The Dali Temple System of Crossing

Chapter 287
"The leader of the Giant Stone Tribe, I have also dealt with him several times. Although his position was wrong at the time, he was an upright person, he acted informally, and had the style of a general. Moreover, 80.00% of the reason why the Giant Stone Tribe is strong is due to This is the leader of the boulder." The leader of the Wuwu tribe talked eloquently.

Cui Ge crossed Erlang's legs, looked at the leader of the Wu Wu tribe leisurely, and said, "Want Wu blood beads?"

The leader of the Wuwu tribe smiled and said: "The Wu blood bead is the property of an adult, and the subordinates dare not make mistakes."

But Trigg saw desire in his eyes, but luckily it wasn't desire. If it were desire, Trigg would have taken his head off his neck by now.

"Okay, don't take it too seriously. I will give you the Mist Blood Bead sooner or later, but this time, I won't give it to you. If you want the Mist Blood Bead, it depends on how useful your Mist Witch tribe can be."

Cui Ge pointed to the battle down the mountain and said.

At this time, the two parties at the bottom of the mountain were already fighting in full swing, but at this time it was just the beginning, and the real war had not yet begun.

Soon.

Between the two sides, both called gold to withdraw their troops.

The two camps saw each other again, leaving only corpses, poisonous insects and poisons all over the ground.

When Cui Ge saw this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "It seems that I can hold on for a while, don't worry."

Cui Ge is not satisfied yet, for this level of loss, for both parties, it is really a drop in the bucket.Just like two roosters fighting each other, the feathers shake off during the fight, without any damage.

The leader of the Wuwu tribe said: "My lord, since they don't want to fight to the death, why don't we contribute to the flames?"

When Trigg heard this, a smirk appeared on his lips. He looked at the leader of the Mist Witch tribe and said with a smile, "Tell me, do you have any good strategies?"

After the leader of the Mist Witch Tribe and Cui Ge bit their ears, Cui Ge showed a look of extreme satisfaction.This is the effect you want.

"Okay, then hurry up and get ready." Cui Ge couldn't wait.

A life-and-death drama is about to begin, and at this time, Cui Ge seems to have experienced the joy of being in a superior position. It feels really good to be in charge of life and death, and to control the overall situation.

The two sides entered into intense preparations.

However, at this moment, the members of the Wuwu tribe hiding in the hills were muttering words with righteous thoughts.

Wisps of miasma were released from their bodies. These miasmas were indifferent at first, but accumulated more and more, and finally spread rapidly in the field where the two sides were fighting with lightning speed, forming a battle. A thick layer of miasma.

However, these miasmas can only block the line of sight, but have no attack bonus.

After releasing the miasma, the people of the Mist Witch tribe quickly occupied the miasma, under the cover of the miasma.

These people held bows and crossbows and shot in both directions.

Although there are only a hundred people in the Wuwu tribe, their bluff is enough.

Seeing the dense and dense miasma, the two parties panicked for a moment.

For these unknown things, no one knows what will come out of the miasma.

Among the Lingchuan tribe.

On top of the chariot, a mighty and strong man looked at the dense miasma and the arrow feathers shot out from it, and said loudly: "Don't panic, there are not many arrows, shield defense!"

This person is the leader of the Lingchuan tribe, Lingchuan!
After fighting for many years, Lingchuan has never seen anything. The arrow feathers and miasma are just a deception, and the opponent's arrow feathers are too few, and the range of miasma is not large, so the number of people should not be too many.

"Don't move for now!" Lingchuan said loudly with all his strength.

The voice was so loud that it spread throughout the entire Lingchuan lineup.

Be careful to make the Wannian Ship, this is the purpose of the Lingchuan tribe.If it weren't for being cautious, how could the Lingchuan tribe have grown from a tribe of only seventy or so people to a force of several thousand in just 50 years.

On the other side, the patriarchs of Jushi, Purple Moss, and Huoyan Clan looked at the arrow feathers shooting towards them, but they were not so calm.

The leader of the Jushi tribe said: "Although there are few arrow feathers, they are not enough lethal, so don't move!"

But the Zijin Sable said angrily: "Boss leader, your army is on the left wing, and my army is on the center wing. The arrow feathers are all coming towards my center wing army. If you don't rush to kill the miasma, kill the archers, and my center wing army will attack you." What should I do?"

The leader of the Huoyan Tribe said calmly: "I think attack! Although the Lingchuan Tribe is well-known, a mere 5000 troops is nothing to be afraid of. But we are not afraid either. They have archers, so do we! If the leader of Jushi thinks there are tricks, We don't need to attack into the miasma, outside of the miasma, just attack."

The leader of the giant stone tribe hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, but he had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

The sudden appearance of these miasmas is too abrupt. In addition, although the Lingchuan tribe has only 5000 people, there are at least one-fifth of the archers, nearly a thousand archers, but the number of arrow feathers flying now It is really pitiful, and it is very likely to be a trick.

But in the end, the minority obeys the majority, and the leader of the giant stone tribe has no choice. After all, he is not the first decision-maker.

The three parties joined forces, and the three made decisions.

This is the biggest disadvantage.

In the end, the three tribes gathered all the archers, nearly [-] archers, in the middle, and fired thousands of arrows.

Yet at this moment.

The miasma has not dissipated, but the arrow feathers in the miasma have stopped attacking.

"attack!"

Purple Gold Sable ordered.

Three thousand arrow feathers flew across the air and shot into the miasma together.

But the arrow feathers shot into the miasma disappeared like a bull into a quagmire.

Cui Ge was on the top of the hill, watching all this, he couldn't help shaking his head, and as expected, the three tribes of giant stone, purple moss and flame were the first to strike.

On the other hand, the Lingchuan tribe not only did not do anything, but also withdrew the wounded soldiers to the rear during this period of time, and then transferred the elite soldiers to the front.

Make its combat effectiveness, has been maintained at its peak.At the same time, there was no panic in the formation of troops.

This is the wind of the general.

Cui Ge looked at the Lingchuan tribe, his eyes glowed.

If he could get Lingchuan, most of the southern border would be his own.

Although Cui Baijun is a big Buddha, but Cui Baijun is the Cui family after all.

And this Lingchuan does not belong to anyone now, taking it down at this time is tantamount to finding a solid arm for himself.

Just as Cui Ge was planning, the leader of the Wuwu tribe climbed up the hill and said out of breath, "My lord, things... have changed!"

Trager looked up at the leader of the Mist Witch tribe.

The leader of the Wuwu tribe was standing there tremblingly with his hands raised, and behind him was a young man in white.

When Cui Ge saw this person, he frowned slightly, and felt happy again. He laughed and said, "Brother Yu, what does this mean? Is there anything about my subordinates that has provoked you?"

The person coming is none other than Yu Zhongtian!
(End of this chapter)