"Hurry up ~ hurry up again" Lu Ya rode on the motorcycle and kept urging the bear on the side to accelerate, the throttle had been screwed to the end by him, and thick black smoke was emitting from the back of the two motorcycles.

However, the size of the orcs is already huge and the weight of the wooden cart itself, the two motorcycles are equivalent to pulling a few tons of weight in total, which is definitely overloaded for this kind of old-fashioned nephew, so no matter how much Ruya urges, it is not much faster than running at full speed.

The few people sitting on the wooden cart behind also had anxious looks, all of them clenched their hands into fists, their eyes were red and staring at the boss, although they didn't speak all the way, but their inner eagerness was not less than that of Lu Ya. Normally, it seems to them to be very fast, but now it feels extremely slow.

"Boom~~~ Long···· Long··· There was a muffled thunder overhead, which at first felt quite far away, but by the last few roars it was already deafening, and the sky, which had been a little dark since the morning, had been clouded since then.

"Boom~" After a series of muffled thunders, there was a close-range sound, and the thunder exploded in the ears of everyone in Luya.

"Tick~Tick~" Finally, a few drops of water fell on everyone, and then a dense heavy rain fell from the sky.

This road was only walked a lot, and the grass on the road was trampled thinly, and it gradually became a road, and the soil on the road was immediately slippery when it was drenched by the rain, and this person was not very fast and the speed was a little slower.

"Is God trying to stop us!" Berry finally roared with no patience.

"Woo~ Brother Lu Ya, can we still catch up" Xiong Er was also anxious because of the current situation, and his voice was full of crying.

“······” At this moment, Lu Ya's eyes stared straight ahead, silent and silent, and he didn't blink even though the rain pierced his glasses.

At this moment Ruya felt his responsibility, at this moment Ruya recognized his insignificance and innocence, and at this moment Ruya was surrounded by deep remorse and anger. He regretted that he didn't cut the grass and eradicate the roots and leave the troubles, he was angry, and the other party fled back after seeing the benefits, and even led people to attack his own tribe. He knew that this was caused by his lack of maturity and strength, but it was too late to say this, and he only hoped that he and the others could rush back to the tribe as soon as possible.

"It has to be in time..." Ruya prayed in his heart.

The heavy rain not only hindered Lu Ya and the others, but also shrouded the sky above the Black Stone Tribe, the old patriarch standing behind the wall looked at the heavy rain in the sky and muttered to himself, "After this autumn rain, it will officially enter winter, I thought that this winter the clansmen would be warmly dressed, well fed, and have a better life, but I didn't expect it~~Hey"

"Patriarch, go back to the house first, it's raining too much," an orc aunt with a wooden fork next to her persuaded the old team leader.

"Yes, those people should not dare to attack, patriarch, you should go back first," a member of the hunting team also persuaded on the side.

Although the old patriarch is usually in good spirits and health, after all, he is old, and he has been standing from early morning to noon, and it has rained again, they are really worried that the old patriarch's body will not be able to hold on.

"Attention, everyone, they're rushing up," suddenly a lookout orc shouted.

When the people standing behind the gate heard this, they immediately lined up in formation, the wooden gate was not big, and standing in the first few rows were a team of hunters and young people, most of them holding spears and wooden shields, ready to stretch out their spears in the middle of the gap in the gate and stab the incoming enemies. Standing behind them were the remaining old and weak women and children, all of whom were holding temporary weapons such as wooden forks and sticks, and some half-grown children who had escaped despite the dissuasion of their families were also mixed in with some stones and other objects. More than 100 people nervously passed through the cracks in the wooden door, preparing for a cruel war where you either die or I die.

Outside the tribe, Lunsa and the five trainee wrestlers rushed to the front, leading the rest of the people to rush towards this side at full speed, their wide soles of their feet on the ground splashing muddy water, and the sound of their soles hitting the ground was like a drum song, which made the team of 30 strong orcs even more excited.

"Smack... The sound of the pistol sounded again, and Lunza hesitated because of this weapon in the early morning, but at this moment it appeared again but could not stop the advance of these people again, when a round of gunfire passed, only one person fell in the attacking team of the Qishui tribe, and the others still kept rushing at full speed, at this time they were only a few dozen meters away from the gate of the tribe, and the gunmen standing on the arrow tower even saw a black mole hidden in Lensa's beard. The gunner immediately reloaded with slightly trembling hands, and when he poked his head out again, he found that the enemy was already approaching. After the "snap" gunshot, the gunman snorted and covered his arm and fell into the arrow tower, his arm holding the gun was pierced by the arrows all the time, but the pistol was still firmly in his hand.

Gritting his teeth and breaking the feathered arrow, the spearman switched to another hand and continued to shoot at the enemy in front of the tribe's gate, only one arm was wounded, and he had to pay attention to the archers in the enemy ranks, which made his rate of fire much slower.

