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A large hand wearing a scale glove stroked the rocks, and the rocks immediately flew into powder. Stone powder sprinkled down like a river of sand, causing a Catu warrior's teeth to clatter not far away. His heart was filled with fear because the supreme chief in front of him was furious. Sabott was indeed very angry. No one could calm down when they encountered such a thing. An entire thousand-man team returned, but less than two hundred people came back. Not to mention it, ordinary soldiers would die if they died. With the fertility of the Catus, these 800 warriors would only take a few years to make up for it.
What Sabott couldn't let go of was that he had also lost a Nine-Fanged Warrior!
The Nine Fangs of the Blood Fang Warriors, who could only produce one Nine Fangs out of every hundred Blood Fangs, had actually died in battle for no reason. The soldiers who had escaped didn't even know how the Nine-Fanged Warrior had died. They only knew that when they found his corpse, it had already been split in half. Sabott clenched his hand into a fist, and the scales on his glove were shattered by him. In the end, he punched the stone block beside him.
The stone block jumped heavily, and then collapsed into pieces.
The surrounding dozens of soldiers felt their eyes darken, and they couldn't help but bounce into the air with Mishu before falling to the ground. Everyone's throats were filled with a fishy smell, and several lines of blood flowed out from their noses and mouths. Sabott turned around and looked at the deserter who had reported. The deserter was also affected by the shockwave and was coughing up large mouthfuls of blood from his mouth. At least half of Sabott's anger just now had been vented on him.
Sabott walked over and lifted him up. The warrior was originally tall, but Sabott was taller than him. Being lifted up by the chief by the throat, his feet were off the ground, and he could only randomly kick. Sabott stared at him and said, "Looks like I didn't say it clearly enough. We don't want deserters, we only want warriors. Since you've escaped back, you should be punished. "
His palm tightened, and the terrifying power gradually withdrew, squeezing out the vitality in his body bit by bit. The Catu warrior's eyes widened, and fear devoured his soul. Sabott didn't kill him immediately, but let him taste the entire process of death. The process was very short, less than a minute. However, it was a very long time for the warrior. It was only until the moment he breathed his last that he felt truly relieved.
Sabott snorted, tightened his fingers, completely shattered his cervical spine, and threw his corpse out, "Execute them all!"
"Wait a moment!"
Someone shouted. Sabott turned. Unsurprisingly, the only one who dared to stop him at this time was the other Nine Fangs.
Nine different teeth strung together to form a necklace. This was Baylos' proudest thing. This nine-toothed necklace was not only a symbol of status, but also an invitation to challenge Sabott. Challenging the chief was the honor and right of every Nine Fangs member. Once they thought the time was right, they could issue a challenge to the chief at any time, and the chief could not refuse. Almost every tribe's chieftain was born from slaughter.
The targets of slaughter were not only external enemies, but also his own subordinates.
On Barbarian Stone Star, if you wanted to sit on the throne of power, you had to be strong enough. Otherwise, this chair made of bones wouldn't be stable.
"Baylos, are you questioning my decision?" There was a hint of anger in Sabott's tone.
Baylos was a head shorter than Sabott, and there was no extra armor on his strong body. His upper body was symbolically draped with a battle suit sewn from animal skin and iron sheets. Bones and feathers of some unknown birds were tied with ropes as an alternative decoration on the battle suit. Baylos carried a light gray round shield and a short axe on his back. The axe's head was carved with simple and plain patterns. Apart from being decorative, it could also make the enemy bleed all over the axe's body. That was the best decoration.
The only remaining Nine Fangs said in a deep voice, "We don't have many warriors left, brave Sabott. Even if they die at the hands of the enemy, it's better than dying at your hands. Perhaps you can let them go to the front lines. "
Baylos looked in the direction of the camp's lonely path.
The human resistance was exceptionally tough, and every inch of the mountain path they attacked required a huge price. Just as Baylos had said, there weren't many warriors left in the tribe. It was indeed a waste to be executed as a deserter. Sabott thought about it seriously and said, "Then put all these fellows into the Vanguard Battalion as you said. I'll give you a chance. As long as you reach the top, your merits will be offset! "
The deserters heaved a sigh of relief. Although it was dangerous to be the vanguard, there was at least a glimmer of hope.
"Your decision is wise, but Sabott, how do you plan to deal with those people?" Baylos raised his voice a little, "They killed so many of our warriors, and even Darke died. He is Nine Fangs. The bravest, most loyal Nine Fangs, your precious wealth! "
Baylos's words were clearly heard by all the surrounding warriors. Although they did not express it, they clearly pricked up their ears. Sabott's voice rumbled like winter thunder, "Of course I won't let them go, but I can't leave just like that. This place was the biggest target. After taking down this camp, I will go back and kill all those humans. Right, there's a traitor. "
"But when you go back, you won't see a single person. The ancestors said that when you see the shadows of birds, they are thousands of miles away. Sabott, if you want to avenge your fallen clansmen and restore the honor of our tribe, you can only go out now. "
"Now?"
"Yes, now!" Baylos shouted excitedly, "Let me go, Sabott. I will bring their heads back as your battle merits and decorations."
"Shut up, Baylos!" Sabott refused, "You're about the same as Darke. Darke is dead. What's the use of you going?"
"Could it be that if we let them go just like that, others will think that we don't dare to provoke them? Just a few humans?" Baylos's eyes widened. "Alright, maybe more than a few. But there won't be more. Otherwise, they won't throw such a trick! "
"I know what to do, Baylos. I don't need you to tell me what to do!" Sabott's black cloak rose as he strode in the opposite direction of the camp. "I'll leave this to you, Baylos. Continue attacking. As for the humans. Like you said, I can't let them go. So I'll go myself. I'll bring five hundred men and leave the rest to you. "
'"According to your decision, great Sabott, the gaze of the God of War will be with you, because he only sees warriors!" said Blolos. A true warrior! "
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