If the gambling period is three years, or five years.

When encountering Xia Fenghan, who is a springboard to enter the super tribe, Sumo may treat him with a different attitude.

But now four and a half months have passed, and there are only less than two hundred and twenty days left.

Considering that these super tribes have been operating for more than ten years, the internal forces are complex.

Even if we recruit a group and fight a group, the remaining time will not be enough to win over the Cloud Tribe.

not to mention.

The big event lasted only fifteen days.

After this period, all priests will regain their original strength.

Regardless of whether the eighth-level holy priest of the Cloud Tribe is alive or dead, these super tribes will usher in more serious fights and even life-and-death battles.

The tribes whose priests are still alive will annex those tribes whose strength has been greatly reduced and re-divide the territory.

The tribe whose strength has been greatly reduced will turn its attention to the weaker tribe and seek a way out.

It is transmitted down one link after another, and the Yunxiao tribe may eventually be affected.

But no matter how fast the transmission speed is, these will only happen in one or two years.

"Next, we will use Yunxiao as our foundation and continue to spread our faith. As long as we stabilize the situation, we will win!"

Sumo made up his mind and no longer had any extra thoughts.

One day later.

The Fire Fist Tribe arrived at the edge of Hebu and received the news. At this time, only nine priests of the Yunxiao Tribe were still alive.

Except for Xia Fenghan who left early, all the remaining high priests were dead.

Several priests, including those who initiated civil strife in the Xiao tribe, also died in the internal fighting between the three branches.

The internal fighting between the Yun tribe and the Xiao tribe has now reached a fever pitch, with more than a thousand people from both sides participating in the battle.

"Xiaobu is using the banner of restoring the Hetu tribe, if they know you are here"

Su Mo looked at Xia Fenghan who was shaking in the car with playful eyes.

After a night of calm thinking, this "majestic" fifth-level high priest finally turned into a frightened bird, no longer as calm as yesterday.

"No, don't!" Xia Fenghan's face turned red and he was almost scared out of his mind.

As the protagonist who occupied the Jiu's Nest back then, if the people in Xiaobu knew that he was here, wouldn't it mean that he would be quartered by five horses?

No, it's more than that.

With the methods of those people, he would definitely be tortured until he was inhumane, so that he could finally relieve the hatred in his heart.

"I'm just teasing you, don't be so scared, I will need you again next time." Sumo laughed, but his eyes were fixed on the defensive wall not far away.

There are about six guard towers on the front of the defensive wall.

There were eight people standing at each guard tower, holding shotguns and looking warily in the direction of the convoy.

"Have you seen those people? If you can help me convince them, I will save your life."

The Yun and Xiao tribes had strong soldiers and horses, and the fight was lively.

With Hebu's strength, it stands to reason that the best way to respond is to just watch the battle.

However, a clan leader had just died, how could everyone in the Hebei community swallow this sigh of relief?

Therefore, it was supposed that Hebu united with Xiaobu and attacked Yunbu with the slogan of restoring the Hetu tribe. Instead, it became the case that Yunhe and Xiaobu attacked Yunbu, letting out a bad breath first.

"Leave it to me, don't worry, I still have some face."

Xia Fenghan agreed immediately.

If there is no value at all, then even if he is alive, there is no difference from being dead.

And according to the results of Kong Geliang's advance investigation, it is estimated that there are only about 150 people left in the joint department at present, and they are all new recruits with little combat effectiveness.

Regardless of identity or strength, joining forces is a disadvantage, the advantage is mine!

Soon, the convoy reached a hundred meters in front of the guard tower, and Xia Fenghan boldly got out of the car and went to persuade them to surrender.

He didn't stop until he reached the limit of the shotgun's range. He was already less than forty meters away from the sentry tower.

Many sentries could vaguely see Xia Fenghan's face clearly, and there was an uproar on the sentry tower.

"Damn it, it's High Priest Xia Fenghan. Didn't he die in the civil strife last night?"

"It's true. Although I have only met Priest Xia three times, I will never mistake him for the wrong person."

"That's not right. Didn't the Xiaobu already say that Priest Xia was beheaded? How could he still be alive?"

"Contact the clan leader quickly and tell him that Priest Xia has arrived at our headquarters."

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Regardless of whether the priest's strength has disappeared or not, Xia Fenghan's majesty accumulated over the years still disrupted the sentry's position, and even the people approaching quietly from both sides did not notice.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the sentry tower, Xia Fenghan immediately took a few steps forward and said loudly:

"I am Xia Fenghan, put down your weapons and open the wall door."

"Otherwise, as the chief priest, I will sentence you as traitors to the Yunxiao Tribe."

What?

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers on the guard tower became even more panicked, and some of them even hurriedly came down to open the door.

However, just when Xia Fenghan squeezed out a smile, several shotguns suddenly protruded from behind the high wall.

Bang.

Bang.

Low-quality bullets streaked in non-standard straight lines in the air. Most of them were from anti-aircraft guns that had no accurate aim. Occasionally, a few of them missed the mark and hit the open space next to Xia Fenghan.

Xia Fenghan was so shocked that he turned around and ran away, but the next second, he suddenly stopped.

puff..

The sound of bullets entering flesh was heard, and Xia Fenghan lowered his head, his face full of unbelievable shock.

He raised his head with difficulty, but only saw Su Mo jumping out of the passenger seat with a look of regret on his face.

"I'm sorry, Priest Xia, I will help you get revenge!"

After reading this sentence from Su Mo's mouth, Xia Fenghan's will began to weaken, and his legs and feet fell to the ground.

Twelve years in the wasteland, eight years in the priesthood.

He never thought that he would die here, in such a frustrating way.

"Damn it, bump me over. Those people actually killed Priest Xia. Are they going to rebel?"

Sumo pointed at the defensive wall, and more than a dozen cargo trucks that had been arranged in advance stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.

boom.

In the astonished eyes of the soldiers on the sentry tower, the normally stable high wall turned out to be like shoddy construction, with huge gaps opened one after another.

At the same time, thirty people filed out of the carriage, wearing the uniforms of the reconnaissance team, looking at the sentry tower with cold eyes.

"I didn't expect you to dare to shoot at Priest Xia. Surrender now. We will only pursue the person who shot."

"Otherwise, everyone will be buried with him!"

What?

Priest Xia was beaten to death by us?

The recruits on the sentry tower suddenly went numb, and their eyes began to dodge.

Taking advantage of this pause, the cargo truck carrying the residents of the Fire Fist tribe finally drove up.

Zhang Cuicui got out of the car calmly and performed the second wave of facial recognition.

"Chu Xiaoyong just died yesterday, and you want to overthrow him today, right?"

"Come down, are you standing here worried that there will be something wrong with the reinforcements I brought back?"

Adhering to the principle that family scandals should not be publicized, the sentries did not know what happened to Zhang Cuicui.

When they heard her say this, everyone suddenly lost their fighting spirit and retreated from the sentry tower in disgrace.

What awaited them was the manpower that had been ambushed on both sides.

"Go ahead, hand over these people's guns!"

Kong Geliang waved his hand, and the refugees who had been prepared immediately rushed forward, like wolves and tigers.

The clan leader has already said that as long as they perform meritorious service in this battle, they can directly skip the assessment stage and become official residents of the Fire Fist Tribe.

At that time, not only will you enjoy free monthly material rations, but you will also be allocated a house to stay.

If we don’t fight now, when will we wait?
To be continued...