The evening breeze blew, and several people sat at the square table to drink. Lin Fan heard Zhang Qiyu telling him how he survived on the north shore. Occasionally, Lin Fan also said something. The strong men around them thought it was a tense meeting, but they didn't expect it to be so dull.

The degree of millet wine is obviously very low, but when night falls, Lin Fan feels a little drunk, "Start from, after this battle, if I win, you follow me to build a beautiful country in this world. If I lose, kill me, You Ying has my child."

This scene started with a little loosening of will. With his elder brother who had been in his many years, it was the dream of many men. Life was a happy event. After a long time of silence, he heard the howl of the wolf and remembered his goal in this world for three years. "Well, it's a pity that you and I don't have the chance to appreciate the beautiful scenery of this world together."

Lin Fan stood up: "No, I believe there will be another one. After drinking this cup, we will end all this tomorrow when the sun rises. The grudges in your heart and the grudges between the two tribes!"

"drink!"

......

The maple leaves were dyed with frost, and the fog was penetrated by the sun. "Woo--" The desolate horn sounded, and the cold evaporated in an instant, and the blood of the soldiers was boiling, "Roar!"

The soldiers of the Tang tribe roared, this was the declaration of war by the beast. Lin Fan stood on a huge rock with the Zhenhe Sword in his hand, "The warriors of the Han tribe, today's battle will surely become an indelible mark in the history of the Dahe. After the battle, whether the Dahe belongs to the Han or the Tang, it is determined by the sword in your hands. The Han tribe has never been defeated since the wilderness. Tell me, can you win this battle?"

Zhan Hu raised the broadsword in his hand: "I will win!"

"It will win!"

"It will win!"

The roar of the Han tribe warriors sounded throughout the valley. At this moment, Lin Fan had no regrets. He drew out the Zhenhe Sword and said, "Cared with me, and never ended!"

"I wish to die for the tribe!"

The sound of the sound shook away the fog, and the two beasts showed their ferocious faces. They slowly approached, "Array!"

The front was Zhigewei, who had been through the battlefield for a long time. They cooperated tacitly and quickly formed the formation, "Drink!!" The guards were in the middle, and finally the military formation formed by labor service in the north.

The people of the Tang tribe were also not vague. They were also well-arranged military formations. Half of them were tall northern savages, holding axes in their hands, and their combat power was very terrifying. It was clear that he was one of the few soldiers from the Tang tribe who had faced head-on.

The two sides get closer and closer, "Bound Bowman is ready!"

The advantage of crossbows is their range and power. The power of ordinary bows and arrows will be very weak when shot at a distance of 100 meters. Crossbows have lethality, "Pull, release!"

"Swoosh swish swish--"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and some crossbows shot on the shield, "Ding Ding--" sparks splashed, and many people fell into the battle formation after passing the shield, "Puzzle!" Several people fell down by arrows, and some soldiers injured by arrows made painful groans, but they did not lose their combat power.

"Speed ​​up!" Seeing this, Zhang Qiyu guessed that Lin Fan had made a crossbow, and the people from the Tang tribe rushed over. At the same time, some talented archers rushed to the back of some huge rocks and began to fight back.

When both sides were only fifty meters away, "Arrowman, shoot freely!"

There was rain of arrows on both battle formations, and people kept falling down. The smell of blood gradually appeared in the wet and cold air. The Han tribe of the confrontation of weapons in the distance was obviously on the rise.

"Beat the drum!" Zhang Qiyu roared, "Dong-dong-dong-dong!" The drum sounds faster and faster, "Kill!"

The goshawk at the sky saw only two huge black shadows colliding together, and his roar was so frightening that it did not dare to approach and watch, but it knew that when the human voices disappeared, there would be a lot of delicious food on the ground waiting for it.

The shield player in the front row kept pushing hard, and the spear in the back row looked for an opportunity to stab him hard. When he was pulled back, he always carried red blood. The two sides were stalemate. As long as one person fell, it would turn into a bloody battle.

Several savages with tall and muscular body in the battle formation of the Tang tribe heard Zhang Qiyu's order. They roared and pushed away the people around them and rushed to the front. One of them threw out the sharp axe in his hand, spinning countless circles in the air, landing accurately on the shield of the Han tribe's shield hand.

"Bang!"

The axe actually broke through the shield embedded in it. The huge impact force made the shield's arm numb. This relaxation gave the opponent a chance. He was pushed down by his opponent. In this way, several people from the Tang tribe rushed in, as if they were forcibly tearing the formation of the Han tribe with one hand.

Zhan Hu roared, dragged his broad sword and rushed over, jumped up, chopping the opponent and his shield over, "Kill!" Zhan Hu's roar increased the momentum of the Han tribe.

Lin Fan saw this scene, "Let them go in and fight with them!"

The shield hand of the Han tribe relaxed and retreated when he heard the order. This movement caused the people who were overly driven to fall to the ground. The shield hand drew his sword and slashed at the fallen enemy.

The melee officially began, and the Wei rushed to Zhan Hu: "Zhan Hu, don't be on the way, follow the leader, if something happens to the leader, this battle will be meaningless!"

Lin Fan always stood by the battle flag, the flag was flying, Yan brought some guards to guard him, and saw Zhan Hu coming back, "What are you going to do when you go back?"

"Chief, I will protect you!" Zhan Hu wiped the blood from his face, "No need, Zhan Hu will catch the king of the Tang tribe back!" Lin Fan said coldly.

Zhan Hu hesitated a little, Yan spoke: "Go, I will protect you, the leader, no one can hurt him!"

"Brother, I'll leave it to you!"

Zhan Hu single dragged his broad sword and rushed to the front again. Both sides were completely trapped in a fight. The wolf howls sounded, and the evil wolf raised by the Tang tribe joined the battlefield. They were flexible, shuttled through the crowd, and suddenly jumped up and bit off the neck of the Han tribe warrior.

"roar!!!!"

A huge figure rushed out of the Han tribe's crowd. It was the blade-toothed tiger that Lin Fan was tamed. Its appearance scared many people. It was wearing an iron thorn ring on its neck and a layer of iron armor on its body. It easily slashed human faces.

Human beings were not its main target. It targeted the group of evil wolves. The blade-toothed tiger found a white shadow, shook off the corpse in its mouth, and the express suddenly rose and rushed towards the white shadow, "Ao!"

The bloody basin spread and directly slaps over. The white wolf's throat was bitten in an instant, his pupils dissipated, and he let out a scream, his life was gone forever.

The other evil wolves discovered the death of their companions. They quickly gathered together and prepared to hunt this blade-toothed tiger together. The blade-toothed tiger was not afraid of being bitten by the equipment. With the blessing of equipment, it was not afraid of being bitten by the throat, but only needed to ruthlessly bite the other party.
Chapter completed!