Wang Tiedan and Lin Hu, like two lonely heroes, blocked in front of the broken bridge, facing the enemy army alone.

Behind him is an unfathomable, dense 'piranha' moat chasm...... In front of him were thousands of black soldiers who had come to their senses and were eyeing each other...... There is also a big boss behind the scenes who hides in the shadows and may emerge at any time.

As it stands, this is a perilous mortal situation, and the chances of returning to the tribe alive are slim to none, unless a miracle occurs.

At the head of the Xingyue Tribe City, everyone's hearts sank violently, and their faces changed greatly.

The orc warriors who regarded Wang Tie Dan as a tribal hero and faith were pale, and their hearts were like knives;

The two leaders, Father Manniu and Wan Yanlie, frowned, and their two eyebrows almost didn't wrinkle together;

The touching Hu Muqing bit his lip tightly, his white hands were clenched together, his sharp nails pierced deep into his palms, and blood flowed out unconsciously, and heartbroken tears flowed out of his charming light blue eyes.

She knew that Wang Tiedan might be more than lucky this time, and he might never be able to come back......

As soon as the bluestone bridge was destroyed, all the retreats were cut off, and the nearly 20-meter moat hesitated a dangerous chasm, lying behind Wang Tiedan, in a dilemma, insurmountable.

In such a mortal situation, the pseudo-level 8 star warrior ghost saw it clearly, and couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, the little mongrel who was blocked on the south bank of the moat, the back road was cut off, and there was no possibility of escaping and retreating, it was definitely dead.

In such a situation and situation, no matter how strong you are, even if you are a level 8 star warrior, known as a star warrior who can soar in the sky, and you are alone in the midst of thousands of troops, you will be dragged to death by the tactics of the sea of people, not to mention that Lord Silver Fox has been secretly paying attention, and it is very likely that he will shoot and kill this little mongrel who can't die no matter how he fights.

Hey...... Lord Silver Fox is strong, as long as he makes a move, no one can escape with his whole body.

Thinking of this, the ghost was like eating a reassuring pill, and laughed loudly: "Haha, little bastard, you were born to be a garbage waste, this time you are dead, even if you can fight against a hundred, it is impossible to leave here alive...... I'm going to capture you alive, and then torture you slowly, I'm going to eat your flesh little by little, suck up all the marrow in your bones, I'm going to make you want to live and not die!"

The situation is very good, and the man and ghost in black are rarely arrogant, and they are pressing towards Wang Tiedan, who is in danger, step by step.

Behind him, a thousand black-armored soldiers gathered again, picked up the scattered weapons, and slowly pushed forward, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

In the face of such a critical situation, ordinary people would have been frightened a long time ago, but Wang Tiedan was not afraid, calm and calm, watching the enemy's every move.

Glancing at the black family army that was slowly pressing, Wang Tiedan's eyes showed a sarcastic mockery.

A flock of sheep, even if they put on armor, could not resist the dragon's claws.

A bunch of frightened miscellaneous people who did not have the courage to take up arms in front of the giants.

A group of defeated generals, even if they rush up again, Lao Tzu can bend them all one by one, to see if your brains are hard, or the dark gold battle axe in Lao Tzu's hands is sharp.

"Lin Hu, do you regret being caught in a mortal situation now? If you had listened to my orders, you might not be here today!" Wang Tiedan's thick arm touched Lin Hu, who was on guard, and said in a relaxed tone.

"Lord Iron Egg, I don't regret it, being able to become a follower of my lord, fighting side by side with my lord, and bravely killing the enemy, is the glory of my 'Howling Moon Tribe'...... I, Lin Hu, have no regrets!"

Lin Hu's expression was resolute, and his eyes were extremely persistent.

"If we hadn't met adults, maybe the Wolf werewolves of our 'Howling Moon Clan' would have died in the slave world of the dark sky long ago...... It is an honor for us to be loved by adults and to be the retinue of the messenger of the 'God of War Ulla' who walks on earth...... My lord, you hurry up and break through from the weak defense here, I will block them, as long as you can rush into the big forest and go down the galaxy, you can escape to the sphere of influence of the orc tribe downstream, so that the adults can live to help me avenge!"

"Listen to me, sir...... You are the hope of the rise of our [Hundred Tribes of Gods], and you cannot die...... It is an incomparably noble honor for me, an ant-like orc, to be able to sacrifice my life for adults!"

After speaking, this tower-like bald strong man took out the 'Mithril scimitar' on his waist, and resolutely blocked in front of Wang Tiedan, his eyes were unwavering, like the 10,000-year-old ice of 'Tanggula Mountain', vowing to use the scimitar in his hand to open a road to the sky for the adults.

"Haha, you evil and ugly demons, if you want to harm my family, step on the corpse of my 'Xiaoyue Clan' first...... Let's see if it's the sharpness of my scimitar in my hand, or if it's your hard bones!"

This roar, which was not afraid of life and death, was like a thunderbolt that shook the bodies of nearly a thousand black-armored soldiers, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Even the 'Pseudo-Level 8 Star Warrior' Onichi was shocked by the sworn battle intent issued by this little man like an ant, and he couldn't help but stop his steps.

"Good brother...... is worthy of the person I Wang Tiedan fancies!" Hearing Lin Hu's heartfelt words, Wang Tiedan's heart couldn't help but warm, and his blood was boiling and burning.

In fact, before making up his mind and taking the initiative to go out of the city to fight, Wang Tiedan also asked himself in his heart: 'Why do you want to work so hard for a group of irrelevant orcs?' You just crossed into this dark underground world of cannibalism by mistake, to put it bluntly, you are just a hurried passerby, you can escape far away, avoid these ghostly slave hunters to chase and kill...... Race wars, the vendetta between the orcs and King Caesar, the life and death of the Xingyue tribe, all of this has nothing to do with you at all, you can completely hide far away, let them kill you to the death, as long as you rely on the peerless golden thigh of the 'dark game', within a few years, the Jedi can become a peerless master in this other world, killing all enemies who dare to peep at themselves...... Can you tell yourself why you're working so hard?'

Are those 33 kind-hearted Wolf werewolves who swear to follow them to the death?

Is it the bewitching, beautiful, Chu Chu moving, a little silly little fox Hu Muqing?

Or are they the loyal Beamon orcs who have to take up arms and desperately resist in order to survive, seeing themselves as some kind of bullshit 'Urabringer of the god of war' and hope?

I was a petty trader selling pirated discs of games in my previous life, an ordinary person who did nothing, ****** when I had such a great and compassionate heart...... Is it because Lao Tzu is handsome, like Xiao Lu Yi, he is a positive character, and he can't see bad people bullying the weak?

The excuse is a bit far-fetched, and the reason is very funny...... Wang Tiedan also muttered in his heart, shaken, he should have left.

However, at this moment, looking at this Wolf werewolf who was not afraid of life and death in front of him, looking at the Boer minotaur behind him who was trying to break through the moat by all means to save him, and looking at the anxious Beamon orcs on the wall of the Xingyue tribe in the distance...... Wang Tiedan was relieved in his heart, maybe he should have been like this, and he should have helped these orcs who had been in suffering for nearly 10,000 years, because there is a feeling called swearing to the death, never abandoning, trusting each other, and always loyal!

This is the factor that makes me make up my mind, and this is the real choice of a descendant of Yan and Huang and a descendant of the dragon.

Darkness can never defeat light, evil can never defeat good, justice is the way of kings!