Chapter 1556 Father and Son Flee
However, as soon as the voice on the canoe fell, a sharp whistling sound came from far and near, and a spear flew suddenly from the dense grass, and the moment it landed, the soil was blasted four or five meters high.
The turbulent waves even swept to the surface of the river.
The two figures avoided the spear dangerously. Hearing this, they turned their heads in the direction of the canoe, showing gratitude, but shook their heads resolutely.
There are two figures, one tall and one short, one big and one small.
The older one looks about forty years old, and the younger one is in his early teens.
This seems to be a father and son who went to the distribution village for business.
Everyone is carrying a big bulging bag.
The movements of the two were as vigorous as cheetahs, and the two quickly got into the grass again.
"Can you two run away!"
A tall and thin figure jumped into the air seven or eight meters high, crossed a parabola with a span of more than ten meters, and landed heavily.
boom!
The man pulled out the spear stuck in the mud, and squinted at the three canoes parked in the river beside him.
"The Redstone tribe has a personal grievance, why, do you Qingye tribe want to help the Baijia tribe?"
The Yin Cece's voice came from far to near, and the man jumped up again, and the spear he held in midair pointed at the canoe.
Apparently he had just heard voices from the canoe.
And at this moment, behind the place where he was standing just now, a large number of footsteps sounded.
Dozens of thin and cold figures rushed out of the grass at the same time, and those cold eyes looked at the canoe of the Green Leaf Tribe one after another, with sternness in their eyes.
A big man over two meters tall in the canoe got up to respond when he heard the threat, his face flashed with anger.
However, an old man suddenly shouted violently: "Boluo, shut up!"
Then the old man got up, stood in the huge canoe and shouted to the riverside: "We are just passing by, warriors of the Redstone tribe."
"snort!"
The skinny man who had jumped into the air snorted coldly, glanced over the crowd unkindly, and then submerged into the grass in front with astonishing momentum, and a voice came from afar, "The friend of the enemy is the mortal enemy of my Redstone tribe! "
"Catch those two white-armored reptiles."
A large number of Redstone Tribe fighters behind him responded loudly when they heard the words, and ignored the Qingye Tribe in the canoe.
The sound of rumbling footsteps came one after another, and it took more than 20 seconds for the riverside to return to calm.
The strong man Bo Luo who was just stopped glared at the old man, "Why did you stop me, our Green Leaf Tribe is not a vassal of his Red Stone Tribe!"
"Then you let these old, weak, sick and disabled accompany you to die? If the Redstone tribe cuts off our trade, where will our tribe go to get salt to eat?"
The old man asked in a stern tone. The strong man Boluo wanted to speak, but finally stopped.
The Redstone tribe is too domineering, so domineering that they can annex those small tribes for any reason.
As for why the Baijia tribe was being targeted... Of course they have heard about it.
Isn't it just the emergence of a goddess with both wisdom and beauty?
Then he was targeted by Yi Zewende, the son of the patriarch of the Red Stone Tribe.
That young patriarch, who was wanton and tyrannical, had ruined countless women, and now he is targeting the goddess of the Baijia tribe.
If the Baijia tribe agrees, they will be damned.
Isaiah, a man like a lion, doesn't rub the sand in his eyes!
With the soles of his feet, he could imagine what would happen if the Redstone Tribe went to meet the important people of the Baijia Tribe.
It's just that I really didn't expect that the Redstone tribe has become so shameless. It was obvious that they were attacking and killing the buyers of the Baijia tribe just now.
This is trying to force the opponent to death.
The other party is on the rise, if the Qingye tribe, whose population is even sparser than that of the Baijia tribe, stands out rashly, it is purely sending the lives of the whole tribe.
On this perilous grassland, this kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to be carried on with emotion.
"Let's go! Don't get involved."
So the two sides of the three canoes started to make shocking waves again, and after just three seconds, they galloped on the big river like arrows leaving the string.
Under the gray sky, the unique silence of this area returned.
Those plump fish showed their heads again, and continued to eat aquatic plants unscrupulously.
Every day is precarious, and the truth is to live well in front of you.
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"Abba, wheezing...my throat hurts...my chest is about to explode."
The figure of the child who was more than twice as short, panted and said to the side.
"I, I can't run anymore."
These two figures turned out to be a father and son.
Under the faint moonlight, the child showed a side face covered with beads of sweat, reflecting the strong and stocky body and dark skin. It was clearly the little fat boy who was late for Wang Nuonuo's class.
"Enoch, don't you think of the warriors of the tribe? Dad is carrying the shoulder bag for you. Don't stop, don't stop!"
The middle-aged man next to him grabbed the little fat man's shoulder bag and resisted, his face was full of arrogance when he was cornered.
As a father at this time, all he can do is to use his own way to reduce some of the burden on his son.
There was no way he could lose the huge sack he was carrying.
Refined salt is the most valuable material produced by the Redstone Tribe.
No matter how strong a person is, if he does not eat salt, his body will become weak and weak.
What's more, there are countless star beasts ready to move in the surrounding grass that does not know how much murderous intent it contains.
The battle damage of the Baijia tribe has reached the moment when they must withdraw their troops.
For those fresh troops who will continue to fight, even if there is a shortage of salt, it must be enough.
And Beardsley, the hunter and businessman of the Baijia tribe, shouldered the heavy responsibility of bringing the needed supplies to the whole tribe.
If he is willful, then what awaits the clansmen may be a disaster of destruction.
"So, we must not die, we must not fall behind!"
The middle-aged Beardsley could only keep cheering for his son.
The family members of the Baijia tribe were waiting for them.
Goddess Teacher Xiao Wang, a gift from heaven to the tribe, must not be touched by that bastard Yi Zewende.
Whoosh!
There was a sudden sound of breaking through the back of my head.
Beardsley sideways sideways hastily, and when he was about to look back, he saw another spear falling silently towards the little fat man out of the corner of his eye.
Suddenly Beardsley's eyes turned red.
Only the Udan spearmen of the Redstone tribe can throw this silent spear throwing.
And the dispatch habit of Udan Spearman...
Never stay alive.
At this time, the spear that was running towards the back of the little fat Enoch's head was like this.
As long as it hits in less than a second, the little fat man's body will be instantly penetrated.
Even though Beardsley was carrying double weight at this moment, he made a quicker movement.
He slammed into the side suddenly, and Enoch was caught off guard and was sent flying. When he landed, there was a clear voice in his ears at the same time...
puff!
That was the sound of a sharp spear piercing through the body.
"Go... ah!"
Beardsley spat out a mouthful of blood, grabbed the spear with one hand... and pulled it out abruptly.
The middle-aged man strode forward.
Even though his vision became more and more blurred, Beardsley never had the slightest idea of decadence.
The symptoms of dizziness caused by blood loss finally manifested.
But even so, Beardsley didn't slow down a bit.
"Enoch, if Dad dies...don't collect Dad's body, keep running, don't stop."
"Let's go, and we will arrive after three more rivers!"
Beardsley's face seemed to shine with a gleam of light.