But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly arrived from the northeast corner of the camp. Before the two people around Barya could see clearly, they had already flown out.
Zhao Peng was slightly stunned. He didn't know who was coming, but he dared to snatch someone from the ghost dojo.
"Seeking death!" Zhao Peng yelled and waved his hand to hit the ghost-armored warrior.
A majestic force fell from the sky, and Xue Tong Tie Ju struck out, using the second move of the Nine Kills Technique, "Tianluo Cover".
The ghost warriors were smashed to the ground like chickens and dogs!
"If you don't want to die, don't move!"
Are the ghost warriors inferior to dogs? The man in linen was shocked and felt the killing intent as cold as a knife, and couldn't help but stay where he was.
How could the leader Zhao Peng be willing to surrender without hesitation? As soon as he raised the lancet in his hand, Xue Tong struck with a vicious punch that came first and shattered the light curtain that protected his body. Zhao Peng saw stars in his eyes and was stunned. The back of his head went numb and he fainted.
Xue Tong's figure flashed around the camp several times, and all of Zhao Peng's warriors were knocked unconscious by him.
The Baer brothers and sisters were confused and had not yet figured out the situation. Xue Tong had already eliminated all the ghost dojo warriors. He helped the two of them up and shouted in a low voice: "Take your people and follow me!"
…
Xue Tong saw Jibu being framed, and naturally connected with evil people like Lu Fangtangliang. The gray spots in his head trembled inexplicably, and strong thoughts poured into the sea of consciousness: "Save people!"
"Gray Point seems to be interested in rescuing the barbarians!"
Xue Tong rushed to the orc camp and rescued the Baer brothers and sisters.
The ghost dojo mainly captures people and does not harm the barbarians. Xue Tong controls the use of force and captures the prisoners. If he wants to be simple and kills violently, there will be great obstacles in dealing with disputes in the future.
…
Xue Tong tied the six people of Zhao Peng with spirit ropes and used the corrosion technique to make their faces look like rotten leaves. They would not be able to wake up in three to five days.
Xue Tong pulled the deer camel cart, and the Baer brothers and sisters tremblingly helped the sick tribesmen.
"Thank you, brave man, for the rescue!" Balmu said, leaning slightly.
"I saw with my own eyes at the viewing platform that your people were framed, and Cangjiu was cast on a spell, going crazy and killing dozens of people."
"Ah, what's going on?" Brother and sister Barr asked in shock.
"Let's not talk too much. You drive and lead the way while I look for something." After Xue Tong finished speaking, he threw Zhao Peng and others into another Lutuo cart.
The two camels rushed out of the camp and disappeared into the night.
Xue Tong rummaged through the ghost dojo warrior's storage bag.
Lutuo has extraordinary speed but limited range. If the ghost dojo notices something unusual and continues to pursue it, the five of them cannot escape the predicament, so Xue Tong is eager to find a flying magic weapon.
Xue Tong turned a blind eye to all the spiritual materials and elixirs in the bag. He glanced hastily, but there was no sign of the aircraft.
"Is there a map?" Xue Tong asked.
"The road map from the family territory to Jiyuan." Balmu handed over an animal skin.
"Uh-huh"
The wind whistled in my ears, the camels and horses galloped, and the sandy land raised smoke all the way.
"The deer moose is fast enough. I wonder how long it can run?"
"Running at full speed requires an hour to recover your physical strength. After that, your endurance speed gradually weakens unless you take a complete rest for a day."
"Go here in an hour. The route home will be slightly changed." Xue Tong pointed to the location on the map.
He exchanged names with the Baer brothers and asked about the situation of the Barbarian Eagle Tribe.
The clan of the Baer brothers and sisters is the Ba clan, which is the weakest of the three tribes of the Jiu tribe, and the Baer family is the weakest of the Ba clan.
The Baer family, the Baer family, and the Baal family constitute the Ba clan, and the patriarch is from the Baal family.
