As soon as the order was issued, the warriors of the Bone-Sharpening Clan immediately pulled out their weapons and did not even do basic temptations, so they came over from both sides of the high platform.
No matter how well-established Aosha showed, they were only four of them.
This number of people cannot even control his own territory at half-time. When twenty-two people complete the encirclement, Aosha will fall into a dilemma of being attacked from both sides.
As warriors who make a living by duels, they will never have any concerns in such a life-and-death battle. From the moment they climbed to the high platform, they had already dedicated their lives to the Three Gods.
This is both a battle for power and a battle to please the gods.
Then they heard the sad and gentle singing.
The chanting of the Silver Moon of Drow instantly overshadowed the roar of the earth fire and the roar of the black water of the Styx.
This tune is ethereal and pleasant, as if it comes from the distant sky, but the loss, pain and mourning contained in it are so rich that it is true. Anyone who hears it can't help but want to shed tears.
This made the bone-cutting warriors pause.
No...stop!
What are you... doing?
Stop, you are blaspheming the holy land!
traitor!
I'm going to kill you!
The bystanders suddenly changed their expressions. Some pointed at the bone-cutting clan and shouted loudly, while others covered their faces and cried, as if they had encountered something extremely sad.
Turam could hardly believe his eyes!
He saw the bone-cutting warriors turn around and kill their tribe members. In a blink of an eye, the watchtower was splashed with boiling blood, and the scimitar passed through the intestines, and his heads rolled down from the stage, his face still filled with astonishment and disbelief.
Paired with sad music, it seems like a record of this amazing massacre.
However, it was only a short moment.
When he blinked again, the tragic scene in front of him disappeared without a trace, and the twenty-two warriors were still approaching, but their pace was much slower.
They can't help but slow down. The tribe behind them should be their strongest support and their spiritual maintenance.
They lived and died for the clan and won power, while the clans cheered and shouted for them, treating them as heroes, but now they are completely turned upside down. The cries and scolding of the clans made them wonder, and even the other big clans in charge of Tiesha City glared at them, as if they had committed some unforgivable crime.
The warriors are not afraid of powerful enemies, but they cannot ignore the rebukes of brothers.
Could this be the power of Princess Aosha?
But...how is it possible?
Turam has not seen a force that can control people's hearts. For example, Kaba of the Sandstone clan is a powerful goddess with similar abilities, but he has never heard of a goddess who can make this illusory power exceed ten steps!
He touched the Divine Punishment Stone hanging around his neck, and looked at the location where his new owner Zhuoer Yinyue stood, which was far more than ten steps from the observation deck. Are those who were shirtless and obviously crying and crying without wearing the Divine Stone really caused by her singing?
He believed that this question also existed in the heart of the bone-cutting warrior.
For the duel, this hesitation is fatal.
Everything happened in a moment.
Just as they slowed down, Andrea took the lead.
Instead of taking off the short bow behind her, she pulled out the feather arrow and threw it at the duel closest to her.
Perhaps it was affected by the off-field or the opponent did not hold a bow, so he lowered his vigilance. The Bone-Slippery Warriors did not make a blocking response as soon as possible. When they saw the arrow that was no different from the arrows flying straight towards them, it was too late to avoid them.
The four feather arrows are no less than the powerful shooting of a strong bow!
Each arrow passed under the right clavicle of the target and stuck in the bones, making the knife-holding hand no longer use any strength, which also caused the four people to completely lose their combat ability.
A break suddenly appeared in the encirclement.
The singing echoed on the platform suddenly changed, and the previous sad tune suddenly became excited and high-pitched. Every compact drum beat seemed to be hitting in my heart, making people feel excited!
Ashes's figure was like a black shadow, showing her unreasonable power once again, and her steps were still flowing.
With the left hand blocking and the right hand hammer dancing, no one can block her attack.
Moreover, she did not smash the person with a hammer head, but held the hammer handle horizontally and rushed around the stage. Soon six or seven people fell down at her feet.
The Bone-Sharpening Warriors, who have the advantage in numbers, are in a dilemma.
Continue to scatter around the two wings, not to mention how to bypass the ashes and fill the gap on the other side, this process alone will be overwhelmed by Andrea's projection.
Even if you use a shield to block your body, you will be nailed through the soles of your feet by arrows that look like eyes.
As for the divine stone arrows shot out in a hurry, they not only cannot threaten the other party, but the divine stones that fall to the ground will also be shattered by an iron axe acting as a guard. It is a precious thing worth dozens of golden dragons!
If the siege is cancelled, the advantage of their large population will be lost.
Everyone, get closer to me!
