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Chapter 262 Restart the war

Just as Shalu was about to wave his mace, he saw more than a dozen huge white flags erected on the city in the distance. The closed thorn-spiked metal door creaked open, and a lone figure was seen, sitting astride it.

On a blood-devouring eagle, there is also a battle flag on its shoulders.

The blood-devouring eagle from the four realms of Yun Dao ran for a short distance on the ground, then jumped into the air and flew straight towards the camp of the Ice Barbarian Alliance. The totem battle flag whistled in the wind.

"Could it be that the Blood-devouring Tribe, the die-hard followers of the Ice Barbarian God of War, are also going to surrender?" Shalu was startled by his conjecture, and he slowly retracted the mace he had just swung a short distance in his hand.

The chief of the Horned Deer Tribe jumped out. When he saw the face of the visitor and the battle flag he was carrying, he immediately shouted excitedly: "Congratulations, sir, congratulations, sir. The chief of the Blood-devouring Tribe, Xueze, surrendered with the totem battle flag of his tribe.

Coming!"

"Wow haha! God is really helping me!" Hearing this, Sharu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly with excitement. He got off his mount and quickly went up to meet him.

At this time, the ice barbarian warriors who were preparing to charge all breathed a sigh of relief.

With the strength of the Blood-devouring Tribe, if they were to defend desperately with the help of tall city walls and defensive equipment, they would have to kill at least half a million elite members of the Alliance army. In other words, at least half of these people would have to rush out.

Fallen on the way to charge.

Now that the Blood-devouring Tribe surrendered without a fight, how could they not be overjoyed?

The last solid line of defense in front of the Holy City tore a hole in the Blood-devouring Tribe. Sharu immediately adjusted his strategy. The other three armies were stationed in place to encircle the Holy City. The top combat forces gathered on his side and attacked the Holy City in a mighty manner.

city.

Unexpectedly, all the tribes he met along the way showed no resistance, and they all obediently handed over the totem war flags of their respective tribes. Shalu was in a good mood, and in order not to trigger resistance from the surrendering tribes, he graciously refused

They did not use their supplies, but only allowed Bloodze and other tribes to accompany them to fight together.

There is no such thing as false surrender in Bingman's dictionary. Once the tribe's totem war flag is handed over and surrendered, for the glory of Bingman and the Holy Ancestor, it is impossible to betray them in battle. Therefore, Shalu calmly gathered experts from all walks of life and launched a mighty battle.

Dang killed him under the holy city.

The light of the Holy Ancestor Totem Battle Flag and the Heroic Spirit Battle Flag shrouded every Bingman body. The Bingmans of the Great Tribe Alliance felt unprecedented warmth and comfort, and the strength in their bodies increased by a large amount. Shalu clapped his hands excitedly.

The man in black robe next to him laughed wildly and said: "Master Condor, I have said that no matter what totem war flag the Ice Barbarian God of War brings out, it will be effective against us Ice Barbarians."

Hearing what he said, the man in black robe next to him bowed down humbly, with a sinister smile on his lips and secretly cursed: "Ice Barbarians are Ice Barbarians. The stronger you are, the more fiercely you will kill each other here."

, our Holy Puppet Sect will be safe in the future!”

"Lord Shalu, the surrendering tribe said that only the most primitive tribesmen of the Kuangzhan tribe are left in the holy city at this time, and the elite barbarian warriors are less than 2,000. Let's crush them in one fell swoop!" The eyes of the chief of the Jiaolu tribe showed greed and viciousness.

Light Road.

"Hmph! It's not your turn to tell me what I want to do, so step back!" Sharu snorted displeased.

"That's right, that's right, it's up to you to make the decision." The chief of the Jiaolu Tribe bent down and said with a smile.

Shalu turned around and asked: "Xueze, you just left the Holy City, what do you think?"

"My subordinates think that the Kuezhan Tribe asked us to surrender first, but left our troops to defend the Holy City, just to save face. In my opinion, it is better to give them a step to persuade them to surrender, otherwise they will be forced to panic.

If they destroy the Holy Ancestor Battle Flag and the Heroic Spirit Battle Flag, they will lose more than they gain!" Xue Ze said, neither humble nor arrogant.

Shahru nodded with satisfaction, "Brother Xue and I have thought of it together. I will trouble you to go and surrender. As long as the Kuangzhan tribe surrenders obediently and presents the Holy Ancestor and the heroic spirit battle flag, the Ice Barbarian War God and the Saint will swear allegiance to the Holy Ancestor."

I will keep their title of the Royal Tribe in name only."

"Your Majesty has a kind heart, and I admire you very much!" Xue Ze cupped his hand, urged him to sit down on the Blood-devouring Eagle, and headed straight for the Holy City.

"Bingman from the Mad War Tribe, listen..."

Xue Ze Hong shouted Shalu's original words several times, and the sound echoed in the mountains and the battlefield.

The next moment, except for Anna, the great shaman, and a few other people in the holy city, the ice barbarians of the Wild War Tribe were completely angry. They cursed Xue Ze who surrendered on the spot and even took the initiative to persuade him to surrender.

This burst of curses was so shocking that the heavens and the earth were shaken, and the roaring curses soared into the sky.

"His Majesty, the God of War, told us to surrender and live well. What's the point of you trying so hard to save face?" Xueze said coldly with a livid face.

"Traitor, get out!"

"The Wild War Tribe swears to live and die with the battle flag!"



The great shaman on the city wall looked at the tribal totem war flags standing outside. Except for those who had surrendered, there were at least hundreds of them. Except for the most mysterious hill tribe war flags, the four major golden tribes were all listed.

, the rest of the tribes are also well-known in the Bingman Mountains. Obviously when the army gathered, many other tribes came over to share a piece of the pie.

"If His Majesty the God of War can really seize this opportunity, the Iceman Mountains can really decide the outcome in one battle, but can he really reverse the situation by himself?" Anna, the great shaman, thought worriedly.

Shalu frowned in the distance and sneered disdainfully: "Shameless, these guys who won't shed tears until they see the coffin, go and recall the blood pool, and the army will start attacking!"

"As you command!"

An ice barbarian warrior took the order and went to deliver the order.

There were only less than 2,000 ice barbarian warriors in the Holy City. The chief of the Horned Deer Tribe, who was bent on dividing the spoils, stepped out of the queue and said loudly: "The Horned Deer Tribe is willing to lead its 50,000 elite troops to capture the Holy City for you!"

"Haha! Work hard and let them see our power! Your reward will be indispensable after the city is defeated." Sharu laughed with satisfaction.

Woohoo~

The horn sounded, and the chief of the Jiaolu Tribe of the four realms of Kaitian led 50,000 tribal warriors, approaching step by step with steady steps. The rumble of footsteps was like a funeral drum, ringing in the ears of every tribal warrior who was fighting madly.

Although the character of the chief of the Horned Deer Tribe is not very good, his ability to command the army is indeed impressive. The pace of the 50,000-strong army is getting faster and faster, and the power of Qi and blood resonates fiercely. The strength becomes stronger and stronger, and in the end, the 50,000-strong army transforms into

A giant deer with a height of 100 meters ran wildly and crashed into the wall of the Holy City.

"Zhuge breaks his crossbow and fires a volley!"

Luo Tie waved his hand, and the thousands of Zhuge Pogang Crossbows that had just been placed on the city wall began to buzz incessantly, and streams of light roared away, covering the sky and falling towards the giant deer.


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