"Amoxi, has the Cactus Warrior caught up?"

The red dog leader stood on the hill and asked in a cold voice. His eyes were red, and his face was full of murderous intent, but he suppressed and remained calm. Behind him, hundreds of red-haired hunters followed, and a red dog flag was flying.

"Big Chief, it's been a long day. We've traveled 50 to 60 miles fast, and it's been a difficult mountain road all the way. The cactus warrior didn't catch up, at least it's still more than ten miles away."

Ammosy stood behind Chichika, also looking south. At the point of entry, it is a scene of escape. In the narrow mountain road, the dogs of various tribes were raggedly cluttered with shabby clothes and incomplete weapons. Thousands of tribal warriors were in a panic and rushed to the old camp in the north in a chaotic manner. The speed was not slow at all.

The rapid march raised smoke and dust all over the sky, and flickered birds in the mountains and forests. Vultures and crows swirled and danced, making ominous croaking from time to time. Farther away, the flag of the Mexica loomed in the distance. A large group of gray-blue and dark-green figures swayed among the mountains in the sky, like crawling giant snakes, greedily devouring all the tribes that were left behind.

"The enemy there, what's going on?"

Chichika stood for a moment and pointed to the farthest south. The dog tribes in the mountain road stretched for several miles, and they hadn't run for a long time, when the southernmost end suddenly made a noise. Several teams in the rear fought again.

Amoxi narrowed his eyes, looked at it for a while, and said with certainty.

"The big leader is a small group of enemies who are chasing, but there are only about 100 people. The cactus warriors always wear armor, shields, and big bows. Tommy the dog, and some red frog clans that travel light!"

"The Red Frog Tribe..."

Hearing this, Chichika looked gloomy and clenched her hands tightly. He turned his head and looked at the red monkey chief with a dignified expression.

"Ozoma, you said that there was a night attack that night, and there were more than a dozen red-haired enemies who were killed, and they were also the red frog tribe who mixed into the camp?"

"Yes, Chief Chichika. Red frog warriors mixed into the camp and took advantage of the skyfire to attack the camp, making it hard to guard against. Even my camp almost collapsed."

Orzoma nodded in fear. There are also more than a hundred red-haired hunters by his side, as well as dozens of spear guards. The mountain road goes north all the way without forking. The ministries retreated day and night, and soon gathered together. The Red Deer Tribe ran the fastest and fled back to the valley at this moment. The flamingo chief died in the chaos of the night raid, the red salamander chief disappeared, and the two were scattered everywhere.

Chichika ran all the way, raised the red dog flag, and gathered all the ministries. Now, with 600 red hair in his hand, he has regrouped more than 2,000 defeated soldiers. Orzoma fled a little earlier, with 200 red hair, and gathered 1,500 people. Amoxi took a few personal guards over the mountains and over the mountains and reunited with Alan and others. He was the first to arrive here, with more than a hundred red hair in his hands, and at this time he also took the opportunity to gather nearly a thousand tribal warriors.

"Uman, my warrior!...Hoo! Coca! I'm going to put you in a cloth bag, and let the giant beasts of the north trample you into flesh!!"

Chichika suppressed her anger and growled like a wounded beast. Just two days ago, he had 15,000 troops in his hands, all of which were elites from various ministries. And now, with the Red Dog, Red Monkey, and Red Crow, all three together, there are only 5,000 warriors left!

Seeing the anger of the big leader, Amoxi lowered his head and said nothing. Orzoma raised his brows lightly, observed silently, and weighed himself in his heart.

Chichika roared a few times, then stopped roaring. He stared at the team fighting in the south, and his eyes gradually glowed with the murderous light before the hunt.

"Ozoma, Amoshi, we can't run north any longer!"

Hearing this, both of them raised their heads and looked at the big leader in surprise.

Chichika regained her composure.

"The tribes just collapsed, and the number of dead in battle is not large, and many tribesmen are left behind. If we flee further north, these people will become the captives of the cactus tribe! I have sent messengers to go to the valley ahead of time. All tribes in the valley are In emergency preparations, we must gather our people and recruit soldiers. We want to buy time for the old camp in the valley!”

"Chichika leader, it was not long before the soldiers gathered, and the army's heart was broken, and I couldn't hold on for long..."

Ozoma hesitated.

"No, we won't guard this time!"

Chichika shook her head.

"Big Chief, you mean the old way?"

Hearing this, Amoxi's eyes flashed and he made an ambush gesture among the scouts.

"Exactly!"

Chichika nodded approvingly. He made a decision and waved his hand vigorously.

"The cactus warriors are behind, and the people who are chasing are the local dogs and traitors! They can't guard against the old way, and we have enough red hair in our hands. Right here, we will fight with the chasing Otomi local dogs. field!"

The red dog leader looked firm, and once again ignited his fighting spirit like fire. He looked at the two chiefs and shouted sharply.

"The main red dog will fight and retreat, and lure the chasing local dogs! Ozoma, you take five hundred elites, along the mountain path, and detour to the south to hide. When the enemy's main force passes, you rush out and attack them. 's back team!"

"Amoxi~lightnovelpub.net~ with the red-haired hunters of your headquarters, ambushed in the mountains and forests on both sides. When the leader of the native dog passes by, you will launch with the shooters to attack and kill the enemy chief!"

"When the ambush is out, I will take the red hair of the Red Dog Tribe, turn around and kill them, cutting off their dog heads!"

Ozoma and Amoxi met for a while, then knelt down on one knee at the same time, respectfully leading the order.

"Listen to you, Chief!"

A cool, long wind blew across the valley, raising yellow leaves. The yellow leaves fell, covering the corpses lying down everywhere, and also fell on the red-stained mountain road. On both sides of the mountain road, there are many captured Guachili dogs on their knees. The canine warriors looked terrified and flinched, and they no longer regained the bravery of the southern invasion.

Under the **** of hundreds of samurai, Mespa strode forward. He lightly brushed off the yellow leaves that fell from the cotton-padded armor, and suddenly kicked a red-haired prisoner who was kneeling violently a few times. The red-haired prisoner's leg suddenly clicked, and he rolled on the ground and wailed.

"Tsk tsk, the brave red-haired hunter, will you cry too?"

Seeing this scene, Mesper's always cautious face finally showed a little composure. The memory of some dogs when they invaded south came to his mind, which made him feel ashamed and arrogant. He suddenly took out the battle stick, adjusted the direction of the sharp piece, aimed at the screaming prisoner, and cut it down with one stick!

"Ah! Haha! This time, it was you who escaped!"

Mespa looked at the falling red-haired head, as if shattering the nightmare in his heart. He laughed happily for a long time before roaring at the guard beside him.

"Hurry up! The whole army is in pursuit! I want to take off the red-haired dog's head!"

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