He coughed up a mouthful of arterial blood, and Murong Bo was like a kite with a broken string.
Lin Caogen fired another arrow, which struck Murong Bo squarely in the neck.
Murong Yanran wailed, "No! Godfather! No! Godfather, don't die!"
However, Murong Bo was shot through the neck by an arrow, how could he not die?
He fell to the ground covered in rubble, forcefully pulled the iron arrow from his neck, and tried to curse Lin Caogen, but he couldn't utter a word.
Murong Bo used all his strength and activated a secret technique to throw the iron arrow he had pulled out at Lin Caogen.
This was a desperate counterattack by a seventh-star Core Formation cultivator.
Murong Bo's iron arrow locked onto Lin Caogen, flying towards Caogen's strategist like a whistle soaring into the sky.
The incident happened suddenly, and no one expected Murong Bo to pull off this stunt.
Lin Caogen was speechless, and directly drew his bow and shot at the arrow that Murong Bo had thrown.
The sound of metal clashing rang out.
Lin Caogen actually shot the iron arrow that was flying towards him.
Murong Bo shook his head in despair. He saw that the iron arrow he had thrown had gone astray and stuck in a wooden post three meters away from Lin Caogen, about fifty centimeters deep. The arrowhead had pierced through the wood, and the entire post was shaking violently.
Lin Caogen's iron arrow pierced Murong Bo's eye and went straight through his brain.
Murong Bo collapsed to the ground in despair, unable to get up.
Murong Yanran burst into tears.
She shouted in a hoarse voice, "Stop fighting! Surrender!"
As Murong Bo fell to the ground dead, Murong Yanran uttered the words "surrender." The remaining 100,000-plus soldiers of the Gusu tribe laid down their weapons and knelt in surrender.
At this moment, the Snake Clan's Grand Elder Ouyang Feng sneered, "I knew this would be the outcome. Quickly close the city gates and clean up the remnants of the Gusu Clan. Once the Wu Clan occupies the Gusu Clan, the rest of us four clans will be enslaved."
Ouyang Feng may have a crazy name, but he is not crazy in person.
Under his command, the 800,000-strong allied army of the other four tribes quickly wiped out the remnants of the Gusu tribe and occupied this modern city.
Murong Yanran looked at the Gusu tribe's army that had been incorporated into the army, her face ashen.
She knew that the Suzhou clan was finished.
Lin Caogen looked at Murong Yanran hanging on the cross and smiled at Wu Changyu, "Today's great victory owes a lot to Murong Yanran. Take her back to the dungeon."
Three days later, the Wu tribe had integrated its resources and now possessed an army of 800,000, enough to launch a frontal assault against the combined forces of the other four tribes.
All 180,000 surrendered soldiers of the Gusu tribe took the Ten Poisons Powder, which was prepared by the Wu tribe themselves.
This Ten Poison Powder is made from ten kinds of poisonous insects. After taking it, one will feel comfortable at first, then suffer pain. If no antidote is obtained within a year, one will die from the poison.
Ten poisonous insects correspond to ten poisonous flowers as antidotes. This Ten Poison Powder was made by Lin Caogen himself, who personally selected the ten poisonous insects, and the formula for the antidote is known only to Lin Caogen.
Inside the dungeon, a female prisoner from the Gusu tribe handed Murong Yanran a bowl of Ten Poisons Powder.
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