Perhaps seeing that this would not work, a warrior yelled, gathering the remaining ten people who could stand beside him.
At this time of battle, everyone had seen that although the declaration of Ashes was extremely arrogant, no one died in battle so far.
If she wanted to kill someone, no one could stop the hammer.
Every warrior is a precious wealth of the clan. This practice has won the respect of all the major onlookers, and naturally includes the bone-cutting duels who are not afraid of sacrifice and are willing to sacrifice their lives for the sacred duel. However, that must be meaningful, not blindly dying.
Mother Earth is not a bloodthirsty person. She praises courage and strength, but does not want to see fearless death.
The warriors took their weapons back to their waists, and everyone squeezed into a row, stretching out their hands forward, and the meaning was self-evident.
Oh.
Ashes smiled easily, threw down the wooden shield, raised the long-handled iron hammer, and rushed towards the crowd.
The two forces collided fiercely!
oh!
come on!
Hold on!
There were chaotic shouts on the watchtower, but they did not point out the clan, as if it was no longer important who won or lost at this moment. People just wanted to see a contest that demonstrated their courage!
The bystanders who were crying a lot the moment ago now clenched their fists, staring at the center of the platform without blinking, but Toulam didn't feel anything strange at all. The drum beats on the field were rising and falling, like a trumpet that urged everyone to move forward bravely, making every listener excited, as if they were not an audience, but participants in this sacred duel!
At this moment, the Ashes' upper body was stretched into a tilted straight line, and his feet were bent back and forth, and they actually formed a stalemate with more than ten people from the Bone-Sharpening Clan.
The muscles on her arms formed a perfect arc, like the best interpretation of strength and beauty.
But this is not a duel against the entire clan.
When Iron Axe, Andrea and Dowl Silver Moon joined the tug-of-war one after another, the balance was broken.
Four people pushed more than ten people forward slowly, approaching towards the edge of the platform step by step. Every step took would make a noise in the crowd of people watching. Tulam couldn't help but shout and wave his arms.
After a period of climbing, the music finally reached its peak.
The steps forward were finally combined with the drum beat at this moment, and the bone-cutting warriors were no longer able to resist. The four of them yelled in unison and pushed all the more than ten people behind the hammer off the platform!
The music came to an abrupt end at the same time, but the inspiring aftertaste still echoed in everyone's ears and never dissipated for a long time...
The winner, the Aosha clan!
No matter how well-established Aosha showed, they were only four of them.
This number of people cannot even control his own territory at half-time. When twenty-two people complete the encirclement, Aosha will fall into a dilemma of being attacked from both sides.
As warriors who make a living by duels, they will never have any concerns in such a life-and-death battle. From the moment they climbed to the high platform, they had already dedicated their lives to the Three Gods.
This is both a battle for power and a battle to please the gods.
Then they heard the sad and gentle singing.
The chanting of the Silver Moon of Drow instantly overshadowed the roar of the earth fire and the roar of the black water of the Styx.
This tune is ethereal and pleasant, as if it comes from the distant sky, but the loss, pain and mourning contained in it are so rich that it is true. Anyone who hears it can't help but want to shed tears.
This made the bone-cutting warriors pause.
No...stop!
What are you... doing?
Stop, you are blaspheming the holy land!
traitor!
I'm going to kill you!
The bystanders suddenly changed their expressions. Some pointed at the bone-cutting clan and shouted loudly, while others covered their faces and cried, as if they had encountered something extremely sad.
Turam could hardly believe his eyes!
He saw the bone-cutting warriors turn around and kill their tribe members. In a blink of an eye, the watchtower was splashed with boiling blood, and the scimitar passed through the intestines, and his heads rolled down from the stage, his face still filled with astonishment and disbelief.
Paired with sad music, it seems like a record of this amazing massacre.
However, it was only a short moment.
When he blinked again, the tragic scene in front of him disappeared without a trace, and the twenty-two warriors were still approaching, but their pace was much slower.
They can't help but slow down. The tribe behind them should be their strongest support and their spiritual maintenance.
They lived and died for the clan and won power, while the clans cheered and shouted for them, treating them as heroes, but now they are completely turned upside down. The cries and scolding of the clans made them wonder, and even the other big clans in charge of Tiesha City glared at them, as if they had committed some unforgivable crime.
The warriors are not afraid of powerful enemies, but they cannot ignore the rebukes of brothers.
Could this be the power of Princess Aosha?
But...how is it possible?
Turam has not seen a force that can control people's hearts. For example, Kaba of the Sandstone clan is a powerful goddess with similar abilities, but he has never heard of a goddess who can make this illusory power exceed ten steps!
