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The sound of hoofbeats was like a dense drum, and the sound of the horseshoes was like a hammer hitting the chests of everyone, making people breathless for a while, and there was a deathly silence in the big tent that was originally full of laughter. .

Although it was quiet inside the tent, it was not quiet outside the tent.

Everyone in the tent could clearly hear the screams coming from outside the tent, and some people even had the illusion that the screams were very similar to the howls of the massacre of livestock when the tribe held a grand meeting .

A person close to the tent finally got up abruptly, pulled out the saber from his waist, and rushed to the tent within a few steps, stretched out his hand with a "wow", and tore open the curtain, as if about to rush out, but everyone in the tent just I saw that after the man opened the curtain, his body suddenly staggered back a few steps, and the scimitar he was holding had dropped to the ground.

The person covered his throat with one hand, and everyone finally saw clearly that a sharp arrow had pierced the person's neck. Dead, still struggling on the ground.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they drew their swords one after another. Someone already shouted: "No, the tent is on fire!" The top of the patriarch's tent was already on fire.

This sudden change made everyone extremely horrified. Those who were slightly drunk were startled by this, but those who were still drunk still tried their best to stand up, knowing that something serious had happened.

Wan Lipu had already grabbed the scimitar, he could only feel the cries and screams all around his big tent, and the iron hooves of the war horses could be heard clearly, but he really couldn't figure out who would be here It's time to attack the Li tribe.

He didn't have too much time to think about it, because he had already seen that several war horses rushed in from the tent. His big tent was not small, and the several war horses rushed in without seeming crowded, but they brought Feeling deep fear, several cavalry rushed in, holding spears in their hands, without any hesitation at all, the sharp blades of the spears had already pierced the terrified people.

The spear was like lightning, and the shot was like a snake. In an instant, several people were pierced through the vitals by the spear. The others finally came to their senses and waved their knives to meet them. It's just that they were drinking too much just now, and the sudden change made them unacceptable. The knife is not stable, but the enemy's spear is sharp and ruthless.

Wan Lipu knew that something was wrong, he didn't rush up like the others, he felt his head was a little dizzy, when the knights were ruthlessly slaughtering, he had already run to the edge of the big tent, and slashed fiercely on the tent , his knife is very sharp, but as the patriarch's big tent, his big tent is very strong. He hacked several times, and finally opened a hole. Rushing forward, Wan Lipu's whole body rushed towards the opening, the opening was too small, he didn't rush out for a while, but was actually stuck in it.

He was terrified, he had already rushed over, the point of the long spear had already stabbed towards him, Wan Lipu roared, and with all his strength, he actually broke out of the hole and got out of the tent in a state of embarrassment , crawled and ran a few steps, and knocked down a person head-on.

Wanlipu was knocked to the ground, kneeling on the same ground, raised his head, and at this moment, he saw a scene that he will never forget. His Wanli tribe's base camp was completely engulfed in a sea of ​​fire at this moment. , it seems that all the tents have been swallowed by the flames, and the flames illuminate the entire camp as bright as day.

In the camp, there was a loud cry, and there were panicked and fled people everywhere, like flies without direction. In the light of the fire, I saw a group of cavalry like demons from hell. The people of the La tribe, whether they are men, women, old or young, as long as they are alive, are the targets of these Hellriders. Their spears pierced the chest of the patriarch, their bows and arrows shot through the throats of the tribesmen, and their scimitars mercilessly chopped Break the neck of the tribe.

This group of devil-like cavalry seemed to be blown by the wind, and they came so strangely.

Wan Lipu suspected that he drank too much alcohol, so he was having a nightmare.

He felt that his strength had been exhausted by the flames, so he stood up with difficulty, and then he saw several cavalrymen approaching slowly. The appearance of the other party, the sabers in the hands of five or six cavalrymen are still bloody, and they are slowly approaching a young knight surrounded by them.

The knight seemed to be in his early twenties, the scimitar at his waist was not drawn out, but he was holding a longbow in his hand, his expressionless face looked unusually indifferent in the firelight, like an iceberg of ten thousand years The same, when people look at that face, they will feel cold spontaneously.

"Who are you guys?" Wan Lipu raised his knife, pointing the blade at the other party, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

No one answered, the young knight had already pulled out an arrow from the quiver with his steady hand, and calmly bent his bow and set the arrow, drawing the bow like a full moon. The arrow shot towards him like lightning, Wan Lipu exerted force with his hand, the arrow came over, he swung his knife to chop, but the chop was in vain, the sharp arrow had already pierced his throat.

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His eyes are raised.

What a fast arrow!

...Under the Black Mountain, Maha Vajra's face turned ashen.

It was already dawn, and the warm sunlight had already shone on the earth, but Maha Vajra's mood was already extremely cold. Looking at the Black Mountain in the distance, there was a long river of blood flowing there, and corpses piled up like a mountain.

