On the blood-soaked battlefield, five or six hunters nailed to the ground with wooden spears were still wailing in pain.

They didn't have time to escape, looking at the natives approaching step by step, they originally thought they were prey, but they didn't want to become their prey after just ten minutes.

This is the law of the jungle, but also the law of the battlefield, survival of the fittest, even if they have modern weapons and equipment, they will inevitably become prey.

However, the warriors did not approach them, but stood in the distance and looked coldly at everything in front of them.

Blood flowed continuously, and they had no choice but to wail.

Ye Chen limped over, looking at the headlights in the distance, his encirclement of Wei and saving Zhao was completely completed.

"Victory!"

As soon as the mountain shouted, all the tribal warriors immediately raised their wooden spears in their hands and cheered in celebration.

They really couldn't believe that they didn't even get hurt in this battle, and they directly killed so many people on the other side.

On the other hand, Gruuld Kuster's side was not happy at all, because they had suffered heavy losses in this battle, and if it had not been for the mountain to bring people to support, and the god of war himself had come out to fight, I am afraid that their stockade would have been finished.

Looking at the remnants of the soldiers who were still wailing on the ground, Gruuld Kuster and his people were about to burst into flames.

Grab the stone axe and wooden spear and chop them into meat sauce until their bloody heads are cut off.

"Venerable God of War, thank you for all that you have done for our village, I sincerely thank you on behalf of all my people, and from now on, we will be your believers."

After a roar, Gruuld Kuster did not immediately return to the tribe, but walked in front of Ye Chen with the remaining twenty people.

Kneeling on one knee and bowing his head, all the tribal warriors shouted in unison along with Gruuld Kuster.

The mountain on the side translated, which made Ye Chen a little embarrassed, and the identity of the god of war was confirmed this time.

In addition to the warriors behind Gruuld Kuster, the warriors of the Great Mountain Tribe also knelt on the ground.

They had always had serious differences before, but this time, they worshipped one person at the same time, and this person was the god of war in the Great Mountain Pass.

"Okay, now is not the time to worship, Dashan, you let people help tidy up the stockade and see if you can save people first!"

Ye Chen waved his hand, and he was sitting on the ground, with a burning pain in his right thigh.

Now he had to stop the bleeding as soon as possible, but fortunately the medical kit was hanging on his back all the time.

"Understood!"

After a strong attack, half of the tribe was destroyed in the battle, and after Dashan hurriedly communicated with Gruuld Kuster, the group immediately returned to the stockade.

The devastated stockade was filled with fires, and the war was over, leaving only endless sorrow.

Bitter weeping came and went, and after counting, Gruuld Custer lost thirty-seven warriors this time.

They were the backbone of the tribe, and this time they died, leaving only orphans and widows.

The mangled corpses have been turned out of the rubble, and the souls of the heroes who died in battle have gone to another world.

Ye Chen sat on the ground, he was used to war, but those cries were still heartbreaking, and this scene of life and death parting made him feel worried.

But he has an injury on his body, so it is important to treat the wound first, because it is on the outside of his thigh, Ye Chen pulled out the dagger on his waist.

With a single knife, the sturdy camouflage pants were sliced open, and the bloody wound appeared in front of Ye Chen's eyes.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead because of pain, but from beginning to end, Ye Chen didn't say a word.

Opening the medical kit, Ye Chen took out the disinfectant water and sprinkled it on the wound.

A wound the size of an egg was torn off a piece of flesh, but that wasn't the point.

The bullet spun at high speed, and although it did not hit the main torso, the wound that knocked off a piece of flesh was not so easy to treat.

Because of the heat, the flesh around the wound is scalded, and if it is bandaged at this time, it will take at least more than a month to fully recover.

The leg injury can affect his movement very much, Ye Chen's endurance is very high, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't hurt.

So in order to recover better, Ye Chen did something that made others feel fearful, that is, cutting meat.

Watching the disinfectant water constantly foam on the wound, the heart-rending pain made the sweat soak through the placket.

Gritting his teeth, in order to recover the wound as soon as possible, it was not the first time that Ye Chen had done this, but it didn't mean that it wouldn't hurt anymore after doing it.

"Poof!"

Blood flowed down the wound, and layers of flesh slashed by sharp blades still carried warmth.

The green muscles were rising, his face was red, he clenched his silver teeth but didn't say a word, and with the help of the sky-high fire on the side, Ye Chen began to heal himself.

"Hoo ......"

The wound was once again stirred by him, and the heart-rending pain made Ye Chen's face turn pale.

Finally finished treating the wound, Ye Chen let out a sigh of relief, poured some disinfectant water, and then applied the gunshot wound medicine to the wound.

A trace of coolness spread throughout Ye Chen's body, the gunshot wound medicine had the effect of temporarily relieving the pain, and after using his last strength to tie the wound tightly with a bandage, Ye Chen opened the belt that had been strangled on the root of his thigh.

Falling to the ground weakly, the huge pain was very physically exhausting, and Ye Chen, who was soaked all over, lay there, looking at the stars in the sky.

The smell of the rubber of the convoy that was still burning on the side was full of snort, and he gasped weakly, Ye Chen couldn't imagine that this trip was so difficult.

Fortunately, everyone survived, and they saved some people, which may be regarded as a kind of cause and effect.

If it hadn't been for the help that day, Tang Luotong's snake venom might have been fatal, and all kinds of things came suddenly, but they were successfully resolved.

But I believe that this group of hunters will definitely not stop so easily, fortunately, they destroyed his oil depot and weapons depot, and destroyed most of the vehicles.

In a short time, they will not return, and by the time they have reinforcements arriving, perhaps they already have a certain strength in the mountains.

"The tribe has almost dealt with it, how are your injuries?"

Ye Chen rested for a while, and Dashan and Gruuld Kuster came over again.

"My injuries are not in the way, but those hunters will definitely retaliate, Gruuld Kuster's stockade defense ability is a little low, once the other party counterattacks the consequences are unimaginable, I have an idea, the two stockades are combined into one, maybe there is a chance to survive this catastrophe, I don't know if he will agree?"

Ye Chen told Dashan his thoughts, and Dashan immediately translated them to Gruuld Kuster.

Gruuld Kuster hesitated, and finally got down on one knee, he had sworn allegiance, Ye Chen's decision was an order, and he completely obeyed.

(End of chapter)