The elders and the others burst out with all their strength as soon as they came up. They would not last long and they would fall into weakness. However, the army obviously did not consume much, but were just dealing with it normally...

The patriarch knew in his heart that if this continues, his side would definitely lose. The reason why he can still maintain a draw is that the other party has not exerted his strength...

What's worse, the elders and the others seemed to not realize that the overdraft war patterns now may be able to last for at most one stick of incense, and then they will fall into weakness and be swallowed by these troops that have not even sweated a drop...

The most important thing is...

That terrifying young man hasn't taken action yet...

The patriarch subconsciously glanced at the young man riding the demon king. Sure enough, he was not worried about this battle. He even looked bored when he sat on the demon king to watch the battle.

The patriarch urged the war pattern, and looked at the troops that were also advancing calmly. If you look closely, you will find that even a single person in the army was not injured while the tribe was fighting hard.

In fact, from the beginning, they never thought of fighting with themselves. This was just a mowing grass. Just push it over and walk it back and forth a few times. It was just a mowing grass, so naturally there was no need to pay any price...

No, if you continue to fight like this, you will only die...

Thinking of this, the clan leader madly activated the battle pattern, and the shadow of the tiger behind him almost turned into substance. For a moment, there was a little bit of the momentum of the gods of the tiger tribe who appeared in person...

"You retreat first..." The clan leader rushed to the front, smashed the army like a dragon, temporarily opening up a small path among the crowd, turned to the elder, roaring: "Diet here will only die in vain. You retreat to the gods..."

After saying that, the patriarch held a spear in his hand and jumped up again. From a distance, he seemed to see a tiger running among the crowd, temporarily setting out a road.

The elder didn't have time to think too much, and at the urging of the clan leader, he took his clan members out, leaving only the clan leader with a few people to cut off the rear.

The young man was behind the army, holding his hands on his chest and watching the scene coldly, without any intention of pursuing, but just letting his mounts slowly advance with the army...

The army is also slow and still looks a little clumsy when it comes out, but basically every stroke will bring out a bunch of blood from the enemy.

"Forget it, if you continue like this, the city gate will be closed tonight. Let's speed up." The young man looked for a long time and ordered the guard beside him.

The personal guards gave the order, and the entire army suddenly seemed to be a machine being really started, and the speed of advancement was significantly accelerated. The most obvious thing was that almost everyone in the tribe was injured, and more or less bitten a piece of meat by the army monster...

The patriarch was a little anxious to see it, but now his arm was also penetrated by a spear, and he could only resist the crushing of the army. He really had no spare time to help other tribesmen...

Under the orders of the young man, the army advanced rapidly and did not pursue the tribe members who fled into the forest. The entire army was advancing inside the tribe. Anyone who stood in the road would be crushed to death. In fact, the tribe members had already thrown a lot of blood.

Just when the patriarch was a little desperate, a low horn sounded on the other side of the tribe...

The voice leader was very familiar with it. It was the bone horn used in the tribal war. But which tribe was so unhappy and dared to come to cause trouble at this time. If you accidentally think of it as an enemy, Shifangcheng would just clean up together...

A moment later, hundreds of tribes in animal skins rushed down the high hillside. However, unlike the Tiger Tribe, these newly appeared people had stone pieces of different shapes hanging around their waists, colliding with each other and making strange noises.

"People from the Holy Stone Tribe?" The patriarch looked at this scene in amazement, and he was really disbelief...

After the clan leader came to his senses, he couldn't help but curse. The people of the Holy Stone Tribe were indeed the tyrants of Shifang City. People from Shifang City came to harm the people in the tribe, so they hurried over and took the lead.

The patriarch held the spear in his hand tightly and was about to kill a few people from the Holy Stone Tribe to vent his anger. Then, he saw that the people from the Holy Stone Tribe fought directly with the Black Armor Army...

"This, this is..." The patriarch was considered a person who reacted very quickly, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned.

What's going on? He thought it would be good if the Holy Stone Tribe didn't come to take advantage of the situation, so how could he fight with the Black Armor Army?

Don’t they know that this is the army of Shifang City?

No, how could a large tribe like the Holy Stone Tribe not knowing this...

But no matter what, after the people from the Holy Stone Tribe joined, the patriarch and others were immediately under a ease of pressure, and many of the tribesmen escaped because of this. However, the patriarch still couldn't figure it out. Hasn't the people from the Holy Stone Tribe always flattered Shifang City? When did they become so kind?

Moreover, Gu Yang rushed to the front, rushed left and right and was extremely brave, as if he had not escaped from the cave for his energy and blood, he would have been imprisoned in the cave now...

Are all the people from the Holy Stone Tribe crazy?

The patriarch couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, so he simply stopped thinking about it. No matter what, the other party would undoubtedly rather offend Shifang City than help them. This is an unchangeable fact.

Since this is the case, there is nothing to be suspicious about.

"Retreat into the tribe first." The patriarch once again blocked the spears attacked by the three black armored soldiers and said quickly: "There are our gods there, which can help us withstand for a while!"

Unexpectedly, Gu Yang sneered and said from afar: "It seems that if there is no god in any tribe, you should retreat first if you want to withdraw."

"You..." The patriarch was so angry that he almost vomited blood. You are crazy. At this moment of life and death, are you here to compete with me for the gods? Who are you showing off?

But just as Gu Yang finished speaking, a golden light suddenly soared into the sky on the Holy Stone Tribe.

The patriarch was stunned because he felt a unique aura that belonged only to the gods from the golden light.

Sure enough, a golden stone floated above the Holy Stone Tribe. It was only one foot long at the beginning. As the golden light burst out, it instantly soared to the size of a hill, and it was about to fall from the air. This alone was enough to suppress hundreds of black armored soldiers.

The patriarch's expression suddenly became a little complicated. The Holy Stone Tribe even invited the gods. This was equivalent to completely breaking the face with Shifangcheng...

Now, the favor they owe is really big...
Chapter completed!