novelaction Chapter 206 What kind of magical weapon is this
Chapter 206 What kind of magical weapon is this
During this year, Ulan had already been dissatisfied with Bater's actions.
Not only did he forcibly possess her, he also had ambiguous and complicated relationships with other females in the tribe.
Now, he is still obsessed with Nan Qiao, the person he hates the most. How can Wu Lan not feel heartbroken and angry?
Bater paused for a moment, a look of seeming sincerity emerging on his face. He gently raised his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of Wulan's eyes. He said in a low and patient voice, "You really misunderstood me."
"Qiao Qiao is no ordinary person; she is the Chosen One. She possesses special abilities and opportunities. If she could join our Barbarian Tiger Tribe, it would be a tremendous help to the entire tribe."
There was still a trace of doubt in Wulan's eyes. She raised her head slightly, looked directly into Bater's eyes, and asked, "Is it really just because of this?"
There was a slight tremor in her voice, which showed her distrust of Bartel.
"Yes." Bater raised his eyebrows and was too lazy to explain too much. Now he was the bravest male in the Barbarian Tiger Tribe. No one dared to disobey him, so he naturally didn't take Ulan seriously.
Bater and the members of the Barbarian Tiger Tribe had ferocious faces, raised rough stone knives in their hands, and roared from their throats, just like the roar of a hungry beast in the wilderness.
Behind him, a group of wolf-like and tiger-like members of the Savage Tiger Tribe followed closely, each holding a stone spear, with greed and ferocity flashing in their eyes.
They surged towards the Stone Tribe like a surging tide, their heavy footsteps and heavy breathing intertwined together, as if the music of death was being played.
A group of people came to the gate of the Stone Tribe. Under their crazy attack, the heavy wooden door gradually became difficult to hold despite its tenacious resistance.
Battelle led the way, slamming his shoulders against the door again and again, with each impact accompanied by flying wood chips.
His muscles were tense, veins bulged, and sweat drenched his back.
Finally, with everyone working together, accompanied by a dull thud, a big hole was opened in the wooden door.
Bater rushed in first, his eyes burning with the flames of revenge, which seemed to devour everything in front of him.
He glanced at everything in the tribe, secretly thinking about how to completely defeat these tribesmen who had abandoned him and make them pay a heavy price for their past actions.
Members of the Barbarian Tiger Tribe also filed in and spread out in the tribe, uttering all kinds of threats and roars. A bloody massacre seemed to be about to begin.
In the Stone Tribe, the alarm sounded like a sharp arrow piercing the quiet sky.
When the men, women, young and old in the tribe heard that foreign enemies were coming, they looked frightened, but they quickly calmed down and returned to their own stone houses for refuge.
Led by Kamu, the guards stood in formation like a steel Great Wall. They held the iron knives tightly in their hands and stared firmly at the approaching people from the Barbarian Tiger Tribe.
When Bater brandished a stone knife and led his people to rush forward like a surging tide, the warriors of the tribe did not retreat at all.
Kamu stood at the front, glaring at Bater and shouting, "Bater, you are worse than an animal. You actually brought people to rob the tribe where you grew up. Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"
His voice trembled slightly with anger, and veins bulged on his forehead.
But Bartel just sneered and responded: "Since the day you kicked me out, I have no connection with the Stone Tribe anymore!"
After saying that, he rushed towards Kamu first, with the stone knife in his hand making a whistling sound.
People from both sides immediately started fighting.
At first, the Barbarian Tiger Tribe had the upper hand in the battle thanks to its fierce momentum and numerical advantage.
They attacked frantically like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, and stone spears rained down on the Stone Tribe's guards.
However, the warriors of the Stone Tribe were not afraid. They worked closely together and cleverly resisted with the extremely sharp iron knives in their hands.
As the battle continued, the situation gradually reversed.
As the weapons of the Barbarian Tiger Tribe clashed with the iron knives of the Stone Tribe, the stone knives and spears were slowly cut off one after another.
The people of the Savage Tiger Tribe looked at the broken weapons in their hands in astonishment. Before they could react, the guards of the Stone Tribe seized the opportunity and launched a fierce counterattack.
The iron knife flashed coldly in the sunlight, ruthlessly slashing at the members of the Barbarian Tiger Tribe.
The people of the Manhu tribe suddenly fell into panic. They tried to hide, but because they had lost their effective weapons, they were vulnerable and were hacked one after another. The blood dyed the ground beneath their feet red.
Bater opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief. He never expected that the Stone Tribe's knives were sharper than any weapon he had ever seen, and they were defeated so easily!
What a magical weapon this is!
At this moment, the people of the Savage Tiger Tribe were lying in all directions on the land of the Giant Stone Tribe, groaning in pain one after another.
Their bodies were covered with wounds, and blood kept oozing out, staining the soil beneath them red.
Those seriously injured, some missing arms, some broken legs, could only struggle helplessly on the ground, their eyes filled with fear and despair of death.
In this primitive era without advanced medical technology, they could only watch their lives gradually fade away. Every breath became extremely difficult, and every heartbeat was like a countdown to death.
Bater was tied up tightly with thick ropes by the warriors of the Stone Tribe. There was still an expression of disbelief and anger on his face, but at this time he could only surrender and wait for trial.
Wulan tried to escape outside the tribe during the chaos. She ran away like a frightened hare, without knowing where to go.
However, Gru had already noticed her movements. He rushed forward in a few steps, grabbed Wulan's arm and pulled her back.
Wulan's body trembled violently, tears welling up in her eyes. She grabbed Gru's clothes tightly and begged bitterly, "Gru, didn't you like me before?"
"Please, for the sake of our past friendship, let me go. As long as you let me go, I will let you do whatever you want to me."
"I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong." Her voice became sharp and piercing because of fear and despair, and her eyes were full of desire to survive.
Gru looked at Ulan's pitiful appearance, with no trace of pity in his eyes, only cold disgust.
He said coldly, "Wulan, you once made my heart flutter, but you chose to go along with Bater and betray your own tribe."
"Your pleading has no effect on me now. Do you think I will still be fooled by you like before? You, like Bartel, must pay the price for your actions."
"I won't let anyone who hurts the Stone Tribe go!"