The cold night contains a strange atmosphere in the sound of drum beats. The activities of the deserted people are restricted to tents, leaving only sentries to guard the torches. Once there is a change, the fire will be ignited.

In their eyes, the Black Claw Tribe was already a turtle in the jar and didn't care much. Even the deserted warriors who were guarding the torches wrapped themselves tightly in the animal skin and slept with their ears sideways. As long as there was a slight movement, they would wake up.

"Swoosh..." With a light roar, the deserted warrior suddenly pounced on the ground, holding the beast-tooth arrow on his throat with both hands, and his legs became weaker and weaker until someone stepped over their bodies and cut their heads off...

The whole night, the deserted people spent the drum beats on the wall. For some reason, the drum beats on the wall all night made them think that the tribe wanted to attack, but after the first half of the night, no one cared anymore, and instead became more tired due to nervousness and alertness.

But there was always a gloomy breath in the drums, which made the deserted people feel restless until dawn. Only then did someone find something wrong. There was no figure on the wall, only the mysterious drum beat, but no one dared to move, and even the shelter guarding here did not dare to move.

They were afraid that this was a signal of the tribes' resolute fight back, attracting them to go over and thus burst out with the most powerful lethality. The deserted people were not in a hurry. They had countless reinforcements and had more time, so they decided to respond to changes in the same way.

But some people also heard something wrong. The frequency of drum beats exploded slowly and felt like they were out of breath, which made the shelter more peaceful. He believed that the other party had not seen them cheated and began to slack off, so he was even less anxious.

But all this happened after the patrol discovered the body of the deserted warrior, and all speculation and suspicion pointed in one direction, the canyon.

The canyon has been under the control of Black Claws, and more than 200 elite tribal warriors occupied the dangerous terrain, which made the deserted people unable to do anything. Now, there are only empty hills left there.

Hanging sheep and beating drums was an unexpected strategic art in ancient wars. In the Land Arm Tribe, two horns with local characteristics were replaced by the unlucky sheep. When a group of deserted warriors who rushed into the tribe with a determined desire to die saw the two horns that were foaming at the mouth, they were all stunned.

The horned slap drum was beyond their imagination, and made the self-conceived shelter dismember him on the spot in anger, but the Black Claw Tribe had already run away, and their siege was also left empty these days.

Of course, when people run away, the supplies will not run away. The Black Claw Tribe is as light as possible. In addition to food, try not to bring anything else without it. A large amount of supplies are left behind, many of which are rare novel things in the central wilderness. The shelter is angry, the deserted warriors are not angry, and accepting an unresisting fortress is the best reward.

The entire hill was hollowed out, and the Armada tribe was good at digging, so that there were enough rooms to accommodate the deserted soldiers outside. The shelter was willing to send people to pursue it, but it was inappropriate to raise it when everyone was looking for property, so he was helpless to propose it and pursue it after lunch.

This proposal put the deserted people in a greater disaster. All the peaks were expected. It was impossible for the deserted people to get more water outside, so every deserted person needs to save as much water as possible. In the Arma Tribe, the water here is inexhaustible, and it also makes all deserted people drink it.

When they poured water all over their bodies and enjoyed the coolness, they did not find that all the poisonous plants growing on the hills around the tribe were cleaned up, and the smell of the water source was not right. The purified poison may not be fatal at the first time, but it will lurk in their bodies, kill the red blood cells in their bodies, cause blood hypoxia, and suffocation...

Gao Feng did not intend to fight against Huang Ren head-on. His idea was very simple. Fighting with Huang Ren was not the purpose of fighting to the death, but he was unwilling to follow a huge tail behind him and left a backhand.

No one knew what the ending would be like for Gao Feng. In order to cooperate, Gao Feng came up with a new strategy and ambushed.

The ambushed soldiers were ambushed on both sides of the canyon, not reaching the steep hill, without firepower blocking, and it was useless to go up. Everyone was wearing a disguised net made of weeds, lurking among the plants on both sides, waiting for the attack of the deserted people.

The Black Claw has been left with Gao Feng's endless means and no longer sing opposites to Gao Feng. Whatever Gao Feng says is what he says.

The head full of people wearing a disguise net was very appreciating the simple things on their bodies. If they were equipped with this thing, ambushing and sneak attack would be invincible, and it was simply a cheating weapon.

Just as everyone was waiting with peace of mind, a few figures running quickly came from a distance like rabbits, one of whom was a slut.

"Here, come, all are ready..."

The rapid urging made everyone feel energetic, but Gao Feng was nervous. He didn't know how effective the drug was?

"When will I do it?" If it were in the past, the order to do it depends on Black Claw's mood, but this battle was planned by Gao Feng.

As everyone knows, Gao Feng's performance has not been too big a problem so far. Even if Gao Feng made a mistake of taking it for granted before the tribe joined forces, it was not something that Black Claw could predict. Later, he easily took the arm tribe, which made Black Claw's opinion on Gao Feng when he sighed that Lian Po was old.

"Wait, something is wrong..." Gao Feng replied whispering, his sharp eyes always staring at the deserted people who appeared in his sight.

I made the worst plan, but I didn't expect that after the poison was diluted, it seemed to have effect. The scattered deserted soldiers had no formation at all. They walked towards here one by one, but their pace was getting slower and slower. Many people couldn't walk as they walked, and had to sit on the side of the road and gasped loudly, wanting more air.

"What's going on?" The warriors and soldiers of the Black Claw Tribe discovered something was wrong at the first time. Why did all the warriors who had been holding on for several days turn into soft-legged shrimps? Many people have begun to tremble. They have the belief that they will win when dealing with such guys who are breathing on their feet.

"The poison I have refined has worked, but they should stop chasing?" Gao Feng couldn't understand. The best result was to let the deserter retreat when he saw the difficulties. He was ambushing here just in case, and he was not prepared to wipe out these deserter people. After all, they did not have the capital to compete with tens of thousands of deserter soldiers.

"They dare not, Hengduan will not be so easy to talk to. If they can't find our trace, the fate of going back will be terrible..."

Mantou knew Huang Ren better than Gao Feng, and immediately explained, which made Gao Feng feel helpless. Whether it was Huang Ren or them, it was not easy.

"Don't have to ambush anymore, go out..." Gao Feng was a little bored. He was already poisoned and rushed so far, so the deserted people would not be able to hold on. Even if they went out, there would be no battle.

"Kill or not..." Black claws raised their sharp claws, and more than a thousand fully armed men stood up, which made the deserted people scream in horror.

Black Claw wanted to kill her, but her face was full of gloomy and she did not object. Both sides were enemies, not friends. Gao Feng hesitated for a moment, but shook his head and said:

"It is easy to kill them, but it will anger the large troops behind us. We can just confiscate their weapons and water. Without these things, they can't keep up with us..."

Gao Feng's words made everyone admire him and nodded, "The Huang people are not a stone slab, they have conflicts with each other. If we let them go today, they might let us go in the future. After all, the Huang people are also kind-hearted..."

With the tone, it becomes simple to act. Although the shelter among the deserted people can still fight, under the oppression of Mantou and Black Claw, he had to compromise and had no objection to Mantou's proposal. In fact, he is still insisting on it, just wanting to come over and find a way to face Hengduo.
Chapter completed!