I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

With Mu Feng's roar, all Jiang's warriors roared in anger.

The arrogant chief took them to fight abroad, why have they ever been so aggrieved?

In every battle in the past, they were able to easily defeat them without being crushed by them, or by facing far more enemies than their own.

I don't want to be in this unknown grove today, they face the same number of goshawk cavalry, not to mention that they can't defeat it smoothly, and they have lost so much combat power to enter!

Even if it's a war slave, it shouldn't be done like this!

So, how can they not be angry?

One by one they rode their horses toward the chaotic Goshawk Cavalry, slashing with their guns and knives, according to the Goshawk soldiers, it was a slashing and killing.

The warchief has ordered:

The first priority is one that cannot be let go.

The second is to stay if you can stay!

And as a long-time battlefield **** warrior, he naturally knows the choice!

The warriors who are in frontal conflict can't stay. Those are mostly warriors who fought bravely against the tribe.

Those who are in the middle or even behind can stay as long as they can—especially those who have the most obvious patterns on their faces or those with the most patterns on their heads, it is best to catch them alive.

Such a leader is very familiar with the affairs of his tribe, and this is the best way for Jiang to obtain information about the other party.

This is the method that Mu Feng gave them to distinguish the head of the other party, and it has been confirmed by them many times.

Tried and tested.

In addition to the leader as much as possible to stay alive, there are also mounts.

They don't care about ordinary cattle and horses, they mostly kill them to make dried meat rations.

But the best horses or other mounts can naturally arouse their favor.

These white-haired mounts are undoubtedly in this list, and they belong to their hearts.

Therefore, under the great Jiang warrior's pounce, many of the cavalry of the Goshawk Division fell to the ground in an instant, but apart from the first few of the mounts that were scratched and killed by the Meng Ji beast, the rest could survive. Let the great Jiang cavalry rush to the front and kill people to take the "riding"!

A man with the head of a goshawk with a colorful crown on his head, holding a bone knife more than one meter long in his hand, and a smooth wooden stick in the other hand, yelled and directed the tribe: "Quickly , Stop them!"

The soldiers beside him also looked angry, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and a half-meter-long bone knife tied to the front of the stick, it seemed to have the embryonic form of the big sword team-this shows this goshawk warrior. The essence of it!

They were straight forward with their swords straight, and they were about to collide with the oncoming Great Jiang warrior.

It is true that the brave wins if we meet on a narrow road.

But at the moment the two warriors, Da Jiang, were extremely angry with the Goshawk.

One side is the great Jiang cavalry who is singing and singing all the way, but now has a heavy loss and is extremely angry.

On the other side was a Goshawk fighter who was confident and smashed against the enemy.

Needless to say in terms of morale.

The only thing that can be compared is the fighter's physique and the strength of the weapon!

But how can the bone knife and stick held by the blood-drinking goshawk compare with Da Jiang's iron spear and iron knife?

So the two sides just saw the difference as soon as they got in touch.

The fighters of Da Jiang once again realized what is meant by crushing!

When the goshawk warrior’s bone-knife club faced Da Jiang’s spear and knife, the club was cut off by the knife and the bone knife was easily broken open by the iron spear before it could react. Blood spattered directly into the flesh!

The blood shot at themselves and the people around them, but they couldn't be alone with the big **** warrior on the opposite side--their weapons still had a lot of hair-like things that could be blocked!

Fighting hand in hand, the competition is not whose weapon is sharper!

The head of the Goshawk Division instantly widened his eyes and panicked.

He has never seen such a sharp weapon, but this does not prevent him from understanding what is going on in front of him!

"You, you are not members of the Blue Bird Club!" He cried out.

It's just that it was obviously too late when he reacted!

Because immediately oncoming was a sledgehammer slamming at him straightly.

Even if he doesn't know what the sledgehammer is, he also knows that such a big thing hits himself.

He pulled the mount, and the white hair under him stood up on the ground alone, raising his hooves and stomping toward the sledgehammer.

Riding the yellow under his hips is a first-class giant mount in the tribe. Needless to say, endurance, speed and size are even among the best of its kind.

Even his own head riding a yellow and armored earth dragon can not be inferior!

No matter who it is, as long as it is stepped on with a yellow hoof, it will be severely injured if it is not dead!

It's just that he obviously underestimated the strength of the master holding the hammer!

King Li hits the moon with a shooting star and slams a hammer, which is worthy of being pressed by the yellow double hooves, stepping on the chest of King Li.

As soon as the sledgehammer was depressed, the leader of the Goshawk Department also saw clearly the King of Power facing him.

His eyes narrowed, and his heart was shocked: "Why does this man grow up like this!"

But after a short while, he grinned again and sneered: "No matter how you grow up, you will die!"

However, what made him immediately screamed out was that the corner of Li Wang's mouth that faced him showed a slightly harmless but obvious mocking sneer, and another hammer was thrown from back to front, and he was crushed impartially. Down the front with a hammer on top.

The two hammers hit each other, and a loud sound of "dang" exploded in the ears of the head of the goshawk.

Before he could react, the front hammer hit by the back hammer stopped the fall, changed to fly horizontally, set aside the yellow double hooves, and slammed into its chest!

"Ah!" the head of the Goshawk Ministry screamed.

Because he was knocked over by King Li with a hammer under Huang Huang!

And he was also thrown to the ground by an unbalanced rider!

The instinctive reaction made him hit a roll on the spot.

This is the case, I was still scratched by something under my ribs!

Just like that, he was so painful that he exhaled again in pain, "Ah, ah!"

Luckily, he had no time to see how his mount was doing. He gritted his teeth and rolled again, only to hear a muffled sound in his ears.

A cold snort came, it was the King of Li who had missed!

The head of the Goshawk Department rolled again, where the principle was just now.

When I looked back, I was so frightened.

I saw two small pits the size of stone pots neatly appeared in the place where he just landed!

It is unrealistic for such a small pit to bury him, but it is more than enough to bury his head!

He was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat, and he looked at Li Wang who was annoyed by him-Li Wang was hitting the hammer again!

At this time, a voice came from behind the grown-up person in front of him: "Stop!"

I saw that the sledgehammer that the grown-up was about to swing out suddenly relieved its strength, fell to the ground, and smashed a small hole.

The head of the Goshawk Division who had survived the catastrophe let out a sigh of relief, but immediately his face became extremely ugly again.

Because he hadn't had time to get up and dodge, he gave a person on the horse a flash of lightning, and a shot hit his chest: "Don't move, move you again and you will die, you are now my prisoner!"

He naturally didn't dare to move, subconsciously raised his head to look at the person on the horse, his eyes shrank for a while.

Looking from the bottom to the top, a slightly young and immature teenager, with a big nose and big eyes, with distinct facial features, is squinting and looking around, without putting him in his eyes at all!

The young man looked behind him and said loudly: "Take these people up!"

Only then did he react, with a look on his face—behind him, the official Goshawk Division, and even the entire Changli Major League, were the only eagle soldiers!

They are unique existences capable of manipulating birds!

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