I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

The warriors of the Goshawk Division were shocked one by one.

They didn't expect that the Eagle Warriors, who have always had few rivals, would not be able to beat them with one blow!

"Is this still the blue bird club?"

"When did the Blue Bird Club have such a powerful mount?"

"Such a group of people can't let them run away anyway, otherwise my Goshawk will be in trouble!"

"The most elite fighters in my Goshawk Division are here, and they can't even be defeated by people like them!"

"The animal trainer of the Blue Bird Department is here, and he must be killed anyway!"

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At the same time, Mu Feng quickly figured out how to get out.

He was already extremely jealous of this Goshawk Department right now.

Originally, he thought that Jiang was a strong soldier, with sharp spears and sharp arrows. The cavalry of the same scale would surely be as powerful as a cavalry.

But now the combat power of the Goshawk Division suddenly understood a truth-there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the man!

The Goshawk Ministry is only a small group of more than four hundred people, and only relying on riding the yellow and the green strange bird caused him a heavy loss during this trip, and now he is in a passive deadlock!

You know, there are Meng Ji beasts, five-color bulls, Da Lei and Xiao Lei, as well as the eagle feather dragon and flycatcher Xiao Huang who fought before!

Even so, big **** still can't have the upper hand!

"What should I do?" Mu Feng was anxious, shot a green bird that was constantly probing, and thought about turning on the system directly, "System, what the **** is this?"

The system directly replied: "Prehistoric green-backed dragon eagle!"

"Huh?" Mu Feng frowned.

It's not a good thing to hear the name!

The system continues to explain: "The green back pecks the dragon eagle, the back is green, the belly is yellow, the beak is yellow, and the feather is light. It is the best to fly, with a speed of over 350 kilometers per hour, strong attack power and strong desire to attack!"

"How to break it?" Mu Feng anxiously, "I have seen the aggressiveness of this bird, how to break it?"

The system replied: "Once such small eagles appear in groups, they don't stop until they reach their goal. There is only one way to crack-escape!"

"Flee your uncle!" Mu Fengfeng drank.

If you can escape yourself and still use it to support yourself?

Since the system can't count on it, it has to rely on itself!

Mu Feng's thoughts turned sharply: "Since this dragon-pecking eagle can't be broken, then break the person who controls them! Just like flying a kite, as long as the line is broken, these green-backed eagles can't be commanded!"

Looking around, he didn't see anyone with obvious signs of manipulation.

Reminiscing about the direction in which the green-backed dragon hawk flew out, he suddenly reacted: The group of people who controlled the green-backed dragon eagle was behind the warriors in the goshawk department.

Obviously, as people who manipulate birds, they cannot be distracted and need protection.

It is obviously impossible for him to attack and kill with one ride!

"This is similar to the mage in the game, the body is too fragile to be distracted..."

No one knew that Mu Feng, who was in danger, was still thinking about the game.

After a short while, his eyes suddenly brightened, with a dazzling light in his eyes, and he shouted in surprise: "Yes!"

He threw another shot and shouted violently: "King Li, protect me!"

Hearing a violent shout of "Yes", King Li directly urged the five-color bull, swung the sledgehammer to Mu Feng's side, and set up the sledgehammer to continuously swing and smash the green-backed eagle that rushed up.

Mu Feng yelled again: "White Moon, Black Horn!"

Baiyue hurriedly raised her shield and rode her horse. She leaped to Mu Feng's side without saying a word, and handed out a thick large horn that was more than half a meter long.

This half-meter-long pitch-black horn is made by the pair of horns that cut off the largest horn cow in the tribe before Mu Feng. The whistle is thick and the sound is thick when it blows, like a dark cloud wrapped in thunder, it is not full of chest energy. The person cannot sound.

Mu Feng took the horn, hugged it with both hands, and bulged vigorously against the whistle of the horn, and blew it vigorously.

Then there was a dull, heavy horn that exploded in the field: "Woo Ang————"

Almost everyone was taken aback by this sound at this moment!

Da Jiang's warriors and war slaves all looked terrified, and couldn't help grasping the weapons and shields in their hands.

The warriors of the Kawaguchi who rushed to the field at this time were tense and nervous.

Like them, the Goshawk fighters who were riding white hair and yellow on the opposite side were pale.

This was the first time they heard the sound of the horn, and it was also such a terrifying dull sound!

All the people who heard the sound of such a heavy horn for the first time felt that the head of the heart was hit by a heavy hammer.

The Jiang warriors who have heard the sound of the horn for many times can't completely ignore the influence of the horn, let alone the warriors of the Goshawk Division!

The mind was "beaten", and the soldiers of the Goshawk Division looked pale.

And those eagle soldiers who focused on manipulating the red-backed eagle were the first to bear the brunt and suffered heavy losses!

One by one, they covered their ears, hugged their heads, and screamed, "Ah—"

It's like a person who is focused on one thing is suddenly in his ears and holding a broken gong in his heart.

People who are frightened in an instant will find it difficult to focus on the center-as long as it is related to attention, it will be unsustainable!

Mu Feng knows how to train beasts himself, knowing how much energy it takes to communicate with and control beasts.

What's more, the opponent is still going to control the most difficult bird to control!

So when his horn suddenly sounded, the eagle soldiers who had worked so hard to protect from the Goshawk Department had difficulty gathering the central **** to control the green-backed dragon hawk!

And the green bird without the command instantly gave up the attack on the big **** warrior, and flew around like a normal bird!

"This……"

Everyone was taken aback by it.

The people on the big Jiang side were excited and cheered.

On the other hand, the clansmen of the Goshawk Tribe looked shocked and exclaimed.

"what happened?"

"Yakuli, what are you doing!"

"Hurry up and summon those golden eagles back!"

"No, I can't concentrate on it!"

"How...ah!"

The soldiers of the Goshawk Division were already in chaos and panic.

Because now they are still limited by the back and forth of the Meng Ji beast. Although they killed five or six Meng Ji beasts, the Meng Ji beast has also killed and bitten them ten or twenty!

But the "Blue Bird Division" fighters opposite them had clearly broken their golden eagle attack and were the first to get out.

How are they not ashamed?

Without waiting for them to react, Mu Feng, who finally freed his hand, glared with anger, and cried out: "Charge, kill if you can kill, or catch if you can catch!"

"Roar!" King Li let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice, urging the five-colored bull, set up two Weng Jin hammers, and swept straight among the warriors in the Goshawk Department.

At the first contact, Liwang's sledgehammer smashed away like a huge wave, smashing and beating everything in front of him.

Wherever he went and passed, he was full of flesh and blood.

Obviously, the frustrated flight these days has caused him to suffocate his stomach!

Mu Feng moved his hand, and all the Jiang warriors beside him moved out.

Because of the delay between the green-backed eagle and the Mengji beast, their mounts have now recovered.

And the big Jiang cavalry who was able to run finally played their terrifying point-sharp and sharp!

Wherever the great Jiang cavalry passed, spears and knives were stabbed and chopped off in turn, and the soldiers of the Goshawk Division fell to the ground one after another!

With a long roar from Mu Feng, the Meng Ji beast voluntarily left the field, scattered in an enveloping manner to prevent anyone from the Goshawk department from getting out.

Then he gave a grinning laugh, jumped out a horse, handed out a spear like a dragon, and shouted: "Leave me all of you!"

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