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On the top of the mountain, two middle-aged samurai surrounded by groups were carefully observing the enemy below, while the tribal samurai and wolves scattered all over the mountain gradually slowed down, waiting for orders. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"There are four martial artists and more than thirty extreme warriors, and this battle is not very easy to fight. The shorter samurai on the left whispered.

"It's five. The samurai on the right replied, "I saw Metina, but she didn't make a move." ”

"Really?" the shorter samurai's eyes widened, searching carefully through the enemy's battle formation, "Yes, I saw her!"

"A few decades ago, two of the five most delicate flowers at Santis College died, and the remaining three are also old. The samurai on the right paused and sighed, "Time does not leave anyone......

"So do we. The shorter samurai sighed: "Lindsay won't come too, will she?"

"No, when did you see her working with Métina?" The warrior on the right let out a chuckle: "Sometimes, I really sympathize with Sigrena, when she was young, she had to constantly mediate the dispute between Lindsay and Métina, I guess...... It's the same now. ”

"Back then, they were young and vigorous children, but now that they have a group of children, how can they still have such a big temper?" the shorter samurai smiled and shook his head.

"Mettina never married. "Bushido on the right.

"How do you know?" said the shorter samurai, stunned.

"I'm ......," the samurai on the right realized that he had slipped out, and he didn't know how to explain it.

"You guy, you haven't kept the agreement at all, and you've been in contact with the outside world......

"Is that bullshit promise worth keeping?" said the samurai on the right in a cold voice, "If everyone is willing to keep the agreement, what are we doing now?"

"Shhh

The atmosphere became silent, and the tribal warriors in front saw that their front-line commander had not given an order for a long time, and they couldn't bear it anymore and looked back one after another.

"I hate Sigrena, and I hate Ice ......Pact even more," the shorter samurai said slowly, "However, if we want to break through their defenses, we have to pay a great price, and in order to reduce casualties, I think we should wait a few more days, anyway, the mining area is there, and we can't escape." ”

"Can we wait, Guardian?" asked the samurai on the right.

"No way, go back and ask, if the adults insist...... We're just going to get out of the way. The shorter samurai sighed.

"You're not worried about Sigrina raiding our army?" bushido on the right.

"With Sigrena's caution, is that impossible, haven't you seen it yet? The shorter samurai said, "Unless Sigrena's surname is completely different from before, and she has become unsparing for other people's lives and wants to raid us......?" They will also pay a corresponding price. ”

The two men turned and walked back, down the hill, until they reached the bottom of the mountain, and suddenly the tribal warriors who had lost their commander seemed restless, and their emotions also affected the wolves, and for a while, the howls of the wolves echoed over the mountain.

"Why don't those tribal warriors attack yet?" Marquis of Sain, who had been preparing for battle, was a little impatient.

"They're going to attack, probably preparing something. Sigrina whispered.

"Shall we do nothing, just let them prepare?" said Marquis de Sain, "isn't it...... Let my people rush out and test it?"

"No, in the face of that guy, any blind movement is looking for death. Sigrina shook her head and said, "Wait for them to come over on their own, as long as a few of us can persevere, the final winner will definitely be us." ”

"Well, you're the commander now, I'll listen to you. Marquis Sain shrugged his shoulders: "That guy, you seem to know who the commander of the tribal warriors is?"

"He is the patriarch of the Eagle Clan. Sigrena said, however, that was the end of her answer, and she refused to disclose anything else.

The two front-line commanders of the tribal warriors walked briskly out of a few miles, and in front of them was a camp under construction, around which hundreds of tribal warriors were busy.

The two commanders walked into the camp side by side, and in the middle stood hundreds of unsmiling, black-robed samurai, and when they saw the two commanders approaching, they hurriedly moved out of the way to the sides.

In the center, an old man with a withered face sits against a strangely shaped boulder, he sits in an interesting way, with his legs curled up, his head bowed, his clothes a little messy, and if he were to put a broken bowl in front of him, he would be an old beggar begging for food on the street...... Little by little, his head seemed to be dozing off, this battle broke out entirely because of him, and his calmness was unmatched to be able to sleep at this time and place.

