After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe.

Chapter 107 The Great Defeat of Xiaoyang, A Blood Oath of Alliance
"Hold on! Hold on!"

"Shieldbearer, fill the gap!"

Qiu Xiong spoke loudly, rebuking the Xiaoyang tribe soldiers behind him.

Its own tribal soldiers were acting as supervisors from behind. In this head-on battle, it was natural not to send its own tribal soldiers to their deaths.

"Hold on tight! Let the humans get closer!"

As the bear roared, a series of resounding, thunderous sounds were suddenly heard.

Boom boom boom!
The giant arrow flew out from the main formation of the Blazing Flame Clan, its first target being the leading warrior of the Owl Sun Clan at the very front.

"Damn it! Your great-grandmother!"

In an instant, the bear hiding behind the giant shield felt a chill run down its spine. It abandoned its mount and leaped backward.

When the bear leaped backward, Muqiu and Muxun noticed it as well.

More than a hundred streaks of light shot through the air; who could withstand that?

Rumble!
The shields that the Xiaoyang tribe soldiers used to block their way were pierced through in an instant, as if they were made of paper.

The shield wall collapsed instantly.

In order to force the scattered tribal troops to line up at the front, Muqiu and others gathered all these tribal chiefs together and placed them at the front of the formation as commanders.

Those who can become clan leaders are all Heavenly Vein Warriors, so they can lead the charge.

Now that's it. The giant arrow pierced through these tribal chiefs, and its immense power carried them backward, embedding them into the bodies of their own Xiaoyang tribe soldiers.

In an instant, those of the same bloodline merged.

Blood streaks pierced through the Xiaoyang army formation, and the thousands of Xiaoyang soldiers were instantly shattered by the giant arrows.

The first few crocodilians roared to the sky after being stabbed, but one was particularly unlucky; it was hit by several arrows and collapsed.

Even the thickest skin can't withstand such a fierce attack.

"Fire arrows!"

"Fire arrows!"

The tribal soldiers on both sides also saw an opportunity, and with the blazing main formation in the middle, they began to fire arrows towards the Xiaoyang tribe soldiers.

A dense swarm of arrows rained down from the sky.

The soldiers of the Xiaoyang tribe caught the arrows with deadly accuracy, each one hitting flesh. Even as they were running, they were slammed to the ground with a 'thud,' their backs instantly riddled with thorns.

"put!"

The giant crossbow rang out once more.

Upon hearing the commotion, the Xiaoyang tribe soldiers turned and began to run away.

Each arrow can carry a few arrows, but this one can carry dozens of them.

If one or two giant crossbows could be used to pray for ancestral blessings, then with so many giant arrows, even the ancestors must have shown favoritism.

No, that's not right either. They are all members of the Xiaoyang Sanmai clan, similar to a small, remote tribe of humans. Their ancestors may not remember these collateral branches.

"Where are our giant crossbows! Quick! Aim them at the human leader and fire!"

The bear roared, and the giant crossbow was hidden behind the scattered troops' formation, controlled by their own warriors. They originally planned to have their people launch a sneak attack with the giant crossbow during the charge.

Now things are all in chaos.

It used its giant crossbow as a trump card, preparing to assassinate the Blazing Flame Clan Chief.

Unexpectedly, the Blazing Flame Tribe laid down their giant crossbows.

This was used as a regular bow and arrow.

"Puff puff!"

Just as the bear finished roaring, a giant arrow pierced right in front of it, with several of its kin hanging from it in agony.

How can this be played?

They only have ten giant crossbows, but the opposing side has at least two hundred.

Aren't the northern lands inhabited by barbarians of the human race?
I thought Blazing Flame would just launch a sneak attack, but I didn't expect him to build giant crossbows.

"What are you standing there for? Get back to base! We're about to be overwhelmed by this bunch of trash."

Mu Xun roared at Qiu Xiong from a distance, and the scattered Xiao Yang tribe soldiers were completely routed. The fleeing soldiers rushed towards their main tribe soldiers behind them.

"Those who retreat, kill!"

The warriors of Xiaoyang who remained in the three tribes to control their clansmen also showed no mercy. Facing the scattered tribesmen returning in defeat, they unleashed a volley of arrows that directly halted the retreating soldiers' charge.

"Can't retreat!"

Mu Xun roared once more, "Charge back!"

If we retreat now, we will be severely beaten by the human race and fall into the water.

"Charge them!"

Mu Xun approached Qiu Xiong and Mu Qiu urgently and said, "The giant crossbow is useless, but we still have witchcraft!"
We must eliminate the Blazing Flame Clan Chief, or we'll never have a good life again!

"Get this going!"

"The crossbow is slow to load arrows, so if you charge fast, it can't be fired more than a few times."

"I'll lead the way."

With a ferocious expression, the bear grabbed a thick iron rod and leaped out.

"Boom!"

With a single blow, the incoming giant arrow was shattered.

"Charge! Slaughter all these weak humans! What are you afraid of? They're only relying on their giant crossbows!"

“You bunch of good-for-nothings, you were beaten to a pulp by the savages of the North. Aren’t you afraid of being laughed at by your own people for the rest of your lives when this gets back to your ancestral land?”

