Winter, North Wilderness Nalai Canyon.

The alliance of small tribes in the Northern Wilderness, based in Fort Shelley, under the leadership of seventeen powerful tribes led by the Rock Demon Tribe and the Northern Wilderness tribe of Huster, Chen soldiers were 60,000 on the south side of the Nalai Gorge.

On the north side of the Nalai Gorge, the four major tribes, including the Blood Axe Tribe, the Phantom Tribe, and the Gem Tribe, gathered 40,000 troops to form a triangular attack lineup with the Blood Axe Army as the main body.

For a time, the spears in the Nalai Gorge were like a forest, and the army was like a dragon.

It was as if witnessing a bloody battle, sleet fell in the sky, the plains on the south side of the Nalai Gorge were littered with potholes, and the large tribal camp on the north side looked down on the enemy shivering in the icy rain.

The environment is also an important factor in determining war in some cases.

In such weather, it was extremely unfavorable for the Shelley Castle side that was about to cross the Nalai Gorge to attack the enemy army, and the Shelley Castle, which was originally lacking important weapons, became more and more cold and cumbersome because of the cold rain.

The icy winter rain hit their faces, and many of the Northern Wilderness orcs like Huster foresaw this inevitable war.

Even a moment before the war began, the big tribes on the north side thought that the Mudlegs of these small tribes would not fight in such weather, but when the Wind's bursting arrows were fired at them, they realized that they had underestimated the determination of the Mudlegs.

Not seventeen powerful tribes have such determination.

It was Huster who personally led a fire to the only food in Shelley on the night of the pre-war meeting!

With Wang Xiaotian and Kree eyeing each other, Huster's fire completely cut off their retreat. Only by defeating the big tribe on the north side in a battle can they find a food for the winter in the Nalai Gorge, and only by defeating the big tribe on the north side in a battle can they accumulate strength to go back to rescue the tribe.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

With unparalleled determination, in such a freezing rainy weather, the Shelley Fort Alliance brazenly crossed the Nalai Gorge and slaughtered the Bloodaxe Tribe camp.

This was a battle that decided the situation in the Northern Wilderness.

The outbreak of war was so sudden, Huster at Shelley Fort personally put on armor, and he led the "three thousand fanged warriors" trained by himself to form a stormtrooper.

Fanged warriors, they are wearing the unique monster leather armor of the Northern Wilderness, which is a leather armor that can be compared to steel, and every warrior, they can easily shoot through the throat of a warrior holding a heavy shield from a few hundred meters away, and they can draw their knives to kill the most ferocious beasts of the Great Wilderness.

Maybe it's the heart of death in the last battle.

Behind Huster is the elite of the Wind Tribe and the Rock Demon Tribe, the short kilometer charge road, the unique compound attack of the Wind Tribe is constantly wearing the sound of "crashing", it is a sound that sounds very shocking, the hand of countless Wind Archer pulling the bow is bleeding nonstop, but the strong bow that is enough to open the mountain and crack the stone has never been broken.

It was this determination that caught the big tribe off guard.

Perhaps even Wang Xiaotian couldn't have imagined that the Shelley Fort tribe actually had such determination, and their counterattack before death was so shocking.

Before this battle, Wang Xiaotian had sent two letters.

One was sent to the Southern Wilderness, and this letter transferred the main combat forces of the three flag regiments that were enough to change the situation in the Northern Wilderness, which gave Wang Xiaotian the confidence to intervene in the situation in the Northern Wilderness.

And the other he sent to the Blood Axe and other tribes.

In this letter, he proposed to divide up the Northern Wilderness, promising not to interfere in the situation in the Northern Wilderness, and was willing to carry out trade between the northern and southern orcs with the great tribes of the Northern Wilderness after the winter.

I have to say.

It is no accident that tribes such as the Blood Axe and the Phantom can rise.

Their vision is farther than those small tribes in Shelleyburg, and their courage is far greater than Wang Xiaotian thought.

Not only did they agree to Wang Xiaotian's proposal, but they even took the initiative to propose a North-South trade treaty, which made Wang Xiaotian unexpected, and they actually intended to join forces to fight White Horse City.

From their reply, Wang Xiaotian saw that these big tribes had a surprising understanding of the future direction of capital and the judgment of the situation.

In Wang Xiaotian's impression, those old-fashioned orcs who don't know how to be flexible seem to be incompatible with these big blogs, their cognition of humans and orcs exceeds Wang Xiaotian's estimates, and they have their own set of hopes for racial rejuvenation.

............

Icy freezing rain turned that area of the Nalai Gorge into muddy.

The battle of more than 100,000 people was fought in the Nalai Gorge, and this battle, the blood flowed like a river, and some people saw that the streams left from there were all red, and for a long time, the land of the Nalai Gorge was unexpectedly fertile.

Experienced this battle.

Perhaps no one would dare to say that the war between the orcs of the Northern Wilderness was petty.

The battle of 100,000 people, the kind of tragedy that rests until death, has moved countless people. In this battle, the Shelley Fort side was defeated, and despite their great efforts and terrible determination, they lost the support of the Orcs of the Southern Wilderness, and they were only dying.

More than 30,000 people remained on this land forever.

Huster stood at the top of the Narai Gorge, surrounded by enemies and corpses beneath his feet. Old Huster, letting the icy rain hit his face, clenched the spear in his hand like an angry lion.

"Decades ago, I once saw the good sons and daughters of the Northern Wilderness hunting in the land of the Northern Wilderness, they are the pride of the Great Wilderness, whether it is the silver beast king, or the bronze monster, they step on the earth, the sky above their heads, they are fearless to deal with all challenges! That is the prosperity of the Northern Wilderness, that is the proud era of the Northern Wilderness!"

Huster struck through the secret armor of a Blood Axe Tribe centurion's steel, sending his body flying and countless enemies around him, but he turned a blind eye and muttered in his mouth.

"For decades, I have witnessed the orcs of the Northern Wilderness lose the courage to fight with the sky and nature, they began to chase money, and they began to fanatize for power...... The pride of the Northern Wilderness is fading! I used to be confused, I used to be powerless, and I spent my whole life guarding these things that I thought were worth protecting! I lost this battle, but the Northern Wilderness did not lose! Brom, Malos, Lydia...... These young figures will be our spark after this war!"

"Kill!"

Huster's muttering to himself was not over, and the enemies who poured up around him recognized this executioner, this demon who killed their unknown number of brothers, he was a legend of the Northern Wilderness, and at this moment, in the eyes of these warriors, he was indeed a powerful enemy.

Countless armored orcs poured up, and even though Huster was strong, in an instant, he was also submerged by these seas.

Huster knew he was going to lose, but he fought anyway!

"He is an old man of an era, he has witnessed the glory to the decline of the Northern Wilderness, and he has witnessed the tradition to innovation...... Maybe he's right, there are always some people who have some spirit that can not be erased by any change of the times, and Huster is such a person, maybe he sticks to the backward, but it is also precious. History is like this, the new will replace the backward old, but no matter how history changes, people should always leave something worth passing on, Huster, he is an old man of an era, he may be the enemy of the new era, but it is undeniable that he is a legend of the old era......"

After learning that Huster died in battle, Wang Xiaotian in the distance could not calm down for a long time, and he saw an old man who persevered and explored from the story of Huster in the Northern Wilderness, and his hesitant figure and watchfulness of the times made Wang Xiaotian feel sincere respect. 5610