The sunset is like blood, the cold wind is like a knife, and the earth is bloody.

"Hold on! all up, hold it off for me!" Ma Liu's hoarse voice kept coming out of the crowd, and looking at his bloodshot eyes, you could feel how much pressure he was under now.

The battle had been going on for almost two hours, and the three wooden fences arranged in the canyon had been knocked down twice, and now the enemy was storming the third.

Unlike the two fences in front, where only a few archers are guarding and can retreat at any time, this is a narrow place in the entire canyon, and it is also a favorable defensive point, which can be defended with a small number of warriors, offsetting the opponent's huge numerical advantage.

Hei Er and Su Ming's order was also to defend the third fence, and gave a death order, without which it was strictly forbidden to retreat.

Now not only the warriors of the Ma tribe and the tooth tribe have all gone up, but the warriors of the fire tribe have also joined the defense at this time.

The two sides seem to want to put all their chips on this, and no matter how big their casualties are, they are bent on offense and defense, and they want to decide the victory or defeat with the other side in one fell swoop.

As the attacker, the flower tribe also felt the fierceness of the opponent's resistance, and wanted to break through this fence, but it was not as easy as the previous two fences.

At the foot of the fence, there are now piles of corpses, falling to the ground horizontally and vertically, both from the Hua tribe and Su Ming.

The number of those corpses is about more than a thousand, and the number is constantly increasing, and the fallen corpses occupy a large amount of ground, which begins to affect the offensive rhythm of both sides.

The leader of the flower tribe, on a slightly raised high ground, looked at the battle situation in front of him from a distance, although he could not see it very clearly, but there were still soldiers who kept transmitting the situation on the front line, so that he could control the accurate situation on the battlefield and make correct judgments.

Now the news from the front line is generally good, although the loss of personnel is much more than that of the other side, but the leader is not distressed, because those are not their own warriors, all of them are warriors of affiliated tribes or slave warriors.

The number of people on the other side is also much less than on his side, so if he consumes it like this, at most one meal (half an hour), the other party will definitely not be able to bear it at first, and will choose to retreat, then he can take advantage of the situation to recover the Red Mountain.

Hearing the constant shouts of killing in the distance, the leader felt extremely relieved to see that victory was already in sight, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, revealing a shallow smile.

"Su Ming, did you say that the people from the Vine Tribe and the Tree Tribe came back? It's time now, but I still haven't seen them. If we continue to fight like this, we will almost lose it. Looking at the fierce battle in front of him, Hei Er couldn't help but be a little worried.

Although the back road is ready, you can guarantee your own safety and will not be surrounded and annihilated by the enemy. But if this strategy is not carried out this time, then they will lose the opportunity to stay here and avenge the death of the warrior.

If they don't grasp such a good opportunity, it means that they have secretly reached an agreement with the Flower Tribe, and maybe even encircle and suppress Su Ming and them together, and then it will be really troublesome.

"Wait, wait. Give another hundred casualties, and as soon as the number arrives and they don't show up, then we will immediately retreat. Su Ming crossed the fierce battlefield, and a large group of war donkey knights looked into the dense forest on the hill.

What the hell are they doing, the appointed time has come, why didn't their ambush come out.

Could it be that they really made contact with the Flower Tribe and made a deal?

Although Su Ming didn't show that kind of anxiety after hearing Hei Er's words, he would also feel depressed in his heart.

I couldn't help asking: Why are those ambush soldiers not the warriors of the Fire Tribe, so that they can command like arms, and they don't have to worry about whether the other party has defected. It's a really bad feeling.

One, two... Seventy, seventy-one......

The number of casualties on the Fire Tribe's side is constantly increasing, and it has reached eighty, and it is almost reaching the limit set by Su Ming, but the warriors of the Vine Tribe and the Tree Tribe still have not appeared.

Failed?

Looking at the distance, Su Ming suddenly showed a happy smile, haha......

