Zhangxiong Gyatso used the immortal earth space to capture all the beast soul shamans, which directly caused a drastic change in the entire battle situation. Mao Yixige, the great chief of the beast clan, who was originally commanding Ruoding in the rear, immediately scrambled. It's not that his mental capacity is low, it's just that this thing is too weird. More than a dozen big living people just disappeared out of thin air, and everyone would be in chaos.

When it was time, Zhangzhung Gyatso immediately ordered the guards to beat the war drums, and the sound of dong dong spread throughout the battlefield. The beast clan who had been waiting behind for a long time was yellow and immediately rushed over.

Although the enemies faced are of the same race, each is its own master, and the Yellow Flag of the Beast Clan has been completely branded with the traces of the barbarians, plus Mandu Latu is deliberately guided because of hatred. So that their combat effectiveness is not low, a new force, and soon completely chaos the beast army.

Mao Yisig sighed secretly, one of the most elite troops of his White Tiger tribe was almost wiped out in order to gain a chance for the Beast Soul Shaman. Now he no longer has any strength in his hands that can stand up to the treacherous orc army of Mandu Ratu.

Even if the battle was ultimately lost, if the other High Chiefs could still follow the orders, they might be able to sustain it, or at least ensure that most of them could retreat smoothly.

But this is the sorrow of Lingduomen, seeing that the battle situation is unfavorable, Haojigeri and Mondurak are the first to lead their respective tribes to retreat, which in turn causes a chain reaction of the entire beast army. By the time Mausig reacted, he himself had found himself in the predicament of being surrounded by barbarians.

Vomiting blood angrily, Mao Yisig couldn't help but roar angrily: "You bunch of rabbits can't grow tails, the blood and courage of the orcs have made you lose everything." ”

The guards around him desperately protected him and were ready to take him away, but Zhangxiong Gyatso had long been concerned about Mao Yisige, and deliberately commanded his cowardly team to surround him.

"Great Chief Mausig, you can't escape, surrender!" shouted Zhangxiong Gyatso from afar.

"Hmph, there are no cowards in the White Tiger Tribe who surrender, if you want to kill me, just come and kill me!" Mao Yisige snorted coldly, drew his long sword, and prepared to fight to the death.

"Mao Yisig, you have failed, and you have lost almost all the beast soul shamans, this is a great thing for the entire beast clan, right? When the time comes, the beast people will be terrified, who will dare to come against our barbarian army? If you die here today, what about your tribe? Have you chosen an heir? Or are the other big chiefs waiting to escape, and in turn to annex your tribe, so that you are satisfied?"

Zhangxiong Gyatso's words smashed into Mao Yixige's heart and lungs. He already hated the escape of Haoji Geri and others, and if he really died here, he was afraid that Zhangxiong Gyatso's words would come true immediately.

Although he had three sons, he did not designate an heir, and presumably the three sons had to fight to decide who would win. And once the White Tiger Tribe has too much internal friction, it will be cheaper than other beast tribes at that time.

"I can ask my tribe to pay you enough sheep and cattle in exchange for the safe departure of me and my men. How?" Mausig said in a deep voice.

Zhangxiong Gyatso shook his head and said with a smile: "What's the difference? If you beast clan don't have the beast soul shaman, do you have a future? Even if you return to your tribe, you will still have to face the threat of our barbarians in the future." I can tell you plainly that the barbarians will not be willing to be trapped in the Tulum Wasteland. Our next step will be to enter the southern prairie and reclaim this fertile land with abundant water and grass. ”

"Hmph, you barbarians only have hundreds of thousands of people, and we orcs have millions, do you think it's possible to win?" Mauyisig retorted with a cold snort.

"Haha, I'm not arrogant, I think I'm a hero, under my command, the combat power of the barbarians will turn into a group of lions. On the other hand, if you beast clan does not have the spiritual pillar of the beast soul shaman, if you die here again, the remaining big chiefs are all greedy for life and afraid of death and flee from the battle, what do you think is the difference between the beast clan under their command and a group of sheep? No matter how many sheep there are, they are not the opponent of lions. ”

Mao Yisig was silent, and I have to say that what Zhangxiong Gyatso said was very reasonable, but it was a great shame to let him surrender and surrender to the barbarians.

In all fairness, Mausig felt that his command was not wrong, if it weren't for the fact that the Beast Soul Shaman had gone wrong, and the Great Chiefs such as Haojigeri had escaped. He actually thought that he could resist Zhangzhung Gyatso's attack. This makes him always feel unconvinced.

"Zhangxiong Gyatso, you didn't defeat me in the frontal battlefield and let me surrender, I don't accept it. ”

Zhangxiong Gyatso sneered, "It's not that I'm going to hit you, if I hadn't tried to lure out your shaman's backhand, do you think I'd let the battle last so long?

"See these hundreds of young warriors, they haven't made a move yet, what do you think of their combat effectiveness? Brothers, let the Great Chief of the Beast Clan, Mao Yisig, take a look at the power of our bloodline shaman!"

The hundreds of cowardly Xue team fighters were all carefully selected, and one by one they awakened the power of the bloodline shaman, and they burst out one after another when they heard the words. A crimson aura lingered around it, and the entire battlefield was shocked by this bloody murderous aura.

Mauisig and his guards were dumbfounded, he knew that the barbarians had bloodline shamans, but he didn't expect so many young people to awaken the power of bloodline shamans. Aren't shamans worth anything now?

I have to say that the last act of Zhangxiong Gyatso shocked Mao Yisig and almost destroyed his will to resist. If the barbarians had such a powerful force, even if the population of the orcs was ten times that of them, they would eventually be defeated.

Sighing, Mausig asked the loyal guards to lay down their weapons, and he lined up the crowd, walked out, came to Zhangzhung Gyatso, knelt on the ground and surrendered, and finally asked, "Can you tell me where our beast soul shaman has gone?"

"Oh, they're safe, at least for now. Zhangxiong Gyatso took the time to look at the fairy land space and was amused by the scene inside!

I saw that those beast soul shamans threw down the pile one by one, and actually all surrounded the silver glow tree, kneeling down and praying sincerely. As they prayed, the yellow leaves on the silver glow tree became more and more distinct, contrasting with the silver leaves.

With the prayers of the beast soul shamans, Zhangxiong Gyatso felt as if something was more in him, and he gave birth to a trace of kindness to the beast clan.

At that moment, Zhangxiong Gyatso finally came to his senses...... The Silver Radiance Tree does not seem to be an ordinary tree at all, and its nourishment is not air and water, but the power of faith and worship of other races.