Putao tribe.

Inside the dental tent.

The high-ranking members of the tribe gathered, arguing, and emotional.

The tribal leader's cold triangular eyes swept over everyone, his face was gloomy, and the anger in his heart was a little uncontrollable.

The two factions insisted on their own words, argued fiercely, and faintly had a posture of not being able to suppress the fire.

The main battle faction doesn't need anyone, how can the Putao warriors bow to the enemy?

But the peace faction also has its own reason, even if the tribe wins, it will lose more than half, and it will be reduced to a medium-sized tribe, and it will not be long before it will be annexed by the pawn or crossbow branch, and the gains outweigh the losses.

All to live!

The quarrel grew more and more intense, and the tension began.

If it goes on like this, it will be chaotic without fighting, and the tribal leader knows that he can't let it develop anymore, and suddenly shouted: "Don't make any noise, do you want your own people to fight first, so that the enemy outside can pick up the cheap?" ”

The people stopped arguing, but neither of the two factions obeyed the other.

The main battle faction is a shaman, putting the interests of the tribe first, the shaman has a high status in the tribe, and his prestige is not inferior to that of the tribal chief, and he said coldly: "Of course, your own people can't fight internally, but there is no lake outside, otherwise you won't have the face to see your ancestors, and you will also fall into the prestige of the Putao tribe." ”

The lord and the faction are the old men in the tribe, they are old, they have seen a lot of life and death, and they have seen a lot of the tribe disappear and sink, and they can't bear Pu Tao to disappear in the long river of time, the great elder is about to refute, and when he sees the tribal leader throwing a look, he retreats with understanding.

The tribal leader stopped the Great Elder and looked at the shaman, the two were fighting openly and secretly for not a day, guessing that the shaman's real intention was to take the opportunity to replace himself, he had a plan, and said: "If you want to fight, you can also fight, Lord Shaman, you will send troops, if you can repel the enemy outside, let's discuss the battle or peace, if you can't even beat the enemy outside, what will Pu Tao fight with?" ”

It's a good trick to borrow a knife to kill.

The shaman saw through the calculation, but didn't care, and looked at a middle-aged man.

The man was extremely majestic, his muscles bulged, giving people a terrible sense of oppression, and he smiled bareheaded, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth, like a bloodthirsty murderer, turned around and strode out.

As soon as the middle-aged man left, the shaman said unceremoniously: "Balu is the first warrior of my Putao tribe, with Balu here, the enemy is just a lamb to be slaughtered. ”

"What do you want?" The tribal leader asked coldly.

"Balu will lead the strongest cavalry of the tribe to attack, and ask the leader to send 10,000 capable warriors to suppress the formation, and if necessary, fight back."

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The tribal leader nodded indifferently, hating in his heart that he couldn't kill the other party, and he held the power alone.

Soon, a low, deep sound of bull's horn sounded, and countless people began to gather.

Extra-tribal.

Luo Tong was overjoyed when he heard the sound of the horn, is this to take the initiative to attack?

Soon, Luo Tong found that the Putao tribe gathered a large number of soldiers, and one of them rushed out of the tribe and roared, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"It's not right, it's like a nest." Next to him, Lin Ping reminded that Lin Ping, who was born as a sand bandit, is extremely sensitive to danger, and always habitually judges whether he can take it down when encountering problems, and then decides on the next action.

Luo Tong is different, advocating offense, like adventure, seeing the cavalry rushing over about 5,000, the equipment and momentum are stronger than the previous one, it is estimated that it is the strongest team of the Putao tribe, and there are a large number of people behind it slowly pressing, looking at the scale of tens of thousands of people, I can't help laughing, it is enjoyable to fight when there are many people.

"How?" Lin Ping asked anxiously.

"That's it!"

Luo Tong said indifferently, his excited eyes lit up, as if he had seen a delicious prey, and said: "The troops are under your command, I will take down their generals, no one will command, they will be defeated." ”

Lin Ping knew that Luo Tong was brave, and this was to kill the enemy by himself, but he had to admit that this method was feasible, but he still solemnly reminded: "There are about 5,000 enemies, and we have 6 or 7,000 people, and the strength is superior. ”

"No, look at me." Luo Tong was arrogant, and suddenly hit his horse and rushed up.

One man and one horse, just whistling away against the five thousand cavalry, the momentum was like a rainbow.

The Turks admired the strong, and Luo Tong's fierce and fearless fighting style suddenly aroused the morale of the surrendering army, and they became excited one by one.

"Kill!"

The next moment, Luo Tong looked up to the sky and roared, as if possessed by the god of war.

"Wow!"

The war horse was psychic, and after feeling Luo Tong's huge battle intent, he looked up to the sky and neighed, accelerated suddenly, and rode Luo Tong away, like a ride in the dust.

