The armor of Mufan brother is obviously ten times stronger than Chongzhou!

"I'll go ahead and have a look."

After saying that, Mu fan walked to the vast grassland on the east side alone with a curved light sickle blade.

It seems that I intend to explore the situation in front of me by myself.

If there is no enemy, it is best. If there is an enemy, it will be solved together.

However, no one thought it inappropriate for him to say this.

The spoils of war everywhere.

But they were just killed by brother Mufan.

If you have such a body in the future, then the scene

For a moment, everyone's breath began to rise again.

But just as they were looking forward to wearing battle armor and killing the four sides, the bleak bugle suddenly came from the distance.

"It's the bugle of retreat, not of our tribe."

"That is..."

"It's the red stone clan!"

The crowd's disordered voice is first a lag, the next second is a moment of crazy shouting and howling.

"We won?"

The mood of the Baijia people has been going up and down like a roller coaster in this short hour. At this moment, when hearing the final result, like the passengers who are about to arrive at the destination, they begin to express their inner excitement and ecstasy.

……

In the distant battlefield, there are many white Jia soldiers lying in disorder.

Of course, they didn't die, but they were very tired.

Because It's so cool just now!

When they hit like a meteor, they saw the panic on the faces of the soldiers of the red stone nationality, and the cool feeling from the bottom of their hearts was hard to describe with words.

Alva and Isaiah, with their hands on their knees and gasping for breath, laughed after a look at each other.

"Happy!"

"With this kind of killer, there is nothing to be afraid of in Baijia people."

"Patriarch, how many have you killed just now?"

"I don't know whether 200 or 300 And you? "

"Me? Hey, I'm nearly four hundred. "

"Smelly boy." Isaiah said with a smile.

After winning the defensive counterattack, they were in a good mood.

None of the 76 soldiers died, but more than 20 of them were seriously injured.

The remaining 400 troops followed in the rear to pursue the scattered deserters.

This time, the Baijia people created 500 people and destroyed 4000 people, but they did not die in one battle.

All this comes from the armor.

"It's just that the loss of tendons and strings is a little severe. Go back and hurry up to repair it."

"It seems that we need to go to the burial ground again. The wind clan sent so many abyssal meteorites this time. This is our real brother." Isaiah murmured with emotion.

"Brother Mufan and miss Nuo Nuo We have to thank them. "

"Yes, ha ha ha, go back!"

In the happy laughter, the soldiers of Baijia nationality got up one after another and walked to the village in high spirits.

……

……

Creak, crack!

Basil lakao, the patriarch of Hongshi nationality, pursed his mouth, looked grim, and shook his right hand violently.

Two bone balls in the palm are directly crushed and exploded.

"I am the vanguard of Hongshi people It's all gone Good, good! Very good! "

Said three times in succession, the people next to see the patriarch's cold eyes, at the same time, the bottom of my heart cried out bad at the same time.

The patriarch is furious!

Sure enough.

"I'd like to see who came back alive?"

Basil LaGaO walks up to the head of the moto lizard with his hand in his hand and looks cold in front of him.

After a few seconds, he said faintly: "except for the last one who escaped back, the rest will be put to death."

"Patriarch!"

"Chief."

Next to a few people a Leng, in the eyes shows incredible.

Roughly speaking, more than 200 people have escaped back.

These people must know a lot of firsthand information.

Even if it is desertion, it will bring certain effect to the Hongshi people.

Now, however, the patriarch has issued the first order against our soldiers.

"Not yet?"

Looking back from the front, the thinking middle-aged man was full of excitement. When basil LaGaO's gaze was withdrawn for ten seconds, the middle-aged man felt that he had recovered his life from the death line.

The leader is a murderer!

Hongshi people It was a fiasco.

So in the eyes of the Baijia sentinel, a large number of torches began to gather together and retreat backward.

At last the scene of the fire disappeared.

……After this completely unexpected frontal battle, compared with the cheers of the Baijia people, the atmosphere of the Hongshi people was gloomy and terrible.

4000 people went out and didn't even bring back their bones.

At the moment, the conflict in the outer tribes is like a powder magazine ignited, and it will explode in the next second.

Some people wanted to find the patriarch basil lakao, but they were all blocked by trained soldiers.

After returning from the patriarch, he never saw the patriarch step out of the conference hall.

The heavy wooden door was closed and no one dared to enter.

Not long ago, the captain of the guard who had just entered was directly bombed out.

The guard captain coughed blood and got up in panic and ran out.

This obviously different cold atmosphere made these people shrink their necks.

It's horrible.

Just then, the guards on the outside of the station bowed at the same time.

The voice of "Shao clan chief" kept ringing, and the others turned their heads to see it.

A young man with a sinister eye was playing with the ball of bone in his hand at will, so he appeared in the public's sight.

His hair was pulled back to his head in braids.

As he walked, those braids flickered, adding a bit of mystery and uninhibited feeling to him.

"This is, what's the matter?"

"Defeated? Ah

Izewand's voice was tinged with disdain.

A soldier who came back from the rear suddenly bowed down and bowed, "yes, the little clan chief. And just after the patriarch came back, he locked himself in and was not allowed to enter."

He was the inside line of izerwind's men to be placed among the three legions.

"Oh?"

Ezawa Wende's sinister eyes are full of fun, but his voice is unusually calm.

"Then I'll go and see Dad."

Crunching the ball of bones, izewand walked straight to the conference hall.

As his figure got closer to the main entrance of the hall, he began to feel a large amount of complicated eyes behind him.

Bad creatures

Great as me, will you be sad and sad for the death of these mole ants?

Dead people are just trading chips for rewards.

Today is a great opportunity.

Izewand stops outside the conference hall and looks up at the red stone hall, which is at least 300 years old. The sneer and irony on his face disappear.

Finally, he pushed in and humbled.

"The little patriarch didn't even open his mouth and went in?"

In the dark hall, only a few solitary oil candles were burning.

The figure of the man in black stretched far away from the wall.

"Izewand, what are you up to now?"

Basil lachau frowned and looked at izewand, who was smiling.

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