The laughter changed from small and slow, slowly to rapid and loud, and along his line of sight, he could see countless warriors, who were charging fiercely towards this side, and the ambush soldiers came out.

Su Ming breathed a heavy sigh of relief, his hanging heart finally landed, and he felt extremely relaxed all over his body. He pulled out the two black iron knives directly from the ground, jumped off the mound, and ran quickly towards the front line.

"The ambush soldiers are out, everyone resist together!"

Su Ming's excited shouts were clearly heard by the crowd on the side of the road along the road he ran, whether it was the warriors of the Fire Tribe or the warriors of the Flower Tribe.

We still have ambush soldiers, this news is like a booster, injected into the hearts of the Fire Tribe warriors.

The low morale became incomparably high, driving away the mood that was about to fall into despair, bringing endless hope.

Every tired warrior, desperately squeezing all the strength in his body and ready to stay and run, must hold this line of defense.

Compared to the warriors of the Fire Tribe, the situation has become worse compared to the Flower Tribe attacking on the opposite side.

After hearing the other party shouting that their ambush had arrived, the warriors of the flower tribe still didn't believe it, thinking it was the other party's trick, but the warriors in the back stopped shouting and cheering, and stood and listened carefully.

It turned out that they really had ambush soldiers, so that the fire that had been ignited by the thought that victory would be imminent was suddenly extinguished by a touch of ice water.

They had to wonder if this was the other party's conspiracy to deliberately lure them into this canyon.

There is a fire tribe blocking in front, and there are ambushes attacking in the back, and there are steep cliffs on both sides, no matter how you look at it, you feel like you have fallen into a dead place.

The huge strong contrast caused the morale of the warriors of the Flower Tribe to drop rapidly, and the intensity of the attack suddenly became smaller.

When the sound of the horn of retreat was heard from behind, the morale was directly destroyed, and the large group of warriors rushed directly towards the outside of the canyon.

Everyone wanted to leave the canyon immediately, join up with the other teams, rush out together, and leave the encirclement of the other side.

The attacking Flower Tribe warriors retreated, looking at the countless figures that had already gone away, all the warriors on Su Ming's side couldn't help but be paralyzed on the ground.

In the face of so many enemy attacks, the spirit of each warrior was tense, and his mind was constantly consumed by a large amount. Now that the crisis is over, the tense nerves suddenly relax, and they all feel extremely tired, not from the physical but from the mental.

Ha, ha, ha-

Everyone sat on the blood-soaked land, turned their heads, looked at the warriors around them, and couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably.

They do have the right to laugh out loud, and in the face of a frantic attack by an enemy five times their size, they not only hold their positions, but also wait for a late ambush, and they are real warriors to be proud of.

After this life-and-death struggle, a rich battle friendship was inherited between the three tribes. After all, at the beginning, there was a clear distinction, and then the personnel in the back were chaotic and crossed, and in that fierce battlefield, it was inevitable that there would be a matter of saving other tribal warriors.

Their friendship with each other is in the mutual rescue, constantly accumulating, precipitating, sublimating, and finally becoming reliable comrades-in-arms who can trust their lives and their own solid backing.

But for Ma Liu, the biggest gain from this battle is to win the trust of the Fire Tribe, which is the most important thing, after all, the Ma tribe wants to become its subordinate tribe.

The more trust they win, the easier it is to enter the core of the Fire Tribe, and in the future, the higher their status in the hearts of the Fire Tribe, and the greater the gains they get.

When Red Mountain raided, he didn't see how strong the Fire Tribe was, but he only knew that he had wiped out all the Flower Tribe warriors. But in this battle, after he intuitively saw the strength shown by the Fire Tribe warriors, it filled him with confidence.

Not to mention anything else, at least there must be a lot of strange plants in the Fire Tribe, so why are the warriors of the Fire Tribe so fierce. And after this battle, only a handful of their fighters were wounded, and they were also wounded by arrows.

In fact, this is his own misunderstanding, these warriors of the Fire Tribe are so strong because of the cultivation of exercises.