Gao Feng successfully escaped the first wave of search teams. The deserted people were scattered in the wilderness, scattered and disordered. Many deserted soldiers walked past the depression where Gao Feng hid, but found nothing wrong. Gao Feng, whose whole body was covered with red dye, was not easy to find it in the sand even if he stood in front of him. In this way, he successfully stayed up until the night came.

Night was also the time for the tribe of the heads. This small tribe with only more than 2,000 people was surrounded by more than 4,000 warriors in the desert. The one who surrounded him was the blue-faced protector who scolded him in the tent last night. He was blinded with a wild beast that was like a trapped beast fighting. Looking at the guy, he roared in his throat. The eight hundred warriors in the desert were already unstable. They would not have any chance of winning under the siege of five times the enemy.

"Hengman, Hengduan said that the tribe can leave on its own. What do you want to do? The central wilderness has been lost. Do you want us to kill each other until it is destroyed..."

The elder beside him pulled his neck and shouted loudly at the green-faced Hengman, shrill and sad, like a girl about to be humiliated.

"Hengduan said he could leave, but he didn't say he could take the tribe away..." Hengman said to the elder slowly, but his eyes were staring at his head.

In the dim dusk, the four thousand desert warriors were like white bone legions, emitting evil spirits that soared into the sky. When they heard Hengbu rebuttal on their heads, they were both angry and helpless. He knew that Hengduan would never let them go, no matter what.

"Then let's go back..." Seeing the eyes full of heads, the Great Elder shouted loudly again.

"Hahaha..., do you think Hengduan will pretend that nothing has happened? The opportunity has been given to you, but you don't care about it..."

"What do you want..." Mantou could no longer help but interrupt Hengman's topic. Hengman's ferocious face suddenly eased. He stared at the tribe behind Mantou greedily and said, "What do you think?"

"In order to resist the northern tribe, we also suffered heavy losses. The large tribe that used to be three thousand people and more than a thousand deserted warriors have become like this now. Don't you care about any affection..."

He shouted angryly. He knew what Hengduan wanted. Hengduan wanted to annex his tribe. The central wilderness was severely damaged this time. Many warriors in the wilderness died there in battle and needed replenishment. This was why he wanted to leave. He knew that Hengduan would one day annex other tribes.

"Hmph, what you think is really simple? Hengduan has given you a chance. You don't take it seriously. Either you hand over the tribe and leave yourself, or..., you go and talk to Hengduan in person..."

The two choices, Man Tou knew, actually meant that there was no choice. Hengman wanted him to go back by himself. In order to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, Hengduan would kill him without hesitation, and stay, which meant that both jade and stone were burned, his tribe would be destroyed, and four thousand desert warriors would be killed by his counterattack at least 500 people, so Hengman would let him go, and a shelter without the tribe was no longer a threat.

"Man Tou, I can't listen to him. Once you are gone, we will all become cheons..." The elder begged to Man Tou with a panic expression, but hesitated on Man Tou's face.

After dragging on, Hengman's patience was exhausted. He died with the tribe, but what should the tribe do if he leaves? The tribe has integrated into the life of the protector, and both sides want to depend on each other, and no one can leave behind each other.

"Hmph, you can't guess the plan of crossing the wilderness. Is it satisfying to lead you through the wilderness? We can't accommodate us here and too many people. If you want to survive, you can only fight..."

Hengman looked at his head and said disdainfully, "How can the lark know the ambition of a swan?" What's the point of making a piece of dilapidated western wilderness? The real big head is still behind."

"Can't it..." The face of the head changed drastically, and the elder was in a terrifying face.

"Your deserted warriors are still soldiers, and the soldiers' sons are still former soldiers, women or their women, everything remains unchanged..."

Most people heard the declaration of the barbarians, and the deserted soldiers of the Mantou clan immediately changed their expressions and whispered to each other. Many people were gradually showing signs of leaving the Mantou.

"You are crazy, can you go to that place..." After being surprised, he shouted loudly, but not for his own tribe, but for all the deserted tribes.

"The strength of the seventy-two tribes of Yokono has not been damaged. On the contrary, our strength has never been so strong. You small tribes will never know how many asylums, how many forwards, and how many regret armies we have..."

After saying the last word, the elder was already trembling and muttered to himself blankly: "How is it possible that there has never been a army of regrets in the western wilderness, and never before. Could it be the leader of the Hengye Tribe?"

"The Seventy-Two Clans of Hengye? Could it be that you deliberately gave up the central wilderness?" Man Tou suddenly thought of an impossible result, and his heart began to weaken the shock of the previous one, and his current speculation became even more terrifying.

"Hmph, what you know is always the world in the gerbil cave. The outside world is something you can't imagine. I can't tell you many things. Hengduo is very dissatisfied with you. You should know?"

Hengman changed the subject and looked at him from the left, and the elder looked blankly at his head, wanting his idea.

"Hengman, don't think that there is a army of regrets, and a army of 72 tribes, it is very powerful. Two hundred years ago, the most powerful Full Moon Tribe in the wilderness had 300,000 tribes and 150,000 warriors. Now how many tribes are left? Are you looking for death and seeking death..."

Hengman smiled at the furious and contemptuous smile, and suddenly raised his right arm. Four thousand deserted soldiers raised their weapons at the same time, with swords and guns covering the clouds and sunlight, making the soldiers around him nervous at the same time. Many people had long been frightened by Hengman's words and several times the enemy, and they couldn't help but leave the troops and walked to the side alone.

"Wow..." Seeing someone leaving the Mantou tribe, four thousand deserted warriors roared at the same time, forming a deafening sound, which made more people make up their minds, but Mantou did not stop him. He just looked at the proud and barbarian, and said shrillly: "Only two hundred years, two hundred years of cultivation and rest, can there be the current deserted people. Do you want to destroy the wilderness? There are barbarians now..."

"Hmph, do you want to teach me a lesson in the gerbil-like thing in the cave? Your people have made a choice, should you leave or die..."

Only the great elder was left by Man Tou, and Hengman looked gloomy. He was a soldier who was defeated without fighting. Even if Man Tou was unwilling, there would be no accidents again. His mission was completed this time, and it depends on how Hengduan rewarded him.

"Mountou, let's go, it's over..." The great elder was loyal to sitting in this position. Even at the last moment, he never left Mountou. With his shouting, Mountou looked up at the desolate sky when the night was coming and said, "It's over, it's over, and there will be abundant grass growing in front of the Despair Castle..."

"Chief, let them go?" Under the control of Hengman warriors, the Mantou tribe slowly turned around and headed towards the large tribe of the Huangren. Hengman looked at the group of people who were leaving. He was not alone. His women and children, the family of the elder, as well as many soldiers and former soldiers who were voluntarily following him, the total number reached more than 400, which was one fifth of the tribe.

Hearing the inquiry from the warrior leader, Hengman's lips sneered for a while, but his face was covered by darkness. He heard his low voice: "I hope they can survive this night. Lord Hengduan's war beast has been dispatched, maybe it won't take long..."
Chapter completed!