"How many giant crossbows are there? Scatter, all of you!"

The soldiers of the three branches of the Xiaoyang tribe threw away their large shields and launched a thunderous charge. Although some were constantly knocked down by arrows, many more Xiaoyang tribesmen charged forward with arrows still attached to their heads.

The arrow that missed its mark and remained lodged in their bodies only fueled the tyranny of the Xiaoyang tribe.

Huo Tang sat atop the Rift Mountain Kui, his long sword pointing into the distance, and suddenly let out a roar.

"kill!"

The combined forces of tens of thousands of tribes also discarded their large shields. Apart from the rear guard led by Volcano and the giant crossbowmen, they quickly clashed with the Xiaoyang tribe's troops.

The earth shook violently, and shouts of battle filled the air.

Upon seeing this scene, the volcano suddenly pulled out a magic pouch from its waist, and several stone platforms were released from the pouch.

The stone platform was over three zhang high. After landing, several crossbowmen quickly grabbed their giant crossbows and jumped onto the platform.

The remaining crossbowmen spread out in a fan shape in front of the rear formation, reloading their giant arrows into the crossbows to guard against any possible accidents.

Meanwhile, in the rear, large timbers were lifted from the ground and quickly driven into the earth to build new wooden platforms.

The crossbowmen on the stone platform did not rush to fire the arrows after loading them.

"Chirp!"

Loud cries rang out one after another.

"Southeast, there's Xiaoyang, clad in silver armor!"

Fire Ginger, who controls bird detection, quickly located the loach.

There was no other way; the chieftains of the three major branch tribes wore much better armor than their fellow tribesmen.

Several giant crossbows, positioned high above, shot down towards the silver-armored figure amidst the chaos.

In the midst of the battle, Mu Qiu cleaved the human in front of him with a single slash, and instinctively swung his sword back.

Boom!

The blade collided with the incoming giant arrow, shattering it. The loach was jolted backward and rolled away.

Giant arrows were nearby, piercing the ground one after another.

shhhhhh!
Wherever it ran, the giant arrow followed.

"what!"

The disheveled Muqiu was furious.

Having a giant crossbow is shameless.

It dared not linger for even a moment, constantly changing positions in the chaotic battlefield.

"Muqiu, you cowardly idiot!"

On the other side, the grizzly bear roared and charged at Huotang, engaging him in combat. However, a group of masked figures in black armor surrounded Huotang.

The black-armored man exuded a chilling aura, and his eyes revealed a bloodthirsty look when he saw it.

"Take action quickly!"

The bear, its body constantly being torn apart by the blades, felt that if this continued, it would be eaten by these bloodthirsty humans.

"Can't wait any longer!"

On the other side, the sturgeon was also struggling to dodge the giant crossbow bolts.

These giant arrows seemed to have eyes, whistling as they hurtled towards it.

If the three of them could get close to the Fire Tower, they could use witchcraft to turn the tide of battle, but now they couldn't even get close to the Fire Tower.

"Take action!"

Seeing that the distance was no more than a hundred feet, Mu Xun took out a horn from his pocket, put it to his mouth, and began to blow it.

The horn was dark, with blood-red patterns on it, and suddenly released beams of blood-red light.

Seeing this, Muqiu and Qiuxiong also took out the same horns and blew them.

At this moment, the auras of the Xiaoyang Clan warriors present were instantly stirred, forming a giant wave that surged towards the direction of Huotang.

"Cunning human, die!"

The bear roared and grabbed the horn that had been blown, then flung it violently toward the fire pit.

A burst of bloody light shot out from the horn and hurtled towards the fire tower.

"Qiang!"

The moment the blood-red light struck, Huo Fu activated the Great Imperial Sword Talisman he had prepared beforehand on the Kui Niu behind Huo Tang.

The air currents from all directions were stirred up by the shamanic runes, rising up and transforming into a giant sword five zhang in size, which slashed down in the face of the bloody light.

Click!

Blood splattered into a mist beneath the giant sword, but the sword's power remained undiminished as it slashed down towards Xiong Qiu with its sharp edge.

shhhhh!

At that moment, the horns in the hands of Muqiu and Muxun also flashed with blood.

Clang!

Two more sword-controlling talismans were activated, and two five-zhang-long giant swords slashed down in succession. After falling, they created a sword groove over a hundred zhang long on the ground, and the figures on both sides were knocked away.

"kill!"

Huo Tang let out a cold voice, raised his right hand, and his long sword, burning with ethereal blood flames, instantly locked onto the nearest serpentine bear.

Boom!

The long blade pierced through the air, carrying unparalleled killing power, and instantly penetrated the bear's shoulder.

The bear's shoulder exploded, and a piece of its metallic inner armor shattered. Its body flew out and crashed into a group of figures. Then, it leaped up and dashed backward without looking back.

"retreat!"

They were just ganging up on Huotang when, in the blink of an eye, Qiuxiong was severely injured and fled, which terrified Muqiu and Muxun.

They retreated rapidly, disappearing a hundred feet away in the blink of an eye.

How can we fight this war?

