The six gnolls soon fell to the ground, their bodies twitching slowly on the sand, and from time to time there were sounds of blood bubbling in their mouths.
Allen and Hua She could be said to be waiting for work. Facing 6 jackals who had not advanced yet and had lost most of their physical strength, even though they were fighting more with less, the difference in strength was there, but they only spent less than half of their strength. During the magical time, these six jackals became the wronged souls in the hands of Allen and Flower Snake.
On the other side, Boban and Nathan are still fighting together. The fight looks exciting and the sound is very fierce, but in fact, most of the moves between each other are deformed, and there is always a sense of powerlessness. This is also the reason for the chase for most of the day. The sequelae of coming down.
Nathan took some time out and glanced at the battlefield next door. He saw Allen and the two greenskins sitting on the blood-stained sand with interest, watching his battle with Boban. At that time, Nathan's heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the two greenskins on the opposite side were so powerful and could easily take over his confidants.
You must know that each of his six confidant jackals are above the peak of level 7, and half have broken through to level 8. Even as an advanced person, he can only flee in the face of their siege, and his strength is absolutely no match. A bad advancer.
As soon as Nathan was distracted, the moves under his hands were a little delayed, and he was immediately caught by Boban who was fighting him. A powerful and heavy hammer move contained Boban's troubled energy and anger. On the spot Then he knocked Nathan's mace away. With the center goal wide open, Boban didn't give Nathan a chance to defend. With the opponent's frightened face, Boban dove in and hit the opponent's jaw with an uppercut with his free left hand, knocking Nathan's head off. Soaring straight up into the sky.
Before Nathan's feet landed, Boban raised the mace in his right hand high again, then put the left hand that had just punched hard on the back of his right hand, and hit him head-on with another heavy hammer. Nathan, who had not yet regained his balance, had a wolf eye shot out of Boban's head, hanging on Nathan's increasingly dull face.
You were annoyed. As soon as Boban smashed one of Nathan's faces, he swung the mace again and continued the previous smashing action. It was not until he smashed Nathan's wolf head into pieces that he finally vented his anger. The anger had been hidden in his heart for a long time, and he stopped breathing heavily. But even if he stopped what he was doing, Boban still didn't stop. He kept stomping his feet to explore the ground, but there was no movement at all. Nathan's corpse was not moving at all. I don't know whether he was expecting him to get up again or was worried about him. It's a fake corpse!
"Congratulations, Chief Boban?"
Allen smiled, walked towards the eventual winner Boban, and then asked jokingly.
"Hmph, it's bad luck for him!"
The murderous intent in Boban's eyes was not gone, and he stared at the corpse on the ground with lingering interest, but he didn't pay much attention to Allen's joke. Speaking of which, Boban now has his revenge, which should be a very happy thing, but I don't know why Boban feels a little empty in his heart at this time, and it is difficult to think about what to do next.
"It's a pity that you were too heavy-handed and failed to keep the whole body of the jackal. When you drag the corpse back to the tribe later, I'm afraid your tribe may not listen to you!"
Hua She had already begun to sit aside and clean up the mess, collecting the iron tools on the ground one by one, and raising funds for him to replace the long sword in the future. Allen looked at the headless body on the ground with regret, shook his head and said to Boban.
"It doesn't matter whether you obey or not. You have killed all of Nathan's men. Now I just need to drag it and throw it into the village, and I will naturally be able to take back the power and take back the tribe."
Boban looked nonchalant. Anyway, the guys Nathan trusted were lying on the ground. As long as he dragged Nathan's body back and shouted, the group of backless guys in the village would naturally know how to choose. Even if they are not sure whether the corpse is Nathan himself, as long as no one can resist them, they will have the position of leader.
"Does this count as completing what I promised you before?"
Allen gave the jackal in front of him a meaningful look.
"..., forget it."
Although he didn't want to admit this fact, the upright Boban still felt that without the participation of Allen and the others, he would not have been able to complete the duel with Nathan under the protection of many jackals.
"Then I would like to ask, after you become the leader, how do you view the relationship between our two clans?"
"From now on, there will be no connection between you and me. I will also restrain my people and keep them away from your territory."
Hearing Allen's question, although Boban was not very smart, he still understood the meaning of Allen's words and immediately made a statement. According to his character, being able to make such a gesture to Allen was already a rare bow for him.
"Then how are you going to deal with the kobolds to the north of you? This person is related to the kobolds. If they know that you have killed him, the other party may not let your tribe go!"
Allen pouted, pointed to the body on the ground, and continued to ask.
"...Hmph, if they dare to come, I will kill them all. I haven't settled the accounts with them yet! I will settle the accounts with them after I get the people in the clan in order."
Boban was silent for a moment, and then expressed his fierce attitude with a fierce expression, but he also had no confidence in his heart. The power of the Bonebreakers has shrouded the Greenfield Plains for too many years. The average small tribe may not know the name of the Bonebreakers, but how could a tribe like Boban and his group, which once had a population of more than a hundred people and were neighbors of each other, not know the name of the Bonebreakers? You know how powerful the Bonebreaker is.
Even the former leader of the Ivan tribe was seriously injured at the hands of the Bone Crusher and died.
"Why don't our two tribes unite with each other? The Bone Broken Tribe has been rampant in the Green Plains for so many years. It's time for them to curb their prestige."
Allen seduced Boban in a persuasive way, but when he saw Boban looking at him like a fool, he was still a little embarrassed: "Don't underestimate me, I have personally fought against the Bonebreaker, although I can’t kill him, but his magic can’t kill me either. Now that our Green Field Tribe and the Bone Broken Tribe have reached a peaceful coexistence contract, do you want me to go back to my tribe and show it to you?”
"That's no need. It's not that I can't trust you."
Boban had a look of disgust on his face, but he still sounded nice.
"But there's no need for that. In my tradition as a jackal, we don't have the habit of joining forces with outsiders. If one day our clan is unable to defeat the Bone Broken Tribe, it will be our fate."
"If you join forces with us, we can exchange what we need. Our tribe doesn't have many other things, but we have more than enough food..."
"No more..."
