"MD, this is all promised, the leader of this hooked tribe is not his head broken. Even Akamon, who had always had a fiery temper, was a little surprised, and muttered to Gary on the side.

"Hehe, refreshing, since that's the case, then I wish us a happy cooperation. But I said beforehand, we're going to take the lead. Jun Mo smiled a little stunned, but he didn't expect that when he said it casually, the other party actually agreed.

"That's nature, nature, I don't know when you'll send troops to support us. The ginger rat wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a dry smile. didn't do what Jun Mo said before, "This opportunity is still yours!" and it really came true.

"Don't worry, you have to believe in the strength of your detachment from the tribe, we have to discuss the deployment first, you can live in peace." Jun Mo said with a smile.

"But ......" the ginger rat clearly wanted to fight for something.

"Come with me, Lao Tzu will take you to live in person, you should feel honored. Akamon directly interrupted the ginger rat's words, almost dragging him out.

For an afternoon, the lion and the others were discussing specific matters, and after they finished discussing, it was already the next day. After the plan of action was formulated, it was necessary to prepare various equipment, food and grass, and mobilize some small tribes. And Jun Mo also deliberately slowed them down.

The ginger rat is also delicious and delicious among the barbarian lion tribe, but if the barbarian lion tribe does not send troops, he will not be at peace for a day, and he seems to have lost a lot of weight in a few days.

By the time everything was ready, it had been several days. This is a bitter Hook Away tribe, they are struggling to support it, and only a few small tribes are left to shrink into the Hook Away Tribe. And the enemy's attacks are getting more and more fierce, and it seems that it will not be long before it happens.

"Let's go!" With Jun Mo's order, the mighty men and horses set off from the barbarian lion tribe.

As soon as they set off, there were no less than dozens of wind-breaking sounds faintly around them, it should be the spies arranged here by the Goshawk tribe and the Ryan tribe, who wanted to go back to report the news.

"Lord Jun Mo, do you need to deal with them?" said the brute lion's eyes.

"No, they'll have to know sooner or later, they can't hide such a big move!" Jun Mo said with a smile.

The group marched towards the Gouli tribe, Jun Mo rode the little wolf at the front of the team, and on his left was the ghost, and on the right was the brute.

After a period of training, the phantom's skills are no less than that of men. At this time, she was wearing a tight soft armor, which outlined her delicate figure in a concave and convex manner, and she looked very heroic, and the air between her hands seemed to be a little distorted.

If you look closely, you will find that although she is riding on a horse, she no longer plays with the Xuanying Blade given to her by Jun Mo all the time. The almost transparent Xuanying Blade flew quickly, as if the air was torn apart, and it looked like it might hurt the ghost's pair of slender hands at any time, so Jun Mo pinched a cold sweat for him.

However, she seemed to be fused with the Xuan Ming Blade, and her eyes didn't need to look at it at all, and the Xuan Ming Blade seemed to be an obedient toy in her hands. To be able to familiarize herself with the Xuanying Blade in such a short period of time, she can be regarded as a master of all kinds.

The soft armor on her body is not simple, it is said that it is a spiritual treasure given to her by Liu Huo'er, which is made of a very rare monster leather, which is not flexible, and there is no sense of cumbersomeness after wearing it, which just matches her smart and ghostly figure. And the defense is also extremely high, and it is difficult for ordinary attacks to leave scratches on it.

And the brute didn't know that he got a full-body heavy armor from there, and wrapped his entire body in it, if he put down the face clip on the helmet, it would really be all-round without dead ends. This set of equipment is very heavy, and no one can wear it, but he looks like he is at ease, obviously inheriting the brute strength of a brute lion, and behind him is a heavy sword that is much taller than him. The weight of these two was superimposed, and if it was an ordinary cultivator, I was afraid that they would be pressed by themselves before they could fight.

Ordinary horses may not be able to withstand it at all, in order to cooperate with the equipment of the brute spirit, the brute lion specially gave him a war horse with the bloodline of a demonic beast. Just by looking at the deep footprints left by the war horse, you can see the terrible weight.

The two of them were on both sides of Jun Mo like left and right protectors, and behind them were the wild lions and others.

"Your son is really good, without our family's face, he is much better than you!" said Manze as he looked at the majestic and high-spirited brute.

"Hehe......" The brute lion is also a little relieved, compared to before, the progress of the brute is too great, and all this seems to be due to the appearance of Jun Mo, otherwise the brute may still be a playful kid now.

As for Liu Huo'er, she still rode on the little wolf with Jun Mo, they seemed to be used to this, and they didn't feel anything wrong.

Is the ghost a little envious of the two people who glanced at the little wolf, but it was just pure envy, she didn't feel how uncomfortable, this may also be related to the things she has been exposed to over the years.

The group of people marched towards the tribe in such an unhurried manner, and the ginger rat could only see it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, to know that it took him several days to go and come like this, and what the situation of the tribe was now, he could figure it out with his ass.

After a long journey, the group finally reached the edge of the Brute Lion Tribe, and not far in front of them was the territory belonging to the Hook Tribe.