"Three months ago, the patriarch suddenly came to the Baer family's territory, along with Bartek Xiu of the Batai family and a rare human warrior."
"The human warrior calls himself Wang San. He invites us to the Hundred Saints Meeting in Jiyuan City to perform the Eagle God Totem. He promises to reward us with a hundred carts of beast meat and two thousand calves."
"Wait, isn't it? Just this ordinary thing? How many people are there in the Barr family?" Xue Tong felt incredible and asked.
Balmu looked a little ashamed, "To be fair to the Taoist priest, 40% of the Bal family has been killed in the past five years, leaving only more than 900 people. In the past few years, life has been miserable, food is scarce, and the number of cattle and sheep has become less and less."
"So miserable? You can't even eat enough. What happened?"
"The Eagle Tribe fought too hard with the Wolf Tribe and the Yan Tribe and suffered heavy losses. Among them, the Ba Tribe suffered the greatest sacrifice. Another change occurred in the misty lock canyon, and the herd of beasts was greatly reduced. Other areas with slightly richer products were also occupied by the Wolf Tribe. The life of the Ba people is getting worse and worse, and the Ba family is the worst off."
"Fainting, how miserable!" Xue Tong sighed.
"The patriarch, Mr. Balitu, seemed reluctant to perform any kind of performance, but Ba Taikesiu boasted very much, saying that it was all for the sake of the Baer family. And Wang San also spoke sincerely, saying that he would do us a favor by visiting the Baer family."
"The head of the Barwut family thought about it again and again, and finally agreed. He collected a deposit for ten loads of animal meat and two hundred calves, and selected forty young men and women from the family to go to Jiyuan City at the agreed time."
Xue Tong thought: "Jiyuan City has mobilized more than a dozen Houtian warriors from the ghost dojo. If they only want to capture forty orcs, it would be too fussy to severely defeat the Baer family. There must be a deeper reason later."
"Who is the important person in the clan who went to Jiyuan City a few days ago? He is dressed as a mage." Xue Tong asked, remembering what happened to the west gate of Jiyuan.
"Oh, that's the Eternal Master, the third most powerful figure in the clan. As requested by the Ghost Dojo, he went to inspect the terrain of the worship altar and adjust the details of the Eagle God's mechanism."
Xue Tong asked again: "What enemies do the Baer family and even the Ba tribe have? Especially the human race."
"There is definitely no one from the human race. Among the barbarians, my Baer family is weak and can only follow other families. There is no special enemy."
"Okay, let's talk about the relationship between the barbarian tribes."
"The seven barbarian tribes, each tribe respects the chief, and the chiefs will elect the leader, who is called the barbarian leader." Balmu said.
"The previous barbarian lord died thirty years ago. Since then, the seven tribes have been unable to elect a leader who will serve the people. They are in chaos and have been at war to this day."
"How is Washibe doing?"
"It's not optimistic. We fought too hard with Yan and Lang, and our strength has dropped from the top to the bottom."
Balmu sighed, with a sad expression on his face.
Xue...why did Taoist Xue want to save barbarians like us who don't know each other?" Balya, who was hiding behind Balmu, finally had the courage to ask.
"I can't stand those despicable and shameless people in the human race who see injustice on the road." Xue Tong would never tell the truth.
"Don't worry, we'll make plans when we get back to the Baer family. Your people are just being held hostage, so their lives are safe." Xue Tong comforted the Baer brothers and sisters who were anxious and worried about the safety of their people.
The camel's breathing became heavier and heavier, and its body was soaked. The camel's lips were completely bloodless, and the saliva overflowing from the corner of its mouth was mixed with blood. If it continued to run, it would die of exhaustion.
"Rest first, and then go to the woods fifty miles to the south later."
After Xue Tong finished speaking, the clouds flew up, smearing the traces of the camel cart driving all the way.
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More than an hour later.
In the Ximen Mountain Col of Jiyuan City, seven acquired warriors gathered in the orc camp.
