Chapter 1566 Close at Hand

Outside Baijia Village, it happened to be at the outbreak point of the beast tide half a month ago.

A huge tent has already been set up.

Fifty meters behind the tent, there were twenty redstone crossbowmen holding crossbows and thirty Udan spearmen with oil paint on their faces standing in a vigilant posture.

There are also twenty brown-haired warriors holding black rattan sticks and wearing fish skin armor. They are the guards of the Black Water Tribe.

It was precisely after Alva saw the twenty Blackwater guards that he didn't rush to make a move.

The difference from the previous few days is that there are seven or eight scabbed claw marks on Alva's body at this moment, and his unruly long hair is tied behind his head, making him look a bit more wild.

In the past two days, temporarily replacing Patriarch Isaiah and arranging the war for the entire tribe has also allowed Alva to grow rapidly.

When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous.

"Redstone clansmen, how dare you come here... that bastard Basham! Let him come out and die!" Alva held the shield in his left hand, held the meteorite battle ax upside down in his right, and walked towards the huge tent with arrogance. Densely covered with deep red bloodshot.

In front of the tent, an old man with a long beard and a red cloth robe stood side by side with another middle-aged man in a black fishskin suit.

There were seventy burly and strong white-armored warriors behind them, looking forward with hatred at the same time.

However, under Alva's order, they all stood firmly in place without taking a step forward.

"The powerful Alva of the White Jia tribe, Basham made a mess of things, so it is naturally not suitable to appear here, and our young patriarch Yi Zewende is very dissatisfied with Basham's unfavorable handling of affairs." The bearded old man in red robe said with a smile, the wrinkles on his face were like dry bark.

"Just this is enough! Leading troops to attack the Baijia tribe, this is a blood feud." Alva walked to a position ten meters in front of the tent, stood still, and looked at the opposite side with his bright eyes like a falcon, "The black water tribe Elder, do you also want to be enemies of the Baijia clan?"

"I am Kemuler of the Black Water Tribe, respected Brave of the White Armor Tribe, of course the Black Water Tribe has no intention of being your enemy. Today, I am only invited to be a mediator. According to the rules on the grassland, hunters under the stars can sit In the same tent." Kemmler bent slightly.

"The enmity of life and death, Elder Kemuler, you lead people out now, I won't kill you!" Alva's voice was cold, and he could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, and gradually raised the battle axe.

The atmosphere in the arena was tense instantly.

"This is the rule on the grassland. If you kill people in peaceful tents, then this tribe will be spurned by everyone. Alva, what kind of hatred blinds you so much." Kai wearing a fishskin armor Mu Le said peacefully, "Also, I hope to have a dialogue with your patriarch, the brave Isaiah under the sky."

It was also when this question was asked that Elder Edgeworth, who was next to him in a red robe, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Alva's chest bulged heavily, and the breath of his whole body stagnated.

"you!"

Lifting the battle axe, he glared at Kemuler of the Blackwater Tribe.

"Respected brave Alva, your imposing manner scares me, but I am still fulfilling my responsibilities as a mediator." The other party bent down seemingly indifferently.

"If Patriarch Isaiah also means the same thing, then the Blackwater tribe will completely withdraw from this mediation."

Hearing this, Alva's aura calmed down instead, and there was indifference on that sharp-edged face.

"Here today, I, Alva, can call the shots."

"What about Patriarch Isaiah?" Edgeworth squinted his eyes and asked, he glanced at the battle ax in Alva's hand, and a mockery flashed in his pupils.

"The patriarch is afraid that he will come and can't help but kill you."

"It's an honor for me, Edgeworth, to die under the hammer of Patriarch Isaiah. Haha, let's meet."

With the unscrupulous laughter of the Redstone elder Edgeworth, more and more Baijia people gathered outside the village, and they looked forward with hatred at the same time.

The attitude shown by the Redstone missions seemed to them to look down on the provocation with the attitude of an instant winner.

"Then what if I really hit your head with a hammer? Edgeworth!"

A voice as thick as a lion sounded from behind, and at this moment all the Baijia people looked back at the same time.

