In front of the ancient tribe, the sound of killing gradually subsided.

With the last orc being killed, the battle finally ended.

In this battle, tens of thousands of wolf cavalry, tens of thousands of orcs attacked, three hundred mammoths and one hundred griffon cavalry, after a whole day of fierce fighting, they finally won in the evening.

The invading enemy was killed by a coefficient, and all the elders of the Beast Clan and the second prince of the Beast Clan fell here.

As the sunset fell, the entire battlefield seemed particularly depressed, with dilapidated city walls, corpses and blood gathered into streams.

The strong smell of blood drifted for dozens of miles, condensed into blood mist in the sky, with evil spirits soaring into the sky and resentment still spread.

In front of the ruins of the ruins of the city wall, tribal warriors dragged their scarred bodies and searched for the entire battlefield with their tired bodies, killing the fish that broke the net.

"hold head high!"

A mammoth beast was wailing, bound by bronze chains, locked up, and one mammoth one after another was captured alive.

As for the orcs, they lost their minds after becoming crazy and refused to surrender and became slaves, so they killed them all, but they seized a large number of excellent mounts.

For example, the Death Wolf, ten thousand beast tribe wolf cavalry, were killed or killed in this battle, leaving only thousands of Death Wolfs deliberately retained and captured back to the tribe.

More than 5,000 dread wolfs, although most of them were injured, were not life-threatening. They were able to recover soon and became excellent mounts.

The already domesticated dire wolf naturally does not need to be re-tamed in the hands of the tribe, and can adapt quickly to form a wolf rider.

As for those mammoths, five meters tall, and thick fur all over their bodies, they have strong defense power, and are even more powerful than those in the Qi Refining Realm. They are rare wild monsters.

This time, the beast tribe brought three hundred mammoth monsters, more than one hundred died during the war, and only about one hundred and eighty were still alive.

Of course, some of them were seriously injured and needed to be well treated and recuperated before they could recover, but it was already a generous spoil.

Mammoths are extremely powerful in terms of strength and defense, and can even be used to transport large amounts of supplies, transport wood, ore, etc.

"roar!"

There were griffins wailing and struggling constantly, but unfortunately they were locked tightly and unable to flap their wings and fly.

Griffons were shot down one by one, and they had no chance to run away. Gu Chen personally shot orc cavalry on them with his battle bow, and then captured the griffons.

Before they could react, they were killed and captured by Gu Chen.

Flying cavalry is a special type of troops, so naturally they cannot let go of those griffins.

About 20 griffins were torn off, and none of the eighty griffins escaped. They all captured Gu Chen himself.

The war was over, but no one felt a sense of joy, but instead felt sad and heavy.

One by one, they dragged their tired bodies through every corner of the battlefield, moved out the bodies of tribe members and cleared the battlefield.

We also need to clean up the corpses of the beast tribe and collect spoils.

In the setting sun, a figure slowly walked across the battlefield, his body stained with blood, as if he had just crawled out of the sea of ​​blood in hell.

It was Gu Chen, the bronze secret armor on his body was in ragged, and drops of blood were flowing, which were sticky, bloody, and the evil spirit was rolling, which was extremely terrifying.

He remained silent, stepping through the sticky and muddy blood, step by step, crossing the bodies, and walking over with his broken limbs and arms.

And on his body, thick blood was surrounded by thick streams of blood, and strange blood was pouring from the corpses from all directions.

Without exception, these blood and energy were absorbed by mysterious beads in the Purple Palace Sea of ​​Consciousness, filling the energy consumed in it.

Da da da da da

The entire battlefield was quiet, and only the sound of Gu Chen stepping on the bloody water step by step, and waves of blood splashed every step.

He was like a great demon, or a Shura, surrounded by blood, evil spirits, and even a cluster of resentment.

Blood clouds gathered on the entire battlefield, and evil spirits rolled, as if countless wailing sounds were spreading, revealing deep resentment.

Gu Chen walked all the way and finally stood on a ruined part of the city wall, looking around the entire battlefield, his thin figure seemed a little bleak and lonely.

The casualties in this battle were too tragic. Although they were victorious, they were a tragic victory.

