A few miles away from Fengshan, near the Allied defense line
The Chinese tribe has a small number of people and it is difficult to take the initiative to attack. The troops are stationed in the camp on the other side of the mountain and cannot hear anything going on here. The remaining Yao tribe members did not dare to rush forward to kill again without getting Zawa's order.
The two sides were in a stalemate. For a while, there was no movement or even a sound. The atmosphere was very depressed and the people watching around did not dare to boo anymore. Just now, some onlookers were accidentally killed by the Chinese tribe and the Yao people.
Now I don't even dare to say a damn thing
Zawa's face turned red for a while, and he was thinking about whether to fight again and find a place to fight. However, after the first battle, the morale of the tribe was extremely low. In addition, the She tribe who had originally joined him were now in a wait-and-see attitude.
Zawa didn't have any confidence in his heart.
Just when Zawa was furious but had nowhere to vent, a tribesman next to him suddenly whispered a few words into his ear. Zawa was immediately overjoyed and cheered repeatedly.
It turned out that the tribesmen who were originally stationed on the other side saw that the tribe leader and his tribe had not returned for a long time. They were afraid that something would happen and rushed over. There were quite a few people, about three hundred people, and now there are five or six hundred people.
If you can't defeat the Chinese tribe with so many people, you might as well kill yourself.
Zhawa quickly asked someone to summon them all for a short while. A large group of Yao warriors rushed towards the confrontation between the two sides. Liyuan shouted arrogantly: "Chief, which bastard grandson dares to run wild in our territory! I
Cut him!"
"Damn it, you don't even care who owns the land here, we Yao people are the masters here!"
"Kill those idiots!"
The shouts became louder, and the She people who were still watching changed their stance at this time, started shouting, and gradually moved closer to where Zawa was standing. Gaisang was also afraid that if the Chinese stared at him, he would hit him.
But it’s too bad that when there are more people, you need to be bolder, right?
The situation at hand has once again declined sharply, and it is becoming more and more unfavorable to Hua Xi and others. At this time, Hua Xi remembered a saying: A strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake! The principle that a good man will not take the immediate losses has offended these rogue barbarians. I am afraid that these
In the future, people will do endless little things to retaliate.
When Zhawa heard the scoldings from his tribe, his face was as bitter as a bitter gourd, but he suddenly smiled brightly and said loudly: "Okay! Good! The morale is available!"
After saying that, he walked out from the protection of his tribe, stood fifty meters in front of the Chinese people, and shouted to Hua Xi with great courage: "See, all of our Yao warriors are brave and good at fighting."
I don’t want to use my power to bully you, and I will end up with a reputation of bullying the few. Now you hand over the prisoners and the weapons in your hands, and we can wipe out the previous unpleasantness. I wonder if Patriarch Hua Xi agrees?"
Seeing the menacing attack of the Yao people, Hua Feng secretly made several hand gestures. The half-moon-shaped, half-defense and half-attack formation sounded again with a swishing sound. When the friction sound disappeared, the Chinese formation returned to its original defensive formation.
Handing over prisoners and weapons in a tight formation means losing all combat effectiveness and putting one's life in the hands of others. For the Chinese who are deeply influenced by Hua Xi, this is simply a shame.
A huge shame. Only one battle, life or death, can we live up to the title of Chinese.
Zhawa was impatient to wait. The other party had delayed for so long and there was still no movement. He had no choice but to be rude. Zhawa shouted to the left and right with a high-spirited attitude: "My warriors of the Yao people, give me..."
Suddenly, there were bursts of exclamations from the crowd watching behind. The layers of people watching seemed to be torn apart by a powerful force, and people retreated to both sides.
Zawa's throat felt as if someone had suddenly pinched it. He held back what he wanted to say and looked at the onlookers who kept retreating to both sides with puzzled eyes.
The circle of onlookers spread like a tide, making a big hole
The macho man Hua Yong's face was as red and purple as pig's liver. The huge bronze ax in his hand, which looked extremely heavy at first glance, appeared in everyone's eyes like a sinister figure. Behind Hua Yong were hundreds of cavalrymen riding tall horses and hundreds of right-hand men.
The infantry swordsman and shieldman holding a bronze sword and a shield in his left hand was obviously much more powerful than the crowd around him. He easily forced the crowd of onlookers away and broke in.
