All Gods: Lords Conquest Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Barbarians

"Chief, news came from the night battle. The barbarians sent a plundering force of 8,000 people. In three hours at most, this force will arrive at the black soil stronghold. Do you think we need to prepare early, or send troops to support? "Yesan hurried in and said anxiously.

As a high-ranking figure in the Ye tribe, Ye San knows the barbarian tribe very well. It is a far more powerful force than the giant tigers and barbarian oxen.

Faced with barbarian plunder, why did the fierce and fierce Honghe forces choose to compromise?

This is all because we have already fought against each other and we really cannot defeat them.

At the beginning, there were three large tribes in Honghe, the Giant Tiger, the Barbarian Ox, and the Horned Sheep. They were all large forces with tens of thousands of tribesmen.

In order to fight against the barbarians, the three major tribes formed an alliance and included almost all the Red River tribes. It was known as the Red River Alliance. The total number of people was more than the current Night tribe, with nearly 100,000 troops.

The Red River Alliance and the barbarians fought on the black earth plains. However, what is shocking is that the barbarians only sent 10,000 cavalry and defeated the 100,000-strong army of the Red River Alliance.

After that, the Horn Sheep tribe was destroyed in one fell swoop, making the three overlords of the Red River a thing of the past.

Since then, Honghe was no longer able to fight against the barbarians.

"Don't be so nervous, we've been ready for a long time! Let them come. I also want to see whether the warriors of the Ye tribe are stronger or the warriors of the barbarians are more brave..." Looking at the nervous Ye San, Su Xingyu said with a smile Ran smiled and comforted.

Yesan hesitated and said: "That being said..."

“Okay, let's go and inform the soldiers that they are ready to go out.”

Su Xingyu waved his hand, and a coldness flashed through his eyes: "The barbarians have already put the meat into their mouths, how can we not eat it? Let's destroy this barbarians, go straight to Huanglong, and swallow them whole."

“As you wish, Lord Patriarch.”

Seeing that the clan leader had made up his mind, Ye San would not speak out against it even if he felt uneasy.

“Go.”

The Black Soil Plain spans hundreds of miles, and the Black Soil Stronghold of the Night Tribe is located in the center of the plain. It was originally a large tribe of tens of thousands of people, living on animal husbandry. There is a blood crystal vein underground, which was later used by the Night Tribe. Annexed and converted into a black earth stronghold.

There are two purposes for establishing this stronghold. One is to guard against foreign enemies, and the other is to see the black soil plains in the distance.

After winning the Bloodfang Forest, if the Night Tribe wants to expand its scale, the best choice is the Black Earth Plains.

Hence, the black earth stronghold has the largest number of troops and is the most powerful among the four strongholds.

Outside the Black Earth Stronghold, nearly 20,000 black-armored warriors looked into the depths of the plain. Ye Zhan led the most elite cavalry of the Night Tribe at the forefront. His voice was rich and powerful, and he gave his final speech: "The barbarians are coming, that arrogant and powerful, The barbarians who often plunder our food and defeat the Red River Alliance are coming again, warriors of the Night Tribe, are you afraid?"

“Don't be afraid!”

The echoes of the soldiers were loud and clear, and their eyes seemed bloodshot.

"Haha... To tell you the truth, I was a little scared. After all, they were barbarians, one of the overlords of the Black Earth Plain. They once defeated 100,000 of us with just 10,000 people."

Ye Zhan chuckled, and without waiting for anyone to react, he said in an excited voice:

“But compared to fear, I am more excited. The Night Tribe has grown from a few hundred people to hundreds of thousands now, and we have gone through more than a hundred wars.

"At the beginning, we only had simple equipment, but we still dared to fight the barbarians. But now we have more sophisticated equipment than them. I just want to see how strong the barbarians are in the black soil? And are you worthy of it? This set of equipment, dear warriors, let us wait and see!”

“Fight!!” the soldiers roared.

“The King of Eternal Night is watching us!”

Ye Zhan raised his sword to the sky, and then slashed: "In the name of God, this battle will be won!"

“We must win! We must win! We must win!”

The soldiers were full of strength as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood.

With the order to fight at night, nearly 20,000 troops followed the sky-splitting eagle in the sky and ran towards the black soil plain. "I really didn't realize that this guy Ye Zhan actually has such speech ability." Su Xingyu, who was in the God's Domain, saw Ye Zhan's pre-war speech, shook his head and laughed.

Originally, He was going to give these warriors a blessing before the battle, but now it seems that it is no longer needed.

After all, he is a god, and he can no longer appear as frequently as before. He has to be a little bit tough.

The gods who fell into the mortal world are not gods, they are just powerful divine creatures.

What's more, He has not yet mastered the power, and is just an empty shadow. It would be better to have fewer appearances of His Holiness in front of people.

Dozens of miles away from the Black Earth stronghold, an army wearing tattered armor and animal skins to keep warm was rushing towards the Red River.

Although they were dressed in tatters, they were all strong and strong, with colorful stripes on their faces.

"Why is it so far away? If I had known it, I wouldn't have come. Each Red River tribe is poorer than the other. What good things can they have..." The young man riding a tall black horse and running at the front said impatiently.

"It's coming, it's coming. We'll be here in a while. Young patriarch, please wait patiently for a while." Beside the young man, a slightly thin middle-aged man who looked about thirty years old comforted him.

“Hu-hu-”

Glancing at the panting horse beneath him, the middle-aged man thought for a while and whispered:

"Young chief, we set off before the sun rose. It's almost noon now. We haven't rested at all. The soldiers are a little tired. Why don't we stop to have a rest, drink some water and eat some solid food."

“What's the point of resting? It's not a fight, what's the point of being tired?” the young man shouted dissatisfied.

The thin middle-aged man remained silent, but he was dismissive in his heart.

What kind of horse are you, what kind of horse are we! Can this be the same thing? Damn it!

However, he was under the eaves and had to lower his head. He nodded and replied: "My subordinates were negligent."

“Our barbarian tribesmen are all brave warriors. It's just the cold wind, nothing like it.”

After the young man finished speaking, he shouted loudly:

“Let's all work harder and wait until we reach Honghe. We will have a banquet where everyone can enjoy the fine wine, delicious food, and women…”

“Young patriarchs must not…”

Just as the middle-aged man was about to speak to persuade him, the young man turned his head and looked. The threat was self-evident. The middle-aged man immediately shut up and praised:

“The young patriarch is wise.”

“It's good to know.”

The young man nodded.

Bang bang bang…

Suddenly, there was a slight vibration on the ground. The soldiers with excellent eyesight looked forward and saw a black "wave" coming towards them. The soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then shouted:

“Young patriarch, there are enemies!”

“I'm not blind, I can see.”

The young man's face was a little flustered, but he quickly calmed down and was still a little annoyed:

"These Honghe **** are quite courageous to dare to take the initiative, but I will make them understand that courage alone is useless. Strength is the last word."

“Brave barbarian warriors, come with me, crush these bastards, and let them see what true strength is.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man rushed out on horseback, holding his long sword high, like a black lightning.

The barbarian warrior behind him yelled "Wow!" and then rushed out excitedly, as if what he faced was not an enemy but a piece of cooked fat.

They are just a group of weak people from the Red River. No matter how many there are, facing their charge will only end in defeat.

(End of this chapter)

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