He had already begun to suspect that what he was facing was really just a group of herdsmen grazing on the grassland. If it was just those lowly herdsmen, where did they come from to have such strength and to explode such a powerful fighting force.

The troops were divided into two groups, and the plan of a sneak attack from behind once filled Maha Vajra with excitement, but in the end it gave Maha Vajra cold water.

Fighting all night, the frontal casualties were heavy. Although they once attacked the first barrier and started a hand-to-hand fight with the Gulaqin people, it was extremely difficult to climb over the stone wall. The opponent prepared countless spears and hid behind the stone wall Using the long spear array, as long as there are Tarik warriors climbing up the stone wall, there must be Gulaqin fighters jumping up to entangle them. Even if the individual combat ability is not as good as that, those useless Gulaqin fighters are often beyond their power. When facing the enemy, he chose to die with the Tarik warrior, and died together with the Tarek warrior.

Last night was a tragic fight, both sides suffered heavy casualties.

Thousands of people were lost from the front. What made Maha King Kong the most chilling was that although the frontal attack had suffered heavy losses last night, in order to attack the west and cooperate with Nu Duoji's rear attack, Maha King Kong endured the heavy losses of his own soldiers and kept going. He gritted his teeth and did not withdraw his troops until the final casualties were too terrible, and seeing that the left and right wing peaks had already lit torches, Maha Vajra finally withdrew his troops.

In the dark night, thousands of troops attacked Montenegro. Although they looked down on the untouchables like Gulaqin from the bottom of their hearts, Maha Vajra did not dare to take too many risks. Very strong, but Maha Vajra himself is not sure what the result will be.

After knowing that the war had stopped for a long time, Mahakin just learned that the 500 people Nu Duo Ji brought to sneak attack were almost wiped out. , Nu Duoji's head was in a different place, and there were 100 soldiers under his command, and less than [-] escaped back.

In less than two days, Maha Vajra's vanguard army had killed or injured more than 3000 people, and they were all elite Tarik warriors.

Maha Vajra's heart was cold.

If 3000 people were killed but Mahazang was able to be captured, then he could still make a mission to Mahara. However, nearly half of the Tarik warriors in the vanguard army were killed and injured, but none of the three peaks of Montenegro have been shot down. Even a barrier of Yingshou Peak did not break through, so the number of casualties not directly proportional to the record, Maha Vajra really felt that he could not explain to Mahara.

Thinking of how before he left, he promised Mahara that he would capture Maha Zang before the main army arrived. At this time, those bold words seemed absurd in the face of reality.

Nuduoji's head was right next to Maha Vajra, and it was not difficult to find Nuduoji on the battlefield. At that time, Nuduoji's head was held up on a wooden stick on the battlefield where corpses were scattered all over the field. The stick was high, so the soldiers who arrived at the scene saw Nuduoji's bloody head at first sight.

"Your Majesty, what should we do now?" Da Du was very anxious. He had used the shield array, sneak attack, and strong attack repeatedly, but there was no result. Mahara's main force was about to arrive. What should we do then? Handle.

Maha Vajra gave Dadu a cold look, but did not speak.

"Your Majesty, it's better to let Ye Lizier's men rush up." Dadu said cautiously: "We Tarik suffered heavy losses, and the three thousand Ba Baitu was unscathed. It's time to let them go out."

"Fart!" Maha King Kong said coldly: "It has already reached this point, should Babaitu take advantage of it? Even if we wait for the arrival of the main army of the little prince, we can't take advantage of them at this time."

Da Du wanted to say something, but a fast horse came galloping and dismounted: "My lord, the people of the Zhula tribe have arrived, and they are only ten miles away from Zuo Wing Peak, and they have stopped there!"

Maha Vajra sneered and said, "Pass my military order to let the troops of the Zhula tribe attack Zuoyi Peak immediately!"

Dadu asked urgently, "Why is your majesty in such a hurry to let the Zhula people attack?"

"I want them to see that what they are facing is not a group of rabble." At this time, Maha Vajra had to admit that it was extremely difficult to attack Montenegro, "Let them also taste the bitterness before they know what is called Easy to defend but difficult to attack."

He knew very well that since even his elite Tariq warriors could not capture Montenegro, a group of rabble Jura would certainly not be much stronger than the Tariq warriors, as long as Left Wing Peak had an equal force from Eagle Shou Peak Without combat power, it is impossible for the Zhula people to capture Zuo Wing Peak in a short time.

He was worried that the Zhula people would look down on him, the king of the North Courtyard, from the bottom of their hearts when they saw the current battle situation. Only by letting the Zhula people have a hard time can they stop despising him.

The most important thing is that he is now thinking about how to make a mission to Mahara. If the Zhula people's attack is frustrated, and the two armies will not be able to achieve results by then, Maha Vajra will naturally have a lot to say.