He touched the Divine Punishment Stone hanging around his neck, and looked at the location where his new owner Zhuoer Yinyue stood, which was far more than ten steps from the observation deck. Are those who were shirtless and obviously crying and crying without wearing the Divine Stone really caused by her singing?
He believed that this question also existed in the heart of the bone-cutting warrior.
For the duel, this hesitation is fatal.
Everything happened in a moment.
Just as they slowed down, Andrea took the lead.
Instead of taking off the short bow behind her, she pulled out the feather arrow and threw it at the duel closest to her.
Perhaps it was affected by the off-field or the opponent did not hold a bow, so he lowered his vigilance. The Bone-Slippery Warriors did not make a blocking response as soon as possible. When they saw the arrow that was no different from the arrows flying straight towards them, it was too late to avoid them.
The four feather arrows are no less than the powerful shooting of a strong bow!
Each arrow passed under the right clavicle of the target and stuck in the bones, making the knife-holding hand no longer use any strength, which also caused the four people to completely lose their combat ability.
A break suddenly appeared in the encirclement.
The singing echoed on the platform suddenly changed, and the previous sad tune suddenly became excited and high-pitched. Every compact drum beat seemed to be hitting in my heart, making people feel excited!
Ashes's figure was like a black shadow, showing her unreasonable power once again, and her steps were still flowing.
With the left hand blocking and the right hand hammer dancing, no one can block her attack.
Moreover, she did not smash the person with a hammer head, but held the hammer handle horizontally and rushed around the stage. Soon six or seven people fell down at her feet.
The Bone-Sharpening Warriors, who have the advantage in numbers, are in a dilemma.
Continue to scatter around the two wings, not to mention how to bypass the ashes and fill the gap on the other side, this process alone will be overwhelmed by Andrea's projection.
Even if you use a shield to block your body, you will be nailed through the soles of your feet by arrows that look like eyes.
As for the divine stone arrows shot out in a hurry, they not only cannot threaten the other party, but the divine stones that fall to the ground will also be shattered by an iron axe acting as a guard. It is a precious thing worth dozens of golden dragons!
If the siege is cancelled, the advantage of their large population will be lost.
Everyone, get closer to me!
Perhaps seeing that this would not work, a warrior yelled, gathering the remaining ten people who could stand beside him.
At this time of battle, everyone had seen that although the declaration of Ashes was extremely arrogant, no one died in battle so far.
If she wanted to kill someone, no one could stop the hammer.
Every warrior is a precious wealth of the clan. This practice has won the respect of all the major onlookers, and naturally includes the bone-cutting duels who are not afraid of sacrifice and are willing to sacrifice their lives for the sacred duel. However, that must be meaningful, not blindly dying.
Mother Earth is not a bloodthirsty person. She praises courage and strength, but does not want to see fearless death.
The warriors took their weapons back to their waists, and everyone squeezed into a row, stretching out their hands forward, and the meaning was self-evident.
Oh.
Ashes smiled easily, threw down the wooden shield, raised the long-handled iron hammer, and rushed towards the crowd.
The two forces collided fiercely!
oh!
come on!
Hold on!
There were chaotic shouts on the watchtower, but they did not point out the clan, as if it was no longer important who won or lost at this moment. People just wanted to see a contest that demonstrated their courage!
The bystanders who were crying a lot the moment ago now clenched their fists, staring at the center of the platform without blinking, but Toulam didn't feel anything strange at all. The drum beats on the field were rising and falling, like a trumpet that urged everyone to move forward bravely, making every listener excited, as if they were not an audience, but participants in this sacred duel!
At this moment, the Ashes' upper body was stretched into a tilted straight line, and his feet were bent back and forth, and they actually formed a stalemate with more than ten people from the Bone-Sharpening Clan.
The muscles on her arms formed a perfect arc, like the best interpretation of strength and beauty.
But this is not a duel against the entire clan.
When Iron Axe, Andrea and Dowl Silver Moon joined the tug-of-war one after another, the balance was broken.
Four people pushed more than ten people forward slowly, approaching towards the edge of the platform step by step. Every step took would make a noise in the crowd of people watching. Tulam couldn't help but shout and wave his arms.
After a period of climbing, the music finally reached its peak.
The steps forward were finally combined with the drum beat at this moment, and the bone-cutting warriors were no longer able to resist. The four of them yelled in unison and pushed all the more than ten people behind the hammer off the platform!
The music came to an abrupt end at the same time, but the inspiring aftertaste still echoed in everyone's ears and never dissipated for a long time...
The winner, the Aosha clan!
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