Henggangxiu and other sixty-four Wuyin tribe members were completely confused in an instant.

Forelegs and the others could crush the opponent with an absolute advantage, but in this blink of an eye, they were completely crushed by the opponent in terms of numbers!

226 to 64, the number of people is three to five times enough to make people desperate.

Yi Luli sat on the eaves and looked stunned, and said in shock: "Where did they come from so many people?!"

Huang Chen on the roof also looked at it and lowered his voice to exclaim: "Beautiful work! He actually hides so many tribe members, which is amazing! No wonder he dares to declare war on the Wuyin clan. After this battle, his reputation will surely rise, and this son is a great talent!"

The servant who was half behind him sighed, "No wonder he dared to call himself a prince. He actually has this foundation and is indeed amazing. Master, what should we do next?"

"Let's go," Huangchen began to leave the crowd without hesitation, and said, "Let's go to the Mist Gymnasium to wait."

The servant immediately followed: "Okay."

...

"No...this...this is impossible!" Henggangxiu's whole face turned twisted: "Where are you...this gathered so many people from?!"

"Does this have anything to do with you?" Dazhuang twisted his neck gently, making a sound of clicking, looking at Henggangxiu in front of him, and then slowly uttered two words: "Kill them all!"

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

Huayang and others can be said to have been hiding in Tibet during this period, and were chased by the Wuyin clan like rats crossing the street. Hundreds of Huang Ming clan members were killed and captured as slaves. They saw it in their eyes and were angry in their hearts, and they had already been filled with anger!

Now that a miracle has happened, the prince instantly brought more than 200 tribe members to join the war, and it is powerful!

How could he bear it? He wielded his weapon and rushed up first!

Even if you die in battle today, it's worth it!

With Huayang taking the lead, a group of Huang Ming tribe rushing up no matter how strong they are, no matter how strong they are, they all rush up like a life-threatening one!

The opportunity for the rise of the Huang Ming clan is right in front of you.

If you don’t try your best today, you will never have the chance to stand up again in your life.

"kill!"

Dazhuang also rushed up with everyone.

This is a battle to establish authority, a battle to create momentum.

After this battle, Hong Xiaofu will truly rise in the Sea of ​​Broken Stars and be crowned king!

Two groups of people collided in an instant!

Henggangxiu is the strongest among the Wuyin tribe members, and he meets Dazhuang as soon as possible!

"Even if you want me to die, you have to pay the price!" Henggangxiu rushed towards Dazhuang with one punch. Dazhuang did not dodge or avoid it, followed by a punch and fought head-on!

"Boom boom boom!" The two of them fought hard for more than ten punches in a blink of an eye, and Da Zhuang was the best!

"Where did you... you come from?!" Henggangxiu had already discovered something was wrong at this time.

The people in front of us are obviously not ordinary Huang Ming tribe members.

They are more like regular soldiers! Whether it is momentum, team cooperation, or even their experience of advancing and retreating in combat, they are far beyond the ordinary Huang Ming tribe.

When Henggangxiu was catching Huang Ming clan members as slaves before, even if he met the opponent's warrior level, he could successfully win it in just a few rounds.

At this time, the group of people in front of them, attacking, killing, covering, and cooperating can be said to be flawless!

Everyone in the audience was excited to watch it.

This is a real large-scale team battle, far from being comparable to the usual small fights.

"I'm sorry," Dazhuang had already gained an absolute advantage at this time. He took advantage of Henggangxiu's inattention and punched him in the heart!

Henggangxiu immediately squirted blood and his face turned completely pale.

"You know too much." Dazhuang looked at Henggangxiu who had completely fallen in front of him and smiled slightly.

Where did it come from?

I'm not afraid to tell you, brother, he is a Chinese soldier! You group of mobs will never be able to compare with Chinese soldiers!

With Henggangxiu's death, the battle afterwards became simple.

In fact, team battles of this level are fighting for the number of people and the momentum.

Whoever has more people and strong momentum, you will win.

But in just ten minutes, the battle was completely over.

All 64 people from the Mist Gymnasium were killed.

There is no way. After all, they are facing Chinese soldiers. Whether it is individual combat or group combat, they are completely incomparable to Dazhuang and other people.

32 people were injured and no one died.

The 26 authentic Huang Ming tribe members led by Huayang died and 12 were injured.

"We... have won?" Looking at the corpses of the Wuyin tribe who were lying on the ground, Huayang looked disbelief.

Before he came, he was ready to die.

What are you afraid of when you die? As long as you can play with your momentum, it is better than being captured and taken as a slave as a turtle.

But he didn't expect that he would win, and he could win!

It's still so happy to win!

"We won! Hahahaha!"

"Win! It's really great! Survive! Hahaha!"

"Long live! Long live!"

Huayang brought a group of people to cheer and hugged each other tightly.

It's really not easy.

Since the Huang Ming clan was exterminated, they have never been alive for a day and are frightened. Now they have finally won one victory. Although they have only killed 64 opponents, that is also a victory!

They all understand how hard it is!