Five thousand cavalry rushed forward like a torrent.

And Luo Tong rode alone, like a flat boat facing the torrent, and could be smashed by the waves at any time, but no one dared to underestimate it, just now he killed five people in a row, and the majesty is still there.

Soon, Luo Tong rushed head-on to the enemy group, and the horse lance in his hand shot like lightning, stabbing out more than a dozen times in one breath, killing a gap hard, and rushing to Balu's side is a lance.

The lance resembles a spear, but the head of the spear is very long, and the two sides are sharpened, like a straight knife, which can be slashed and stabbed.

Balu is worthy of being the first warrior of Putao, who can live and die the existence of tigers and leopards, and picking up a thick mace is a sweep and smashing the horse lance away.

A violent force shook back, and the horse lance almost fell out of his hand, Luo Tong was taken aback, realizing that he had underestimated the enemy, his arm tightened, and he grabbed the horse lance steadily, and the homeopathic wheel was round and another slash, and the action was fast and urgent.

Balu didn't expect that his invincible strange power actually didn't smash the opponent's weapon, and he was a little surprised, and he saw the horse lance slashing again, and quickly picked up the mace to block.

"Dang!"

The horse lance slashed the mace, making a muffled sound, the wooden handle of the horse lance was cut and bent, and there were faint signs of breaking, which showed the great strength of this time, but it was resisted by the other party, and it didn't look hard, Luo Tong realized that the other party's strength was probably on par with himself, and he was immediately overjoyed.

Masters are hard to find!

The next moment, Luo Tong's marksmanship suddenly turned abruptly, and as soon as he changed his fighting style, his marksmanship became weird, like a poisonous snake probing a cave, like a dragon's mind, and instantly attacked more than a dozen moves, forcing Balu to continue to defend, and took advantage of the situation to kill a few enemies who sneaked up to help, shouting happily.

Balu never expected that Luo Tong not only has great strength, but also has tricky marksmanship, and he is very fast, he is not used to this style of play, he is angry and screams, and the thick mace dances with tigers and tigers, buzzing and exploding, but he just can't hit, and he can't even touch Luo Tong's horse lance.

Luo Tong was also depressed, he didn't dare to collide with the opponent's weapon, for fear of breaking, and he could only exert seventy percent of his ability, thinking about turning back and asking Qin Huaidao for the stainless steel horse lance to use, just when the enemy came to help in the war, his heart moved, he sold a flaw, and chased the person who helped the battle to kill.

"Where to run?"

Balu roared in anger and chased after him with his thick mace.

"It's now!"

Between the lightning and flint, Luo Tong secretly said that there was a chance, and the horse lance turned suddenly, like a divine dragon turning around, stabbing behind him with the momentum of piercing everything, as fast as lightning.

It is the Luo family's stunt - back to the horse gun!

"Poof!" A sharp horse lance stabbed in Baru's abdomen.

Almost at the same time, Balu's horse lance smashed on the horse lance, and the horse lance was smashed and cut down, the wound expanded, and the field rolled out, and blood poured out.

"Ahh

Balu let out a heart-rending scream, like a fierce beast on the verge of death roaring before dying, shaking the heavens and the earth, attracting countless people's side eyes.

Luo Tong didn't expect this unexpected effect, he was overjoyed, and swept it hard, and the horse lance fell off the horse with Balu, and the horse lance was retracted, and he slashed at Balu's head.

A flash of white light flashed, and the heads parted.

Luo Tong stabbed it with a shot, picked up the head, and shouted: "Who dares to fight-"

The audience was silent, and they were all shocked by Luo Tong's terrifying combat power.

The first warrior of the tribe died like this, and his head was beheaded, how can he fight this?

Lin Ping rushed up with people and shouted excitedly: "Rush up and kill them all!" ”

"Kill—"

Everyone shouted excitedly, all stimulated by Luo Tong's bravery, and their morale was high.

Everyone rushed up, slashing and chopping, chopping melons and vegetables.

The Putao tribe was without the command of Balu, coupled with the momentum of Luo Tong like a god of war, coupled with the terrifying combat power that broke the courage, the morale was low, and they turned around and ran away one by one.

"Who dares to fight me?"

Luo Tong looked up to the sky and roared again, unparalleled in might.

This roar was like a thunderbolt, shaking the wilderness, so frightened that the Pu Tao soldiers even beat their horses and galloped wildly, ignoring everything, for fear of being caught up by Luo Tong.

One person, scare the whole army!

The era of cold weapons is different, and the bravery of the generals can sometimes really affect morale and change the situation of the battle, such as Lu Bu, such as the overlord of Chu, and then the current Luo Tong.