He is the leader of the tribe of the earth, as a member of the protectors, but the earth is not like the black claw, always showing deformed arms as a means of deterrence, he is like an old farmer in the previous life, with vicissitudes of life cheeks and a wide smile, and is very kind to everyone.

This leader with a national character face, thick eyebrows and small eyes is not much different from his subordinates, he is doing in front of a bunch of stinky tribal warriors, squinting at the killing on the wall, the sandstorm has also caused losses to the Diqian tribe, the sweeping quicksand is like a stream, pouring into the pit dug by the Diqian tribe for generations, blocking one exit after another, so that many people lost their lives in suffocation.

Therefore, the Diqian tribe did not lack food and fuel, what they lacked was the population, the deed slaves who could grow sand dates, and the slave girls who gave birth to children.

A warrior of the tribe flew upside down from the wall, and fell heavily into the red sand that had not yet been cleared, splashing up patches of dust, which made the earth ruffle frown, and the next moment, the warrior of the tribe got up from the sand again, roared angrily, and rushed towards the wall again, making him crack his big yellow teeth and bite the dirty bread in his hand beautifully.

"Something is wrong, Fur and Three-Eyed have not heard from them yet..."

A tribal warrior of some age walked slowly to the side of the earth and whispered to him, the earth god only stared at the wall in the killing, and did not pay attention to these news, and seemed to be a little slow to react, but after the elder finished speaking, he turned around and left, he knew that the earth was not open to the earth and that the earth knew it in his heart, and he didn't need to say more.

He ate the bread in his hand with relish, and picked up the dregs that had fallen and stuffed them into his mouth, and the ground ruffle, who had barely allowed his fingers, suddenly stood up and roared loudly: "Children, are you afraid? Are you timid? Do you still have the courage..."

"Huh..."A crazy roar rushed to the sky around him, forming a huge wave of sound and smashing on the wall, making the guards above tremble their legs one by one.

"We waited five days for Blackclaw to appear, and now I tell you, Blackclaw is dead, and the Blackclaw tribe has no shelterers..."

The earth's blushing announcement of the good news sparked cheers like a sea of cheers again.

"Now, the warriors of the Blackclaw tribe have suffered countless casualties, and there are only a group of Venture Slaves and a group of children who are still eating nǎi in front of you, are you still afraid?"

The ground ruffles were demoralizing again, but no one cheered, glaring at the defenders on the wall, snorting and panting, and it would be a shame for the wilderness people if they were held back in this way.

"Their women, their grain, and their cattle are waiting for you, what are you waiting for? Go for it..."

At this point, the earth ruffle waved his right hand, and in the roar like a mountain collapse and a sea crack, countless tribal warriors rushed forward with a roar, like a huge fanged knife slashing towards the wall.

The sound of trebuchets was heard inside and outside the walls at the same time, and one after another burning dry dung masses crossed in the air and fell towards the camps of both sides, emitting pungent black smoke, not someone being hit by the dry dung mass, screaming and crushing sparks rolling.

Countless throwing guns shuttled back and forth, chiseled out a bloody wave in their respective formations, and the teenagers who threw stones on the wall howled hysterically, smashing the stones in their hands one by one.

The corpses with the throwing guns would be turned into hedgehogs in the rain of throwing guns, and then dragged to the pile below, where the throwing guns would be taken away and the bodies would be held by their mothers and weeping bitterly.

No one retreated, no one fled, they stood on the top of the wall and surrounded their families, holding out for the sake of the tribe until the last moment, when they fought not for the Great Paw, but for themselves.

The war was very unfavorable to the Blackclaw tribe, and the big claw cleaned up too many opponents, causing many departments to operate poorly, especially the second elder was killed, resulting in the loss of weapons that could not be replenished, no one supervised logistics, and no one organized the manufacture of throwing guns and other consumable equipment, which made the battle on the front line more and more difficult.

If the Earth Tribe attacked the Black Claw Tribe in one fell swoop at this time, they would be surprised to find that a large number of healing potions were stored in the warehouse and no one used them, in addition to these, there were countless materials for making throwing spears and spears that no one cared about.

The war became more and more critical, and finally, at the moment when the Blackclaw tribe was about to be broken through, countless slave girls broke out, and the children they hoped to become tribal warriors died on the wall, so that they broke out in grief, in despair of losing all hope, they spontaneously picked up anything that could be used as a weapon, the fanged knives of the fallen warriors, the broken spears, the throwing spears without the head of the spear, and the sand rakes for farming, the broken wooden sticks, and the ordinary stones rushed up to the wall, and they went crazy to fight back against the strong warriors.

It was these women who led to the ultimate failure, and the main targets of the Earth Cultivator were these women and the Covenant Slaves, so he didn't want to suffer too many casualties, so in this case, he could only take the initiative to order a retreat, and let the Black Claw tribe breathe a sigh of relief.

For this defeat, the earth is not angry, nor is he angry with others, on the contrary, he is like a psychological counselor, talking to each warrior, telling them that failure is not because they do not work hard, dissolving the shadow of failure, raising the morale of the tribal warriors, and mobilizing everyone's hearts.

The warriors of the tribe admired the earth rein very much, even to the point that they were willing to go to the soup and fire, and no one doubted that as long as the earth rein gave the order, even if they chopped off their own arms, they were willing.

Among the tribes of the Western Wilderness, only the tribal warriors of the earth are the most fearless of death, but after the earth relents to pacify the tribal warriors, after returning to their tents, they suddenly changed their faces, like an angry lion, a lion trapped in an iron cage walked back and forth, letting out a violent and low roar.

"Di Li, they are coming...", the Great Elder respectfully reported to Di Qi outside, and in an instant, Di Li's face changed again, and a kind and kind smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and even his eyes were clear and elegant.

"Jacob, thank you for your hard work, the fur may not come back this time, he has done great things for the tribe, he can't help but reward, let his three sons join the warriors, let them prove themselves on the battlefield."

Di Yan slapped the Great Elder's shoulder with a smile, making the Great Elder's head continue to fall, becoming more and more respectful, so that the satisfaction in Di Qian's eyes rose slightly, and then walked in another direction, behind him, the Great Elder did not straighten his waist until he could not hear the footsteps, and wiped the sweat on his forehead in fear.

The elders of Yada are until, the three sons of the hairy are finished, as long as they appear on the battlefield, even if an enemy does not see it, they will die because of various accidents, and he is the only one in the entire tribe who really recognizes this seemingly gentle, but narrow-minded leader, but the hairy slightly offended the authority of the earth, and fell into the fate of the death of the clan, how can he not palpitate?

But what made Jacob's heart palpitate even more was the means of the earth rin to the warriors below, no one dared to say that the prestige of the historical leader of the earth rin could surpass the current one, and the earth rin tribe would inevitably carry forward the hands of this earth ritual, but the Jacob elders also had other worries in their hearts, just like now, those people that the earth rin came into contact with, those who should not appear in the western wilderness.