"Lord Junmo, a small wave of warriors from the Ryan tribe has been spotted ahead. At this time, a small team that was scouting in front of the large army rushed back.

"How many people?" Jun Mo asked.

"There should be a hundred or so people, and it seems like they're cleaning up stuff from those small tribes. ”

"Oh, which of you is going to kill them?" Jun Mo said with a smile, such a fighting force was not worth all of them at all.

"I'll go, I'll go!" said fiercely and excitedly, the heavy sword behind his back was already hungry and thirsty.

"What do you think?" Jun Mo asked after glancing at the brute lion.

"No problem, it's time to hone and hone him. The brute lion nodded.

"Well, give you fifty people, is there a problem. Jun Mo said with a smile, each of them now has a spiritual treasure in their hands, and it should be no problem to use fifty people to deal with the enemy's hundred-person army, and using less than the number of the other party is also a good training for the brute spirit.

"Don't say fifty, even thirty is enough. Brute puffed out his chest and said.

"Don't brag, you kid, let's fight it down first!" The brute lion gave the brute a blank look, and then randomly found a team of fifty people and followed the brute to destroy the small group of enemies.

"Let's go, let's see how I deal with them!" Fiercely and excitedly pulled out the heavy sword behind him, and then grabbed the horse's back and rushed out quickly.

"Kill!"

Behind the brute, fifty people also galloped on horseback. This was the first contact, and although it was small, it was necessary to have a big victory.

"This kid!" the brute shook his head helplessly.

"Why, seeing that your son is better than you were at the beginning, are you a little unconvinced? Manze joked.

"He is my son, the more powerful I am, the happier I am, if you have the ability, you can also get a son out. The lion laughed.

"You ......" Manze suddenly had nothing to say, which could be regarded as hitting his soft underbelly. However, in order not to let the wild lion laugh at him, he decided to take advantage of this opportunity to rob a woman back.

"Let's take a break, let's go over and see, if anything goes wrong, it's not good. Jun Mo said.

......

Fiercely and excitedly rushed to the front, the heavy sword in his hand, almost dragged to the ground, and the fifty people behind him also drew their weapons one after another.

"Enemy attack!"

The sound of horses' hooves behind them immediately attracted the attention of those Ryan tribe warriors, who were resting in place, hurriedly throwing away their things and picking up their scattered weapons. After seeing that the other party was only about fifty people, he immediately put his mind at ease. But just wait a minute, they just know how ridiculous their idea is.

"Kill!" Brute put down the cheeks on his helmet, and the whole person immediately turned into a pair of humanoid armor, and in order to protect the war horse, everyone got off the horse directly, and then rushed over on foot.

The brute was extremely heavily equipped, but the speed was the fastest, and he rushed directly into the enemy, and the heavy sword in his hand opened and closed, and several enemies vomited blood and flew away.

"Boom!"

Immediately after the brute lie, the fifty warriors of the barbarian lion tribe also collided with the enemy, and the violent fighting spirit collided, causing the ground to shake slightly.

"Keng!" a long knife slashed at the brute's shoulder, sending out a violent spark, but it didn't leave even a trace.

"Hehe, your attack isn't enough to see!" A smile appeared on the face hidden under the cheek of the brute, and then the heavy sword swept away, directly cutting the long knife in two, and then swept the person holding the knife with a backhand sword to vomit blood and fly.

"Haha......" The whole field was filled with fierce and hearty laughter.

"Look at that kid's smug look!" the brute lion hid himself above his sight for a moment and did not leave the brute, and the expression on his face was sometimes nervous and sometimes happy.

Curious, the ginger rat also followed, he wanted to see how the combat effectiveness of the barbarian lion tribe was. When he saw the spirit treasures in everyone's hands, a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face: "How can there be so many spirit treasures!"

You must know that they have been operating from the tribe for so many years, and the number of spirit treasures is also pitiful, and many people have not even touched it. After all, spiritual treasures are very scarce, and they have always been regarded as priceless and marketable, and most of the spiritual treasures are controlled by some high-level tribes or nine major tribes.

Only then did the ginger rat understand why the barbarian lion tribe was so calm, and it had actually developed to such a situation.

"These people are too terrifying, the spirit treasure in their hands can easily destroy our weapons, how can they fight!" Although the Ryan tribe is numerous, the more they fight, the more frightened they become, except for some special blunt weapons, almost all of their weapons are broken, and there is a sense of retreat.

And the brute led the people to become more and more courageous, and under the elimination of the other, it was almost a devastating way to defeat the enemy.

Soon, the hundred-man squad of the Ryan tribe was wiped out, except for a few people who took advantage of the chaos to escape. On the side of the Barbarian Lion Tribe, except for a few minor abrasions, there was no big loss at all. Although this is the advantage of slaying Lingbao, being able to solve it in such a short period of time is enough to show that their combat ability is not bad.

The battlefield was soon cleared, and each of these Ryan tribesmen had their storage bags full, and most of them were the resources they had looted.