As the man spoke, a trace of calculation flashed across his eyes, and he said to the people behind him: "People from the Sangrui Tribe, Zhouquan Tribe, and Quanyong Tribe, the three of you should go first."
"Baal!" Jier exclaimed, lowering his voice and saying, "What are you doing?!"
"Whatever you say, keep fighting." Bal pretended to be stupid.
Jier gritted his teeth and said, "The leaders of these three tribes, Zhou Shen, Jian Hao, and You Lin, all left the city for some reason. Before leaving the city, they entrusted their people to me to take care of. How could I let them go first?"
"Then your Tana tribe will go first?" Bal asked.
Jier gritted his teeth and said, "There are 56 people in my tribe. Excluding the elderly, children and brothers, there are only about 20 people. How can it be enough?"
After that, Jier said loudly: "Zhao You, Baer, bring the warriors of your Mingyouyu tribe and Jiaoshi tribe out. Yuan Heng, plus my Tana tribe, now three tribes are challenging you."
"..." Yuan Heng's expression turned cold: "You are no match for me."
"…" Jier looked unhappy when he heard this, and Baer was even more furious: "You are too arrogant, Yuan Heng."
Yuan Heng said: "I am telling the truth. Besides, if you only want a place to stay, then there is no need to fight. I will give you a place to stay."
"You promised?" Zhao You walked out with narrowed eyes, a hint of sarcasm flashing across his face: "Why did you promise?"
Yuan Heng pursed his lips and said, "Build a city."
As soon as the man finished speaking, everyone present fell silent. It was so quiet all around that if a pin dropped at this moment, it would probably be audible.
"Are you...are you kidding me?" Baal wanted to ask, but when he met the gaze of the ancient orc in front of him, he couldn't bring himself to ask.
The man's eyes were determined, as if building a city would happen in the near future. His face was full of confidence and his aura was like that of a king. The people present were so shocked that they dared not move. His words were more like an imperial decree that could not be questioned.
After a long time, so long that it seemed like a whole century had passed, Zhao Yu saw that the foreign orcs were wavering and was the first to react. He said, "Tian Nai, don't trust him. Building a city is not that easy. It took four years to build Ning'an City. There were beast tides every year. It was only because of the Xi family's beast taming skills that they were able to avoid the destruction of the beast tide for four years and successfully build Ning'an City today."
"This is unique. How could it be built? If it were that easy, there would have been thousands of Ning'an Cities."
Hearing this, Xi Ning chuckled, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "Zhao Yu, it turns out that you still remember that it was my Xi family's ancestor who used the beast taming technique to resist the beast tide and protect this city. I thought you had forgotten all these things."
"..." Zhao Yu was choked and speechless, looking at Xi Ning with an increasingly gloomy expression: "Even if your Xi family built and protected the city, after today, the winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandit. If you lose, this city will belong to my Zhao family from now on."
Wang Jin's mouth twitched, and he muttered in a low voice: "This is the first time I've seen someone so shameless."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Heng lowered his head and looked at Zhao Yu in the direction Wang Jin was looking. His face turned cold, and in almost an instant, only an afterimage was seen, and Zhao Yu was knocked to the ground.