The breeze brings the coolness of autumn, the trees on the shore are sparse but still green, the grass by the water is a little yellow, and the river is sparkling in the sun.

A dry trunk continued to move rapidly in the river, piling up small waves at its head, and there were many thick arms on the trunk, and on the palms of the hands held spears, broadswords and other sharp weapons, and there were more than two dozen heads sticking out of the water, and if you looked closely, there was a hideous dog head mixed with it.

Needless to say, these people who borrowed the buoyancy of dead tree trunks to wade across the river were Su Ming of the Fire Tribe.

Originally, they wanted to continue to move in concealment at the foot of the mountain, but when they arrived at this place, they encountered a huge cliff, and there was no way to go.

Although the sun had been shining all day, the water in the river was still bitterly cold, so in order to increase the safety of crossing the river, they had to find a large tree that had dried up to cross the river quickly.

But what Su Ming didn't know was that a pair of eyes full of cold murderous intent had been paying close attention to them when they crossed the river, and behind a hill not far from them, there were more than thirty huge white-clawed wolves lying quietly.

Su Ming, who was throwing the water on the animal skin, didn't know anything about it, and under this beautiful blood-like sunset, dangerous footsteps were quietly approaching.

It turned out that when the leader of the white-clawed wolf observed the surrounding environment, he found the cliff and judged that if Su Ming and the others wanted to return to their group, then this was the place they had to pass. His speed must be much faster than theirs, as long as he doesn't reveal his traces, he can wait for them to come to the door automatically.

Now the facts proved that its judgment was not wrong, and they had indeed crossed the water from the opposite side.

The prey has now been found, caught in its trap, and the hunt can begin.

The leader nodded to the surrounding wolves, and suddenly the white-clawed wolf pack was divided into three squads, two of which began to stand up and quietly outflank Su Ming and them in the left and right directions, while the remaining team slowly crawled towards the top of the hill under the leadership of the leader.

Su Ming shook the water on the animal skin clothes on their bodies fiercely, and it was estimated that they would be able to dry it in an hour. But time waits for no one, they put it on their bodies and are ready to continue on their way.

Whew—

A high-pitched and loud roar with a bit of joy and resentment came from not far away, and at the same time, the figures of large groups of white-clawed wolves continued to emerge from three sides, letting out terrifying low roars, and grinning to reveal the rows of huge white fangs, slowly approaching Su Ming and them.

"Brothers, it seems that this time it is a catastrophe. Hold on to your weapons, even if you die, kill them a little, and show them the power of our Fire Tribe. Prepare to fight to the death!" Su Ming held the spear tightly in his hand, and now there was no way to retreat, but to fight against the water. You must show all your strength, and you have to help them hurt at the beginning, hoping that the other party can take the lead in not being able to bear the huge losses and choose to retreat. It's a slim hope, but I'm going to give it a try.

With the appearance of the white-clawed wolf, the warriors of the Fire Tribe happened to find a place in a figure-eight terrain next to them, and spontaneously lined up into a human wall, and the sharp Mitsubishi black iron spearheads pointed outward, and suddenly a simple spear formation composed of more than twenty spears was formed. It's a pity that the giant crossbow was discarded when they crossed the river for the first time, otherwise now Su Ming and they could send long-range attacks and start killing them to reduce the pressure they faced later.

In the face of the approaching white-clawed wolves, the chill on the faces of the warriors became stronger and stronger, and the hearts that were beating violently due to the face of a death battle now began to become soothed, the fear of death was decreasing, and the battle intent in their hearts was strengthening.

A brutal battle, on the verge of breaking out!

On the vast plain, there was a small but formidable procession marching, and I saw a neatly arranged array of heavily armed tribal knights walking in front of the procession, and behind the procession was a huge ballista formation composed of four-wheeled carriages equipped with giant crossbows.

"Whew-"

The procession, which had been marching quietly, was suddenly interrupted by a penetrating roar from afar, and soon a small group of tribal scout knights broke away from the team directly, raised their horsewhips and accelerated to search in the direction of the sound. The large army continued to march forward quickly, and the knights on the two-horned horses did not make any move, but the carriage troops behind the team, the warriors on it had already begun to wind their giant crossbows, and the wooden boxes for storing crossbow arrows were constantly opened, so that they could be equipped with crossbow arrows at any time to attack.

Among the white-clawed wolves that were constantly approaching, five or six of them came out and suddenly one accelerated, and their huge bodies, with their big mouths full of sharp teeth, attacked Su Ming and them directly.

Quickly entered Su Ming's attack distance, and he was running the spiritual power of his whole body at high speed, which was also an acceleration, and he directly entered the prominent attack group of the white-clawed wolf. He held a sharp black iron long knife in each of his hands, making a super spinning top attack in the white-clawed wolf pack.

His speed was too fast, and the white-clawed wolf in the attack didn't react at all, and was constantly slashed on his body by the big knives that flew up like fan blades, and suddenly blood fell like rain, falling on the ground, splashing on the withered yellow blades of grass, and spraying all over Su Ming's body.

A series of miserable howls continued to sound, and I saw that the white-clawed wolves passing by him had all turned into crippled wolves and seriously injured wolves with either broken legs or huge blood fountain wounds on their bodies.

These white-clawed wolves, who had lost most of their strength, were then attacked by the tribal warriors waiting behind with spears, and suddenly the wails became more tragic and gradually subsided until they disappeared, leaving behind the still warm corpses of the five or six huge white-clawed wolves who took the lead in attacking.

Looking at the corpse of the white-clawed wolf that had fallen to the ground, and then seeing Su Ming as if he was nothing, the leader felt the thorniness of the problem, and with just one tentative attack, he actually killed all the attacking clan warriors.

If you carry out a full-scale attack regardless of the losses, even if you finally annihilate these enemies, how many people on your side will survive in the end.

You must know that the competition between the various wild beast races on this plain is very cruel, and each race is eager to dominate everything they see, especially between the same carnivorous wild beasts, as long as they do not pay attention to their weak side, they will face the danger that the race will be destroyed at any time.

Therefore, the Savage Behemoth Race is not overwhelmingly strong, and will not have too strong conflicts with other races, so as to avoid weakening the strength of their own race and being attacked by other competitors. Of course, it's a different story for the savage beasts who haven't turned on their minds yet.

The first reason why one's own race can safely form an alliance with the other two races is because one's own race has a magical plant called wind grass, and the second is the strong strength of one's own race. Otherwise, because of the magical wind grass that his own clan has, I am afraid that the other two races would have eaten all the scum of the belt bones long ago.

So what do you do now? Do you go on the offensive or do you choose something else?