The big tree smashed down on the city wall with great force.
However, a large mysterious pattern instantly appeared on the city wall, and the fire exploded with a bang, burning all these huge and thick trees into ashes.
At the same time, a low and long horn sounded from above the city wall.
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
…
A witch was shouting loudly, and the mysterious patterns on the city wall began to fluctuate regularly like a stream of light, in response to invading enemies that might appear at any time.
Li Changan changed direction and lifted a thick giant tree thirty to forty feet long. Under this giant tree, his current body looked like an inconspicuous ant.
The strong wind swept by, and the straight tree trunks rushed towards the city wall again.
"Woo..."
The wind howled, and the force was heavy.
After throwing away the dozens of giant trees he had prepared, Li Changan clapped his hands, hid in the forest, and waited quietly.
…
Jumang Tribe.
A large and well-known tribe.
Strong and tyrannical.
The conditions for becoming a big tribe are extremely harsh.
The number of adult shamans in the tribe must reach 100,000 to be worthy of the name of a large tribe.
The leader of a large tribe is also called a great witch.
Fourth level great witch.
The tribe was named after the great wizard.
The sudden siren woke Ju Mang from his sleep.
He stood up from the huge stone bed, and the three beauties of the Witch Clan next to him also raised their upper bodies, revealing a large amount of spring light.
Ju Mang frowned, put on his short robe and walked out.
"What happened?"
He walked out of the huge stone house and shouted to Li Wu who came in a hurry.
"Chief, someone just used big trees to bombard the two southeastern city walls."
Li Wu said hurriedly.
"Has the city wall been breached?" Ju Mang strode toward the city wall.
"No, the secret pattern on the city wall burned the big tree to ashes, and then there was no movement from the other party." Li Wu followed closely behind Ju Mang.
"It should just be a small group of enemies testing him." Wherever Ju Mang passed, all the wizards who were alarmed quickly lowered their heads to show respect after seeing him.
Ju Mang said again, "There shouldn't be any tribe nearby that dares to be so blind. Our Ju Mang tribe is a big tribe, who dares to provoke me?"
"After daybreak, send another team of sentries, no, send four teams, each team is responsible for a position, and you must find the enemy for me."
Li Wu who was following behind quickly nodded in agreement.
Ju Mang walked up to the towering city wall and looked at the dark mountains and forests outside, "Grandma, maybe it's some great witch who has been exiled here."
"If you dare to attack me, Ju Mang, I will definitely kill you!"
He yelled outside.
The other witches standing on the city wall also roared.
This is their confidence.
Not everyone can build a large tribe in a mountain forest densely populated by ferocious beasts.
The 100,000 seventh-level witch soldiers gathered together and rushed out together. The momentum was like a mountain torrent, unstoppable.
Unless the Witch King appears, who would dare to take action against the big tribe?
But the Witch King was in charge of the tribe, so how could he launch such an unbearable temptation against a large tribe alone?
Above the large tribes, there are ethnic groups.
There are also large, medium and small groups, but ethnic groups are much larger than tribes.
There is a deep chasm between the two, which is like the fourth grade to the third grade.
Without the Witch King sitting in charge, the tribe would never be able to form a clan.
No matter how big the tribe is, it is useless.
This represents a foundation.
Ju Mang did not believe that a wizard king would sneak attack on his tribe in the dark.
If you want to fight, just come up directly. Who can stop the Witch King?
Besides, it's not like he doesn't have the protection of the Witch King, the Jumang Tribe belongs to the Mangshan ethnic group.
So he is not afraid.
At most he is a great witch.
in darkness,
Li Changan looked at the witches on the city wall through the dense branches and leaves, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
"Very good, I hope you can be so energetic every day."
He has just come to the Wu Clan and needs to understand the situation of the Wu Clan well.
Besides, there were obviously more prey in this huge tribe, and he had the patience to wait.
the next day,
The Jumang tribe sent out whistles to search the mountains and forests.
However, when night fell, not a single witch came back, not even the fifth-grade Nuo witch who commanded the whistle, and there was no news at all.
It's like being swallowed alive by the forest.
Ju Mang was so angry that his whole body was shaking, "Damn you bastard from a foreign tribe, I will eat you alive!"
He is a powerful witch, so he pays special attention to the Nuo witches under his command.
The number of Nuo witches directly represents the tribe’s heritage.
He never expected that just by searching the mountains and forests, he would lose a Nuo witch.
It's really painful.
The flame patterns on Ju Mang's body continued to flow, and pieces of scales emerged from the flesh and blood, covering the body densely, making a crisp sound of gold and iron colliding.
This is a magical armor that can only be inspired by a fifth-level shaman general.
The next moment, there was a "clang" sound, and the ferocious mask, which could only be possessed by a fourth-grade great witch, covered his face.
"You guys guard the city wall until I go out and capture that damn bastard!"
After that, he strode out of the house and prepared to go to the dark mountain forest alone to find his missing subordinates and tear the bastard into pieces who only knew how to sneak attack.
At this time, a figure stopped him.
"Chief, you cannot leave the tribe at this time." The speaker was a witch with a sharp horn on his head.
This Nuo witch is the strongest Nuo witch in the Jumang tribe. He has just become a great witch, and it is also the trump card that Jumang has always kept.
In the future, when we launch wars with other countries and face other large tribes, we will be able to win every battle.
In the tribe, Ju Mang could only listen to his words.
"That rat who only knows how to sneak attack is waiting for the leader to go out. We can't mess up our position at this time."
The Nuo witch said, "He did not dare to attack our tribe and could only attack by surprise. This just exposed his weakness."
"He is a witch who has lost his great faith and is destined to be no match for us!"
Ju Mang was silent for a moment, "Qimang, you are right, I can't be affected by that bastard now."
He returned to his seat, and his magical mask and armor were put back into his body.
"Early tomorrow morning, I will lead a team of powerful wizards to go out to search. You will guard the tribe, Qimang."
"The night is indeed not suitable for fighting."
…
The next day,
Li Changan watched as a group of powerful wizards left the tribe and disappeared into the mountains and forests again.
If a witch doesn't fight, his cultivation will not be exposed.
The regular threads on their bodies hide their aura very well.
So just from the appearance, Li Changan couldn't tell the strength of this team of witches.
However, this did not prevent him from testing.
He quietly followed the team until they were about twenty or thirty miles away from the tribe. He couldn't hold it any longer and smashed the big tree with one punch, then picked it up and threw it directly at it.
Ju Mang suddenly turned around, rushed forward in an instant, and punched the tree into pieces.
He stared at Li Changan fiercely, as if a black bear had discovered its prey, "You bastard, I finally found you."