Lord Roar

Chapter 136 The Leopard of the Dark Moon
When Fan Di woke up, it was already the next morning, with two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, staring straight at him, almost fainted by the little old man again.

The big eyes belong to Big Babylon, and the big face is only half a fist away from Fan Di.

The small eyes are those of a horned-winged python, and the thin snake letters flick back and forth.

Rubbing his still aching head, Fan Di suddenly recalled the scene where he uttered nonsense after drinking too much.

With a wry smile, the little old man said leisurely: "I regret it now, can't I?"

great babylon nodded
"You can go back only after helping you design the trebuchet?"

Babylon the Great nodded again.

"Can you go back after designing?"

Babylon the Great shook his head this time, thought for a moment and said, "There are second-generation weapons and equipment, as our chief said, you can leave after the design is finished."

Fan Di sighed, and said helplessly, "Let's go, take me to meet the dwarves."

Big Babylon stretched out his big hand, grabbed the little old man by the neck and pulled him up from the bed.

Fan Di said angrily: "Barbarian! I can walk by myself. Take it easy. Didn't your chief teach you manners?"

"No, the chief said, what I do to my father, I do to you."

"You used to treat your father like this?"

"Yeah!" Big Babylon nodded with great certainty.

Heldon came back very quickly. He just went back yesterday and came back the next night.

Not only did he come back, he also brought a large group of barbarian warriors with him.

500 meters away from the camp, more than 200 barbarian warriors stared at the Bloodhoof tribe, and it seemed that they were divided into two camps. A battle flag painted with a lion stood on the far left, and there were more than 100 barbarians behind. A lion tribe warrior stood quietly and orderly behind Johnny the Great Axe.

The barbarian warriors on the far right seem to be a little slender, and they are also a head shorter than the tribesmen of the Lion tribe, and each of them wears a totem mask, a black cloak on their back, and a sword with a black panther tattooed on it. The flag was fluttering in the wind, and beside the battle flag stood a tall tribal warrior, with a totem mask on his face depicting a black panther howling up to the sky, riding on a shadowy moon leopard.

Haldon and an old man stood in the middle of the front of the line, and the two pointed in the direction of the Bloodhoof Tribe and exchanged their heads.

When he learned that a group of uninvited guests had come outside the camp, Allen immediately picked up the mace, gathered all the soldiers, and rushed to the gate of the camp.

"I thought I was the one who didn't open my eyes. It turned out to be Johnny the Great Axe." Alan glanced at it with a sneer, and turned around and shouted: "Brothers, copy guys, go out and kill them."

The Bloodhoof clansmen got impatient waiting for the Lion Tribe to come to their door. They put on their armors and picked up their weapons excitedly, and rushed out with their chiefs.

Alan, who was in the middle of the rush, suddenly remembered something, and turned around and shouted: "Tell Wood, someone is going to set fire to the forest, and ask him to bring the violent bears out to me, so that these bastards can open their eyes."

Wood, who was being watered in the open space of the camp, sat up and roared angrily, "Who, who dared to set fire? Who is it?"

outside the camp.

Johnny the Great Axe said disdainfully: "Haldon, have you been scared out of your wits? A few days ago, the Bloodhoof Tribe was like a bereaved dog. How did it become the Hope Tribe in the wasteland after being mentioned by you? so strong?"

Haldon showed a bitter expression and didn't know how to explain it. Yesterday, he planned to report what he had seen and heard to the chief, but unexpectedly, he encountered a tribe of lions who were about to take revenge on the way, and Johnny the Great Axe didn't know what to say. Moved Lord Giselle and asked her Darkmoon Leopard tribe to come to help.

He was just a messenger of the Great Chief, and he had no right to stop Johnny the Great Axe from revenge. Fortunately, the Great Shaman Gonzalez was visiting the Lion Tribe at the time, and after a lot of talking, the Great Shaman was eventually killed by himself. Persuaded, dubiously followed him to the Bloodhoof Tribe.