The two Chinese forces immediately converged at one place, and their momentum was unparalleled. The people who were about to attack and the crowd on the opposite side were so frightened that they did not dare to move. As soon as Hua Yong came in and saw the patriarch Hua Xi, he shouted: "Uncle
Yes, that bastard dares to touch our clan leader? Stand up for me now!"
Hua Xi laughed, Hua Feng laughed, and the soldiers guarding him also laughed. Everyone said to themselves: Unexpectedly, Hua Yong, who is usually reckless and fiery, became everyone's savior this time!
Zawa saw the most eye-catching Hua Yong among the sudden intruders at a glance. He swallowed, looked up and down, and shouted: "Who the hell are you? This is the territory of my Yao people.
"Send your name"
Hua Yong immediately jumped up and yelled back: "You guy across the way, didn't you see our flagpole? Sir, I am the wife of Hua Yong of the Chinese tribe. If you are a warrior, come out and fight with me!"
"Duel, duel!"
Later, the Chinese soldiers soon learned the whole story from the tribesmen. They raised their weapons and started shouting and roaring. For a while, the crowd was furious, and there was a sign that they all rushed in to fight.
The arrogance of the Yao people who were originally extremely arrogant was immediately suppressed, but some idiots with low ideological awareness also followed the Chinese provocatively and shouted: "Fuck, a duel is a duel, you think that our Yao warriors are just for show."
ah!"
Zawa was hesitant for a moment. If there were more people and fewer people, he would definitely order to rush forward and start a group fight without hesitation. But now the two sides have the same number of people, but there is a clear gap in equipment and morale. Zawa has no guarantee of victory at all.
When he was in trouble, he happened to hear the reckless man who led the team from the other side actually uttered wild words that he wanted to duel with the warriors on his side. Zawa laughed. The first warrior of the tribe, Qatar, was not vague. Even in the alliance,
His personal force is also ranked among the best.
While the leaders of both sides were hesitating while calculating the situation at hand, the tribesmen and the crowd below were already noisy and eager to fight immediately. Everyone was agitated by emotions, and the scene was gradually getting out of control.
"Qatar, remember, you must not lose, do you understand?" Zawa whispered to a two-meter-tall giant man next to him.
"Yes!" Qatar roared, grabbed the giant wooden stick in his hand and strode into the center of the crowd.
Hua Yong saw this and without waiting for Hua Xi's instructions, he took the giant bronze ax and strode straight towards Qatar. The primitive people's duel is all about barbarism. To hell with any courtesy or polite words. Hua Yong's speed gradually increased.
, and finally reached the extreme, with a loud roar in his mouth, the giant bronze ax was packed with unparalleled force, drawing a path of flashing green light, like a green dragon emerging from the water, straight into Qatar.
When a powerful enemy came, Qatar, as the tribe's number one warrior, was naturally no ordinary person. He picked up the big wooden stick as thick as a bowl and faced it without showing any signs of weakness. Although the wooden stick was not as sharp as a giant axe, it was long enough.
, and the wood is tough, it is not easy to break it with a bronze axe. In addition, the wooden stick is also heavy. When it is swung, the momentum is not inferior to Hua Yong's giant axe.
The two tough men, the two strongest warriors of the tribe, were about to get into a fight. Suddenly, a similarly cyan light and shadow penetrated into the middle of the two of them like a lightning bolt. A sonorous sound of gold and iron clashing with each other suddenly rang out.
Hua Yong and Qatar both felt the pain in the tiger's mouth of their hands. The heavy weapon in their hands almost flew away under the sudden external impact. Everyone looked at it intently, and saw a tall and thick man with a black face holding it.
A huge stone hammer stood in the splashing dust like a demon god
The black-faced man was clearly the strong man of the White Wolf Clan. Su Heshi, the most powerful general under Elder Ai Zezi, was also in the duel. When both sides of the duel and everyone present were shocked, Su He's younger brother Su Mu had already led dozens of people.
The warriors of the White Wolf tribe stood out from the crowd of onlookers and stood in the center of the duel field.
Su Mu had a dark face and shouted sternly at both sides of the duel: "The foreign invaders on Fengshan Mountain haven't been wiped out yet, but you started fighting first. Are you going to take us, the White Wolf Clan, seriously?"
Almost no one present was paying attention to his scolding. They only had one shocking thought in their minds right now. What was the concept of the strength of Su He, the first warrior of the White Wolf clan? Everyone knew the strength of Qatar. As for Hua Yong,
, looking at the power, it is definitely not weak. The two of them were easily separated by Su He. Su He's true strength can be described as terrifying.