Soon, the wild boar chief walked out of it with a pale face and trembling body. Behind him were more than two hundred soulless warriors.

"Chief Gnattooth, what's wrong?" Many chiefs saw the expression on the face of the wild boar chief, and immediately jumped down from the war pig.

"It's all over!"

"There isn't a single clansman in the tribe... Damn the kobolds... I'm going to kill them, roar..." Chief Kneeltooth looked extremely painful, staggered to his knees, clenched his hands into fists, and beat him hard.

.

All eyes are full of anger!

boom……

His tribe originally had 1,500 tribesmen, but after taking away 400 warriors, there were still more than 1,100 tribesmen.

But now there is no one in the tribe, no, there are a lot of rotten bones, and there are kobold corpses mixed in them.

There is not a single living tribe member left, and his tribe is finished. It was the tribe founded by his father. It developed from a gathering of dozens of wandering wild boars in the wilderness to the tribe it is today.

But now it's all ruined!

nothing left!

Many chiefs walked into the camp without asking anyone. Soon, everyone looked bad.

There are corpses everywhere, including more than 500 kobolds and quilboars.

Some of the wild boar chiefs began to turn pale because their tribes were not very strong.

In particular, there are some rumors that nearly ten tribes have been conquered by kobolds, which means that there are more than 20 chiefs present, and the situation of half of them may be almost the same as that of the Gnat tribe.

Suddenly, some people couldn't sit still!

"No, chiefs, we can't waste time here!"

"I agree, damn the kobolds. They attacked the great wild boar tribe. Maybe my tribe... No, set off immediately. I must rush back as soon as possible."

"That's right, we can't stay here any longer. Maybe the people of my tribe are waiting for me..."

"Quick, quick, quick, let's go now!"

………

Suddenly, most of the chiefs couldn't sit still and wanted to leave immediately.

Originally, they all planned to take a rest with the Kyaoth tribe and give the soldiers who had been marching for more than two days a hot meal. However, after seeing the miserable condition of the Kyaya tribe, none of them had the intention.

Just as the chiefs ordered the convoy to leave, a calm, middle-aged wild boar chief walked towards the painful Chief Gnattooth.

"Grudge your teeth and put away your cowardly tears. Sadness will not move the gods and resurrect your people."

"Come with me, your new home is the Iron Fang Tribe!" The middle-aged wild boar chief looked down at Chief Kneeltooth and said calmly.

"Chief Iron Fang?"

"You want to subdue me? You want me, a chief, to act based on your expression? Isn't this too whimsical!" Chief Gnattooth slowly got up from the ground and stared coldly at the middle-aged wild boar chief.

"Haha, Kowtow, what else do you have?"

"You? Or the only two hundred or so warriors left?" Chief Tieya crossed his arms and glanced at Tieya and the more than two hundred wild boar warriors sitting behind him in a daze.

"Hmph, without a tribe, you are just a lost dog. With more than two hundred people, you are not even qualified to be a wild dog." Chief Tieya sneered.

Wild dogs represent the most hated group of thieves among the chiefs. Even if Chief Kowya leads more than two hundred wild boars, his strength is just an inconspicuous role among the countless thieves groups in the wasteland.

Chief Gnattooth, who has no tribal support, will either be destroyed by a group of thieves or mercenaries, or else he will be turned into dirt bit by bit by the endless wasteland.

"So, if you join the Iron Fang Tribe, a large tribe of five thousand wild boars, your future will definitely not be a handful of dirt in the wasteland."

"One minute to think about it!" Chief Tieya looked directly at Kyaya, raised a finger in his hand, and pointed at the large team that was about to set off: "As soon as we set off, you will be a lonely wild dog in the wilderness, and there will be countless hounds in the wasteland.

, you don’t think you are also a hound, do you?”

The more he gnashed his teeth, the paler his face became. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the bristles on his head stood up.

He felt that Tie Ya was right. Although the other party wanted to annex him, it seemed better than being torn apart by hounds wandering in the wilderness.

Kowtow's face gradually changed from ugly to calm. He looked at Tie Ya who had succeeded in his conspiracy and said, "I can join your tribe, but I hope you will treat my brothers equally."

He went on an expedition with more than 400 people, but came back with only more than 200 people. These are the tribesmen who grew up with him. This is partly the reason why he joined Tie Ya.

The Gnattooth Tribe is finished, but the Gnattooth Tribe seeds need to be retained.

"Of course, they are now the warriors of the Iron Fang tribe, and you, my general."

"Walk!"

Soon, this large army set off quickly, marching much faster than before, because not only the chiefs were worried about their own tribes.

Soldiers are also worried about their loved ones.

——

About ten hours later.

It was already approaching night, and in the Storm Chief's lobby, Cardin and Bright gathered together again.

"So, it is possible that Iron Fang's troops will arrive near the Stormwind Tribe in the middle of the night?" Cardin looked at Scout Tyton.

Edward hasn't come back yet for some reason, so Tyton is temporarily in charge of intelligence.

According to the information from Tyton's scout team, Chief Iron Fang's troops had arrived a hundred miles away to the north an hour ago.

"It should be about the same. Chief Tieya's team probably has less than 1,500 people, but he has more than 300 elk wagons of food, so no matter how fast they march, it will take more than four hours."

"Furthermore, when the enemy arrives near the Storm Tribe, it will be difficult to travel and travel, and it is impossible to attack immediately."

"So, maybe we can take the initiative or ambush them and catch them off guard?" Bright said with a fighting spirit in his eyes.

"impossible!"

"You can imagine that the other side must have thought that they started withdrawing their troops the day before yesterday and traveled nearly a thousand miles in the past three days. The soldiers must have been confused."

"The opponent will never arrive near the Storm Tribe. They may stay dozens of miles away to replenish their physical strength, eat a big meal, recharge their batteries, and fight again tomorrow morning!"

"So it is absolutely impossible to take the initiative!" Chonglou shook his head and objected.

According to what he learned about Chief Tieya from the people, although this person has little knowledge, he is definitely not an idiot. The other party will definitely know about the common sense of marching.

Hearing Chonglou's rebuttal, Black's fighting spirit immediately went out and he took a deep look at Chonglou.

"What do you mean, the other party won't attack tonight?" Kadan nodded after hearing this. What Chonglou said made sense.

"Absolutely not!"

"But if he doesn't come, let's go!" Chonglou said with a smile.

"Should we take the initiative?" Suddenly, Bright's eyes ignited with blazing fire, looking eager to try.

"Yes and no!"

"Just say it directly, don't be too pretentious!" Brett said impatiently.

Really, if you do it directly, there are not so many twists and turns.
Chapter completed!