Apocalyptic Dark Age

Di Hu is the leader of the Di Hu tribe. As a member of the protector, Di Hu is not like Black Claw, who always displays deformed arms as a means of intimidation. He is like an old farmer in his previous life, with weathered cheeks and a broad forehead. Smile and be kind to everyone.

This leader with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and small eyes is not much different from his subordinates. He is standing in front of a bunch of smelly tribal warriors, squinting at the killings on the wall. The sandstorm has also caused losses to the Diji tribe. Then The rolling sand was like a stream of water, pouring back into the pits dug by the Diji tribe for generations, blocking every exit, causing many people to lose their lives due to suffocation.

Therefore, the Diji tribe did not lack food and fuel. What they lacked was population, indentured slaves who could plant Elaeagnus angustifolia and slave girls who could give birth to children.

A warrior from the Diji tribe flew down from the wall and fell heavily into the red sand that had not yet been cleared away. Pieces of dust were thrown up, making the Diji who was eating bread frown. The next moment, He saw the tribal warrior standing up from the sand again, roaring and charging towards the wall again, causing him to open his big yellow teeth and bite open the dirty bread in his hand.

"Di Huan, something is wrong. Huan Mao and San Yan have not heard back yet..."

An older tribal warrior slowly walked up to Di Huan and whispered to him in a low voice. Di Huan only stared at the killing wall and ignored the news. He seemed a little slow to react, but the elder said After that, he turned around and left. He knew that Di Huan's silence meant that Di Huan knew what he was talking about and there was no need for him to say anything more.

He ate the flour cake in his hand with relish, picked up the fallen dregs and stuffed it into his mouth. The little man with no fingers suddenly stood up and roared loudly: "Children, are you scared? Are you timid? Do you still have the courage..."

"Ouch..." Crazy roars rose into the sky around him, forming a huge sound wave and hitting the wall, making the slaves guarding above have their legs trembling with fear.

"We have been waiting for five days, but Black Claw did not appear. Now I tell you, Black Claw is dead, and the Black Claw tribe has no protector..."

Di Huan announced the good news with a red face, which once again triggered a wave of cheers.

"Now, there are countless casualties among the warriors of the Black Claw tribe. There are only a group of indentured slaves and a group of nursing children in front of you. Are you still afraid?"

The Diwan once again boosted their morale, but no one cheered anymore. They all glared at the defenders on the wall, breathing heavily. If they were blocked like this, it would be a real shame for the wilderness people.

"Their women, their food, and their livestock are waiting for you. What are you waiting for? Go..."

At this point, the Earth Armand waved his right hand, and with a roar like a mountain collapsing and a sea breaking apart, countless tribal warriors roared and rushed forward, slashing at the wall like a huge fanged knife.

The sound of the trebuchet was heard inside and outside the wall at the same time. Burning balls of dried dung crossed in the air and fell towards the camps of both sides, emitting acrid black smoke. No one was hit by the balls of dried dung. , screaming and crashing sparks rolling.

Countless spears were flying back and forth, creating waves of blood in their respective formations. The teenagers who were throwing stones on the wall howled hysterically and smashed the stones in their hands one by one. , if you are not careful, the moment you stand up, you will be pierced by a flying spear.

The corpses with the spears stuck in them will turn into hedgehogs in the rain of spears, and then they will be dragged to the pile of corpses below, the spears will be taken away, and the corpses will be held by their mothers and cry bitterly.

No one retreated, no one ran away. They stood on the wall and surrounded their families, holding on for the tribe until the last moment. At this time, they were not fighting for Big Claw, but fighting for themselves.

The war was very unfavorable to the Black Claw tribe. Big Claw eliminated too many opponents, causing many departments to not function smoothly. Especially the second elder was killed, resulting in the loss of weapons that could not be replenished. There was no one to supervise the logistics, and no one organized the production of throwing guns, etc. Consumable equipment makes the battle on the frontline increasingly difficult.

If the Earth Armed Tribe attacked the Black Claw Tribe at this time, they would be surprised to find that a large number of healing medicines were stored in the warehouse and no one used them. In addition to these, there were countless materials for making throwing spears, and no one cared about the materials for the spears.

The war became more and more critical. Finally, at the moment when the Black Claw tribe was about to be broken through, countless slave girls broke out. The children they had pinned on becoming tribal warriors died on the wall, leaving them in sorrow and losing all hope. Despair broke out, and they spontaneously picked up anything that could be used as a weapon, including the fanged knives of fallen warriors, broken spears, throwing spears without spearheads, sand rakes for farming, broken wooden sticks, ordinary The rocks rushed onto the wall and fought back against the mighty warrior like crazy.

It was these women who led to the final defeat. The main target of Earth Armada was these women and the indentured slaves, so he did not want too many casualties. In this case, he could only take the initiative to order a retreat, allowing the Black Claw tribe to take a breath of relief. .

Regarding this failure, Di Hu did not get angry, nor did he blame others. On the contrary, he was like a psychological counselor, talking to every warrior, telling them that failure was not due to their lack of effort, resolving the shadow of failure and improving the tribe. The morale of the warriors inspires everyone.

The warriors of the tribe admired the Diji very much, even to the point where they were willing to go through fire and water. No one doubted that they were willing to chop off their own arms as long as the Diji ordered.

Among the tribes in the Western Wilderness, only the tribal warriors of the Earthly Armand were the most fierce and fearless of death. However, after the Earthly Armand calmed the tribal warriors, they suddenly changed their expressions after returning to their tents, like an angry lion. The lion trapped in the iron cage walked back and forth, roaring violently and deeply.

"Di Huan, they are here..." The elder reported respectfully to Di Huan outside. In an instant, Di Huan changed his face again. A kind and thoughtful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and even his eyes were clear and elegant. .

"Jacob, thank you for your hard work. Armadult may not come back this time. He has made great contributions to the tribe and must be rewarded. Let his three sons join the warriors and let them prove themselves on the battlefield."

Di Huan smiled and patted the great elder's shoulder, causing the elder's head to lower continuously, becoming more and more respectful. The satisfaction in Di Huan's eyes rose slightly, and then he walked in another direction, and before him Behind him, the great elder didn't straighten up until he could no longer hear the footsteps, wiping the sweat from his forehead in fear.

The elder Jacob knew that Armhair's three sons were dead. As long as they appeared on the battlefield, even if no enemy saw them, they would die from various accidents. He was the only one in the entire tribe who truly understood this seemingly gentle man. But the leader was so narrow-minded that his body and clan were destroyed just because his arm hair slightly offended the authority of the earth arm. How could he not be frightened?

But what made Jacob's heart palpitate even more was the way the Earth Horse dealt with the warriors below. No one dared to say that the prestige of the Earth Horse leader in history could exceed that of the current leader. The Earth Horse tribe would inevitably be defeated by this Earth Horse. It was carried forward in his hands, but Elder Jacob also had other worries in his heart, just like now, those people who are in contact with Earth Armand, those who should not appear in the Western Wilderness.

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