The Moran Tribe is indeed one of the largest tribes in the Central Grassland. Both in terms of strength and reputation, it is almost at the top of the food chain in the entire Central Grassland. Duan Qing and others, who have investigated the background and intelligence of the Central Tribe many times, are now
It is also very natural to understand how powerful the members of these tribes standing on the field are, even if the number does not seem as grand as it seemed in the previous games - as a rare female patriarch among these central tribes,
The elegant woman named Qinglan had met Duan Qing and others many times in various meetings. In these rare private exchanges, the matriarch was also very
He clearly confessed to them the principle and proposition of "it is more valuable to have more elite soldiers than to use more troops".
However, even so, the group of Moran warriors displayed in front of them at this time still showed unparalleled power.
"Warriors! Charge with me!"
The deafening shouts echoed in the quiet sky accompanied by the sudden charge of the green-gold armored leader. The uniform charge was also followed by countless Moran warriors behind him.
Suddenly appeared, the countless warriors of the Nak tribe who had been scattered in front also became the first targets, and were instantly overwhelmed by the charge of the uniform group. It seemed that they did not expect the direction of these crowded warriors.
The array could submerge in front of him at such a fast speed. The combat members of the Nake tribe who had just planned to disperse also let out a burst of disbelief on the other side of Duan Qing and others' vision. This was different from the previous ones.
Before the formations of the same team's coordinated operations in the previous battle were set up, they had already sunk into the unstoppable charging group along with the swords, guns and shields that were also unprepared: "Disperse! Disperse quickly——"
"They're too--unable to... distance!"
"Gather around the squad! Don't worry about the formation! Everyone fights on their own!"
"Deal with the attacks in front of each other first! Find a way to survive!"
"——It is indeed a combat method that only players can come up with."
Looking intently at the battle scene that took place in front of him, Duan Qing couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that the warriors of the Ke tribe are not players. Even if they can understand these orders and the intention behind them,
They don’t have that many lives left to execute it.”
"Speaking of which, this seems to be the first time that the Molan tribe has shown its power in front of us." Xue Ling Huan Bing on the side frowned more and more tightly: "Judging from the current situation, they are indeed
A powerful enemy that cannot be ignored."
"So whether we want to become enemies or not depends on how we operate." Duan Qing, who was still looking at the front of the battlefield, replied calmly: "If possible, I really don't want to fight with these people.
The guys are fighting against each other, and the group combat capability they are showing now is even more extreme than that of the Nake tribe...Have you seen the commander on the other side?"
"Of course, I have already found the source of the sound." Xue Ling Huan Bing gestured and pointed to one of the corners where the melee was coming together: "But it looks like -"
"That guy shouldn't be a player."
boom!
Following Xue Ling Huan Bing's instructions, Duan Qing also set his sights on one of the Nake tribe warriors who was fighting in that direction. He was giving instructions loudly in the ears of all the tribesmen.
At this time, one of the Moran warriors who was also overwhelmed and stepped forward flew away with a shield: "Whoaaaahhh!"
"Plan B!"
Then a word that was extremely familiar to Duan Qing appeared. That word was not understood by other grassland tribes present, but it instantly caused all the combatants of the Nake tribe to change uniformly: "Let go!"
A banging sound then appeared among the positions of the Nake tribe that had been completely dispersed. The fierce melee scene that was constantly stirring in front of Duan Qing and others was replaced by a sudden burst of wild sand, and several people were separated.
The wild sand raised by the hands of different warriors in different directions also turned into a thick fog that flooded every corner of the entire martial arts field in just a few breaths, covering the eyes and ears of the other spectators present:
"What, what's going on? Why did the sand suddenly rise?"
"It should be those people from the Nake tribe who did it! Those despicable people! They can't beat their opponents, but they still use such despicable methods!"
"What are you talking about? Do you really want to watch the people of the Molan tribe being massacred? If it were me, I would use this method."
