The patriarchs shouted fiercely, but an untimely voice suddenly interjected, causing everyone in the hall to lose their voices suddenly.

"So that all the patriarchs and elders know that just behind me, on the road that is only half a day's foot, Bengang Li Tianyang and their three or four thousand people are stepping up their pace, and they are rushing back towards Bengang without stopping, everyone should think about how to deal with it, right?" The person who spoke was still the indigenous warrior who still didn't dare to look up, and when he said the news, his voice was a little crying, for fear that if he was not careful, he would be angry by these big people and be slashed here, then he would be wronged.

As soon as this news came out, the murderous chamber suddenly became cold, and everyone was at a loss, but they didn't know how to deal with it!

"Didn't you just say that Stupid Hong Kong Li Tianyang only raised more than two thousand people, why are the people who have been killed back now three or four thousand, it can't be that you are coaxing us?" At this time, Elder Dahai, who was old and serious, heard that something was wrong, and grasped a contradiction between the natives on the ground and questioned him.

"At the beginning, there were indeed only more than two thousand people in Li Tianyang and his party, but as they went back and went, they brought with them a lot of people from the Alliance Tribe, and there were more and more warriors, and by the time they hit the Blackwater Tribe, there were already as many as three or four thousand people!!" The natives on the ground are also loyal to the tribe, at the beginning he was unwell, he was not able to rush to participate in the attack on Bengang at the first time, and when he recovered from his injuries and rushed to Bengang, just out of the tribe, he saw a long dragon from the messy Zhuluo Mountain to kill the Bengang gang.

Immediately, because he was blocked from the way, the artist was bold, followed closely behind the Bengang soldiers, and saw the movements of the Bengang soldiers along the way, until he was not far from Heishuigou, he bypassed Bengang and his party, and hurried to report to everyone!

"........." received such a surprise reply from the soldier, Elder Dahai couldn't make up his mind for a while, now the city wall is already difficult to ride a tiger, if the horn of retreat is sounded, then it is extremely difficult to capture the city again. And the most important point is that the indigenous warrior reported that the people of Bengang had already killed the Heishui tribe, and it was only more than ten miles away from Bengang, according to the current resistance of Bengang, I am afraid that this Bengang has not been defeated, and the three or four thousand soldiers raised by Li Tianyang have already killed them in front of them.

"What now, Elder?" The patriarchs of more than ten clans looked at Dahai, hoping that he would come up with an idea.

"What else can I do, blow the trumpet, let the clansmen retreat, so as to leave some seeds for your clan, everyone take advantage of the fact that the stupid Hong Kong people have not yet arrived, hurry up and flee!" Elder Dahai's already haggard face, after losing the goal of Bengang, his face was even more dead, and he no longer had any life.

At this time, he felt remorse and guilt in his heart like a few mountains, crushing him alive, as the so-called wrong step by step, if he was not ambitious, he wanted to benefit Bengang to fight with the Harik patriarch, and he would not have supported Bengang to gain a foothold here, and then after he made a profit, he thought about eradicating this bane for future generations, but in the end it was a failure, and it led to the disaster of extermination, everything was his own fault, no wonder others.

But he is also a heroic character who can take it and let go, since the defeat has been decided, but for the sake of race, he doesn't want the remaining clansmen in the clan to be lost in this stupid harbor anymore, so he immediately gave the order to retreat.

Although many patriarchs saw that the fat in their hands was about to fly away, for the sake of personal life considerations and the inheritance of the clan's fire, they still endured all kinds of unwillingness, blew the horn and let people retreat.

On the city wall, it is rare to finally see the hope of victory, more than ten days of sacrifice in exchange for today's harvest, the natives are holding back their strength, waiting for the moment when the city is broken, for the children and grandchildren to seek a rich family property.

"Woo!!!"

It's just that they never imagined that after many days of attack, they could see the dawn of victory, and suddenly a retreat horn sounded outside the city wall. All kinds of unwillingness and reluctance are still invincible to the deep awe of the tribal patriarch in the centuries-old tribal tradition.

When one person retreated, a second person retreated, and in the end, batch after batch of indigenous warriors descended along the tower and ladder to the outside of the city wall, and did not collect the corpses of the clansmen on the wall, wanting to go back and see what kind of big thing could make the patriarch do such a mediocre thing!!

"The natives retired??"

The long knife was propped on the ground, and the body of the knife was bent because it carried the weight of the whole person, Zhao Xingdou and they gasped, looking at the group of indigenous opponents surging away in disbelief, muttering to themselves.

Except for the natives who were supported by them, and You Zi put bows and arrows at the natives who showed their backs, Zhao Xingdou and their group of remnants of the Bengang defenders were already exhausted at this time, and they no longer had the strength to chase the enemy, so they could only watch them jump off the city, leaving a mess and blood.

On the city wall, as soon as the battle was over, there were first aid soldiers wandering the battlefield, rummaging through the corpses on the ground, looking for the soldiers who still had breath among them. Although I don't know why the natives left halfway and let them go, Zhao Xingdou and the others will not miss such an opportunity, and seize the time to rest and change their defenses, so as to prevent the natives below from suddenly coming back to their senses and climbing the wall again to kill a horse pistol.

It wasn't until they had set up the later indigenous warriors that their own family breathed a sigh of relief, and no native warrior stepped on the city wall again.

However, the natives under the wall are not idle, groups of natives who have attacked the city for a long time, at this time under the city wall, I don't know what happened underneath, anyway, it was a big mess, many natives even began to pack up, the harvest of these days in Bengang on their shoulders, big bags and small bags of embarrassment towards the distant jungle, at a glance is to leave.

"Is there something wrong with this, why are these natives leaving at this time?" Zhao Xingdou was puzzled, and finally his eyes suddenly lit up, thinking of Wu Daofu and his party who had sent a signal for many days, but finally did not see them, but shook his head in disbelief.

Looking at the indigenous team of at least 3,000 people left below, unless Wu Shu and all their warriors abandoned Huludao and returned, it was possible to make such a large enough team to eat this powerful indigenous team, otherwise, Zhao Xingdou really couldn't imagine where their team would have enough manpower to rescue them.

(End of chapter)