Giant crossbows are available, and sorcery is available.

Who the hell said that all the people of the North are barbarians?

They are the barbarians!

As the Muqiu and Muxun were defeated and the Qiuxiong was severely injured and fled, the Xiaoyang tribe in the field could no longer hold on and began to flee in large numbers into the distant mountains and forests.

shhhhhh!
The giant crossbow, perched high above, finally stopped bothering to distinguish friend from foe and unleashed a barrage of attacks on the figure running on all fours.

Among the crowd chasing the Xiaoyang tribe soldiers, Huo Fu rushed to the front. Seeing a group of Xiaoyang running ahead, he pulled out a witch talisman and activated it.

The ground ahead suddenly trembled violently, and small hills resembling earth spikes rose from the ground, moving even faster than the Xiaoyang Clan.

In an instant, they forced all the Xiaoyang Clan members to settle on the rocky mountain.

This scene caught the attention of the humans who were also chasing the Xiaoyang Clan, and they all quickly moved to hide in the distance on either side.

This guy is someone you can't afford to mess with.

……

The hunt for the remnants of the Xiaoyang tribe continued until evening, and over ten thousand Xiaoyang corpses lay scattered on the wasteland south of the Zhu River.

A resounding victory swept away the fear that the warriors of all tribes had of the Xiaoyang Clan.

Before this, they had been chased all over the mountains by the Xiaoyang Clan, and countless clansmen had died at the hands of the Xiaoyang.

This battle clearly showed all the tribes that even if the Xiaoyang tribe was physically stronger than the human race, they were still just four limbs and a head.

As long as humans are willing to cultivate and are equipped with weapons and armor, they are no worse than the elite soldiers of the Xiaoyang tribe.

The remains of Xiao Yang were dragged back one by one, and the armor and personal belongings on his body were removed.

Huotang walked through the makeshift camp, checking on the wounded soldiers.

The Blazing Flame Clan's healers were divided into more than a dozen teams, treating the wounded warriors from various tribes.

Although the battle was a great victory, the human race also suffered heavy losses, especially the soldiers of various tribes.

The martial arts traditions of each sect were already weak, and they only managed to win by following the Blazing Flame; otherwise, the losses would have been even greater.

In the wounded soldiers' camp, a group of over a hundred figures huddled together, surrounded by their tribesmen who had died in battle.

Among those who died in battle were their tribal chiefs.

The remaining leader, Lin Zhong, looked somewhat dejected, and the other clansmen also looked rather unwell.

It is common for warriors from various tribes in the Great Wilderness to suffer casualties, but when a Heavenly Vein warrior who stands as the pillar of a tribe dies, how will their tribe survive?

Huotang walked over and glanced at Lin Ji, who had died in battle.

"After this battle, the Yanglin tribe can send people to my Zhiyan tribe to cultivate. The Zhiyan tribe will train a Heavenly Vein Warrior for the Yanglin tribe."

"While the Yanglin tribe lacks a Celestial Vein warrior to oversee it, you are under the protection of my Blazing Flame tribe. If any other tribe invades, my Blazing Flame tribe will certainly safeguard you."

Upon hearing this, not only did the warriors of the Yanglin tribe show hope in their eyes, but other injured warriors and tribal chiefs also looked up at Huotang.

"This rule shall be followed by all departments; this is my promise to everyone, Zhiyan."

"My Blazing Flame Sect has a Witch Temple, with a third-level witch in charge, and hundreds of witches and witches' apprentices."

"There is a Martial Hall, and a complete cultivation method from the shattered stone to the heavenly vein."

"Anyone with talent is welcome to train at my Blazing Flame Cultivation."

"Chief Huo, is Zhiyan truly going to open up cultivation inheritance?"

Some people were still somewhat surprised and skeptical of this statement.

This is a martial arts heritage, and also a witchcraft heritage. Every tribe keeps it hidden in their clan like a treasure.

"If you do not believe me, today is the day of our great victory over Xiaoyang. I will swear an oath of blood with you all and make this an agreement."

"I believe in Chief Huo!"

Canghe, the fellow whose hair turned white before he was old, was the first to respond.

"The crane is willing to regard the blazing flame as its supreme virtue."

“My Yanglin tribe is the same.” Lin Zhong quickly realized.

……

into the night.

On the battlefield, where the bloodshed had not yet subsided, bonfires burned brightly, illuminating all directions.

The Crocodile Dragon, which had been injured but was not yet dead, was dragged up and killed.

Since there was no bowl, they used their helmets as bowls, and used the river water as wine, dripping blood from the crocodile dragon's forehead into them.

With the fire altar in front, facing forty-three tribal chiefs, they swore an oath by blood.

Before Huotang could speak, Lin Zhong stepped forward and spoke.

"Chief Huo, you have won a great victory over Xiaoyang in this battle and have also gifted us your martial arts heritage. Lin Zhongyuan of my Yanglin tribe respects Zhiyan as our superior, and will pay tribute every year and obey your orders."

These words abruptly interrupted Cang He, who was still preparing for the next move. He suddenly opened his eyes and glared at Lin Zhong with hatred.

(End of this chapter)