The earth arm is the leader of the earth arm tribe. As a member of the shelter, the earth arm does not always show deformed arms as a means of deterrence like the black claws. He is like an old farmer in his previous life, with vicissitudes of cheeks and a broad smile, and is very kind to everyone.

This leader with a national face, thick eyebrows and small eyes is not much different from his subordinates. He is in front of a bunch of stinky tribe warriors, squinting his eyes at the killing on the walls. The sandstorm also caused losses to the Armill Tribe. The rolling quicksand poured back into the pits dug by the Armill Tribe for generations, blocking the exits one by one, causing many people to lose their lives in suffocation.

Therefore, the Earth Arm tribe is not short of food and fuel. What they lack is the population, the cheons who can grow jujubes and the slaves who have children.

A warrior from the Earth Arm Tribe flew backwards from the wall and fell heavily into the red sand that had not been cleared. Pieces of dust splashed, causing the Earth Arm, who was eating the bread to frown. The next moment, the tribe warrior stood up from the sand again, roared and rushed towards the wall again, causing him to crack his yellow teeth and bite the dirty bread in his hand beautifully.

"There is something wrong with the ground arm, and the armmao and Sanyan have not heard back yet..."

A somewhat elderly tribal warrior walked slowly to Di Arm and whispered to him. Di Arm only stared at the walls in her killing, and ignored the news, and seemed to be a little slow to react, but after the elder said that Di Arm turned around and left. He knew that Di Arm did not speak meant Di Arm and he knew that Di Arm had a clear idea in his heart and he didn't need to talk more.

He ate the bread in his hand with relish, and picked up the falling residue and stuffed it into his mouth. The ground arm, who was almost unwilling to force, suddenly stood up and roared loudly: "Children, are you scared? Are you timid? Are your courage still there..."

"Ao..." A crazy roar soared into the sky beside him, forming a huge wave of sound that hit the wall, making the pro-slaves defending above scare each of them and their legs tremble.

"We waited for five days and didn't wait until the Black Claw appears. Now I tell you that the Black Claw is dead and the Black Claw tribe has no shelter..."

The good news was announced with a blushing face, which once again triggered a tide-like cheer.

"Now, the warriors in the Black Claw Tribe have been killed or injured. There are only a group of cheons in front of you and a group of children who are still breastfeeding. Are you still afraid?"

The ground arm motivated again, but no one cheered again, glared at the defenders on the wall, panting heavily. If they were blocked by this, it would be a shame for the wilderness.

"Their women, their food, and their animal husbandry are waiting for you. What are you waiting for? Go..."

At this point, the earth arm waved his right hand, and amid the sound of the collapse of the mountains and seas, countless tribal warriors rushed up, like a huge fanged knife slashing towards the wall.

The shock of the catapult fired at the same time came from inside and outside the wall. Burning dry dung balls crossed through the air and fell to the camps of both sides, emitting pungent black smoke. Someone was not hit by the dry dung balls, screaming and shaking and shaking sparks.

Countless guns were shuttled back and forth, and waves of blood-colored waves were carved out in their respective formations. The young men who threw stones on the wall howled hysterically, smashing the stones in their hands one by one. If they were not careful, they would be pierced by the flying gun when they stood up.

The corpse with the gun inserted into the gun will turn into a hedgehog in the raindrops, and then be dragged into the pile of corpses below, and the gun will be taken away, and the corpse will be held in a mournful voice by their mother.

No one retreated, no one ran away. They stood on the wall and surrounded their families, holding on for the tribe until the last moment. At this time, they were fighting not for the Big Claw, but for themselves.

The war was very unfavorable to the Black Claw Tribe. The Big Claw cleared too many opponents, causing many departments to operate poorly, especially the second elder being killed, resulting in the loss of weapons that could not be supplemented. No one supervised the logistics, and no one organized the manufacturing of consumable equipment such as gun rolling, which made the battle on the front more and more difficult.

If the Arm Tribe breaks through the Black Claw Tribe in one go, he will be surprised to find that a large number of healing medicines are stored in the warehouse and no one uses them. In addition to these, there are countless materials for making guns and spears that are ignored.

The war became increasingly critical. Finally, at the moment when the Black Claw Tribe was about to be broken through, countless slaves broke out. The children who had hoped to become tribal warriors died on the wall, causing them to break out in sadness and despair of losing all hope. They spontaneously picked up anything that could be used as weapons, the fanged swords of the fallen warriors, broken spears, spears without gun heads, and farming sand rakes, broken wooden sticks, ordinary stones rushed up the wall, and counterattacked the powerful warriors like crazy.

It was these women who caused the final failure. The main target of the Earth Arm was these women and the Citizen, so he did not want to suffer too many casualties. In this case, he could only take the initiative to order a retreat, and let the Black Claw Tribe recover.

Regarding this failure, the Earth Arm did not get angry or vent his anger on others. On the contrary, he was like a psychological counselor, talking to every warrior, telling them that failure was not because they did not work hard, resolving the shadow of failure, enhancing the morale of the tribe warriors, and arousing everyone's spirit.

The tribal warriors admired the ground arm very much, and even reached the point where they were willing to go through fire and water. No one doubted that as long as the ground arm gave an order, they would be willing to chop off their arms.

Among the Western Wilderness tribes, only the tribal warriors of Earth Arm are the most fearless. However, after Earth Arm comforted the tribal warriors, his face suddenly changed after returning to his tent, like an angry lion, a lion trapped in an iron cage walked back and forth, roaring violently and lowly.

"Di Arm, they are here..." The Great Elder reported to Di Arm outside respectfully. In an instant, Di Arm changed his face again, and a kind and smile that was thoughtful and kind on the corner of his mouth, even his eyes were clear and elegant.

"Jaco, thank you for your hard work. Armao may not be able to come back this time. He has made great contributions to the tribe. He must reward him. Let his three sons join the Warriors and let them prove themselves on the battlefield."

The elder smiled and patted the eldest elder's shoulder, causing the elder's head to continue to decline, and became more respectful, causing the satisfaction in the elder's eyes to slightly increase, and then walked in another direction. Behind him, the elder straightened his waist until he could not hear the sound of footsteps, and wiped the sweat from his forehead in fear.

The great elder Jacob was finished until the three sons of Armao were finished. As long as they appeared on the battlefield, even if an enemy did not see them, they would die due to various accidents. Only he truly recognized this seemingly gentle but narrow-minded leader in the entire tribe. However, Armao slightly offended the authority of Armao and ended up dead and destruction. How could he not be palpitations?

But what made Jacob even more stingy was that the methods of the Earth Arm against the warriors below. No one dared to say that the prestige of the Earth Arm leader in history could surpass that of the current one. The Earth Arm tribe would inevitably be carried forward in the hands of this Earth Arm, but the Great Elder Jacob also had other concerns in his heart, just like those whom the Earth Arm contacted, those who should not appear in the western wilderness.
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