a group of big rats living underground, do you need to worry?" ”

These words made Mo Crow's face better, Zhi Mo Xie came from the Mochizuki city-state, every city-state is a place of residence for a high-level family that is difficult for small families to reach, a city like Cuiliu City is equivalent to a small village to a city, there is no comparable xìng, people don't care, what else does he care?

"Why don't you just let go of the defenses and let the desolate people in?" The successive loud noises and billowing gunpowder smoke also gave Mo Crow a huge psychological pressure, he couldn't understand, he had already discussed letting the desolate people capture the Castle of Despair, bringing the family's united reinforcements to the rescue, looking for an opportunity to continuously consume these reinforcements, why did he have to fight so hard?

"How many samurai are in your family?" Zhi Moxie suddenly asked this irrelevant question, which made Mo Yao slightly stunned, rolled his eyes, and said solemnly: "That is, you, ordinary people, I don't tell him, there are a total of two thousand warriors of the Eagle Tail family, and they claim to be one and a half thousand ...... to the outside world." ”

"Hmph, there are 3,500 people in total, right?" Zhi Mo Ye said disdainfully, making Mo Crow's face turn into pig liver sè, and his heart was also amazed by Zhi Mo Ye's intelligence.

"Wait until your family warriors die two thousand before thinking about reinforcements, even if it's a show, you have to make it real, otherwise how can you let those guys be fooled?"

"What? So many people are going to die? The deafening roar gradually subsided, and the voice of the ink crow rose sharply, echoing far away in the mountains, and Zhi Moxie was not speaking, but just smelling the smell of gunpowder and blood in the air with a look of enjoyment.

The sky is about to be dusk, Gao Feng took more than 100 of his subordinates to rest in a remote natural ditch, the wild grass grew densely in the ditch to block the view outside, did not dare to make a fire, everyone ate the dry food wrapped in grass leaves, only Gao Feng lay in the weeds and looked at the dark red sky with his arms.

After resting, Gao Feng knows how to regulate himself, and after emptying all his thoughts, his brain becomes orderly like a disk that has been organized, but it also makes him start to introspect himself, is it really necessary to go back?

He has done enough for the Tianclaw tribe, a large amount of food reserves, countless strategic materials, excellent fortifications, and even a relatively safe situation for the time being, the Yellow Tribe is an accident, but Gao Feng believes that in addition to the Yellow Claw Tribe, the desolate people will no longer be distracted to clean up other miscellaneous fish, so as long as the battle against the Desperate Fortress is over, there will be no more problems.

Then doesn't he have to go back? Huoya has already obtained the position of the five elders, even if he is not there, no one can replace Huoya, the five elders are enough for Huofang to enjoy a lifetime, and the black claw has become the heavenly claw, Xianfeng Jia Luo is enough for him to repay everything owed to the heavenly claw, in addition, even the heir problem has been solved, the two attendants that the black claw found him are the half-brothers of the three claws, and they have no name, but they have the opportunity to become an elder of the party, and Gao Feng has also taught them a lot of things during this time.

Gao Feng thought that he had done his duty, brought the tribe out of the western wilderness, and gave them so many benefits, he seemed to be able to flash people, but he didn't know what Lu Dao was for, and he just couldn't let go of it in his heart.

He asked himself that he could drop everything and go to Kaiyue, find a chance to join the Desolate Tribe, and find his own happy life, but he never made this decision.

"Tong ......" a person fell down from the ditch and smashed in front of the peak, making his eyelids jump, and he couldn't help but look over, it was a tribal warrior in armor, this warrior from the Huanglu tribe was extremely luxuriously equipped, and the armor that was originally only used for defense was inlaid with some horns or iron sheets at most, but this guy ingeniously made some flashy ornaments to decorate his whole body, and even his helmet was dyed into a green hat with a bright face.

This guy is only in his twenties, his cheeks are thin and white, he looks pampered, his hands are not rough calluses, and the weapons on his body have been searched, but there is no anger and recklessness in his eyes, only panic and cowardice, which is really not easy to associate with the fierceness of the tribal warriors.

"Great Elder, he came out to and was caught by us, ask clearly, the Yellow Gang tribe is ready to attack us, how to deal with him?"

Two jīng slaves jumped down from above, squatted in front of Gao Feng and whispered, which made Gao Feng a little annoyed by the guy in front of him, shook his head and said, "Deal with it, remember to pull off the leather armor ......." ”

The man opened his mouth in horror and tried to scream, but he was gagged by the stick that was stuffed into it, and dragged away like a dead dog, and soon a muffled sound was heard.

"Should he be kept? The more guys like this, the better it should be for us? Looking at the gorgeous armor at his feet, Gao Feng thought about ...... in his heart.

The war of human beings spread in the barren wilderness, and the war between the Northern Dragon Canyon and the Fortress of Despair broke out almost at the same time, Huang Li did not say the words of persuasion to surrender, and did not even come forward in person, posing for the army to surround the entrances of the two peaks and the canyon in one breath, and without waiting to take a breath, he began a brutal battle.

The first to move was not the infantry, but the firepower platform transformed by one hundred and twenty camel beasts, which approached the cliff with heavy steps, spraying sharp crossbow arrows, most of which fell to the ground below the cliff like a jungle, and the fortifications above the cliff never moved.

Gao Feng guarded the hill on the left, and kept an eye on the other party's war beasts through the observation hole in the belly of the mountain, and he returned to the canyon last night, and after reporting the enemy's situation, he was ready for battle, although he had been preparing for this day all along.