With these velociraptors joining the support, our chances of winning will undoubtedly increase significantly.
Now I have one last question: these velociraptors must have lived in a high-concentration environment like Protoporphyria before, right? Is it really okay for them to go to a low-oxygen environment now?
The leader smiled smugly when he learned of my question; this was indeed a troublesome matter ten years ago.
At that time, they only had one velociraptor, and when they went to the east to support the war, the leader took it with him.
Who would have thought that the Velociraptor, accustomed to living in a high-oxygen environment, would develop altitude sickness shortly after leaving its homeland? The lack of oxygen made it very uncomfortable, let alone being able to fight in this state.
In the end, they had no choice but to have it taken back to the tribe. Later, the chief of Asada wanted to help the velociraptor adapt to more terrains.
He directly set aside a place far from the tribe to raise velociraptor cubs from a young age. This plan was of course influenced by the advice of that mysterious modern man, who was the one who introduced the concept of oxygen.
Velociraptors truly lived up to their reputation as one of the most adaptable dinosaurs, quickly adapting to breathing and moving normally in low-oxygen environments.
With their high intelligence, they quickly formed a cooperative relationship with the tribe's inhabitants. They and humans used their respective strengths to hunt large prey together.
Gradually, this velociraptor pack became the ace force of the Asaida tribe, and together with the indigenous people fighting alongside them, they were known as the Dragon Riders.
"Any other questions?"
Dante relayed the leader's question.
"That's all. On behalf of the Mira tribe, we thank the chief for his support. As everyone knows, we've decided to head back now."
The chief nodded in agreement. Now was indeed not the time to be hospitable and ask him to stay a few more days.
The leader was not one to mince words; he didn't bother with pleasantries at all and immediately ordered people to prepare provisions for our return journey.
We bid farewell to the Yasida tribe that same day; our journey had been brief, and our departure even more so. Most of the time we spent in the Yasida tribe was spent inside their tunnels.
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Location: The heart of the sinkhole in the Mila tribe.
At this moment, a Haru that was a size larger than the others sat on a stone seat. In front of it was the red-haired Haru who had been monitoring the leader of the Asada tribe a few days earlier.
The Haru on the stone throne was the king of the Haru in both the east and west. After listening to the report from the red-haired Haru, it couldn't help but frown.
It sensed that its base might have been discovered, and that its retreat route might have been cut off by the enemy.
If we cannot win this war, then our forces and those original jujubes will be destroyed together.
The situation is now just as Tang Yi analyzed; Haru is no longer given a chance to react or catch his breath. If the other side realizes this and combines their forces from the east and west to deal with him, it will be a very troublesome matter.
Over the years, intelligence had been secretly transmitted to him. The Asaida tribe was not weak, especially their leader, who was an exceptionally powerful individual.
In addition, the Asaida tribe has raised many velociraptors over the years as a stepping stone to improve their combat power, so these Asaida tribe natives are by no means ordinary people.
Once they join the battle, Haru will lose many advantages, which will have a very negative impact on the overall situation.
They have been preparing for this battle for more than a decade, and even if the best time hasn't come yet, they can't wait that long.
Tens of thousands of Haru began to gather, and because they had been well prepared, the Haru army could be assembled in as little as a day.
Their first objective was to eliminate the relatively weaker Mira tribe, and then concentrate their forces to attack the Asada tribe and seize final victory.
But before that, they have one more thing to do: eliminate the three people who are interfering with their plans.
Haru's leader knew that these three people were definitely not simple. They had infiltrated his territory and burned most of the mushrooms he had grown with a fire. Then they made contact with the leader of the Asaida tribe.
And their strangely shaped weapons and equipment also seem to have been made by that person with a different skin color; perhaps this is another version of the Mira tribe's gods.
Haru still vividly remembers what happened more than a decade ago, when they suffered a great loss at the hands of these seemingly insignificant humans.
As a result, for more than a decade, their race has been confined to the heart of the sinkhole, developing with a level of caution comparable to that of a frightened rabbit.
This time they learned their lesson and were determined to kill that yellow-skinned human, no matter the cost. As long as he lived, Chief Haru would never be at peace.
Amidst a cacophony of chatter, it was estimated that over a hundred Haru gathered together.
Without exception, they were all the most elite soldier-level Haru, unlike the Haru who had previously gone to besiege Tang Yi.
Most of them were survivors of great battles, and their combat skills and techniques were far superior to those of ordinary Haru.
The mission is singular: to ambush the three on their way back, prevent them from returning to the Mira tribe, and kill them on the spot if the opportunity arises.
Meanwhile, his main force headed towards the location of the Mira tribe, where Haru's leader was determined to reclaim the lost land once again.
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Tang Yi and his group continued their journey along the rugged mountain road. What they did not know was that a large number of Haru had already prepared to head to the Mila tribe and hurry there.
Both sides are now racing against time. In order to ensure the success of this battle, both sides have spared no expense. This battle is a fight to the death!
A day later, Tang Yi and his group arrived at the cave dwelling they had stayed in. It was already dark, and everyone was quite tired from walking so fast without much rest.
"Master, shall we continue our journey a little further today?"
Su Su was also very worried about the tribe at this moment. She wished she could grow a pair of wings and fly back to the tribe.
"Forget it, we've already rushed enough today. It only took us less than a day to get here from Assad. If we keep traveling, our bodies won't be able to handle it."
We still have to cross a carnivorous forest ahead; we won't make it without the strength."
I know Su Su and the others are worried, but it is more important to act rationally now. Even though we have been down that road before, we still cannot be complacent and careless.
“Susu, the master is right. Now is the time when the tribe needs us. We must not have any problems ourselves. Let’s do as the master says.”
Seeing that Dante had also said so, Su Su didn't say anything more, just nodded and casually remarked,
"Alright, I'll start a fire and cook. Let's have a good meal tonight and try to cross the carnivorous forest in one go tomorrow before resting!"
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