"But with such strong sand and dust, even our own people shouldn't be able to see anything, right? Can they really turn the situation around in this way?"
"They must have a way to identify enemy and friendly targets."
Crossing his arms and nodding with determination, Duan Qing then pointed at the dust in front of him that almost spread to his nose and sighed: "What's more, they are a tribe that has practiced cooperation for so long. With those team members and various
With the tacit understanding between the team, this level of cooperation should be easily achieved."
"You're half right, but I don't think they can turn things around." Xue Ling Huan Bing shook her head at the scene that looked like the fog of a battlefield: "Unless this group of people from the Ke tribe
All of them have to change their jobs and become master-level assassins, otherwise they still won’t be able to do anything to the soldiers of the Meran Tribe.”
"Yes, to be able to launch such a strong charge while carrying heavy armor - the strength and defense of these warriors should be worthy of trust." Duan Qing curled his lips, and then sighed and lowered his chin.
In one sentence: "Is it almost certain that we will become an elite opponent thirty levels higher than us... Even if we want to assassinate such an enemy, I'm afraid we have to find a way to use some extraordinary means."
"The dust in front of us may not be as simple as it seems."
"Yes, it's poisonous!"
Before Duan Qing could finish these words, a burst of exclamations suddenly came from the direction of the viewing platform opposite the martial arts arena. Several other tribe members who had inhaled some mist because they were too close also vomited blood and fell to the ground.
He fell to the ground and was dragged further away by his companions behind him while shouting: "This smoke is poisonous!"
"What?" This time it was Duan Qing's turn. Several clan leaders gathered on the viewing platform stood up in unison: "They actually used poisonous smoke? These hateful third-rate tribes! They did whatever it takes to win.
degree?"
"Evacuate quickly! Keep members of the major tribes watching the battle away from this place! Zhuangsi Clan, you should have placed wind stones around Mi Ti Ling, right? Use them quickly, otherwise we may have to evacuate tribesmen further away.
.”
"The strong wind barriers have been activated a long time ago. They are originally used to block the strong winds from the outside world. However, please rest assured, clan leaders, the amount of these shabu is very limited, and -"
"Kesamandra."
Speaking this word lightly, the Qinglan patriarch, who lived in the center of the viewing platform, used his gentle and deep female voice to instantly suppress the commotion present: "A rare breed that grows in the shadows of the northern grasslands, with a very gentle personality.
A kind of grass leaves, but if their leaves are ground and then mixed with Luo Jinggen, it will become the most violent poison."
"But because there are too many mixed ingredients, this toxin will not fly too far." Pointing to the shabu that has not dissipated in front of her and the unusually quiet aura in the shabu, this luxurious woman said
He smiled and tilted the huge wooden hairpin stuck across his head: "So please don't worry, they will naturally sink to the ground after time passes."
"Chief Qinglan, I'm very sorry that such a thing happened." While the other tribal chiefs looked at each other in shock, a guard from the Zhuang Si tribe took the lead and stepped forward to apologize: "Chief, please rest for a while, we will be there soon.
Clear the battlefield and rescue the noble warriors from inside——"
"Save? Why save?" With an elegant low smile, the Qinglan clan leader interrupted the other party and raised a fresh hand on the sleeve of his gorgeous robe: "Don't interfere, the game is not over yet.
"
"Do you really think that the Molan tribe, which is the best at herbal medicine in the central grassland, will fall into this obvious poisonous mist?"
Fierce shouts of killing were heard behind the thick fog that could not be seen at the same time as the Qinglan patriarch's words fell. They were sporadic sounds at first, but soon turned into more and more familiar loud sounds.
Shouts, as well as countless clashes of swords and guns and metal sounds that broke through the air. The sand and fog that had begun to gradually settle seemed to show signs of rolling again with the renewed battle, but the windless environment soon
The figures that started the battle appeared. It seemed that due to the unaffected and huge strength gap, these figures that attracted the attention of the other tribe members who were watching the battle quickly determined the winner: "——The leader of the tribe.
grown ups!"
