Apocalyptic Dark Age

Gao Feng successfully evaded the first wave of search teams. The desolate people were scattered in the wilderness, scattered and disorderly. Many desolate warriors walked through the depression where Gao Feng was hiding, but they didn't find anything wrong. Gao Feng, whose whole body was smeared with red dye, even stood there It was not easy to spot him from the sand even if he was close. In this way, he managed to stay up until nightfall.

When night fell, it was also a time of great disaster for the tribe. This small tribe of only 2,000 people was surrounded by more than 4,000 desert warriors, and the one who surrounded him was the green-faced protector who scolded him in the tent last night. , a beast with one eye that was blind and full of hair, like a trapped beast still fighting, looked at that guy, and roared low in his throat, while the eight hundred desert warriors around him had begun to become unstable. Surrounded by five times the enemy, they could not help but There will be any chance of winning.

"Hengman, Hengduan said that the tribe can leave on its own. What do you want to do? The central wilderness has been lost. Do you want us to kill each other until we are destroyed..."

The elder beside Mantou pulled his neck and shouted loudly at the Qingmian's barbaric, shrill and sad, like a girl who was about to be insulted.

"Hengduan said he could leave, but he didn't say he would take the tribe with him..." Hengman said to the elder slowly, but his eyes were fixed on Manchu.

The four thousand Huangren warriors were like an army of white bones standing in the dark dusk, exuding evil aura that reached the sky. Hearing the arrogant retorts, he felt angry and helpless in his heart. He knew that Hengduan would not let go no matter what. Get rid of their fat.

"Then let's go back..." Seeing the eyes on his head, the great elder shouted loudly again.

"Hahaha..., do you think Hengduan will pretend that nothing happened? The opportunity has been given to you, it's just you who don't care about it..."

"What exactly do you want..." Mantou couldn't help it any longer and interrupted the topic of Hebari. Hebarian's ferocious face suddenly softened. He stared greedily at the tribe behind Mantou and said, "What do you think?"

"In order to resist the northern tribes, we also suffered heavy losses. We used to be a large tribe with three thousand people and more than a thousand desert warriors. Now it's like this. Don't you have some mercy..."

Mantou yelled angrily. He knew what Hengduan wanted. Hengduan wanted to annex his Mantou tribe. The vitality of the central wilderness was severely damaged this time. Many deserter warriors died there, and they were in urgent need of replenishment. This is why he He wanted to leave, but he knew that Hengduan would one day annex other tribes.

"Hmph, your thoughts are really simple, aren't you? Hengduan has given you a chance. Don't take it seriously yourself. Either you hand over the tribe and leave on your own, or... you go and tell Hengduan in person..."

The two choices, Man Tou knew, were actually equivalent to no choice. Hengman wished he could go back on his own. In order to scare the monkeys, Hengduan would kill him without hesitation. If he stayed, it would mean that both the jade and the stone would be destroyed. His tribe would be destroyed, and four thousand people would be killed. His counterattack would also kill at least 500 of the Huangren warriors, so Hubari would let him go. A protector without a tribe was no longer a threat.

"Mantou, you can't listen to him. Once you are gone, we will all become indentured slaves..." The great elder begged Mantou in a panic, but Mantou hesitated on his face.

If he drags on, Barbarian's patience will be exhausted, and he will die with the tribe, but if he leaves, what will happen to the tribe? The tribe has been integrated into the life of the patron. Both sides want to depend on each other, and no one can leave the other behind.

"Huh, you can't guess Hengduan's plan. He can lead you through the wilderness to get here. Is a piece of western wilderness enough? There is no room for us here, and there is no room for too many people. If you want to survive, you just have to Can fight out..."

Wenman looked at it with disdain and said, "How can a skylark know the ambition of a swan?" What's there to earn from a piece of shabby western wilderness? The real big deal is yet to come.

"Could it be...?" His face changed drastically, and he looked arrogant. The great elder was confused.

"Your warriors are still warriors, the sons of warriors are still soldiers, and the women are still their women. Everything remains unchanged..."

Most of the people heard the barbaric declaration. The Mantou warriors immediately changed their expressions and whispered to each other. Many of them were gradually showing signs of leaving Mantou.

"You are crazy, can you go to that place..." After being surprised, Man Tou cursed loudly, but it was not for his own tribe, but for all the tribes of deserters.

"The strength of the seventy-two tribes in Hengye has not been damaged. On the contrary, our strength has never been so strong. Small tribes like you will never know how many protectors, how many fronts we have, how many troops we have..."

After saying the last word, the great elder started to tremble and murmured to himself blankly: "How is it possible? There has never been a regretful army in the Western Wilderness. There has never been one. Could it be the leader of the Hengye tribe?"

"Seventy-two tribes in Hengye? Did you abandon the central wilderness on purpose?" Mantou suddenly thought of an impossible result, and the previous shock began to weaken in his heart, and the current speculation was even more terrifying.

"Huh, all you know is the world inside the gerbil hole. The outside world is beyond your imagination. There are many things I can't tell you. Hengduan is very dissatisfied with you. You should know that?"

Wenman changed the topic and looked at him. The elder looked blankly at Mantou, wanting his idea.

"Human, don't think that you have a regretful army. You think you are very powerful just because you have an army of 100,000 from 72 tribes. Two hundred years ago, the most powerful Full Moon tribe in the wilderness had 300,000 tribesmen and 150,000 warriors. Now, How many tribes are left? Are you looking for death?"

Mantou smiled contemptuously at the furious Mantou, stopped talking and suddenly raised his right arm. Four thousand Huangren warriors raised their weapons at the same time, with swords and guns like a forest, blocking the clouds and the sun, making the soldiers around Mantou tense at the same time. Many people had long been frightened by the arrogant words and the number of enemies, and could not help but leave the army and walk aside alone.

"Shout..." Seeing someone leaving the Mantou tribe, four thousand Huangren warriors roared at the same time. Together they formed a deafening sound, making more people make up their minds. Mantou did not stop it, but just watched. With a proud and arrogant expression, he said sternly: "Two hundred years, two hundred years of cultivation, have brought us to the wilderness. Do you want to destroy the wilderness? Now there are barbarians..."

"Hmph, you want to teach me a lesson like a gerbil in the hole? Your people have already made their choice. Are you leaving or dying..."

Only the great elder was left beside Man Tou, with a proud look on Man Tou's face. This time he was able to defeat the enemy without a fight. Even if Man Tou was unwilling, there would be no more accidents. His mission this time was considered After finishing, it depends on how Hengduan rewards him.

"Man Tou, let's go, it's over..." The Great Elder was able to sit in this position because of his loyalty. Even at the last moment, he never left Man Tou. As he shouted, Man Tou looked up miserably. Looking at the coming night, the sky said desolately: "It's over, it's all over. In front of the Castle of Despair, rich pasture will grow again..."

"Chief, are you just going to let them go?" Mantou fell under the control of the Hengman warriors and slowly turned around and headed towards the desert tribe. But Hengman frowned at the leaving group, Mantou was not a After the man left, his women and children, as well as the great elder's family, as well as many indentured servants and voluntary followers of soldiers and soldiers, totaled more than 400 people, which was one-fifth of the tribe.

Hearing the inquiry from the leader of his soldiers, a sneer appeared on the corner of Banbarian's mouth for a while, but his face was covered by darkness, and only his deep voice was heard: "I hope they can survive this night, Master Hengduan's war beast has been dispatched It may not take long..."

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