Everyone in the Qishui tribe also generally knew the power of the pistol, and a few people in the team were specially assigned to hold wooden shields above their heads, and the rest of them concentrated on attacking the gate.

At this moment, the gate was already muddy, and the muddy water was mixed with bright red blood. The six Lensa men were at the front of the spear with their wooden shields blocking the barrels, and then each held a weapon to meet the weapons stretched out from the tribe. Lensa, in particular, picked up a wooden-handled iron in his other hand and stabbed the mace against the wooden door one after another, and from time to time there was the groan of the wooden door and the snapping of spears.

The rain became heavier and heavier, causing a visual impact on both offensive and defensive sides, which also caused frequent mistakes on both sides, and injuries began to appear gradually.

The gunfire on the arrow tower has stopped for more than ten minutes, not that the gunman has an accident, but there are no bullets, the dozens of bullets left by Lu Ya when he left have all been consumed, but the results are not very good, because the other party has already prepared to protect the vital parts, so the pistol on the arrow tower only caused a total of 5 enemies to fall to the ground directly, although the rest of the people were hit, but the gun did not hurt the vital point and continued to fight.

The Qishui tribe should also notice that after waiting for a while, there was no sound again, and they knew that the other party should have used up that weapon. It seemed that they had all received some signal, and the strength of the Qishui tribe's attack suddenly became stronger.

The wooden door of the tribe was already crumbling at this moment, and it had become tattered under the full force of the only wrestler on the battlefield, and it could collapse completely at any moment. You know, this is a wooden door made of the hardest wood the tribe can find, it is extremely hard, not to mention very heavy, and the pistol hitting it only leaves a small nest that has just lost the bullet. But under the bombardment of a wrestler, he was about to be crushed.

"Boom~click..." The mace in Lunsa's hand fell on the wooden door again, merging with the thunder in the sky, and the gate of the tribe finally broke.

"Poof~" A member of the hunting team standing behind the door couldn't dodge and was hit by a mace that broke into the door, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and his body flew out upside down, and the two people who supported him behind him were also knocked out by the force, and fell to the ground several steps together. The two of them couldn't help but show a look of horror when they looked at the Lenza fence that broke into the door, and they were deeply shocked by the great power when they saw the strength of the wrestler for the first time.

"Hahaha, finally smashed that broken door, scream, you," a hideous-looking orc roared at the Blackstone Tribe in front of him after rushing through the gate.

There was a soft sound of "bang", and a stone hit his head right on, making his arrogant face suddenly look in the direction where the stone was flying, it was a half-human-tall child who was still holding his hand in the air and did not withdraw it, and his immature little face was full of anger. This turn of events made the orc completely berserk, "I'm going to tear you little bastard", he howled and was about to rush at the child, but was stopped by the hunting party and the young man who surrounded him, and for a moment blood splattered, and the surrounding area became a mess.

Lensalis's strength can be regarded as an absolute crushing after entering the crowd, every time he swings his mace, a member of the Blackstone tribe flies out, and most of them are difficult to get up again, just a few minutes The young and strong members of the Blackstone tribe and the hunting team basically lost their combat effectiveness, and the team of the Qishui tribe also fell 7 people, but the main combat strength of Lensa and the other 5 trainee wrestlers are not less, even if only 6 of them can crush the remaining group of old, weak, sick and disabled.

"Well, there's the old guy too" Lunsar suddenly found that two white lights suddenly lit up at a trainee wrestler who was still fighting on one side, he knew that it was a unique sign when the priest cast a sacrificial spell, and after the light dissipated, the trainee wrestler who was originally comfortable and had some advantages suddenly doubled the pressure, and the muscles on the two ordinary orcs of the Blackstone tribe swelled as if they had taken stimulants, and the speed and strength of the attack increased significantly, and the trainee wrestler was disrupted by the sudden change, and he was pierced through the abdomen by a spear that did not hold a stabbing spear, and slowly fell。

It was only a few seconds from the white light to the time when the trainee wrestler fell to the ground, which gave Lensa no time to react and could only watch a trainee wrestler die in front of his eyes. This is not an ordinary orc, even if the strength of a medium-sized tribe like their Qishui tribe is very important, every trainee wrestler is valued.

Seeing that the two Blackstone tribesmen were about to continue to charge towards another warband, Lunza rushed forward in three steps and two steps and swung his mace vigorously.

"Poof~poof" twice, the two who were still very brave just now just joined forces to block Lensa's stick, and the second stick was swung out and the two of them vomited blood and flew out.

The old patriarch, who was sitting by the wall, slowly closed his eyes and sighed vigorously.

"Hey~ God won't help me Blackstone Tribe"