"Sweep the battlefield." Da Zhuang waved his hand and led the team to start cleaning the battlefield.

The tribe war was launched in the main city of Tumon, and it was very convenient to clean the battlefield afterwards.

As long as the bodies are piled together, there will naturally be an official person to take them away, and then make a record and count the number of people, and it will be over.

During this Kung Fu, Zhao Ming was responsible for treating the wounded. Huayang and others became more confident in Hong Xiaofu. When the 16-year-old girl saw Hong Xiaofu, tears suddenly appeared in her eyes. Then she sagged her mouth and burst into tears!

"That's great! It's really great!" She walked to Hong Xiaofu, and said with tears in her eyes, "Woooooo... My name is Yexue, Your Highness, I will be yours from now on, Woooooo..."

Hong Xiaofu: "???"

Su Ying; "!!!"

What do you mean? If you win, it will be bad if you come here to mess around? What does it mean to be my person in the future?

"Ahem," Hong Xiaofu said hurriedly: "Yexue is right? If you have something to say, don't mess around, you can't say anything between us..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, Your Highness," Ye Xue suddenly knelt down at Hong Xiaofu on one knee, and she cried even more fiercely this time: "I... my brother and sister-in-law were all taken away by the Mist Gymnasium and became slaves. Can you save them?"

"Don't worry," Hong Xiaofu was stunned when he heard this and asked, "What's the matter? Tell me slowly. Of course, I need to save me."

When Ye Xue heard Hong Xiaofu say she wanted to save her, she immediately felt relieved and began to tell Hong Xiaofu.

It turned out that since the end of that genocide war, the royal family of the Huang Ming clan was completely destroyed, and the Wu Yin clan began to arrest the Huang Ming clan as slaves.

There has always been a slave market in the main city of Tumen, and almost all the slaves sold in it were exterminated races.

Ye Xue had originally escaped here with her brother and his family, but unfortunately she was discovered by the people from the Mist Gymnasium. After the battle, a total of 126 people, including her brother and sister-in-law, were arrested. Only Huayang and her and the other two were able to escape by chance because they were not present at the scene.

Later, Huayang took the three of them to hide from each other, and until today when he heard Hong Xiaofu and the others start a clan war with the Mist Gymnasium, he finally came to meet.

"So that's the case," Hong Xiaofu touched his chin.

At this time, Dazhuang came in after cleaning the battlefield and asked, "Little... Prince, what are we going to do next? What are the next plans?"

According to the original plan, the next step for the team battle here is to go directly to the Misty Gymnasium lair. Now that the Huang Ming tribe wants to save it, Hong Xiaofu naturally won’t be polite and nods directly: “Call Brother Chu Fei, let’s go to Misty Gymnasium now!”

Dazhuang: "Okay!"

...

In the Mist Gymnasium.

The owner of the No. 2 Hall, Yicheng, is chatting with a middle-aged man who looks about forty years old.

The middle-aged man was extremely arrogant and sat in the main seat.

A city sits in the side seat.

There is no way out, because the middle-aged man was the butler of the Fujisaki Ninja Mansion, the main manager of the Tumon main city area. His name was Miyamoto.

Fujisaki Nin is a mixed-level powerful man, and he is the chief manager of the entire 5th to 150 blocks south of Tumon's main city.

40% of the protection fees collected by the Misty Gymnasium are handed over to the hands of Fujisaki Ninja every year.

Therefore, the status of Miyamoto Katsumiya, the butler of Fujisaki Ninja, can be imagined.

Of course, if it were just like this, it would not be enough to let Yicheng accompany him so carefully.

Another reason is that Miyamoto Katsu is also a military-level expert!

And he is also a supervisor who is about to break through to the city lord level!

"Mr. Miyamoto," Ichigo said with a flattering look on his face, "Mr. Fujisaki will definitely gain a lot of results when he returns to the general clan this time."

"I hope you can get a good word from a gentleman. I believe that the great manager will go well." Miyamoto Yoko raised his teacup and drank the Wuming Flower Tea, a specialty of Broken Star Sea, and said with a smile: "This time, it is really a matter worth celebrating the Huang Ming clan. Now, all over the Broken Star Sea, we Wuyin clan members are rushing to arrest the remnants of the Huang Ming clan. I wonder how the current harvest of the Guiguan is?"

"The harvest is still good," Yichi heard Miyamoto mention this, and immediately laughed, saying: "This time, our Wuyin clan has risen with the water. Not only did he directly obtain the huge wealth of the Huang Ming clan, but he even advanced dozens of places in the race rankings. Now other races are frightened when they see us again. This is the current strength of our clan. Taking advantage of this east wind, a total of 157 slaves have been captured, and several of them have very excellent abilities."

"That's good," Miyamoto said with a smile: "By the way, when I came today, I heard that I discovered a restaurant run by the Huang Ming clan and had applied for a letter of war?"

"Yes," Yicheng nodded and said, "A few Huang Ming tribe members challenged us without knowing the height of the world. If I had guessed it was good, the battle should have ended now. These Huang Ming tribe members must have been killed by us."
Chapter completed!