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"They built walls outside the valley, and they had positions"

In the small bamboo building of the Red Moon Tribe, the patriarch Huo Biao was holding a small knife to cut meat and eat it, and when he heard the report of his subordinates, he couldn't help but sigh a little, and then let out a disdainful laugh. 【Reading.com】

The tall and thin elder sneered: "Patriarch, we were worried about slipping through the net before, but now we can rest assured, the tighter and stronger they build, the more difficult it will be to escape."

A few days ago, the patriarch had signed an agreement with the undead leader of the Valley of the Dead, and at that time, an army of two thousand undead would take the lead, and they could kill everyone with a single charge.

In the war between the human tribes, it is taboo to have undead to participate in the war after all, so even if they want to keep this secret, they have to kill everyone in the White Moon Tribe.

So in their opinion, the White Moon tribe blocked the only exit from the valley, which was actually doing them a favor.

The smile on Huo Biao's dark face did not decrease, and he touched his bare head with oil, and sneered: "Just let that Xiao Qiang toss, the child who has not grown all the hair, with two hundred old, weak, sick and disabled warriors, just wants to stop my pace of revenge, it's just wishful thinking."

Perhaps thinking of the revenge of killing his son again, the horizontal flesh on Huo Biao's face twitched fiercely, and asked in a dark voice: "Have all the warriors from other tribes arrived?"

"Patriarch, of the eight tribes attached to us, five have sent warriors and demonic beast legions, only the Sanshi tribe has not arrived, they just sent some food and jerky, and it seems that they are still hesitating. ”

Huo Biao was angry, and snorted coldly: "These three tribes used to be vassals of the White Moon, and when the White Moon tribe is destroyed, they will be next"

The tall and thin elder smiled proudly and said, "Patriarch, we have gathered two thousand warriors and four hundred demonic beast troops, and it is not a problem to be able to sweep the entire southwest, presumably the Grand Alliance will praise the patriarch after knowing about it."

Huo Biao nodded, and said with a blank expression: "What the big alliance wants is the Moon Sacrifice Flag." We'll give them well, and as long as they don't meddle in my southwestern affairs, I don't care about any compliments. ”

The Moon Sacrifice Flag, condensed with the power of faith, is the foundation of the existence of the dark altar of each tribe, and legend has it that every flag has magical power, but what power is there. Huo Biao didn't care, and he didn't want to know. The big leagues have the ambitions of the big leagues, and he has the ambitions of the fiery ones.

"Pass the order, and in three days, set foot in the White Moon Valley"

"Yes"

In the vast snowfield, heavy snow fell, and on an ice field to the west of the Red Moon Valley, a lone army slowly advanced forward.

They are made of ice and snow, or in the form of a human, or in the form of a monster. The hollow eye sockets look ahead, and when the cold wind blows into their eye sockets, it emits a high-pitched and piercing sound of wind.

The army of two thousand undead, led by the leader of the undead, marched forward silently, leaving only deep and shallow footprints where they had gone, and then they were erased by the snow.

The undead leader wears tattered armor with a flicked sleeve. With a blood-colored helmet on his head, he sat on the back of a huge bone wolf, two ghostly lights dancing in his eyes, and he slowly raised his hand when he saw a battle flag with a white moon on a black background fluttering in the distant sky. Signal the army to stop advancing.

It had been on this continent for thousands of years, and it had never known what fear was, but just now, when it saw the battle flag, it clearly caught a trace of danger, and it produced a trace of fear

"Maybe it's been a long time since I've been in contact with living things. The undead leader muttered.

Three days passed quickly, this morning. It was probably dusk, and the inhabitants of the White Moon Tribe were still busy nervously, and when they heard the sound of horns coming from the mouth of the valley, they stopped one after another.

The Baiyun White Gate priest appeared on the slope of the back mountain, held his staff high, and raised his voice: "Enter the cave"

War has finally come

The people of Hakutsuki looked extremely calm, and after finishing the task at hand, they returned home, picked up the package they had prepared long ago, and with the help of more than thirty reserve samurai, rushed to the shelter on the back hillside.

The Dark Altar sits on the back hillside, and if the White Moon Tribe falls, all of them will build a flesh and blood defense line to defend their altar

At the mouth of the valley, on the tall ice and snow city wall, Xiao Qiang was dressed in dragon scale battle armor, standing as tall as a javelin, looking at a black line approaching in the distance with a cold gaze, his calm and calm affection made the warriors on the city wall ashamed, and they also straightened their waists and looked towards the advancing enemy.

Boom, boom, boom

Two thousand Red Moon Coalition troops and four hundred Demon Beast Legions lined up in two phalanxes, marching in a neat pace, like an ancient chariot, heading towards the valley.

As they traveled, snow powder and ice chips flew in the sky, enveloping their figures, and the reflection of the blood moon shimmered with a small cold light.

The earth trembled, the walls trembled, and the hearts of every White Moon warrior trembled.

Although they had been prepared for a long time, they couldn't help but feel frightened when they saw the Red Moon Coalition coming like a tide, and everyone's hearts lifted.

Ten miles, eight miles, five miles, five miles away, the Red Moon Coalition suddenly stopped, standing quietly in the wind and snow, as if frozen into a statue, motionless, such a strange scene made the defenders on the city wall even more nervous.

Could it be that they were shocked by the ice and snow battle array arranged by Xiao Qiangren

Also puzzled are Xiao Qiang and Luo Tiancheng, of course they know that a battle formation can't stop the flames of Huo Biao's revenge at all, and the other party suddenly stopped, it must have other intentions.

At this moment, the jade spirit in Xiao Qiang's body suddenly came out, shaking his little tail, and couldn't wait to send out his thoughts to his master.

Xiao Qiang was surprised, and according to Yu Ling's instructions, he raised his arm, and the undead bracelet on his wrist shone with a circle of black light, and the black light curtain instantly formed, and a group of moving black dots suddenly appeared in front of the right side of the light curtain

Xiao Qiang looked at the black points of light moving on the map of the undead, his heart was shocked, and he said in surprise: "Jade Spirit, you mean, it is an army of two thousand undead."

Yu Ling nodded vigorously, shook his little tail, and then shyly drilled towards Xiao Qiang's palm, and began to push his master's palm with his little head.

Yuling's trick is learned from Xiaozhu Ling, this is called coquettishness, as long as you are coquettish, the master will let you eat more

Xiao Qiang felt the itching of his subordinates, and couldn't help but smile faintly: "Okay, as long as you have a good appetite, two thousand undead tadpoles are all yours."

Yu Ling couldn't help but be overjoyed, and waved his little tail even more diligently, knowing that it had been hungry for a long time. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation