"General!"

"General!!!"

As the general who defended Baihe City, Liu Meng's every move undoubtedly touched the hearts of every soldier in the defense force.

And there is no doubt how great the impact on the morale of the soldiers under his command is when the general who leads the army falls.

Looking at Liu Meng who looked ashen after spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Many soldiers were temporarily confused.

As for Zhang Lue, who was standing on the wall, his heart was directly in his throat.

He wanted to help out, but although his strategy was acceptable, his bravery was not enough.

The soldiers left on the city wall are basically archers, or soldiers who control three-bow crossbows. They can't help if they go up, and may only cause chaos.

It can be said that I have the heart but not the power.

The whole situation is about to fall into chaos.

At this moment, Liu Meng, who stood up slowly with the bronze sword in his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then suddenly shouted, "What are you yelling for? I'm fine!!"

I don't know if the churning blood has finally calmed down.

At this time, Liu Meng's face looked a little better, and a trace of blood appeared on his face.

That powerful roar made the soldiers defending the city heave a sigh of relief.

Standing on the city wall, Zhang Lue quickly ordered to the soldiers on the side, "Quick, light the smoke and send out the smoke signal!"

At first, they thought they were just a group of barbarians and natives, and they could repel them only with their Baihe City defenders.

But now it seems that this situation has undoubtedly changed!

"That boy Zhang Lue is finally reassuring."

After glancing at the smoke lit on the wall, Liu Meng, who had calmed down a little, lowered his head and glanced at the bronze breastplate on his body, and then the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably.

At this moment, the thick bronze breastplate was completely dented and even a little deformed.

The sharp pain that came from his chest made him clearly realize that at least one or two ribs on his chest had been broken.

If the ice bear's pounce had not been blocked by the bronze breastplate, his life would have been lost.

Liu Meng, who had walked outside the gate of hell once, now had some lingering fear on his face.

Subconsciously, I took a deep breath, trying to calm down my emotions.

But he didn't expect that just the movement of breathing would cause him to break out in cold sweat from the pain on his forehead.

At this moment, looking at Liu Meng who was still alive after being pounced by the ice bear under him, Harold's face was full of surprise.

Among the northern tribes, if you tell others that a person can still survive after being attacked by an ice bear, the people who hear that will 100% think that you are playing tricks on them.

Such a thing has never happened before, so after Liu Meng was knocked out, Harold did not pursue him, but who would have thought that the result would be like this?

"This is a warrior."

The expression on Harold's face became a little more solemn.

Their northern tribes have always respected warriors.

But respect is due to respect, since he is an enemy, then he will not be soft when he takes action!

As his thoughts raced, Harold, who was riding an ice bear, charged forward with his bone hammer again.

When Liu Meng saw this, he raised his bronze sword and shield to attack.

He had never fought an enemy riding an ice bear before, so it could only be said that he suffered from inexperience and carelessness.

Now that he had learned his lesson and paid the price for it, he always paid attention to the Ice Bear's movements, and for a while, the two sides were inseparable.

While the two sides were fighting, there was a burst of heavy footsteps, and the soldiers of the Winter Tribe also arrived shortly after.

Harold, who noticed the movement, shouted without looking back, "You don't have to worry about this. I'm going to kill this southerner with my own hands!"

When Hill heard this, a hint of disdain flashed vaguely in her ice-blue eyes.

Although she was born into a northern tribe, unlike most barbarians, she has always looked down on these idiots who only think about muscles.

This time, the main reason why the entire northern tribe moved south was that the high priest received a revelation from the God of Wind and Snow, which predicted that the day of natural disaster was coming.

But to be honest, behind this incident, she also used a lot of means to add fuel to the flames.

Because she never liked that bitter cold land of ice and snow!

But Hill knew in her heart that she couldn't say it out loud.

Although she has defeated the previous leader and became the new leader of the Winter Tribe.

But among the northern tribes, even the new leader will be dismissed or even expelled once he says such words!

So she has been waiting, she is waiting for an opportunity.

But just before that, the opportunity came.

The high priest foretells that the day of natural disaster is coming. If you don't leave, once the day of natural disaster comes, at least half of the tribe will die from the natural disaster!

But even so, there are a bunch of idiots who want to coexist and die with that damn frozen soil, and those people's minds have definitely been blown away by the snowstorm!

Hill cursed in his heart while exercising his power as the leader of the Winter Tribe.

It means that for the life of an entire tribe member, he will lead his tribe to move south.

Normally, no one would respond to her at all, but now on the day of the disaster, and the high priest has spoken, many people are shaken.

In the end, the entire Winter Tribe approved this proposal, and then reached a consensus with another powerful tribe in the Bitter Cold Land, the Ice Bear Tribe, and only then did the northern tribes move south this time.

Let’s get back to the topic, now that the strength of the two major tribes, her Winter tribe should be slightly stronger than Harold’s Ice Bear tribe.

Therefore, she has always had a relatively clear dominant position in this migration to the south.

However, if their two major tribes really fight, even if the Winter tribe can win, they will have to pay a relatively heavy price.

In other words, it's not time to fall out with Harold yet.

There was no need for something to happen to her that would upset her because of such a trivial matter.

Thinking of this, Hill decisively drove the mammoth Hack towards the enemy on the other side.

Mammoth Huck's participation in the battle is undoubtedly a powerful fighting force.

Every sweep of the thick elephant trunk will bring devastating destructive power.

Looking at the battle situation outside the city, and then at Liu Meng who was fighting with a red-bearded barbarian riding on the back of an ice bear, Zhang Lue's face was full of solemnity.

"There are only one thousand troops defending Baihe City, but the number of barbarians attacking this time is estimated to be around three thousand, plus the beasts driven by those barbarians..."

"This barbarian army is stronger than expected. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold it back first." After Zhang Lue's expression changed for a while, he suddenly made up his mind...

"Retreat! Sound the horn and tell them to withdraw!"

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