I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

No one knows the horror in the heart of the Goshawk leader at this time.

Was the Goshawk Cavalry that was almost invincible in the entire Changli Tribe Alliance was defeated like this?

Although not all the Goshawk fighters, these are the strongest fighters in the Goshawk Division!

He was shocked, and he already knew that these people in front of him were definitely not soldiers of the Blue Bird Club.

It's just that they are not members of the Blue Bird Club, which tribe will they belong to?

A few days ago, they inadvertently ran into these fifty-seven soldiers.

Fifty fine black horses attracted their attention at once.

It’s just that there was a mistake in what they thought was a pinch in their hands. These fifty knights were tenacious and slippery than they expected. Under the control of their own Eagle Army soldiers to investigate the birds in the sky, they were still able to stalk them under the chase of Huang's super endurance. Escaped from the pursuit of more than 400 people on his side.

But the more brave and cunning these fine riders showed, the more interested he was.

Although Chenghuang is strong, but the speed is obviously slightly inferior to this group of dark horses.

No one dislikes too many good things, especially such a group of dark horses are obviously very sophisticated, as long as they are captured, they can directly form a black cavalry!

In particular, the direction in which these brave and brave people fled is faintly coincident with their destination, which makes them feel confident and boldly pursue them.

But what they didn't expect was that Fifty Knights did not catch up, but ushered in the disaster of extinction!

With the capture of the "color crown" leader in the field, the overall situation was quickly won.

The remaining few who dared to resist were all killed on the spot.

Mu Feng sat on Da Lei's back with a hand gun, and looked at the man who made Da Jiang's heavy loss goshawk to control the birds, with a cold expression.

There are about a hundred of these people, all of them are lean and capable, their eyes are energetic, and the positions of their temples are all small drums bulging without exception.

The most special thing is that they all wear a crest made of bird feathers on top of their heads. Feathers are pinned on the crowns to show the difference between them and the fighters.

And the feathers on the crowns of their heads are different in color.

Some are green, some are brown, and some are red. They seem to be hierarchical.

"Huh? Is it because the difficulty of manipulating birds is different?" Mu Feng was astonished. He looked at the group of people who made him suffer so much, loving and hating.

Such a group of people, if they can be used by me, will definitely be a big killer on the battlefield, and they will also become Da Jiang's secret weapon.

However, it is a pity that such a group of people are facing hostile Goshawk tribes.

They killed so many people in Da Jiang, and Da Jiang also killed so many of them on the fly, I'm afraid it will be difficult for these people to be driven by Da Jiang willingly.

"What to do?" Mu Feng frowned and thought.

At this moment, Baiyue stepped forward to report the battle damage: fifty-two people were killed in the war slave, 21 people were injured, and eight soldiers were killed and five were injured in the Da Jiang warrior!

The Kawabubu also lost 14 people in this battle.

But the Yellow Bird and others who arrived at the latest were unscathed!

The loss in this battle is not heavy!

Mu Feng frowned.

He could think that if it weren't for the war slaves to take the lead, then it would be Jiang's fighters who lost the most, not the war slaves!

"Where are they?" Mu Feng said in a deep voice.

"They..." Baiyue was taken aback, then reacted, and whispered back, "Two hundred and sixty-two people died, 47 people were injured, and one hundred and thirty-five people were captured alive!"

Mu Feng narrowed his eyes.

Although they won, and judging from the results of the battle, they still had the absolute upper hand.

But Mu Feng's account is not calculated like that.

He didn't want to fight this kind of battle that would kill a thousand enemies and hurt himself by 800. He didn't want to fight it.

If this is the way to play in the future, Da Jiang's fighters will be exhausted in the battle sooner or later.

This kind of battle is meaningless to Da Jiang, and the gains outweigh the losses!

The only thing that counts as relief is that he finally won the group of fighters from the Goshawk Division!

He pondered for a moment and then asked, "How about the loss of the enemy and our mount?"

Baiyue replied: "We have lost fifty black horses and sixty cattle!"

After a pause, he added: "More than 80 heads of their strange mounts were killed, and now there are more than 350 heads left! These mounts are more suitable for mounts than our dark horses. !"

Mu Feng still frowned.

He naturally wants these mounts, but the price is really high!

But he also knew that if there is a fight, there will be a price, which is inevitable.

What he had to do right now was to figure out what these strange white so-called yellows were, and how to subdue these goshawk warriors who can manipulate birds.

Another point is to ask Ming Caiguan men where they want to go and what they want to do.

He motioned Baiyue to inquire about the man with the color crown, and he came to the white Chenghuang surrounded by the big **** warrior and the Meng Ji beast group.

He remembered that the record of Chenghuang is like this: There is Chenghuang, which looks like a fox, has horns on its back, and has a life span of two thousand years.

This is the description in "Shan Hai Jing".

He didn't expect to see a living thing!

It's just that this living Chenghuang is really different from what he expected.

Because this is so familiar with how to look at Huang Huang, it can be said to be too familiar-camel!

But it’s not right to say that this is a camel, because the camel has only two toes, but the yellow one in front of you has four!

Its limbs are not stout in the conventional sense, and the front legs are slender, but the other way around-the two front legs are abnormally stout, and the back legs are slender and straight to the hind hip.

Of course, the biggest difference is the visual surprise-the white hair sticks to the body like fish scales, and it is not fluffy.

It was only at this time that Mu Feng noticed that its back height was two to five to three meters high, and its head was four to five meters high—close to a mammoth!

"What species is this?" Mu Feng asked the system in his heart.

The system answers: "Prehistoric Bailin giant camel, four to five meters high, weighing more than one ton, fierce temperament, not avoiding ligers, commonly known as Chenghuang."

Mu Feng was puzzled: "It's really a camel! Isn't it said that the prototype of Chenghuang is an elk?"

The system answered: "The horns on the back are its hump!"

One word to the point!

Mu Feng suddenly.

The mystery of Chenghuang had disappeared, and it was replaced by a shock from the bottom of my heart.

These prehistoric white giant camels-the yellow body is far above the black horses, their endurance is extraordinary, and their looks are not good, they are clearly excellent mounts for good fights.

"The temperament is fierce, and he doesn't avoid the liger..." Mu Feng's heart became hot.

More than three hundred riding yellow can directly form a yellow cavalry army, which will definitely become a great weapon for ginger!

"These people who are as big as Chenghuang, I don't know if they can beat the armored earth dragon..." Mu Feng secretly thought.

But then his eyes lit up and he suddenly reacted, slapped his forehead: "Armored Earth Dragon!"

He suddenly remembered that there was an armored dragoon army of more than fifty riders coming from the south!

Huang Chuan should still be hanging behind them now, and in terms of time, he would almost reach the Profound Snake Department!

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