Otherwise, you will know that the Yan tribe culture is profound and profound.

But Alan was stunned, Caesar was not stupid.

It quickly ordered his subordinates to retreat, isolate the fire, and then directed some of them to dig the soil and buried their companions who had just rubbed against Mars into the soil.

It is trying to minimize casualties.

"It's a pity..."

The raging fire burned for two hours before it went out.

Allen also counted the losses this time.

Including Valli, at least more than 400 subordinates lost their lives forever.

More than a hundred burns of varying degrees were also suffered.

Most of them are permanently disabled, and some are still able to go back to the battlefield after a while.

"Allen, the leader means let's go ahead."

Caesar walked over with a serious look on his face.

During these two busy hours, it had gone back to report to the leader.

However, the leader did not understand them and asked them to go back and rest, but continued to attack.

This made it feel like it was the first time it met the leader.

His cruel and fierce side is completely different from the past.

Allen nodded, looking at the ashes behind the fire, without saying anything.

The command of the leader was as expected by it.

Although Hog usually looks harmonious and amiable, he knows that hidden in the leader's heart is a cold heart.

If half of the tribe is sacrificed, the tribe can develop more.

The leader understood that he should sacrifice this half of his tribe without hesitation.

Because as long as the race is still there, more tribes will be able to reproduce sooner or later.

Therefore, it is very common to sacrifice in the eyes of the leader.

After a long time.

Alan still looked at the ashes in the distance and said in a hoarse voice: "Let everyone eat some dry food and then rectify the troops."

It has been more than three hours since the gnoll has arrived in this plane.

If it is normal, of course I won't go hungry.

But war is a high-intensity physical job.

They have exhausted a lot of physical strength by eliminating traps, digging shallow paths, and charging.

So it is necessary to rest.

What's more, they are not professional armies, but just warriors in the form of tribes.

"Um."

Seeing his eyes full of blood and even his voice became Alan, Caesar felt distressed.

It must be very stressed and sad.

After all, Valli and it are their best friends.

After a while, Caesar shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and began to arrange for his subordinates to rest.

Allen is under great pressure, so how can it be less stressed?

After an hour passed, the remaining thousand were still in the rest of the rogues, and their morale finally recovered a little.

At this time, the residual heat in the ashes finally cooled down.

"charge."

After Allen finished speaking, he took the lead and rushed out first.

After crossing the ashes, it saw thousands of skeleton soldiers.

There was no pause or hesitation at all.

Allen rushed over with a mace.

At this moment, it suddenly fell and it fell into the trap.

The half-meter-long wooden thorn instantly penetrated its soles.

-10

However, the Ten Points of Damage did not make Alan say a word, but instead jumped out of the trap and continued to rush forward.

The werewolf behind it saw that his boss was so powerful, and endured the pain and jumped out of the trap one after another.

After all, they all have eighty health points, and this little damage will not cost them any life.

The powerful lower limbs of the werewolf make them jump out easily.

Looking at the skeleton soldier near me.

Allen roared.

"kill!!!"

This killing roared out the infinite anger and all the hatred in its heart.

And the determination to avenge your friends.
Chapter completed!