I saw the patriarch in the animal skin battle robe, walking towards here with great strides.

At the same time, beside him, there was a slim girl who accompanied him all the way.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then instantly ecstatic.

"Master Patriarch!"

"Uncle Isaiah."

"goddess!"

"Teacher Xiao Wang."

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Amidst the chaotic voices, Edgeworth's face froze, but it turned into a smile in an instant.

"It was an honor to see Patriarch Isaiah personally greet him."

"Elder Kemuler of the Blackwater Tribe witnessed that you have such a broad mind, how could you really beat me to death?"

In just two sentences, he lightly diverted what he just said.

Alva's concerned eyes swept over Patriarch Isaiah, and then took a deep look at the girl, with a flash of admiration in his eyes, and then looked at the two of them coldly.

"you!"

"Alva, the Son of the Stars not only has the power to make everyone fear and respect, but also has a heart as vast as the sky. Come, follow me into the big tent."

Throwing the heavy hammer casually, Alva caught it subconsciously.

Looking at that majestic body, a shadow suddenly fell in his heart.

Patriarch's Bone Hammer.

When he left the village...

And never left his palm!

The imposing Isaiah stepped into the big tent first, and then sat on the big animal bone chair on the left without politeness, and said lightly: "Come, let me see the sincerity brought by the Redstone tribe."

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"How could you know our goddess!?"

Lance, who was as tall as a bear, was striding like a shooting star. When he was approaching the village, he heard the news of Enoch, and he was taken aback. He opened his mouth and asked in disbelief.

"My God, are you the hero that Mr. Wang told the children?"

"No, I have to tell Teacher Xiao Wang the news as soon as possible!"

Excitement flashed across Lance's face after the shock.

But when he was about to take a step ahead, he was held back by his companion.

"Fniva, why are you holding me back?"

The companion whispered, "...Alva."

Forehead.

These three words instantly cooled Lance's brain.

"how?"

Mu Fan asked softly.

"Hahaha, no, no, after all, I brought you back, so it's not good to go first." Lance scratched his head embarrassedly, and quickly changed the subject.

"Huh? Why are there so many of us?"

Lance stopped suddenly and looked at the front suspiciously, but there was a shadowy figure.

When he went out from the east gate in the morning, he took a look at the main entrance. There were not so many people.

Is there another wave of beasts?

"who!?"

A shout came from the front.

"I, Lance, I have brought distinguished guests from the tribe, come and entertain them."

Lance greeted with a big smile.

However, an ax-wielding warrior wearing animal skins jumped to the front and back of Lance, but his face was not as relaxed as Lance imagined, but solemn.

"Chief Isaiah is in the big tent in front, talking with people from the Red Stone Tribe and the Black Water Tribe."

"Let's go back to the village first."

After he finished speaking, the ax-wielding warrior took a deep look at Mu Fan, his eyes flicked over the decent combat uniform, doubts appeared in his eyes, but he didn't say much, but nodded in a friendly manner.

"Patriarch Isaiah has woken up, hahahaha, that's great! Come on, brother Mu, I'll take you back to the village first."

Mu Fan's heart, which had been beating vigorously along the way, was finally forcibly suppressed.

He took a deep breath, his eyes seemed to look past the dense grass in front of him, and he nodded slightly.

"It's time to work."

Lance laughed, and stopped the shoulder of the ax-wielding warrior, "Nize, my good brother, why do the bastards of the Redstone tribe dare to come to our village? Didn't Alva kill them?"

"I don't know...the patriarch and the others have been in for a while. Alva wanted to make a move, but was stopped by the patriarch."

A group of people strode through the cover of the last bushes, with a wide field of vision in front of them.

Not far away, the village with a rough atmosphere has come into view.

But the most eye-catching thing is the big tent guarded by rows of soldiers.

"Oh." Lance was not good at thinking about these things. He nodded his head twice in response and asked, "Where is Teacher Xiao Wang?"

"She is also in the big tent." Ni Ze pointed to the left side.

The tall and straight figure who was walking quietly stood still in an instant, and suddenly turned to the side!

Calm breath, instant disorder.