Chapter 101 Death

At this point in the battle, the winner has been decided. The leader of the Dragon Tribe, who has lost his left arm, has no intention of continuing the fight.

His eyes flickered, and the Fifth Xuan instantly determined that he was going to run.

"Chase... or..."

He looked at the fifth-generation leader in front of him. His back was severely injured, and his beating heart could be vaguely seen.

"Bang... Bang..."

The heart beat slowly and the sound was a little weak. The fifth-generation leader was holding on, and he could fall down at any time.

"If the enemy escapes, use the bow and arrow, and make the final blow."

The Fifth Xuan conveyed his will, with a hint of sadness in his consciousness.

In any case, the fate of the fifth-generation leader has been determined, and his journey to death is irreversible. "Swoosh.

"

The leader of the Dragon Tribe suddenly turned around and ran. He circled the fighting teams diagonally and quickly fled the battlefield.

"If the fifth-generation leader was not so seriously injured..."

There is no if in this world, and the fifth Xuan withdrew his thoughts.

"Buzz..."

When the Dragon Tribe warriors saw their leader running away, they immediately retreated and ran without any hesitation.

They were all experienced warriors who knew that when running away, it was not about running faster than the enemy to survive, but about running faster than their comrades to survive.

Those who run ahead of their comrades live, and those who fall behind die. This has always been the case in war.

The fifth-generation leader quickly found a bow and arrow. His movements were already a little slow. The enemy's escape weakened his will and his life was slipping away quickly.

Diwu Xuan also remade an arrow made of totem power, and slowly drew the bow and arrow in the same rhythm as the fifth-generation leader.

Diwu Xuan really had no accuracy in archery, but he controlled his body and matched the fifth-generation leader. At this moment, it was equivalent to the fifth-generation leader drawing two bows and arrows at the same time.

"Swoosh..."

The arrows broke through the air, one high and one low, one rushing towards the black-spotted tiger, and the other rushing towards the running dragon tribe leader.

"Puff..."

A man and a beast were almost hit by an arrow at the same time, but the arrow did not interrupt their escape. Hanging with arrows, the two figures gradually went away.

"Give up the pursuit, protect the tribe..."

The fifth-generation leader roared the last sentence, and the breath of life in his eyes slowly dissipated.

"Plop."

The turtle shell fell to the ground, still spinning, and the bow and arrow fell to the ground with it.

Diwu Xuan stood quietly behind the fifth-generation leader. His body had begun to dissipate and drifted towards the totem stone.

"Another generation of leaders... has fallen."

Diwu Xuan's heart was filled with sorrow. He felt that the world was vast, and all he hid was pain, and all he left were tears.

In a weird way, he maintained the immortality that countless emperors in his previous lives had pursued. However, is immortality really worth pursuing?

Or is it just like a siege, all illusions.

Slowly returning to the totem stone, a strong feeling of weakness came over him, and his eyes flickered. Slowly, Diwu Xuan fell into a deep sleep.

The little turtle slowly stretched out his limbs, felt the weight of the Fifth Xuan, and stood up after confirming that it was not the same as before. He quickly ran to the corpse of the Fifth Generation Leader, picked up the turtle shell and ran to the side of the boy. After

hearing the Fifth Generation Leader's last words, the chasing warriors began to slow down slowly. Only the Moon Totem Leader, with their own people and some Yin Yang Totem Warriors, were chasing.

The Moon Totem Leader, like the Moon Totem Shaman, was the strongest group of people.

"Kill... Kill..."

The enemies in front suddenly dispersed more seriously. The Moon Totem Leader looked for a high point to watch in confusion. He saw from a distance that the Sixth Generation Shaman led the Totem Warriors to kill the fleeing Dragon Tribe team from a distance.

This was a pincer attack, caused by an accident and coincidence.

The battle did not last long. Neither the Moon Totem leader nor the sixth-generation wizard planned this pincer attack. The advantage they had in a hurry gradually disappeared as the enemy escaped.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The sixth-generation wizard waved the staff in his hand angrily. The skull on the staff kept swallowing and spitting out the totem power, bombarding the fleeing enemy.

He hated it. If the wolf totem had not pointed to the west, he would not have realized that he had fallen into a trap. He

returned at a faster speed, but encountered the collapsed army of the Dragon Tribe. He rushed to the front and joined the battle.

The witches' art of fighting is really not that good, which is related to the fact that they rarely participate in hunting, but the staff in the witch's hand can plunder lives on the battlefield without restraint.

More than a thousand totem warriors of the Dragon Tribe died in this ambushes. When the battle was over, this place was like hell.

The sixth generation of witches had already left the battlefield and returned to the Fire Tribe.

Corpses were scattered all over the lakeside. The warriors of the Fire Tribe were cleaning up the battlefield, separating the dead warriors who were holding the enemy's corpse tightly from the enemy.

Throw away the enemy and carry the comrades back to the tribe.

The entire Fire Tribe did not have the joy of victory, and everyone's face was filled with sorrow.

In a great battle, more than a thousand totem warriors died, and even the leader of the tribe, the heroic fifth-generation leader, died.

Everyone moved in silence until the sixth-generation witch appeared and the atmosphere became better.

The great elder quickly told him what happened on the battlefield. The sixth-generation witch looked at the fifth-generation leader's body standing still, tears welling up in his eyes.

He regretted and felt sorry for his own recklessness, the death of the fifth-generation leader, and the warriors who died in the battle of the Fire Tribe.

That night, the Fire Tribe held a huge sacrificial ceremony, and the bodies of the warriors were thrown into the re-ignited totem fire.

Although the totem fire was lit, it was only three meters high. The Fifth Xuan was not awake, but the totem stone instinctively lit the totem fire during the Fire Tribe's sacrifice.

The body of the fifth-generation leader was finally thrown into the totem fire. He still remained standing in the totem fire and was slowly swallowed by the flames.

That night, the sixth-generation witch summoned the boy, and no one knew what they talked about.

In the early morning of the next day, the sixth-generation witch summoned the tribesmen and confirmed the boy's identity: he would become the sixth-generation leader of the tribe, leading the tribe's warriors to fight for the tribe.

No one objected. In the battle yesterday, everyone witnessed his bravery. Maybe he was still young, but his will was seen by everyone in that battle.

After the leader was confirmed, the great elders and others began to prepare to receive orders from the sixth-generation wizard. After such a big war, there were many things that needed to be dealt with and many personnel arrangements that needed to be made.

However, the sixth-generation wizard said nothing, contrary to his usual behavior. His back was a little hunched, and the staff in his hand no longer tapped the ground lightly like a scepter as before, but supported his body like a cane.

"Click... click... click..."

In the confused eyes of everyone, the sixth-generation wizard was supported by his granddaughter and slowly walked back to his residence.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the great elder again, and the great elder's eyes fell on the young man, the sixth-generation leader of the Fire Tribe.

More and more eyes fell on the young man. He stood upright, without any fear, and looked everyone in the eye bravely.

I wish you all a happy new year.