Chief Greyhead stood in the crown of the highest tree on the terrace, the original lush thousand-year-old tree, now only a bare trunk and branches, all the leaves and book covers were blown away by the gale, and the tree was no longer alive. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Grey-headed Eagle let the snowflake-like dust fall on his body, making him a fledgling artifact, but his eyes were still bright.

The tree was the second batch of reserves of the tribe, these were all seventeen or eighteen-year-old children, and the weapons in their hands were only some old assault rifles that Hua Hanxing had eliminated, and each of them had only received more than a hundred rounds of light energy bullets.

If such a combat force wants to fight against the regular army of the Black Left armed to the teeth, it is obviously impossible to win, but the chief has no choice.

"Children, you are the second group of reserves, and before you, the three brawlers of the tribe have already rushed out, and forty-five half-armor men have also broken out...... Don't blame me, I let them break through, they shouldn't die here, they should go to the main peak of the god of songs and the great chieftain soldiers......"

"Why!" The Grey-headed Eagle Chief roared, "Because I, the Song Barbarians, are too weak, and because of me, we simply don't have the strength to fight the enemy head-on...... Rather than let them die with us in the tribe, it is better to fight for a possibility...... Victory is possible! ”

"Well, they have successfully broken through, all the adult men in the tribe have rushed forward, I don't know how long they can withstand the enemy, but I can tell you the truth, our chances ......of victory are not very good," Bai Du Yi Yan Song Pavilion chopped his mouth in the new chapter L

"But we have no choice, the enemy's butcher's knife has been raised, so that the bombardment does not distinguish between the enemy and us, it has already shown the attitude of the Black Left army, they do not want to take prisoners, they want to kill us completely......"

"Children, the adults have rushed up, and the old people of the first reserve have also rushed up just now, and now they can only send you to fight, at this moment you are no longer children, you are the warriors of the tribe......"

Elder Gray-headed Eagle burst into tears of excitement, and he exclaimed, "If you can't stand it, then you have to go to the woman, and we still have children when the woman dies...... Knowing that in the end my old bones will make one last prayer for the corpses of all of you, and then I will be the last warrior of the Eagle Tribe, and I will die in the way of the charge......"

"Well, so be it! Children, let's die bravely......"

The children of the Eagle Head tribe, who were extremely sad and angry, did not feel fear and loss at all, and the chief's ominous declaration of war inspired the war spirit in their hearts.

"Fight to the death...... Attack the enemy! The childish voice shook the sky, and more than a thousand children turned their heads and rushed into the darkness, leaving the chief alone in the canopy of the tree to weep.

"Is this our end? Has the Eagle Tribe, which has been stretching for thousands of years, come to an end? Hahaha...... Even the Goman Star has come to an end, how can we be spared...... Grandma, even if I die, I'm going to pull a bunch of cushions! ”

The ruthless chieftain took out one high-explosive grenade after another from his pocket, and he strung all the safety with wire, and the nine grenades were hung around his neck like a necklace in the end, and as long as he pulled out one of the safety, the other grenades would explode together.

"Death is death, who is afraid of whom! Grandpa, I'm stumbling with you......"

At the roar of his rage, a group of scarf-wrapped women retreated with a wounded man on their backs. The chief jumped from the tree to see if the injuries were serious? Did you hurt it? ”

The ambulance team composed of women was tired and out of breath at this time, and many women bent over and coughed violently...... Chief, it's really not good, our people didn't die under the enemy's fire, but a large number of them were choked to death, you see this sky full of ashes, our people can't breathe......"

It turned out that when the Black Left army attacked the Falcon Terrace, the ashes in the sky and the lead clouds in the sky had affected the visibility of the army, because they were afraid of accidentally injuring their own people, so the Black Left only invested two regiments of infantry to attack the platform from the east and west, and did not invest heavy weapons.

The terrain of the Falcon Terrace is complex and changeable, coupled with the fact that the Black Left Army has no heavy firepower and air support, and more importantly, the visibility is now too low, no different from a field battle, so the battle was very unsmooth from the beginning.

The ghost-like Eagle Tribe warriors attacked the army from one hidden place after another, and they changed places with one shot, and in just half an hour, the Black Left army had 400 minions, and the two regiment commanders were about to collapse at the moment.

But half an hour later, the incessant coughing sound in the opposite position made the two regiment commanders realize the turning point, and then through the examination of the enemy's corpses, they found that many of the warriors of the Eagle Tribe were choked to death.

The Black Left Army has tactical helmets that provide soldiers with pure oxygen and air filtration, and can even casually drink a refreshing drink from a straw.

If the two regiment commanders are ready to launch an onslaught, he can also temporarily issue some stimulants to boost the morale of these soldiers, which is the benefit of high technology.

However, apparently the Falcon Tribe did not have such good equipment, they could only tie a tattered scarf around their mouth and nose to barely resist the entrance of the ashes, but it had no effect, and as the battle continued to prolong, there were more and more Eagle warriors who were not reduced in combat.

"Very good, boys of the black left, keep the enemy suppressed, attack rhythmically, don't fall in love, let this sky full of flying ashes choke the enemy to death...... Let them hell, long live the black left! Long live the crown prince! ”

The gray-headed eagle smashed his fist on the trunk of the tree, and the huge ancient tree clicked, and the crack climbed from the ground directly to the canopy...... Why do you punish us like this...... What exactly are we doing wrong? ”

The chief stood up, picked up a worn-out assault rifle from the ground, and said in a very lonely voice, "Let's all mobilize it...... It's time for the jade to break, let's die together......"

Countless figures gradually gathered around the ancient tree, including six or seven-year-old children and elderly women, and the last bit of vitality of the entire eagle tribe was also gathered together.

There weren't that many weapons to give to them, all the Grey Eagle could do was give each of them a grenade, "The enemy is dead, that is, we die, don't be afraid, I will take you back to the arms of the god of songs......"

Speaking of this, the gray-headed eagle's mood suddenly collapsed completely, he hugged a child who was only six or seven years old and cried bitterly, he knew that the eagle tribe was going to perish today.

The ancient tree's cry shook the sky, everyone clenched the grenade, followed the chief to cry all the way, and walked all the way to the battlefield, the scene was extremely tragic!

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