"Young patriarch, you must not do this," Marfa said in shock after hearing this. Lao Zhu's plan was not hidden from Marfa. Marfa, who was familiar with Lao Zhu's plan, would have let the young patriarch of the totem tribe lead the army.
Attacking the Sideburn Blood Tribe, this army that has just experienced a defeat, how much fighting power does it still have? Even if it can be captured, it has nothing to do with the interests of the Ares Tribe. If the army of the Totem Tribe's young leader does not know the Totem Tribe, the next plan
But it cannot be executed.
It is impossible to talk about unifying the south of Thorn Ridge.
"Why not?"
At this moment, the young leader of the Totem Tribe is full of confidence in his plan. He has returned to the high-spirited moment when he just left the Totem Tribe. He imagines that he has captured the Sideburn Blood Tribe, and completely forgets about the Totem Tribe.
It fell off, and the ferocious pig head stared at Marfa oppressively. It was obvious that the young leader of the Totem Tribe had strong opinions about the person in front of him who raised objections. He just subconsciously muttered to himself, and was
The person in front of me heard the objection, the young leader of the Totem tribe, but he had no intention of consulting the other party.
"Don't say that the old patriarch asked the young patriarch to come back for reinforcements, let's just say that the young patriarch captured the Sideburn Blood Tribe, but only got some useless patriarchs. And when the Sideburn Blood Tribe army comes back for reinforcements, we will definitely not be our opponents,"
"It seems that as long as we attack the rear of the Sideburn Blood Tribe army, we can defeat the Sideburn Blood Tribe," Marfa immediately began to explain,
"Not bad, not bad, not bad," the young leader of the Totem tribe shouted several times, and then slapped Marfa on the shoulder.
"You're good. Follow me from now on. When I go back to the Great Blood Tribe, I won't treat you badly when I become the clan leader." The young clan leader of the Totem Tribe laughed and was very satisfied with Marfa's proposal.
Hearing the words of the young leader of the Totem Tribe, Marfa secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he deceived the defeated Totem Tribe back, it would be a victory. Following Lao Zhu for more than half a year, Marfa, under Lao Zhu's special training,
He also has good vision. To attack the sideburned tribe army with this defeated army is to seek death. He cannot die anymore, but this has little to do with him.
Lao Zhu didn't know that the young leader of the Totem Tribe proposed to attack the sideburned blood tribe's camp. Now Lao Zhu had just received a summons from the scouts. He was staring at the news from the scouts of the defeated Totem Tribe. The defeated Totem Tribe troops continued to move towards
The Totem Tribe camp advanced, which made Lao Zhu somewhat reassured.
Here in the Totem Tribe camp, a fierce battle is going on. Unlike the one-sided battle that broke out on the battlefield prepared by Lao Zhu, the Totem Tribe here relies on the camp to resist the attack of the Sideburn Blood Tribe. The Sideburn Blood Tribe has the upper hand and can face
The Wild Boar Warriors of the Bloody Tribe attacked one after another, but the Totem Tribe remained unmoved. The Totem Tribe was not weak. Although there were only half of the Wild Boar warriors left, those were still 3,000 Wild Boar warriors.
The Blood Tribe's attack was not able to defeat the Blood Tribe within one day.
The fierce battle has lasted for half a day. After the arrival of the Bloody Sideburns tribe army, they did not pause at all and started to attack directly. The wild boar warriors of the Sideburns Blood tribe were desperate for their lives and attacked the Totem tribe camp.
This battle is of great significance. If we win, it is not impossible for the Yanxue tribe to unify the south of Thorny Ridge and the entire Thorny Ridge in the future. Yanxue is completely desperate.
Holding a sharp axe, Yanxue exuded a powerful aura and shouted loudly at the totem tribe: "You old immortal, why don't you come out and die!"
Although Yanxue's scolding was full of momentum, it was just the same sentence over and over again. If Lao Zhu was tired of hearing it here, the wild boar people were different. The wild boars of the Yanxue tribe, as Yanxue yelled and cursed, the old patriarch of the Totem tribe did not
Go out, the morale is high, and you die generously, yes! Even if you die generously, the old patriarch of the Totem tribe still has a way of defending. Behind the camp, he lets the hunters shoot from a distance. Although there are not many hunters, they can continue to shoot for half a day.
The damage caused by rest is not small. Judging from the fact that the hunter has been shooting for half a day and still has arrows, we can see the preparations of the old leader of the Totem tribe.
Svenggart Spearmane, the old patriarch of the Totem Tribe, a ninth-level wild boar warrior, is one of the few peak powerhouses in Thorn Ridge. At this moment, Svenggart Spearmane is standing in the Totem Tribe camp, staring outside the camp.
There was blood on the temples as he yelled, anger flashed on his face, and there was a bloodstain on his right arm. This was a scar scratched by a sharp weapon. The flesh and blood on it was rolling, and it was obvious that the injury was serious.
Svenggart Spearmane is finally old. Although he has the strength of a ninth-level warrior, he is no longer at the peak of his prime. His strength has fallen. If he had just entered the ninth level in his prime, then
As a warrior, Svenggart Spearmane is confident that he can kill the opponent with ten moves. Svenggart Spearmane, who has been a ninth-level warrior for more than thirty years, only has rich experience at this moment. If it were not for his rich
Experience, at this moment, it is not injured, but bleeding from the temples under the sharp axe.
The fierce battle continued, and the sideburned blood tribe's army suffered a lot of casualties. The attack in half a day had already cost the bodies of thousands of brave wild boar warriors, but the effect was also there. The Totem tribe could not hold on for long, and the piled up
The corpses formed a good bridge. As long as the sideburn tribe army rushed into the Totem Tribe camp, it would be swept away. The ninth level warrior's sideburn tribe would be invincible.
Svenggart Spearmane is old, and no one can stop the edge of the blood on his temples.
Lao Zhu, who was rushing to the totem tribe, was riding on the Kodo beast. He took the bone necklace around his neck in his hand and looked at it carefully, feeling the changes on it. The bone necklace was changing.
Lao Zhu has known for a long time that as more and more people believe in the God of War, the above changes will be obvious, especially when someone understands the power of the God of War, a red spot the size of a sesame will appear on the bone necklace.
Originally, only a few people had comprehended the power of the God of War, which was not obvious yet, but at this moment, Lao Zhu could see the dense red spots on the bone necklace.
It is no longer as attractive as before. With such changes in the bone necklace, Lao Zhu knew that as the number of people who comprehend the power of the God of War reaches a certain number, the color of the bone necklace will be replaced by red. The sudden bone necklace appeared in Lao Zhu's eyes.
His hands became hot, and the red spots on them seemed to come alive, as if they were swimming. This phenomenon made Lao Zhu know that someone else had understood the power of the God of War. Feeling the changes on the bone necklace, Lao Zhu also experienced changes within his body.
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The power of the God of War burned in Lao Zhu's body.