"Please rest assured, Patriarch! We are all safe!"
Still looking like he was fully armed with blue-gold armor, the leader of the Moran tribe standing at the edge of the martial arts field then raised his salute gesture towards the graceful and noble woman above him: "The leader has a wonderful plan!
The patriarch is wise and mighty!"
"The patriarch has a wonderful plan! The patriarch is wise and powerful!"
Amid the jaw-dropping scenes all around, Qinglan, who was standing on a high platform looking down at her own warriors, accepted the tsunami-like praises so calmly and generously, and then turned around amidst waves of cheers and noises.
He pointed in the direction of the Zhuangsi Clan guard who was also a little dull: "Why, isn't this enough?"
"...I'm sorry." Looking at the Nake tribe members who also started to fall down, the guards' voices of agreement finally turned into a shout from the emcee in the distance: "The game is over!"
"The winner is the Molan tribe!"
More and more cheers and discussions began to appear around this announcement, and finally turned into endless waves that spread to every corner of the martial arts arena. Duan Qing, who was also one of them, also looked at the drummers indifferently.
The Zhuangsi clan members who entered the field to clean up with the power of the wind stone slowly put down the arms they had been holding on their chests: "It seems that it is over."
"The object of our suspicion has not gone all the way after all." Xueling Huanbing on the side also sighed and said: "This should be something to be thankful for. Why do I think you don't seem to be happy?"
"There may be many reasons, and I can't name them." Recalling the various fleeting inspirations that may have occurred in the previous scene in his mind, Duan Qing finally pulled back his rationality first:
"But as far as this game is concerned, there is probably only one reason why the Nake people lost in the end."
"That's right, they used such an unexpected and extraordinary method but failed to defeat the enemy. Most likely because they did not expect that the people of the Molan tribe were not afraid of the poisonous fog at all." Xue Ling Huan Bing nodded with a low expression.
: "But this will lead to another, even stranger problem."
"Don't these guys like to collect intelligence?" She turned to look at Duan Qing's face: "They defeated the Kolia tribe so beautifully in the last game just because of the intelligence before the war. Why are they like this?
Will we even hit such an obvious advantage area of the Molan tribe at once?"
"Probably for the same reason." Duan Qing shrugged his shoulders: "People who can collect intelligence may naturally be controlled by intelligence. If they lack enough experience to judge, they may also stumble on some false intelligence.
Woolen cloth."
"...Did you do it?"
"Of course I didn't do it. How could I be in such a leisurely mood? And according to the news from the Lufen Chamber of Commerce, they didn't buy any information from us at all this time... Well."
As if he noticed something concerning, Duan Qing, who was talking, suddenly turned his gaze to a corner on one side of the arena. In that direction, a group of people who were also receiving the Nake warriors also appeared.
The small black shadow, the cloaked appearance and posture also disappeared in the next moment. Without enough time to run over to track the opponent's existence, Duan Qing's steps that he just subconsciously took stopped in place, and he rushed towards
Xueling Huanbing, who was also aware of this, shook his head, and the next words he planned to say were interrupted by another burst of noise inside and outside the venue: "Okay! I've kept everyone waiting!"
"Due to the annoying toxic fumes left over from the last game, it may take some time for our venue to be cleaned up."
It was still the voice of the Zhuang Sacrificial Master of Ceremony who announced the progress of the Barish Conference with his own loud voice. This voice that came from unknown sources also suppressed countless other voices that were also noisy and hotly discussed around him: "But please.
Don’t worry, the wait is definitely worth it!”
"The person who will appear in our next duel ceremony is our proprietor! The brightest sun on the central grassland, the electorate closest to the sacred mountain! The best candidate for the championship of this Barish Conference!"
"The Zhuang Si Clan!"
This chapter has been completed!