Atuna was highly respected by these people, and his words quickly won him a lot of support.

Compared to Atuna's passionate pre-battle declaration, Chu's next words were rather simple: "The chief said that if they don't submit, we'll fight them until they do! Everything you want, we have to fight for it ourselves! In this world, being soft-hearted will only make you vulnerable to being bullied! If you want to become stronger, you have to use your fists to speak and fight for what you want!"

"It seems the Black Wind Tribe doesn't want to talk to us properly. Let's teach them a lesson! Charge!"

Dian Jiang stood up straight: "Attack!"

The voice wasn't loud, but the Red Flower Tribe members surrounding Dian all heard the chief's command and rushed towards the enemy facing them.

One by one, the soldiers around him rushed forward, and Dian was also energized. He squeezed his legs tightly around his warhorse, and the horse carried him forward, taking the lead.

Dian's warhorse ran very fast, and in the blink of an eye, Dian had arrived in front of a young face.

Upon seeing Dian actually "offering" himself to him, the young man, filled with rage, immediately roared.

If we eliminate Dian, then the rest of the bastards in the Red Flower Tribe will be nothing but a bunch of rotten fish and stinking shrimp!

He gripped the stone hammer tightly with both hands, jumped up, and swung it towards Dian's head. "Brothers, let's kill him together. He's the chief of the tribe. If we kill him, the Red Flower Tribe will be nothing but a bunch of useless trash!"

Before he could finish speaking, the icy sensation in his abdomen instantly robbed him of all strength to speak, and he crashed heavily to the ground, leaving a pool of blood in no time.