The two commanders glanced at each other, then walked up to the old man, fell to one knee on the ground, and the shorter samurai whispered, "Your Excellency......"

The old man's body trembled, and then he raised his head slowly, and opened his eyes, which were very dull, without any brilliance, and the rotation of his eyeballs was as stiff as a dried rock, and full of heavy decay.

Seeing the two commanders, the old man smiled very reluctantly, and then stretched out his hand a little, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth: "Ah......hhhhhhhhhhh

"My lord, the situation is a little tricky...... the shorter samurai said softly, "the enemy is very strong, I suggest that we attack in a few days, and wait for our reinforcements to arrive......"

"Ah...... Ah......h

"My lord, now is not the time to attack!" the shorter commander explained with a bitter face.

The old man finally became angry, lowered his head and looked around for something, then grabbed a crutch with a trembling hand and threw it at the two commanders opposite. The two commanders did not dare to dodge at all, and watched as the crutches smashed on their heads.

The old man's physique was already extremely weak, and such a simple action made him make a bellows-like pumping sound, and then he struggled to get up, as if he wanted to stand up, but after several efforts to no avail, two warriors in black robes hurriedly ran over and grabbed the old man left and right.

At this moment, the strange-shaped boulder behind the old man suddenly moved, and countless rubbles fell, revealing pale golden fur inside, and the next moment, a golden giant bear with a height of almost five meters and like a small mountain appeared in front of all the warriors.

The bear's four legs were extremely thick, and the black-robed warriors in the camp were all tall, but they could walk around under the bear's belly without any hindrance. The bear's head, neck, and body revealed a vigorous streamline, and the bear's snout was pointed, thicker and thicker as it went, condensed into an acute horn full of cruel taste.

As if sensing the old man's anger at something, the bear slowly turned its head and approached the two commanders, who were too tall to take a step, the bear kiss reached in front of them, and then it slowly opened its mouth.

A large blood-red hole appeared in front of the two commanders, two sharp upper fangs almost a foot long, emitting a deep cold light.

The faces of the two commanders became extremely ugly, their own family knew their own affairs, and they were facing a temperamental guardian who could not be inferred by common sense, and within the tribe, the power of the guardian was unlimited, and he or they could easily take the life of a person, even a patriarch, if he or they wanted to.

Moreover, they also knew the power of the Glacier Bear King, and they didn't dare to act rashly, even if they really risked everything to fight the Glacier Bear King, they would definitely not be able to support it for a few minutes.

The bear looked at them disdainfully, and then let out a thunderous roar, in fact, because of the poor health of its owner, it did not use much strength.

The two commanders, who did not dare to resist, rolled out with the head of the group, and suddenly a strong wind appeared in the camp, blowing gusts of sand and rocks.

"My lord, let's attack at once! Attack at once!" the shorter commander struggled to get up, he didn't dare to stand upright, he still half-knelt there, and cried out with panic on his face.

The roar of the giant bear also affected the old man, who raised his hand to cover his face, his thin body shaking like a dead leaf in the wind.

As if he knew he had done something wrong, the bear tilted his head to look at the old man, and then very obediently lay back on the ground.

The old man's breathing finally calmed down, and he slowly stretched out his dry fingertips, pointing to the mountains not far away, and his meaning was clear, get out!

The two commanders hurriedly stood up, trotted out, and ran out of the camp, not daring to delay for a moment.

When they were far away from the camp, they finally relented, and their steps slowed down, and they had just made a promise by force, and now they had to weigh it carefully.

"Are we really going to attack?"

"What if you don't attack?" the shorter samurai asked lightly, barely suppressing the impulse in his heart.

"That's five martial venerables...... another warrior smiled bitterly, "Even if we can really win, there won't be much left of our clansmen." ”

"You're guilty of jealousy again. The shorter samurai whispered.

"Taboo?" The other samurai's face turned cold: "What do you mean...... Am I not loyal enough? Don't tell me you're really ready to give everything. ”

"It's going to be fought, but it has to be fought the way I do. The shorter samurai smiled: "Don't think about it, how many years have we been friends?"

(To be continued)