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*Thud thud thud…* Su Bai and his men marched in an imposing manner towards the Black Snake Tribe, their faces filled with murderous intent.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the gate of the Black Snake Tribe, and everyone stared straight at the entrance.
At that moment, Hei Lin happened to be leading a team of twenty people out of the Tribe.
“Shaman, look. That’s Hei Lin, the Son of the Chieftain of the Black Snake Tribe.” Yan Jiao was eager to strip the skin off his enemy to relieve his anger.
Su Bai frowned slightly, thinking, “The people of the Black Snake Tribe really look intimidating.”
Though Hei Lin did not have a long scar like Hei Mu, his appearance was not any less frightening.
Hei Lin, having noticed Su Bai and his group, turned even darker. Already terrifying in appearance, he now looked even more menacing.
He was not stupid. Seeing the aggressive stance of Su Bai’s group, he immediately realised that they were responsible for killing the Totem Warriors and Warrior Trainees of his Tribe, and also the ones who released their slaves.
“Who are you!?” Hei Lin roared.
Su Bai did not immediately respond, locking eyes with him for a long moment before saying in a deep, magnetic voice, “Flame Dragon Tribe.”
“Flame Dragon Tribe?” Hei Lin froze, thinking to himself, [Wasn’t the Flame Dragon Tribe defeated to the point they would be unable to rise again?]
Su Bai ignored him, instead softly commanding, “Archery Team, ready?”
“Yes!”
*Shush shush shush…* Thirty Archers swiftly moved to stand before Su Bai, lining up in the positions they had been trained for.
Hei Lin frowned, unsure of what they were planning, especially since those people did not look like Totem Warriors.
The thirty Archers drew their arrows, nocked them on their longbows, and pulled back the strings to make full draws. They aimed directly at Hei Lin and his men.
Su Bai crossed his arms over his chest, his black eyes filled with solemness, as he commanded, “Fire!”
*Whizz whizz…*
*Thud thud thud…*
“Ahhhh…”
The thirty Archers unleashed their arrows, which flew like eagles towards Hei Lin and his group. In the blink of an eye, they had reached the bodies of the Totem Warriors.
The people of the Black Snake Tribe let out agonising screams, some being shot straight in the head, unable to even cry out before collapsing. Others were hit in the neck, their words stuck in their throats as they died.
Hei Lin, seeing the arrows coming, pushed two of his men in front of him, barely escaping death.
“What is this!?” One surviving Totem Warrior cried out in fear.
“How should I know!?” Hei Lin, equally terrified, roared in frustration.
He was not stupid. He could clearly see the lethality of this unknown weapon and knew they were no match for it.
“Don’t let them escape, keep firing!” Su Bai ordered, seizing the momentum.
“Yes!” The thirty Archers nocked more arrows and fired again.
*Whizz whizz…*
“Ahhh…” In the end, only Hei Lin and one other Totem Warrior remained alive among the group of twenty from the Black Snake Tribe.
Of course, they had not come out unscathed. One had an arrow in his arm, and the other had an arrow in his thigh.
Hei Lin clutched his wounded arm, retreating while gritting his teeth, cursing, “What kind of weapon is that? It hurts so much!”
The other Totem Warrior was on the ground, crying out in pain, as the arrow had pierced through his thigh. It would have been a miracle if it did not hurt.
“Send that one on his way.” Su Bai coldly declared.
He was not about to let any Totem Warriors of the Black Snake Tribe live. Ordinary people or Warrior Trainees could be spared, but not the Totem Warriors. After all, Totem Warriors had considerable strength. Keeping them alive would be a major risk, one which he could not accept.
“Yes!” One of the Archers immediately responded, drawing his bow and shooting the wounded Totem Warrior dead.
“Shaman, what’s our next move? Should we charge in?” Yan Jiao curiously asked. The power of the longbows in real combat had shocked him. After all, they had only ever trained with them in practice, never witnessing them in actual battle.
“Just wait, no need to rush.” Su Bai calmly stated, showing no sign of tension.
“Yes.” Yan Jiao was puzzled as to why they were not pressing their advantage, but he nodded anyway, trusting the Shaman’s plan.
Yan Hua blinked her red eyes and asked, “Shaman, won’t they send someone after us?”
A confident smile appeared on Su Bai’s lips as he said, “That’s exactly what I’m waiting for. It would be disadvantageous for us to go in.”
“Oh, I see…” Yan Hua nodded, though she did not fully understand.
“Prepare the catapults and soak the Animal Hide in Kerosene Fruit Juice.” Su Bai ordered.
“Yes,” Yan Jiao nodded and turned to relay the orders.
Hei Tu and Hei Mu led all their Totem Warriors and Warrior Trainees to the gate of the Black Snake Tribe. They had over two hundred Totem Warriors and more than three hundred Warrior Trainees, all gathered at the gate.
“Shaman, their forces have come out.” Cang Shi observed, furious at the sight of Hei Tu and Hei Mu, his veins bulging with rage.
Yan Jiao and Qing Yan were just as furious, their faces dark with hatred, gnashing their teeth.
Su Bai’s normally handsome face was now dark. He was now exuding an intimidating aura that made even the onlookers feel uneasy. He raised his hand and commanded, “Launch the Animal Hide at their Totem Warriors!”
“Yes!” The two operators of the catapults responded.
“Spotted Deer Tribe, get ready! When the flames rise, that’s your signal to charge!” Su Bai continued ordering.
“We’re ready, Shaman!” Xiu replied in a solemn voice.
Su Bai turned his head and said, “Chieftain, you and your men should prepare too.”
“Yes!” Yan Jiao and the others immediately responded.
The people of the Black Snake Tribe, seeing that their opponents did not seem to have many fighters, regained their morale, quickly forgetting the earlier attack.
Hei Lin’s arm had been healed by Shaman Hei Tu upon entering the Tribe.
Now, he was incredibly arrogant as he said, “Shaman, this time we must wipe them all out!”
The Shaman Hei Tu, his face grim, replied angrily, “Yes, this time, none of them will leave alive!”
“Shaman, let me lead the charge to kill them!” Hei Mu requested.
“Go then. Kill them all. Don’t leave a single one alive!” Hei Tu commanded in a low voice.
Hei Mu nodded heavily and led over two hundred Totem Warriors and more than three hundred Warrior Trainees in a charge towards the people of the Flame Dragon Tribe.
They rushed forward with overwhelming momentum, each face filled with murderous intent.
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