In fact, what Haldon was worried about was not the Bloodhoof tribe, but the new Chief Bloodhoof whose eyes were full of evil spirits. From the understanding of the deeds, this guy is definitely the kind of master who can't get over it without biting you a few bites once he suffers a loss.

If there is a real battle, it will definitely be faced with an endless situation.

Especially the great shaman Gonzalez was still present. Although the great shaman was not as good as the great chief in terms of position, he was also the only ascendant and spokesperson of the divine right of Kakalu, and the spiritual leader of all the barbarians in the wasteland.

Once any accident happened, the Bloodhoof tribe would really become the public enemy of the hundred thousand barbarians.

This worst-case scenario was not what Halton wanted to see.

As a messenger who has dealt with humans and Beamon orcs all the year round, he knows better than anyone how backward his compatriots are, and he expects to change the fate of his own people better than anyone else. The original intention and reason for the identity matter.

The chief of the Darkmoon Leopard next to him, Giselle also said indifferently: "I don't care if Bloodhoof is not what it used to be, I only want the son of Bloodhoof, Montal Zack."

The great shaman Gonzalez sighed beside him, shook his head and said, "Giselle... hey!"

Seeing that the great shaman was hesitant to speak, Johnny the Great Ax curled his lips in disdain.

To say that the tribe he despises the most is the Darkmoon Leopard tribe, which is all composed of female warriors, especially their chief Giselle. If her father was not a great shaman, how could the four noble tribes have She has a place.

But he didn't dare to offend easily, not to mention his father's backing, the Dark Moon Leopard's strength itself is not bad, if it wasn't for Giselle and Bloodhoof Son Zack's personal enmity, he wouldn't help him for no reason busy.

In the last battle at the Bloodhoof Camp, he lost dozens of elite fighters, and the great chief explicitly forbade him to seek revenge. In desperation, he had no choice but to mobilize another hundred soldiers to follow him to avenge his shame.

I believe that there are only a hundred fighters in the area, and Master Manstein will turn a blind eye.

Seeing that Johnny and Giselle had gradually lost their patience, Haldon said hastily, "May the Great Shaman and the two chiefs allow me to pass the message to the Bloodhoof Tribe first, is that okay?"

The two chiefs looked at the big shaman, waiting for Gonzalez to make a decision.

The great shaman stroked his long beard under his chin, and said with a smile: "The barbarians are all bloody fighters. As you said, they are now so powerful, so why would they stay in the camp and stay behind closed doors? Haier You don't need to go, we will wait here for a while, if the time is up, don't stop Johnny and Weier, this is their personal enmity."

When Gonzalez was observing the Bloodhoof camp, Allen led all the soldiers and stood at the gate of the camp while observing them.

Pass the monocular in his hand to old Zach. This thing that looks like a telescope was snatched from the little old man Fan Di.

After old Zach looked at it for a while, his old face instantly collapsed.

"What's wrong? No confidence?" Allen asked with a smile.

"That's not true. The main reason is that two unexpected people came." Old Zach waved his hands, then turned around and shouted, "Little Zach, Giselle is here."

Kahn, who had been impatient for a long time, was armed to the teeth, standing there wishing to rush out and kill Johnny immediately.

As a result, as soon as he heard the old man's words, for a moment, his immature face was as miserable as if he had eaten yellow lotus.

Although little Zach is not yet an adult, he is eager to participate in the first battle of his life every day.

Allen was also curious, took the monocular and observed Gonzales carefully.

"Who is this old guy? He looks like a barbarian, looks like a human, talks and shakes his head, and everyone has tattoos all over his body. This old man has a clean face, can't he be the great chief? ?”

Old Zach said with a wry smile: "Great shaman, Gonzalez, spokesperson for the barbarian theocracy, spiritual leader of the wilderness people, it is said that he traveled in the human world 20 years ago."

"Take care of the big shaman and the little shaman, tell the soldiers, get ready to attack."

(End of this chapter)