The Buffalo Warriors and Hippopotamus Warriors don't turn around and chase after these fish, because they can't kill the enemy head-on.

But these lucky people landed on the other side of the battlefield in two wars, and before they could calm down from the joy of nine deaths, they found a scene that made them desperate again.

I don't know when it began, a group of horse-tribe warriors who ran like flying and sturdy horses had appeared on the small plain south of the Cuiping River, wielding spears in their left hands and javelins in their right hands, running tirelessly, chasing and killing these jackals who had landed on the south bank and rushed desperately towards the bamboo forest on the southern edge.

The jackals did not dodge, but rushed towards the bamboo forest in the distance.

After being intercepted by the horse tribe, a very small number of gnolls staggered to the junction of the plains and mountains.

As long as you rush into the boundless bamboo sea, you can land on the other side of life, and the already blank eyes of these gnolls bloom with a desire for life again.

"Woo Woo ......"

Dense crossbow arrows were shot from the bamboo sea, knocking these gnolls to the ground one step away from life, extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in their eyes.

On the border between the bamboo forest and the plain, Yang Rui, hidden in the shadow of the bamboo, led the sheep warriors to ruthlessly and skillfully operate the crossbow, shooting powerful crossbow arrows one after another.

There are not many sheep warriors, and the battle line is very sparse, but this is enough, and there are only a hundred gnolls who can rush here, and there are very few.

Everything went according to Lin Xiao's plan, the buffalo warriors and hippopotamus warriors had been lurking at the bottom of the river, 2,000 bull and bear coalition troops were ambushing in the mountains and forests on the northern edge of the plain, waiting for an opportunity to set fire, and about 200 sheep and horse warriors were hiding in a secret cave operated by the cattle tribe for many years in the mountains and forests on the southern edge of the plain, rushing out from behind enemy lines at the last moment to hold the last line of defense.

On the huge river valley, the shouts of killing are getting weaker and weaker, and the battle is nearing its end.

When a fiery red morning sun leaps up the mountains in the east and casts a golden morning light, the victors scattered throughout the valley raise their arms and shout like rolling spring thunder on the horizon.

They cheered both for this great victory and for the sun that they would see for a new day.

The fields and rivers have been stained red with blood, and the corpses all over the field show the madness and fierceness of last night.

Surrounded by jubilant warriors, Lin Xiao, Niu Zhen, Zhu Gangguan, Xiong Da, Yang Rui and Ma Ji gathered outside the unrecognizable Seven Star Castle.

"Last night, we originally said that we would make a blood alliance, but unfortunately, we were disturbed by the Jackal Storm. Niu Zhen shrugged his shoulders and looked at the bloody head that had been stuck in the spear not far away.

"Is this still necessary? The blood of all of us has already been shed together, is there anything stronger than the alliance formed by fighting together?" Lin Xiao smiled freely.

"Yes, we are already living and dying together!" said Pig Gangguan stretched out his big hand.

"Life and death!"

"Life and death!"

Everyone's hands were clasped tightly together.

"Hahaha!"

A rough laugh.

"Now that we have formed an alliance, do we have to give our alliance a resounding name?" Lin Xiao proposed.

"Okay, interesting. Xiong slapped his thigh hard.

"How about calling it the Six Clans Alliance?" Ma Jian excitedly proposed.

"This is not good, won't you absorb other beasts in the future?" Pig Gang shook his head.

"In the name of the alliance, it is better to get a retreat, and it is too real to be stingy. Yang Rui held his long beard in his hand, shook his head and said.

"Then you should take one!" Niu Zhen said urgently.

"Isn't that what I'm thinking?" replied Yang Rui.

Lin Xiao pondered for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said, "How about I suggest naming it 'Hua'?"

"What does Huameng mean?" Yang Rui asked anxiously.

Everyone's eyes also focused on Lin Xiao's face.

"Hua, prosperous, prosperous. It means that although my beast clan has withered through the wind and frost, it will eventually rise again and restore my old prosperity and prosperity. Lin Xiao said angrily.

"Okay! This name has a high meaning!" Yang Rui said in surprise.

"Hua!" shouted loudly. Where are you? Your grandfather is from Huameng!" Xiong Da pointed at himself with his thumb and looked proud.

Everyone laughed and agreed with Lin Xiao's opinion.

Lin Xiao smiled slightly, but his expression was a little subtle and complicated.

Hua, this wonderful word lingering in Lin Xiao's heart, today should be a tribute to the nation to which he belonged in his previous life, and when he arrives in this world, he can also call himself a Chinese, which can be regarded as a homesickness.

I hope that the beast clan can be the same as the Chinese clan, although it has experienced bloody rain and bloody wind, and its fate has been ups and downs, it will eventually survive in a desperate situation, and the prosperous era will come again, Lin Xiao secretly prayed in his heart.

"Valley Lord, after a cursory order, there are more than 8,100 enemy corpses in total, and more than 500 prisoners. Niu Qiang, who was in charge of cleaning the battlefield, panted and ran over to report, with an excited face.

"Hey, aren't there 12,000 people? Where are the more than 3,000 people gone? they should all be annihilated!" Niu Zhen asked.

