Beep beep beep~!
The loud sound of the horn shakes people's hearts.
The warriors of the Sharp Fang Tribe nervously clenched the stone weapons in their hands.
The Chaori tribe is the most powerful tribe in the nearby wasteland within a thousand miles, with one magic warrior, three hundred blood warriors, and thousands of ordinary warriors.
The strength is much stronger than that of the Sharp Fang Tribe.
The Sharp Fang Tribe could defeat more than thirty knights, but they would be no match for three hundred or even a thousand warriors.
Manpower is limited.
Even the simple-minded Anda didn't think he could withstand the attack.
The old wizard stood bravely at the front.
He was covered in animal skins and his hair was wrapped with colorful ropes to form small braids.
He raised his dark and thin arms high and shouted, "God's will has come, and there is nothing to fear!"
Fearless!
The Sharpfangs, both men and women, shouted loudly.
The sound was deafening, buzzing under the transmission of the special structure of Kulong Mountain.
Song Yang was really impressed by the old wizard's magical skills.
A person who has lost his divine power can still possess such a high prestige. How awesome!
Aegsa, the wizard who truly inherited the divine will, could only stand behind him as his little follower.
At this moment, the fighting consciousness of all the people in the tribe was not mobilized.
The women of the Sharp Fang Tribe have all returned to the Cave Mountain. They, together with the elderly and the weak, will become the last line of defense.
Of course, it is also the tribe’s last wealth.
In the ancient continent, women are also a kind of wealth, they can make the tribe thrive and multiply.
Led by Anda, fifty warriors, holding stone knives and various weapons, stood beside the three-meter-high city wall.
Song Yang also went up.
A seat immediately vacated next to him.
The old wizard and Aegsa stood on both sides of Song Yang.
Black Emperor forced his way out and stood next to Aigsa.
Aigsa often gave Black Emperor meat to eat, and Black Emperor was very close to her.
Song Yang looked ahead and saw a large cloud of smoke and dust approaching.
In the smoke and dust, there were a large number of unicorns running wildly.
The old wizard frowned and said, "Oh no, the Chaori tribe has sent out all its forces this time."
Song Yang said: "Are you so sure?"
The old wizard pointed to the center of the smoke and said, "There is the battle flag of the Chaori tribe over there. Usually, they will raise the battle flag when all the tribe members are mobilized. This means that there are also magic warriors this time."
Song Yang looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, in the smoke and dust, he found a flying black animal skin with many red feathers inlaid on it.
This is the tribal battle flag.
While Song Yang was watching, the cavalrymen were approaching.
Soon they arrived at a position less than a hundred meters in front of the wall. The tall warriors, with weapons in their hands, made strange howling sounds, like a group of animals.
They were wearing animal skins with black scales, of the same style. There were also some people wearing grey leather armor, and they were in the second echelon.
After this group of knights stopped, the smoke and dust dissipated, revealing the situation inside.
Looking around, I saw a sea of human heads.
They all had a red feather on their foreheads.
In the middle of the crowd, a two-meter-long piece of animal skin fluttered in the wind.
Dense red feathers fluttered along the surface, like a flame.
From time to time, sticky red feathers would be carried away by the air flow, like flames separating from a flame.
Against the backdrop of this huge flag, large feathers were flying above the heads of the Chaori tribe warriors, and the scene was very spectacular.