"Class leader!"

Just as I was thinking, a voice full of fatigue came.

When I turned around, I saw Hei Tu walking up with his scarred body, his face full of sad expressions.

"How are the casualties?" Gu Chen asked without saying a look.

Hei Tu looked sad and said in a low voice: "Clan leader, the preliminary count has been made. The number of deaths in this battle is 13,650, the number of serious injuries, and the number of minor injuries has not been counted, and"

Heitu said hesitantly, which made Gu Chen's heart sank, a gloom flashed in his eyes, and he was in a very bad mood.

He expected that the casualties would be very serious, but he did not expect that more than 13,600 people would die in this battle. It can be said that the casualties were a bit heavy.

This is a miserable victory.

Of course, the good thing is that most of the casualties are ordinary young and middle-aged people. The real elite part is wearing bronze armor, and the number of casualties is not too large.

There is nothing we can do about it. The tribe has just started and its real strength has not yet developed. It faces the attack of tens of thousands of orcs, plus three hundred mammoths, and directly destroys the city wall.

There is also an elder of the beast clan, the second prince, and both orcs are strong. If Gu Chen had not tried his best and had all his trump cards burst out, he might not have been able to stop them at all.

If Gu Chen had no powerful force, he would not have thought about confrontation, let alone the current victory.

"And what?" Gu Chen asked softly.

Heitu hesitated for a while before sighing: "Class leader, Tiemu is dead."

Buzz!

Gu Chen's heart was shocked, and a slight fluctuation of his breath on his body made the ruins tremble slightly, and the gravel rolled down.

Hei Tu was a little trembling, lowered his head, and his face was full of sadness. Tie Muna was the original patriarch of the Ebony Tribe, and it had just been integrated into the tribe.

Unexpectedly, I died in battle in this battle, which made everyone feel very uncomfortable.

Gu Chen turned around and jumped quickly to a big pit where there was a bloody corpse, which was Tiemu.

"Teimu" Gu Chen stood in front of the pit, looking at Tiemu's corpse with complex expressions, sadness, heavyness, and anger was constantly intertwined.

He was naturally very heavy-hearted. His tribe lost more than 10,000 people in this battle, and also lost a pillar of the current tribe.

Tiemu is a powerful person in the bone-forging realm and has good combat power, but he eventually died in this battle, and died at the hands of the elders of the Beast Clan.

"Send orders to clean up the battlefield, and pile up all the orcs' corpses outside the tribe to serve as bait and hunt wild beasts in the forest."

Gu Chen's eyes were cold and fierce, and even the black soil felt a hint of coldness of the cold skull.

Then, Gu Chen continued, "Collection of all the trophys, weapons, armor, and mounts."

"Before darkness, clear the battlefield, treat the wounded, and carry out patrol and alert for some of the tribe."

Gu Chen made arrangements and orders word by word. After the war ended, there were still a lot of things and work to be handled and concluded.

It takes a lot of time to clean the battlefield alone, let alone collecting spoils.

As for dealing with the corpses of the tribes who died in battle, Gu Chen had a vague idea in his mind, just wait for the morning of tomorrow.

Tonight, countless people are destined to be sleepless.

The orcs attacked, and although the tribe won, everyone was not happy, and many of them were even more heartbroken.

"The rock walls are still not enough."

Looking at the huge city wall that turned into ruins, Gu Chen's eyes showed a hint of contemplation. The city wall formed by rammed rocks was finally broken, and it turned into ruins in a war.

How can this continue?

Not to mention anything else, it is normal to think about it. It is normal for strong people in this world to collapse mountains and earth with one hand. What's the strange thing about destroying the city wall?

But after experiencing this battle, Gu Chen knew that these ordinary rock-structured city walls were simply vulnerable. Perhaps, a stronger and stronger barrier should be built.

"I'll leave it to you next."

Gu Chen turned around and returned to the tribe. Before leaving, he took away the body of the flying dragon, leaving only the Black Soil to clean up the battlefield.

The battle came to an end.

As the patriarch, Gu Chen needs to carefully consider the next tribal development and deal with the next greater crisis.
Chapter completed!