Gao Feng did not regard himself as the liberator of the Covenant, the Desert Warriors captured last night and the rescued Former Western Wilderness tribesmen were all regarded as Covenant Slaves, and in the fierceness of the trend, they were no more merciful than the Deserters, in addition to feeding the Covenanters, whips and sticks were not uncommon.

On the way from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, one by one the jīng sharp warriors supervised the work of the Qinu with cold eyes, and they rushed up if they were not satisfied, and they hated to whip, but most of the people they beat were the desolate warriors of the previous night.

Last night's battle was full of ups and downs, and the result after the most was also satisfactory, except for the peak and the hunting fangs were hit hard, the losses of the Jīng Rui warriors were not large, only twelve people were killed in total, and more than twenty people were injured, compared to the desolate warriors they killed, it can be called a miracle of cold weapon combat.

But death is death, jīng rui warriors are all trained together, a comrade-in-arms who is stirred in a pot, killing or injuring anyone will make them feel uncomfortable, not to mention the death and injury of so many people, plus most of them have not rested well, and they are naturally angry in their hearts, and they are all sprinkled on the desolate warriors.

"It depends on the speed of the full head of reaction......."

Retracting his gaze from the wildness in the distance, Gao Feng muttered to himself, and behind him came a young warrior dressed as burly with a grim face, but looking at Gao Feng's back was full of heat.

"Great Elder, Tharlo is here with a cart, and they ask if they need help......

Xian Zhao's words brought Gao Feng back to his senses, and he looked down the mountain with his neck, but saw a long procession assembled below, a small cart for every two people, and the number of small carts reached more than five hundred, all of which came to transport grain, and on both sides of the team, there were hundreds of desolate warriors, all of whom were in a trance.

The team is not all men, there are seventy percent of the number of women, and Fan Yue has also mobilized the women and children in the tribe to the greatest extent, seeing these people, the apprehension in Gao Feng's heart has dissipated a lot, at least these people are behind him to support him.

"Let them quickly transfer the grain, how much can be transported, but it is really not possible to get the grain out of the river first, pile it up in the back, and wait for it to be transported slowly, whether we can hold it on our side or not, it is ...... to say."

Gao Feng told Xian Zhao for the first time that he was not sure, Xian Zhao was slightly stunned, touched the armor on his head, and said slowly with confidence:

"We must be able to hold it, our evil battles in the Northern Dragon Canyon have been defeated, and this time there is Lord Heavenly Claw to support us, once we ......."

"Alright, you go down, let Tharlo speed up, it won't be long before the war starts here again......

Shut down

Gao Feng didn't want to listen to this meaningless statement, and sent Xian Zhao away.

The reason why Gao Feng is not as optimistic as Xian Zhao is that he knows that the important xìng here is far beyond his expectations.

If you think about it carefully, last night's desolate warriors were not ordinary desolate warriors, each of them was a bloody and brave jīng rui, and on the premise of not using black sè thorns, he was still like a thug who had lost his mind, fearless of blood, fearless of life and death, and was definitely jīng's carefully selected jīng rui.

There are also four protectors, there are only thirteen protectors in Hengduan's original subordinates, not counting the full head, there are only twelve, one of them was killed by Yue Tanyi along with the full head, and the pole led people to kill one with a fire grenade, and there were only ten people left in the wilderness of the western wilderness, and forty percent of the protectors were put here, saying that it was not important here, and he didn't believe it when he killed Gao Feng.

In the case of confrontation with the Heavenly Claw, the most sharp desolate warriors are also gathered here, and so many protectors are arranged, maybe this is the real key point of Mantou, if it weren't for the strength of Tianclaw to make Mantou fearful, maybe the number of desolate warriors will reach more than three times.

Since they knew this, Gao Feng knew better than anyone what they were about to face, a crazy counterattack full of despair.

Gao Feng has been standing on the top of the mountain waiting for Mantou to counterattack, in his opinion, at the earliest in the middle of the night, at the latest tomorrow morning, Mantou will bring a mighty army, here to fight with him, once he insists until he is full of food, the situation in the western wilderness will be determined, and he and the Tianclaw tribe can really gain a foothold.

Only after gaining a foothold can the construction of Gao Feng's heart be launched, and Gao Feng is excited about this, because he has fallen in love with the feeling of building from scratch.

A pile of rocks was piled up one after another around them, and one more stone would give them a little more certainty of holding this place.

But Gao Feng was not happy, he was still entangled in the battle last night, the head-on battle between him and the Protector, not to mention anything else, as long as the woman who made him disgusting and greasy last night appeared, he would be completely contained, if he sent other Protectors again, or even did it himself, Jīng Sharp Warrior might not be able to stop it.

Last night, in order to achieve the effect of the surprise attack, the pole threw most of the grenades down, causing heavy casualties among the desolate people, and also making them almost exhausted of effective weapons against the shelterers, all of which have not been forgotten, but he really lacks high-end force in his hands.

Hunting fangs are seriously injured, and they can't be counted on in a short time, and the Heavenly Claw tribe is blocked on the other side, let alone can be counted on, the only thing he can count on is that the jīng warriors can delay time with their flesh and blood, but in terms of numbers, the desolate people will be more than them.

With all kinds of entanglements, Gao Feng has been standing on the top of the mountain, waiting for the enemy in the distance to appear, but he doesn't want the enemy to appear so early, one more minute, he has a little more certainty to defend, but when he sees the faint black line in the distant sky, all the tangled worries disappear into invisibility.

People's anxiety and irritability are worries about the arrival of terrible things, and once they really come, they no longer worry about them, and the most terrible result is this, and worries cannot be better. The boundless desolate army came from afar, making the bonding slaves who were laying stones sluggish, they stood on the top of the mountain, hooked their waists and looked into the distance, as if they were frightened by the momentum of the other party, these were all tribesmen, and the desolate warriors who were caught last night were a little moved, and were quickly suppressed by the jīng sharp warriors, but their eyes were a little more hopeful and fanatical.

Gao Feng saw the team in the distance, and the pole on the opposite hill also saw it, but he didn't have time to look more, he just drove the slaves to speed up, and Xian Zhao also woke up, making the Qinu Gate even busier, and there was no time to peek at the momentum of the desolate people.

Gao Feng never moved, he kept standing in place, from the appearance of the desolate man to the approach of the desolate man, everything was in his eyes.

It was like the great migration of the desolate people again, and at the end of the sky, countless desolate people poured towards this side in an endless way, among the desolate warriors, countless flags were erected in the queue, and the forest-like spears rose and fell with the movement of the desolate people, although they could not hear the movement, they could feel the loud sound of the waves roaring in their ears.