"Four or five thousand people were shot, drowned, and killed in the Cuiping River, but unfortunately many of them were washed away by the river, and only more than 1,000 were scooped up. A lot of weapons have also sunk to the bottom of the river, and Niu Qian is leading people to salvage it!"

"So, how many people have we lost?" Niu Zhen asked, a little worried in his tone.

"More than 2,300 were wounded, and 569 were killed in battle, including 16 friends of the Bear Clan, 28 friends of the Pig Clan, 3 friends of the Horse Clan, and 1 friendly soldier of the Sheep Clan. Niu Qiang's expression darkened, in this battle, he lost several friends who played since childhood.

Niu Zhen nodded heavily, but raised his voice and said: "People will always die in war, we will not forget these glorious clansmen who died in battle, let alone the good friends who reached out to help in the moment of life and death." Anyway, five hundred for ten thousand twelve, it's worth it!"

Everyone nodded silently.

War is like this, when holding each other, the difference between the casualties of the strong and the weak sides will not be too big, the difference is only that the strong side of the front is constantly moving forward, so the wounded will be snatched out in time, and the weak side will retreat step by step, so once the wounded and fall to the ground, they will be quickly killed by the advancing enemy army.

But in general, the casualties of the two sides at this stage will not be too different, in this phase of the battle, even if you add a battle with a high casualty rate such as attacking the bamboo wall, the Golden Claw Department only killed more than 1,200 people, and the more than 500 casualties on the coalition side are basically killed at this stage.

With the collapse of the Golden Claw, the death rate of both sides began to tilt terribly, one side was defeated, throwing away armor and only seeking to flee for their lives, and the other side was well-organized, victory was in sight, and morale was greatly boosted, so the battle turned into a one-sided massacre.

Ninety percent of the deaths occur in the rout, which is why the casualties between the victors and the losers end up so different.

"The capture of this battle, our Niu clan doesn't want it at all, and the five of you will divide it equally. Niu Zhen said with a wave of his hand.

In the distance, the Ox warriors had begun to strip the armor from the enemy's corpses, and their weapons had been collected and piled up in a high pile.

"That's not good, you Niu Clan has the most fighters and the largest casualties, you should divide the big head, why don't you take it at all?"

"That's not the case, this time the Golden Claw Department was originally coming for our Niu Clan, and we should have sacrificed, but you are guests, and you are acting righteously, how can you just judge that there are fewer people? Niu Zhen waved his hand again and again.

"Old Niu, don't say that guests are not guests, we are already living and dying together, why are you still so outside? The bear yelled in a loud and gruff voice.

"Yes, if the Cow Valley Lord is so polite, we won't be able to handle it!" Yang Rui had a hint of shame in his eyes.

Just now, he was still worried that his side would suffer a loss when dividing the spoils, but he didn't expect Niu Zhen to be so generous, which made him feel a little ashamed in his heart.

"Brother Lin, you have a lot of ideas, what do you say?" Ma quickly turned his head to look at Lin Xiao, who had not spoken.

Everyone's eyes were on Lin Xiao.

"The Niu clan has contributed the most and sacrificed the most, so it deserves more points, but the Niu Gu Lord is grateful to everyone, and he can't live up to it completely. Otherwise, all the loot cattle clan will be divided in half, and the remaining half will be divided equally between the five of us, how about it?" Lin Xiao said.

"Great!" everyone agreed, and the plan could be said to take care of all factors.

Seeing that everyone strongly agreed, Niu Zhen had no choice but to nod in agreement, with an embarrassed expression of taking advantage of others.

"Oh!"

Suddenly there was an exclamation in the distance.

The leaders turned their heads and saw a large group of Niu warriors running towards the river in the distance, forming an encirclement, and in the encirclement, there was a tall figure rushing left and right, like a mad tiger.

"Go check it out. Lin Xiao greeted.

On the riverbank, a tall and strong orc was fighting the trapped beasts, shouting wildly while wielding a broad-bladed straight sword more than a meter long.

Although the orc had a bloody face and a tattered body, he still looked very old, about twenty years old, extremely masculine and hard, full of manliness, even and strong muscles, and had strange long black and gold hair.

His hands that clenched the straight sword were actually tightly chained.

Although the surrounding cattle people surrounded the orc, they could not catch the orc who was rushing left and right for a while.

Seeing that there was no hope of breaking through, the orc gritted his teeth, jumped into the water with a "plop", and desperately swam to the south bank.

Although his hands were tied, he was extremely fast in the water, and his feet flew and sliced through the water.

"Shoot the arrows!" an Ox leader ordered, and several Ox warriors took their bows and arrows, aiming at the orcs who were advancing rapidly in the river.

"Don't shoot!" Lin Xiao hurried to stop him.

Although he had only glanced at it from a distance, Lin Xiao felt that this orc was definitely not a jackal.

At this time, the buffalo warriors, who were diving in the river in search of the loot, heard the sound and swam over, blocking the orc's path.

Seeing that there was no door in front and no way back, this orc circled in the center of the river, looking up to the sky and hissing, full of unwillingness.

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