World of Warcraft: The Rise of the Boar
Chapter 33 Eighth-rank warrior Lao Zhu
"Young Patriarch, this is absolutely impossible," Marfa said in shock after hearing this, Lao Zhu's plan, did not hide Marfa, Marfa who is familiar with Lao Zhu's plan, if the young Patriarch of the Totem tribe leads the army Attacking the Temple Blood Tribe, the army that has just experienced a defeat, how much combat power is left, even if it can be captured, it has nothing to do with the interests of the God of War Tribe, if the army of the Totem Tribe's young patriarch does not know the Totem Tribe, the next plan But it cannot be carried out.
Unifying the south of Thorn Ridge is out of the question.
"Why not?"
At this moment, the young patriarch of the Totem tribe is full of confidence in his plan. He has returned to the high-spirited moment when he just left the Totem tribe. He fantasizes about the appearance of capturing the Temple Blood tribe, completely forgetting the Totem tribe. The ferocious pig's head stared oppressively at Marfa. It is obvious that the young patriarch of the Totem tribe had a big opinion on the objection in front of him. The person in front of him heard the objection, the young patriarch of the Totem tribe, but he had no intention of asking the other party.
"Don't say that the old patriarch asked the young patriarch to return to aid, just say that the young patriarch captured the temple blood tribe, but only got some useless patriarchs, and when the army of the temple blood tribe returns to aid, we are definitely not opponents,"
"It doesn't look like as long as we attack the rear of the Temple Blood Tribe army, we can destroy the Temple Blood Tribe," Marfa immediately began to explain,
"Not bad, not bad, not bad," the young patriarch of the Totem tribe called several times, and then slapped Marfa on the shoulder.
"You are good, follow me in the future, when I go back to the Dapo Temple Blood Tribe, I will become the patriarch, and I will not treat you badly," the young patriarch of the Totem Tribe laughed, very satisfied with Marfa's proposal,
Hearing the words of the young patriarch of the Totem tribe, Marfa secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the defeated army of the Totem tribe was fooled back, it would be a victory. After following Lao Zhu for more than half a year, Marfa was specially trained by Lao Zhu. He also has vision, relying on this defeated army to attack the army of the temple blood tribe, that is courting death, and the dead cannot die, but this has little to do with him.
Lao Zhu didn't know about the young patriarch of the Totem tribe's proposal to attack the camp of the Temple Blood Tribe. Now Lao Zhu had just received a message from the scouts, and was staring at the news from the scouts of the defeated army of the Totem tribe. The defeated army of the Totem tribe continued to move towards The totem tribe's camp moved forward, which reassured Lao Zhu somewhat.
Here in the camp of the Totem Tribe, fierce battles are going on. Unlike the one-sided battle that broke out on the battlefield prepared by Lao Zhu, the Totem Tribe here relies on the camp to resist the attack of the Temple Blood Tribe. The wild boar warriors of the Bloodburn Tribe attacked wave after wave, but the Totem tribe remained steadfast. The strength of the Totem tribe is not weak. Although there are only half of the wild boar warriors left, there are still 3000 wild boar warriors. The Blood Tribe's attack, but the Blood Tribe couldn't take it down within a day.
The fierce battle has lasted for half a day. After the arrival of the blood on the temples, the army of the blood on the temples did not stop at all, and started to attack directly. The wild boar warriors from the blood on the temples were completely desperate, and they attacked the camp of the totem tribe. This battle is of great significance. If we win, the Temple Blood Tribe will dominate the south of Thorn Ridge, and it is not impossible to unify the entire Thorn Ridge in the future. Temple Blood is completely desperate.
Holding a sharp axe, Temple Blood exuded a powerful aura, yelling loudly at the Totem tribe; "You don't want to die, don't come out and die!"
Although the yelling and cursing of the blood on the sideburns is full of momentum, it is the same sentence over and over again. If Lao Zhu is tired of listening here, the wild boars are different. Come out, with high morale, and die generously, yes!Even if he dies generously, the old patriarch of the Totem tribe still has a way of defense. Behind the camp, let the hunters shoot from a distance. Although there are not many hunters, the constant rest and killing in half a day is not small. , and look at the arrows, you can find the preparations of the old patriarch of the Totem tribe.
