In the dark night, the sky is full of starlight twinkling, and there are occasionally a few squeaky crickets. Everything seems so peaceful. The people of the tribes who migrated here were tired from a hard day's work, and as the night came, they also fell asleep early, enjoying this hard-won peace.

The ethnic groups in this world, because of the continuous compression of living space and the drive of interests, have been in the midst of conquest and killing for a long time, and the ethnic groups and tribes are worried about the future. In order for the tribes to survive and reproduce, they can only continue to fight and migrate......

On the simple watchtower, the three guards on duty are also energetic and constantly watching and observing the surrounding movements, always alert to the changes around them.

Suddenly, a sentry turned his ear and seemed to hear something. So he asked his companion next to him, "What's the sound?"

The companion was puzzled: "It seems to be thunder!"

Another guard laughed and scolded, "You shouldn't be fucking calling your mother-in-law stupid, right?" The sky is full of stars, where does the thunder come from......" Before he finished speaking, the sentry seemed to have heard something. Look into the distance with your eyes wide open. However, in the dark night sky, there was only a faint starlight, and the range of vision was very limited, and nothing unusual was found.

Suddenly, with a "boom", the sound got closer and closer, and the quiet night sky was broken. I saw a large blurred black shadow slowly approaching, and when I got closer, the two sentry guards also saw it thoroughly (the other sentry had already gone to report to the tribal leader of the clan), and a large group of orc knights roared and rushed towards them in groups. The bright swords, guns, swords, and halberds, against the starry background of the night sky, look particularly eerie and terrifying, making people frightened. The group of knights were dressed in fiery red armor, as if they were Shura from hell, exuding a cold aura of death.

The two guards were so frightened that they only had time to ring the alarm bell, and before they could call out the enemy attack, they were mercilessly pierced through the throat by two cold arrows, and their lifeless bodies were limp weakly.

The roosters and dogs barked, the old men cried, the women and children cried, the clansmen and tribesmen roared, and the orc knights laughed...... All reveal the coming of death, a sign of bloody slaughter and plunder.

However, in this world, such scenes are played out all the time. Powerful Ethnic Tribes, Bloody Marauders, Weak Ethnic Tribes; In order to survive, the disadvantaged tribes have to fight and flee all the time, and life here is not as good as insects and ants.

The Kashgar Mountains, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, are surrounded by mountains, dense forests, and streams that wind around the mountains. Surrounded by mountains and rivers, there are many ethnic groups and tribes living together.

However, as time passes, various ethnic groups and tribes multiply, and the number of lives increases, resulting in excessive consumption of resources. Various ethnic groups and tribes are fighting each other in order to compete for living space. As the killing intensified, the number of lives decreased dramatically, and tribes of tribes died out, or were exterminated, enslaved, or converted......

Today, there are only two most powerful ethnic tribes left in the Kashgar Mountains: the Beast Hulun tribe and the human Huaxia tribe. They fought and killed each other, plundered each other's resources, and slaughtered and enslaved each other's people. For example, the Orcs captured Terran men as slaves and worked in labor until they died. And the captive women will become the sex slaves of the upper echelons of the orcs and the powerful and meritorious orc members, and ravage them wantonly. However, some ravaged Terran women will become pregnant and give birth to orcs, like centaurs, mammoths, and the like. They are all the products of the union of orcs, and they have become special products of the orcs. Although they are born with divine power and are brave in battle, they are very unpopular with the orcs, and will be coldly regarded and discriminated against by the orcs, and they are only one level higher than the slave status of the orcs.

Correspondingly, the male beasts captured by the Terrans will become the tools of the Terrans for farming, while the females will become the delicious food in the belly of the Terrans when they are combined with the males. Sometimes, when the Terrans are not happy, they will shout and curse the orc captives, add fists and kicks, and even slaughter them wantonly.

In this way, these two tribes have been fighting in this mountain range for many years, accumulating hatred from generation to generation......

"Say, Hu Lun, what's the matter with coming to me, don't just come to me for tea, I don't have that much spare time, you know, I've reached the Mahayana stage of the prefecture-level powerhouse for a while, and my limit is approaching. If I can't break through to the heaven-level powerhouse, after I pass away, in this Baidu Mountain Range, the demon clan Maita tribe's rival demon tribe, the Yake tribe, will let our tribe disappear from this mountain range, they have two earth-level Mahayana powerhouses! The leader of the Demon Clan Maita said impatiently.

Hu Lun, the leader of the Hulun tribe of the beast clan in the Kashgar Mountains, is a prefecture-level powerhouse in the late congenital stage. He hurriedly laughed, "I know, Brother Maita. Our beast clan and your demon clan are originally the same kind, for the sake of us being a brother race, you have to help me! ”

Maita interrupted Hu Lun's words very impatiently, and said with a cold face: "Okay, Hu Lun, don't talk nonsense, let's say, how do you want me to help you?" ”

Huren laughed, "I want Brother Maita to help me kill Bell!" ”

Maita frowned, "You mean your sworn enemy in your mountains, the leader of the Terran Bell tribe?" He's just a late-stage innate powerhouse at the ground level, and he can't threaten you! Besides, if I were asked to kill a late congenital stage in the Mahayana period, I would be laughed at! ”

Hu Lun sneered in his heart: "What kind of shame? It's really high-sounding. It's just that the lion opened his mouth and wanted to ask for benefits! "Although I feel extremely uncomfortable, I can't help that someone else is a prefecture-level Mahayana powerhouse, and it is very easy to kill a prefecture-level late-stage congenital powerhouse. This guy was also a greedy lord, but now he has a request for him, so he has to laugh and say: "Brother Maita, as long as you can help me with this, I can say anything!" ”

Maita wanted this sentence, and immediately changed his attitude, smiled slightly, and said: "Refreshing, Hulun, if you want me to help you, it's okay." But when it's done, you're going to give me 1,000 sets of Meteorite Armor! ”

Although the Meteorite Battle Armor is very defensive, it is not afraid of ordinary swords and guns, and it is very suitable for ethnic warfare. However, meteorite materials are not easy to find, and this kind of armor is quite time-consuming to refine. Although this kind of armor is unique to the beast clan, a large beast tribe can only refine about 2,000 sets in a year, although other tribes and tribes are greedy, but the general beast tribe is strong, and it is impossible to rob it, so it has to take money to buy it. In addition to their own needs, the beast tribe can only trade about a thousand sets of this kind of armor every year.