Thirty miles north of the Storm Tribe, there is a forest close to the Rhine River. It is called the Little Blackstone Forest because this forest, which is nearly two hundred miles long, is also the remnant of the Blackstone Mountains.

On the edge of the two-hundred-mile-long Blackstone Forest, there are many wild boar tribes living here, and the closest to the storm is the Rock Mountain tribe.

Rock Mountain Tribe!

A small tribe of three thousand people.

In the wooden camp, wild boars were walking around on the deck, some wearing broken leather armor, and some with their upper bodies naked.

Outside the camp, which is less than four meters high, there are many wild boar men, women, and children coming and going, and there are patches of planting land not far from the tribe.

The vines in some plots have withered, and there are still many wild boars collecting them. Some vines are still green.

The whole tribe seemed peaceful.

They were far unaware that hundreds of eyes were watching them in the small black stone forest not far away.

Under a tall tree nearly ten meters tall, a werewolf looked at the tribe only three miles away with a cold light in his eyes.

Needless to say, this was Bright who came with the troops.

Behind him were a dark army of storms lying on the ground or hiding behind trees.

"Captain Grudge, follow the plan!" Bright said calmly without looking back.

"yes!"

The wild boar man behind Bright nodded, and then with a big wave of his hand, his group of wild boar men immediately stood up and followed him out of the woods.

The so-called planned action means that Bright and others have already thought up an attack plan.

After all, although he had sufficient troops, he acted recklessly and suffered heavy casualties. He had no way to explain to Cardan when he returned to the tribe.

As Kouya led a group of hundreds of people towards the Yanshan Tribe, the soldiers of the Yanshan Tribe also discovered them.

The wild boar people in the simple camp of the Rock Mountain Tribe instantly panicked, and at the same time several archers aimed at them.

And, the gate of the camp was quickly closed.

"Stop, or we will fire arrows!" Soon, a quilboar wearing leather armor appeared on the camp and warned in quilboar language to the approaching Kneeltooth.

Gnats signaled the warriors behind him to stop, and at the same time looked at the wild boar opposite and shouted: "I am the envoy of the Gray Blade Tribe, let your chief come out!"

The wild boar man opposite suddenly changed his expression and quickly disappeared from the camp.

At the same time, a figure crawled into half a meter of grass and slowly approached the Yanshan tribe.

soon!

At the Rock Mountain Tribe camp, two wild boar men appeared in leather armor. One was the one just now, and the other looked towards the distance and said, "Mr. Messenger of the Gray Blade Tribe, why did you come to our Rock Mountain Tribe?"

At the same time, Chief Yanshan of the Rock Tribe looked at Kowtow and the uniformly dressed warriors behind him.

Yanshan was secretly surprised. The big tribe was indeed a big tribe, and all of them were wearing armor.

However, he soon felt relieved. The Gray Blade Tribe was the closest and strongest tribe to him.

There are 50,000 to 60,000 ethnic groups, which can actually be compared to a small tribe like Yanshan.

By the way, there is also the tribe in the south called Storm.

This tribe appeared without warning. According to news, the Storm Tribe was formerly the Iron Fang Tribe.

Of course he knew the chief of the Tieya tribe, after all, he was the equal chief of the tribe.

However, according to news, the chief of the Storm Tribe is not Tie Ya, but his name is Kadan.

Moreover, this tribe even has tauren, dwarves, and kobolds.

What a strange tribe.

"Chief Yanshan, on behalf of Chief Gray Blade, I have come to discuss the alliance with the chief. You are at war with each other. This seems to be a rejection of Gray Blade's goodwill." Kneg Teeth looked into the distance and said lightly.

Alliance?

Yan Yan's first reaction was that he was a little confused. Is the Yanshan tribe qualified to form an alliance with the powerful and terrifying Gray Blade?

Isn't this a joke?

Although he is not very smart, he also knows that when the Rock Mountain Tribe encounters the Gray Blade Tribe, they will be annexed without any resistance.

Besides, he had heard that the Gray Blade Tribe had annexed four or five small tribes in the past half month.

"Sir Messenger, don't be ridiculous, how can the Rock Mountain Tribe qualify to form an alliance with the Gray Blade Tribe?" Chief Rock shook his head.

"Sir, please come back and take me to say hello to Chief Gray Blade!"

Kowtow frowned, the wild boar chief opposite seemed to have some intelligence.

"Chief Rock, do you really want to refuse the kindness of my Gray Blade tribe? Lord Gray Blade has already obtained the consent of more than 20 small and large tribes near the Gray Blade tribe. Do you want to refuse Lord Gray Blade's invitation?" Kowtow's face gradually turned pale.

Get colder, threatened.

Then, he continued to say coldly: "Master Mashar has fallen. Our Gray Blade tribe will definitely unify this wasteland with a radius of several hundred miles in the future. If you refuse now, in the future, our tens of thousands of troops will go south, and your Yanshan tribe will take

What resistance?”

Marshall is dead?

Chief Rock was stunned!

The wild boar leader who followed him was also shocked!

"Lord Mashal is dead?" Chief Rock looked at Kashi and asked with a trembling voice.

You know, he is looking forward to Machar regaining his glory!

Without Machar, he couldn't believe what chaos the wasteland would be like!

Especially small tribes like the Yanshan tribe must be victims.

Originally, he had imagined that Machar would get better. After all, he was an eighth-level strongman who could not only intimidate the centaurs in the north, but also create peace in the wasteland.

In particular, small tribes like them avoided the fate of being annexed by larger tribes.

But now Marshal is dead!

Chief Rock glanced at the wild boar leader under his command, and his expression changed drastically.

If Machar is really dead, then the Gray Blade tribe is no longer a verbal threat, but a real possibility.

So if he rejects the Gray Blade's messenger, will he anger the powerful Gray Blade tribe?

"Chief, why don't you invite the other party in first and see how to form an alliance first? The Gray Blade is too powerful and will anger the other party. Let's..." the wild boar leader suggested cautiously.

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Yan Yan frowned and glanced at the wild boar commander under his command, then looked at Kowtow outside, his expression changed several times, and finally he nodded helplessly.

He really couldn't afford to offend Gray Blade, but he was also afraid that when he met the Gray Blade envoy, the other party would make some excessive demands, and he wouldn't be able to agree to it, or not agree to it!

However, this is already the case, so I can only bite the bullet. After all, if I refuse directly now, I will be offended to death.

"Lord Gray Blade Herald, please come in. The Rock Mountain Tribe is willing to talk about forming an alliance!"

"Okay, it's absolutely right to form an alliance with the Gray Blade Tribe!" He chuckled.

At the same time, he tilted his head slightly and said coldly: "Get ready, approach the gate of the Yanshan tribe's camp and quickly control it."

"Yes, sir, don't worry!"

The two deputy captains behind Kuchia nodded.

"Walk!"

The gate of the Yanshan tribe's camp was opened, and Chief Yan came out with his commanders to greet Kashi.
Chapter completed!