The old patriarch of the Totem tribe, Swenggart Spearmane, a ninth-rank wild boar warrior, is one of the few peak powerhouses in Thorn Ridge. At this moment, Swenggart Spearmane is standing in the camp of the Totem tribe, watching the outside of the camp. Scolding blood on the temples, anger flashed on his face, and there was a bloodstain on his right arm, which was a scar cut by a sharp weapon, with blood and flesh rolling on it, obviously the injury was serious,
Svengergart Spearmane is old in the end. Although he has the strength of a ninth-level fighter, he is no longer at the peak of his prime, and his strength has already fallen. An excellent fighter, Svengergart Spearmane is confident that he can kill the opponent with ten strokes. Svengergart Spearmane, who has been a ninth-level fighter for more than [-] years, has only a wealth of experience at this moment, if not for his rich experience Experience, at this moment, it is not an injury, but being cut by the axe with blood on the sideburns.
The fierce battle continued, and the army of the Templeblood Tribe suffered a lot of casualties. The attack in half a day had already paid for the corpses of thousands of brave wild boar warriors, but the effect also had the same effect. The corpses formed a very good bridge. As long as they were rushed into the camp of the Totem tribe by the temple blood tribe army, they would be swept away.
Svenggart Spearmane is old, and no one can stop the edge of the temple.
Lao Zhu, who was rushing to the totem tribe, rode on the body of the Kodo beast, held the bone necklace worn on the neck in his hand, looked at it carefully, and felt the changes on it. The bone necklace is changing. Lao Zhu has known for a long time that as more and more people believe in the God of War, the above changes are about obvious, especially when someone comprehends the power of the God of War, a red spot the size of a sesame seed will appear on the bone necklace, Originally, only a few people had comprehended the power of the God of War, which was not obvious, but now Lao Zhu could see the dense red spots on the bone necklace.
It is no longer as good-looking as before. With such a change in the bone necklace, Lao Zhu knows that as the number of people who comprehend the power of the God of War reaches a certain number, the color of the bone necklace will be replaced by red. His hands became hot, and the red spots on them seemed to come alive, as if they were swimming. This phenomenon, Lao Zhu knew that someone had comprehended the power of the God of War, and felt the changes on the bone necklace, and Lao Zhu also changed in his body. .
The power of the god of war burned on Lao Zhu's body.
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Unifying the south of Thorn Ridge is out of the question.
"Why not?"
At this moment, the young patriarch of the Totem tribe is full of confidence in his plan. He has returned to the high-spirited moment when he just left the Totem tribe. He fantasizes about the appearance of capturing the Temple Blood tribe, completely forgetting the Totem tribe. The ferocious pig's head stared oppressively at Marfa. It is obvious that the young patriarch of the Totem tribe had a big opinion on the objection in front of him. The person in front of him heard the objection, the young patriarch of the Totem tribe, but he had no intention of asking the other party.
"Don't say that the old patriarch asked the young patriarch to return to aid, just say that the young patriarch captured the temple blood tribe, but only got some useless patriarchs, and when the army of the temple blood tribe returns to aid, we are definitely not opponents,"
"It doesn't look like as long as we attack the rear of the Temple Blood Tribe army, we can destroy the Temple Blood Tribe," Marfa immediately began to explain,
"Not bad, not bad, not bad," the young patriarch of the Totem tribe called several times, and then slapped Marfa on the shoulder.
"You are good, follow me in the future, when I go back to the Dapo Temple Blood Tribe, I will become the patriarch, and I will not treat you badly," the young patriarch of the Totem Tribe laughed, very satisfied with Marfa's proposal,
Hearing the words of the young patriarch of the Totem tribe, Marfa secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the defeated army of the Totem tribe was fooled back, it would be a victory. After following Lao Zhu for more than half a year, Marfa was specially trained by Lao Zhu. He also has vision, relying on this defeated army to attack the army of the temple blood tribe, that is courting death, and the dead cannot die, but this has little to do with him.