"Junior Brother Zhao is nowhere to be seen. The orcs fled in a hurry without cleaning up. There is only a small amount of blood on the ground and no traces of fire. It doesn't look like Junior Brother Zhao has encountered an accident." Kong Weihuan said later the day after tomorrow.
"Wang San, what's your analysis?" Cheng Song, the leader of Yanzhen Dojo, asked.
"It's hard to say what happened. The orcs who slipped through the net are mediocre in strength and cannot withstand Zhao Peng's attack, unless a powerful enemy rescues the orcs."
"Fart! Who dares to disturb the people from the Ghost Dojo in Jiyuan City!"
"Hey, don't worry, Elder Cheng. If you want to find out, just follow the camel's tracks and you will find out."
"...It doesn't matter that a few orcs are missing. Wang San and Kong Weihuan, you two track the camel cart while the rest return to Jiyuan City and prepare according to the original plan!" Cheng Song pondered for a while and said.
Kong and Wang followed the tracks of the camel cart until they were three to four hundred miles away. The tracks of the camel cart became extremely blurred, and the tracking speed of the two men was greatly reduced. It took a long time to estimate the general direction, and the more they chased, the more uncertain they became. .
"Director Kong, I don't think this is an option. Either go directly to the Baer family or go back to the city."
Kong Weihuan's little eyes blinked, "The two of us are going to the Ba tribe? It's simply unimaginable. Since tracking has failed, we can wait until the large group of people go to the Ba tribe before making any plans."
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Four thousand miles away, the deer camel cart stopped. Mountains and valleys loomed ahead, and the Barr family's territory was within easy reach.
"We're finally here, go back."
"Our benefactor saved us, please come and sit at home."
"You need to prepare early. People from the ghost dojo will arrive in a month at most. There is most likely a huge conspiracy behind this matter."
Xue Tong hesitated to go to the Baer family, and was completely involved in the dispute between the Jiube and the ghost dojo.
"We can't wait for a month, so we will report to the clan leader today to gather people and go to Jiyuan City to ask for people!" Balmu shouted with eyes wide open.
Most of the barbarians have simple thinking and are not as delicate as the human race. Although Xue Tong talked a lot with the brothers and sisters along the way, Balmu never believed that there was a so-called bigger conspiracy.
"Can you beat the ghost dojo? The Baer family is even short of meat now!" Xue Tong didn't want to irritate Baermu, so he had to ask.
Balmu's face turned red, "The barbarians would rather fight to the death than surrender. The Bal family has gone through countless bitter battles, and the head of the family will find a way."
"Please benefactor, please come home with us. The head of the family needs the benefactor's help." Barya interjected and begged.
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In Baer Mountain Village, the rocky mountain is bare and barren of grass. Five floors are cut out along the slope and rows of wooden houses are built. No matter day or night, the bonfire in the cottage never goes out, and large pieces of coal and grease ignite the fire and black smoke.
On both sides of the village gate, the flags of the Baer family were fluttering in the wind, the huge iron tripod was blazing with flames, and two barbarian warriors stood with spears in hand. They couldn't believe what they were seeing.
When the Baer brothers saw their master, they spoke respectfully and in barbarian language. Xue Tong didn't understand a word of it, but he guessed from the admiration in Baermu's eyes that they were probably talking about his heroic deeds of bravely rescuing people and capturing prisoners.
Balwut is nearly sixty years old, with thick brown and black hair, small pointed ears, a big mouth and thick lips, and sparkling blue eyes.
He stretched out his big furry hand and said, "Welcome the warriors to Baal Mountain Stronghold."
The warm and rough hands gradually increased their strength. Xue Tong understood it with a smile on his face and output the power slowly.
Barwut could easily crush hard rocks into powder. He exerted 90% force until his arms trembled slightly. Xue Tong remained calm and expressionless.
"Warriors are so strong!"
Barwut let go of his hand, "Gahji, Meng Kang!" He shouted towards the outside of the house.
A short horn blast sounded, and seven or eight clan leaders quickly gathered in the family owner's house.
