Chapter 271 Crisis 4 Volts

Chapter 271

"Prepare to break out!"

Abel gritted his teeth and said these words. He didn't even realize that his original white lips were bitten by him, and a trace of blood was slowly flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

And the young men and women villagers of the tribe around him had red eyes, and their powerful hands tightly held the long hairs in their hands. If these long hairs were not made of hard monster bones, otherwise, it is very likely They don't even have weapons if they want to break out!

In front of them, hundreds of people gathered silently, and silently picked up the simple weapons in their hands, including rakes for plowing, axes for chopping trees, and kitchen knives for cooking...

They knew that death was waiting for them, but Abel and the others found that they did not show any expressions of fear. Led by the old man who offered to be the queen, they all showed a kind of gratified smile.

Several young tribal men and women couldn't help weeping in a low voice, because among these people were their relatives!

If they hadn't been warned by their relatives before, they would probably go up to stop them from committing suicide at this time!

But this is reality! This is also the reality that the natives of this continent need to face!

Perish together! Or keep the tribe's tinder!

Such a choice is very painful for any leader, and he has to make a decision!

"Prepare…"

Just when Abel announced that they would let the old and weak in the back of the palace go up to replace the front-line soldiers, there was a sudden exclamation from outside the door.

"Lord Abel, I can't hold it any longer!" Everyone's expressions changed immediately when they heard this, and they turned their heads to look, only to see a soldier with wounds all over his body and bleeding running in panting, looking at his face. With a pair of trembling and floating legs, everyone was a little worried whether he would fall.

Suddenly he staggered, and his whole body immediately fell forward. Fortunately, a young man hurried up to hug him, which prevented him from falling to the ground.

"how's it going?"

Abel knew this person. He was the patriarch's own son. Abel was injured and came back to treat the wound. It was the patriarch who led him to resist.

"Lord Abel,

Father said to let you go! He will stand against Warcraft for a while! He also said..." Speaking of this, the young patriarch of the young man's tribe couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Master Abel! Go away! This place is handed over to us!" It was the old man who spoke, and he gritted his teeth and said to the hundreds of old and weak soldiers who stretched out their hands.

"We are all old, no matter what the future depends on these young people, now is the time for us to use our spare energy!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he smiled and patted his chest to the other old man in the room, "Haha, of course! You boy competed with me for the bride back then, and I lost to you by accident. Now let's try again! See Who kills the most monsters! Let's see who can survive to the end!"

The old man was stunned when he heard the words. He was very familiar with the person who spoke. After all, he had been dealing with him for decades. Before, he thought that this matter had passed for so long and he would have no idea. He did not expect that he would bring it up again now.

However, he was not angry, but picked up the long hair and waved it with a smile.

"That's fine! Then Bibi!"

…

outside the valley

Hundreds of low-level monsters were besieging the valley. Due to the small exit of the valley and the large size of the monsters, these monsters were stopped by dozens of indigenous warriors for a while.

However, due to the inherent size and strength advantages of monsters, after persisting for a period of time, the indigenous fighters gradually became exhausted, and many fighters were immediately scratched by the monsters.

If it wasn't for the support of one of the tall native warriors, they might have been confiscated and dragged into the group of monsters.

That result is not what anyone wants to see!

"Roar!"

It seems that because there was no result for so long, a tiger-shaped monster behind the group of monsters couldn't help roaring, and those monsters shuddered when they heard the sound.

And those aborigines were also frightened by this aura, and their movements were slowed down by half a minute. At this time, a leopard-shaped monster suddenly accelerated, and its whole body suddenly appeared beside the tall aboriginal warrior.

The fangs of the monster were so sharp in everyone's eyes, maybe the monster was too close, and the native warrior seemed to be able to smell the stench coming from the mouth of the monster.

Just as everyone exclaimed and the native warriors tried their best to defend, they suddenly found a black shadow flying towards them, accurately hitting the leopard and knocking it flying far away to the ground.

"Wooooow!"

When the leopard stood up again, everyone realized that it turned out that a spear hit the leopard who wanted to attack the native warrior just now.

"Patriarch, are you okay!"

Seeing that it turned out to be a brave man from the previous generation of the clan, and there were some old and weak behind him, as the patriarch, he immediately understood something, and his eyes immediately turned red.

"I..." He wanted to say something, but the old man didn't give him a chance to speak. Although it was not polite for a patriarch, the people present didn't care about it.

"Leave it to me! Patriarch, you must protect Lord Abel and the others!" After he finished speaking, he waved his hand fiercely, and hundreds of natives, old and weak, armed with simple weapons, stood up without hesitation.

"Roar!"

The tiger-shaped monster roared suddenly, and then the hundreds of monsters stopped attacking, but they slowly expanded the surrounding area.

Obviously, this clever Warcraft understands that humans are trying to break through, and it has obviously made reasonable arrangements.

"Not good! You go from the west, let's block it here!" The old man understood the intention of the monster when he saw the situation, so he didn't talk nonsense at the moment, and ordered the people to line up in several rows as if preparing to attack.

Their idea is very simple, they don't want to kill these monsters, they just procrastinate for the future of the tribe, even if it is a minute and a second!

Seeing more than a hundred old and weak women and children holding simple weapons and staring at the opposite monster without fear, a gust of cold wind hits, blowing leaves flying all over the sky, and directly outlines a touching and extremely tragic scene The picture comes.

The patriarch looked at the old man who ran out with tears in his eyes. At this moment, he knew that this matter was beyond his control, so he yelled at the young tribal fighters behind him.

"We break through!"

Just when the tribe was divided into two teams and was about to contact the monsters, suddenly bursts of roars came from afar, and it seemed that the sound was getting closer, which made Abel and the others' faces suddenly change, but what they didn't realize was that the presence of Those magical beasts suddenly stopped attacking, and turned their heads to look at the place behind where the voice came from.

The tiger-shaped monster even turned its head and roared. If anyone can distinguish the voice of the monster, he will definitely find that the roar this time seems to be a little different from before...