Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 922: Invasion
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"I heard the people say that they have killed many passers-by from other tribes on the road, and they have announced that they will slaughter several tribes..." The patriarch's face was full of worries, and he looked at the gods and said: "We only rely on ourselves. I’m afraid I can’t resist the power of the elders. Otherwise, please ask Lin Fei to come out?"
"No need..." After the **** heard the patriarch's remarks, his voice was somewhat solemn, and he slowly said: "Since he has set a ban on the door, he just doesn't want us to be disturbed. If he wakes up forcibly, it would not be good. The tribe will deal with it for a while, you can arrange it."
"Yes..."
The patriarch sighed in his heart, got up and bowed to the gods, and then led the elders to push the door out. The young and middle-aged people outside, who were fully armed, obviously had been waiting for a long time. The patriarch just opened the door and all eyes were on him...
The patriarch glanced around the crowd, and his voice was full of majesty: "The old man and the women and children waited around the shrine first. The clansmen of the hunting team are responsible for opening the traps, and the rest will follow me."
After finishing talking, the patriarch strode away and walked in front of the team. The elders were half a position behind, and the clansmen behind kept keeping up. Everyone was silent. Naturally, a killing was brewing in the action. Gas.
Women and children watched their sons, husbands, brothers, and fathers walking outside the tribe. Some women sobbed, but no one cried loudly...
It’s not easy for people in the tribe to survive. It is to fight against monsters, beasts of the same kind, and fight against nature. Death has long been a common occurrence, but for women in the tribe, every time a man in the tribe sets out, it is possible It’s a farewell to life and death, to hold back not crying, it is their last perseverance...
In the eyes of the women and children, the warriors of the Tiger Tribe have walked out of the tribe, ready to meet their enemies
The patriarch stood upright at the head of the team, his muscles bulged up like a hill, and he tightly held a black iron gun in his hand.
The traps have been set up, and the tribesmen occupy the favorable terrain, silently waiting for the arrival of the enemy.
Suddenly, a small but extremely agile tribe ran over from the forest, pointed to the outside without catching his breath and said: "He, they are here."
"As soon as they enter the range, they will start to do it..." The patriarch quickly ordered and looked up into the distance. As expected, he saw the sky above the forest not far away, and started to start countless birds...
Just as the order was given, the patriarch's eyes suddenly filled with incredible expressions, and the spear in his hand was almost unsteady.
Not far away, in the woods with traps, there was an army slowly walking out, all wearing black armor, holding war spears, and huge trees that had grown for thousands of years looked like folded paper. Those who were on the road were directly stopped at the waist and broken. These people ignored any traps and destroyed all obstacles in front of them along the way.
The most important thing is that now there are only a hundred people coming out of the forest, and there are still people appearing continuously behind them.
As more and more troops came out, the palm of the patriarch holding the spear was already very slippery, until the last young man riding a demon king appeared, the patriarch's heart was already cold...
As soon as the youth appeared, the overwhelming army automatically gave way to a path. The youth urged the mount and walked from the way to the front of the whole team. A pair of narrow eyes stared at the patriarch, calmly said:" Are you the patriarch of this tribe?"
The patriarch gave out a courage out of thin air, and simply said: "It's me!"
"Yes, it saved me a lot of time."
"You..." Just as the patriarch was about to frown and speak, a silver spear suddenly appeared in front of him. The tip of the spear was extremely sharp, and it kept zooming in front of him.
The war pattern on the patriarch's body lit up instantly, and he had no time to roll over and fell to the ground embarrassedly, but he finally escaped the spear head.
Seeing that the patriarch was attacked, the young tribes who had been prepared next to him swarmed and stood in front of the patriarch.
The youth did not chase the patriarch, but condescendingly raised the spear in his hand, making a sharp howling in the air, hitting the crowd in front of him, and suddenly a dull sound of bone fracture sounded, dozens of strong tribal youths Without a single move, they were knocked off to the ground, spitting out blood.
Just the sound of the breaking wind, I knew that the spear had to weigh several thousand catties, but now it was held by the young man like a toy.
For a while, no one dared to step forward.
The young man glanced around, and suddenly curled his lips somewhat boringly, and urged the monster under his seat to walk backwards, and gestured for a moment. The army behind him immediately pressed forward step by step.
The army's steps are all unified, and it is like thunder that blows on everyone's hearts. At this time, the elders are more and more crowded, holding a big knife in his hand, and standing in front of the army with a sharp face.
Faced with the slow but determined army, the elder instantly urged the war patterns to the extreme, and the hideous lines shining with brilliance appeared on his face, and the phantom of a fierce tiger suddenly appeared in the air.
The people of the tribe also urged the war pattern, and for a while, the roar of tigers sounded here, one after another, as if the entire void was occupied by the tigers.
The soldiers were unmoved, and still walked forward step by step. Although the speed was not fast, it brought great pressure to people. Under this iron silence, the roar of the tigers instead It seemed a bit bluffing.
The army is close at hand, and it is still moving forward. The elder standing in the front suddenly shouted, and a few steps forward to meet the first few people in the army, when the big knife was cut down, the tiger behind him slammed at the same time. In front of the soldier.
As the elder took the lead, the young people of the tribe behind them also burst out shouting to kill, and the roar of tigers seemed to break through the clouds, all following the elder's footsteps and fighting with the troops in front of them.
The soldiers of the army were silent. They saw the war spear exuding the cold luster stand up, and the war spear spit out black light, like a black snake, facing the enemy.
At this time, the patriarch coughed out a mouthful of blood. His war pattern had exploded too violently, and his internal organs had already been injured. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the scene in front of him, and what he saw was a bit beyond his expectation.
Under the almost frenzied outbreak of the tribe, the army responded stubbornly and numbly and awkwardly. The spears were picked and crossed, which were some of the most basic postures.
Although the action is simple, everyone's actions are neat and uniform, but there is also a bit of force, at least under the aggressive offensive of the Tiger Tribe, no armorer is injured...
Can the Horde draw a tie with this army?
No, it’s not that simple...
The patriarch gradually saw the doorway of the army, and the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became...