Lao Zhu didn't know about the young patriarch of the Totem tribe's proposal to attack the camp of the Temple Blood Tribe. Now Lao Zhu had just received a message from the scouts, and was staring at the news from the scouts of the defeated army of the Totem tribe. The defeated army of the Totem tribe continued to move towards The totem tribe's camp moved forward, which reassured Lao Zhu somewhat.
Here in the camp of the Totem Tribe, fierce battles are going on. Unlike the one-sided battle that broke out on the battlefield prepared by Lao Zhu, the Totem Tribe here relies on the camp to resist the attack of the Temple Blood Tribe. The wild boar warriors of the Bloodburn Tribe attacked wave after wave, but the Totem tribe remained steadfast. The strength of the Totem tribe is not weak. Although there are only half of the wild boar warriors left, there are still 3000 wild boar warriors. The Blood Tribe's attack, but the Blood Tribe couldn't take it down within a day.
The fierce battle has lasted for half a day. After the arrival of the blood on the temples, the army of the blood on the temples did not stop at all, and started to attack directly. The wild boar warriors from the blood on the temples were completely desperate, and they attacked the camp of the totem tribe. This battle is of great significance. If we win, the Temple Blood Tribe will dominate the south of Thorn Ridge, and it is not impossible to unify the entire Thorn Ridge in the future. Temple Blood is completely desperate.
Holding a sharp axe, Temple Blood exuded a powerful aura, yelling loudly at the Totem tribe; "You don't want to die, don't come out and die!"
Although the yelling and cursing of the blood on the sideburns is full of momentum, it is the same sentence over and over again. If Lao Zhu is tired of listening here, the wild boars are different. Come out, with high morale, and die generously, yes!Even if he dies generously, the old patriarch of the Totem tribe still has a way of defense. Behind the camp, let the hunters shoot from a distance. Although there are not many hunters, the constant rest and killing in half a day is not small. , and look at the arrows, you can find the preparations of the old patriarch of the Totem tribe.
The old patriarch of the Totem tribe, Swenggart Spearmane, a ninth-rank wild boar warrior, is one of the few peak powerhouses in Thorn Ridge. At this moment, Swenggart Spearmane is standing in the camp of the Totem tribe, watching the outside of the camp. Scolding blood on the temples, anger flashed on his face, and there was a bloodstain on his right arm, which was a scar cut by a sharp weapon, with blood and flesh rolling on it, obviously the injury was serious,
Svengergart Spearmane is old in the end. Although he has the strength of a ninth-level fighter, he is no longer at the peak of his prime, and his strength has already fallen. An excellent fighter, Svengergart Spearmane is confident that he can kill the opponent with ten strokes. Svengergart Spearmane, who has been a ninth-level fighter for more than [-] years, has only a wealth of experience at this moment, if not for his rich experience Experience, at this moment, it is not an injury, but being cut by the axe with blood on the sideburns.
The fierce battle continued, and the army of the Templeblood Tribe suffered a lot of casualties. The attack in half a day had already paid for the corpses of thousands of brave wild boar warriors, but the effect also had the same effect. The corpses formed a very good bridge. As long as they were rushed into the camp of the Totem tribe by the temple blood tribe army, they would be swept away.
Svenggart Spearmane is old, and no one can stop the edge of the temple.
Lao Zhu, who was rushing to the totem tribe, rode on the body of the Kodo beast, held the bone necklace worn on the neck in his hand, looked at it carefully, and felt the changes on it. The bone necklace is changing. Lao Zhu has known for a long time that as more and more people believe in the God of War, the above changes are about obvious, especially when someone comprehends the power of the God of War, a red spot the size of a sesame seed will appear on the bone necklace, Originally, only a few people had comprehended the power of the God of War, which was not obvious, but now Lao Zhu could see the dense red spots on the bone necklace.
It is no longer as good-looking as before. With such a change in the bone necklace, Lao Zhu knows that as the number of people who comprehend the power of the God of War reaches a certain number, the color of the bone necklace will be replaced by red. His hands became hot, and the red spots on them seemed to come alive, as if they were swimming. This phenomenon, Lao Zhu knew that someone had comprehended the power of the God of War, and felt the changes on the bone necklace, and Lao Zhu also changed in his body. .
The power of the god of war burned on Lao Zhu's body.
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