"Brother Mu, this thing is so powerful, what's its name?"
In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on that tall figure.
After working hard day and night, we finally achieved a breakthrough.
When they thought that they would be able to control these powerful guys, all the White Armor warriors present inevitably felt excited in their hearts.
So now, the crowd's expectant eyes fell on Mu Fan.
The naming right undoubtedly belongs to Mu Fan.
"Chongzhou!"
"I hope they can play their due role in your hands, and I hope to see them brave the wind and waves."
"This is the 0th generation of the trial product. The first generation will be officially produced next!"
After Mu Fan finished speaking, everyone present began to savor these two words carefully.
"Chongzhou..."
"This is the ship that carries our White Armor tribe to victory!"
Alva chewed on this word, the smile on his face became wider and wider, and then he raised his arms and shouted.
At this moment, all the Baijia people present cheered to the sky, this was their new weapon.
This is a gift that Teacher Xiao Wang and Brother Mu from afar brought to the Baijia Clan!
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Woo
The desolate horn sound suddenly sounded under the night sky, disturbing this rare peace.
"Enemy attack!"
The warning from the sentry ahead was instantly transmitted to the village.
Alva, who was carefully drawing a totem pattern for his boat, suddenly stood up with a sinister smile on his face.
"It's been quiet for two days after a lot of effort. It seems that the Red Stone Tribe will not give up until they wipe out our Baijia Tribe this time."
Alva looked at the unfinished wolf head on the animal bone with cold eyes.
"Fighters of the White Armor clan, today you have received your own miraculous weapon. Now I ask that you use the blood of your enemies to fight for this miraculous weapon given to our clan by the sky!"
"The Wolf Armor Group assembles."
"The White Armored Regiment assembles."
Alva and Isaiah came forward at the same time.
The sounds in the village first became quiet, and then erupted like a volcano.
The wind on the grassland was howling, and the sleeping crowd all entered a fighting state after a brief buffer.
The Baijia tribe, all the people are soldiers.
The girl in the tent yawned and rubbed her eyes. After a few seconds, her eyes suddenly widened.
"The enemy is attacking?"
With an exclamation, Nuonuo quickly put on her coat and rushed out.
As a result, because the speed was too fast, I tripped when I rushed out and almost flew out.
A hand stopped her from diagonally.
Mu Fan looked at the girl hanging on his arm and sighed helplessly.
"Too careless."
His eyes were full of doting.
The fear in Nuo Nuo's heart disappeared instantly, replaced by an abundant sense of security.
"What's going on now?"
"The enemy is attacking. This time it should be the Red Stone Tribe."
"Then let's go take a look."
Just after she finished speaking, Nuo Nuo felt her body light up for an instant, and then a strong sound of wind passed by her ears.
Mu Fan held her in his arms and appeared on the wall a moment later.
The sky was dotted with stars, and large swaths of firelight floated in the distance under the night sky.
It even turned half the sky red.
"so many people……"
There is nothing wrong with Nuo Nuo's emotion.
This may be the largest battle on this grassland in the past twenty years.
Those burning torches have connected into an ocean.
"Mu Fan."
After two days of getting along, Alva and others finally changed the name from Brother Mu to Mu Fan.
This represents their heartfelt recognition.
They have changed from guests coming from afar to comrades who can stand side by side.
"Without you, I'm afraid the Baijia tribe would choose to retreat today."
"[Chongzhou], I can finally fight, my heart..." Alva pounded his chest, "It is already beating uncontrollably!"
"In this first battle, please let us, the warriors of the White Armor clan, fight for our homeland."
Seeing the other party's pleading eyes, Mu Fan understood and nodded.
"Hey."
A smile broke out on Alva's face, and when his gaze turned forward again, it was already full of bloodthirsty.
"Chongzhou"
"Arrangement!"
Wow.
With a uniform voice, the 74 strongest warriors walked out.
They also put on the bone horned helmets to complete the final armament.
There are seven collision angles on the whole body, including the large collision angle on the main body of the boat, a total of eight!
The corner that had been carefully polished by one person was shining faintly under the starlight.
The first batch of bone gold eventually produced 76 boats.
74 are standard versions.
The remaining two are customized versions of Alva and Isaiah, the two most powerful warriors.
Upgraded from thirteen strings to twenty strings.
And compared to other warriors, their protective equipment became full-body armor.
Complete production of the Star Beast King Bone.
The two stood at the front of the team and roared in unison.
"Fight!"
The regiment of five hundred men responded with a roar.
The sound of striding march spread under the night sky.
Just one minute later, a seemingly thin umbrella-shaped formation appeared at the outermost edge of the village.
"The Baijia people are really born warriors."
Mu Fan sighed sincerely.
The physical fitness of any person in the corps can surpass that of an ordinary martial arts master.
These people gathered together to form a regiment and officially fought.
Coupled with the customized miniature armor [Chongzhou], even Mu Fan began to look forward to it.
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Izevendrakuo is the young patriarch of the Red Stone Clan.
He is often remembered for his incompetence and dissoluteness.
But even so no one dared to offend him.
It's really because his surname "Lakuo" represents too amazing a status and power.
It was really because his father was too powerful on this grassland.
Basil Raqua!
The leader of the Red Stone Clan.
In this vast prairie, where conflicts and battles break out every day, Basil Lakuo is indispensable for the Redstone Tribe's ability to maintain its current status.
The largest trading center on the grassland.
This is Basil Laqua's proudest achievement.
He uses his mind to run it better.
He protected this wealth with force.
He is the well-deserved leader of the Red Stone Clan.
The tribe is getting stronger and stronger under his leadership, this is an indisputable fact.
But Basil Laqua's mood has been extremely irritable recently.
That is, all the beast-control elders were killed because of a simple beast control.
The Red Stone Clan's trump card was ruthlessly strangled before it was fully revealed.
Basil Lakuo didn't pay attention to the previous conflicts.
Even though the White Armor Clan's fighting power is amazing, their poor population base is simply not enough for Basil to take them seriously.
But everything has completely changed since the death of the four beast-controlling elders.
Boom!
Boom!
A "mountain" is moving slowly.
It was a Modo dragon with a body length of more than 100 meters and a height of more than 20 meters!
On the back of the giant lizard, there is a ten-meter-square blood-colored platform, and several figures are bowing to face the tall figure on the bone chair.
"Izavande hasn't come back yet?"
The indifferent voice contained the smell of blood.