"That armor is indeed good, but if this continues, the Desolate Tribe will exhaust their essence. They might even face the risk of being exterminated."
Far away in the Desolate City, the old man stared at the chessboard, but his gaze was fixed on the Heavenly Path in the distance.
"The game isn't over yet. How do you know they will lose?" Qin Dou said. "You've been thinking about this move for many days. Are you going to play or not?"
"Of course. A game of chess is not a battlefield. What's the hurry?" The old man smiled. "I have to think clearly before I make my move. If I play chess with Miss, I will lose the whole game. Just like the Desolate Tribe. They don't have an innate foundation, but they still want to make a risky move. Even if he personally intervenes, he won't be able to save them!"
"Is that so?"
Qin Dou munched on sunflower seeds. "Let's wait and see."
At the same time, in a certain home in the Desolate Land, Zhu Que sensed that something was wrong. She turned to look at Ye Tianze and said, "Your Majesty, if this continues, we will lose."
Ye Tianze glanced at her and said calmly, "But now is not the time to make a move."
Zhu Que did not say anything else. She did not know what Ye Tianze was waiting for, but she knew that ten years was really a short time.
At the same time, in the Void Tribe's camp, Su Ming and Su Yuhan received the battle report. The situation had stabilized, which made them heave sighs of relief.
However, the loss ratio in front of them made their faces turn ugly. They had mobilized their elites, yet the ratio of casualties was one to five. This was definitely not something to be proud of for the Void Tribe.
"If this continues, we will have to exhaust at least half of our forces to defeat the Desolate Tribe!" a general said. "It can't be considered a victory."
"The Desolate Tribe won in terms of tactics, while we won in terms of strategy."
Su Ming understood the situation very well. "The army has already moved. There's no turning back. We have to win this battle. Either we destroy the Desolate Tribe or we make them sign an agreement. I don't believe that they aren't afraid of death."
Su Ming did not know that the Desolate Tribe was not afraid of death. After they died, they could be turned into dead people in Ye Tianze's internal universe and become a member of the Dark Tribe.
Moreover, this was a matter of life and death.
As the vanguard, Tang Guo was extremely conflicted. He knew that he had to do something, but there was nothing he could do.
The feeling of helplessness weighed on his heart.
"If it were my father or my grandfather, what would they do?" Tang Guoguo pondered.
At this moment, Tang Guoguo suddenly thought of someone. "If it was His Majesty, what would he do?"
At that moment, the Desolate Tribe, the Desolate Tribe, the Desolate Tribe's army, the Desolate Desolate Tribe.
However, he also knew that His Majesty could not take action, nor could his grandfather. As a cultivator of the Limitless Dao, he could not display the power of the Limitless Dao. This was his era. This was a war that belonged to him. He had to rely on himself to win this war!
"If it's His Majesty …"
Tang Guo recalled the legends he had heard about the Desolate Tribe. He recalled the miraculous battles and suddenly had an idea. "We are the sword of the Desolate Tribe. We are the sword of the Desolate Tribe. We have to stand up!"
At that moment, every soldier of the Sky Punishment Troop felt Tang Guoguo's intentions. They had to stand up!
At the same time, Tang Guo no longer cared about the elites of the Wei Yang Eight Armies. He held the Heaven Punishment Saber in his hand and charged towards the exit of the Path to Heaven.
This scene shocked the soldiers on both sides. However, no one could stop the Heaven Punishment Army. Even the powerful elites of the Void Tribe could not stop them.
Tang Guoguo led the Heaven-Destroying Blade and the Heaven-Destroying Army to carve a path through the Path to Heaven, which was filled with people from the Void Tribe.
However, the Void Tribe was not a slave civilization. They knew that the most important thing in this battle was not to destroy the Heaven Punishment Army but to exhaust the elites behind them.
Tang Guo had broken through the Void Tribe but he did not cause the Void Tribe to crumble. After the Heaven Punishment Army had broken through the Void Tribe's army, the two armies immediately filled the gap and officially faced off against the elites of the Eight Armies.
"Nonsense!" Tang Hanchen's expression changed.
This was the first time that Shi Feng and the rest had seen Tang Guo lose his cool. However, they also knew that Tang Guo's recklessness meant that the elites of the Eight Armies, who had lost the protection of the Heaven Punishment Army, had to engage in a bloody battle with the elites of the Void Tribe!
The casualties instantly dropped from one to five. After losing the protection of the Heaven Punishment Army, the elites of the Eight Armies started to fight with the elites of the Void Tribe in the middle of the Path to Heaven.
They were not at a loss because of Tang Guoguo's departure. They had fought such a bitter battle many times.
"We are not babies in swaddling clothes. We are the most elite warriors of the Primitive Tribe. We are the shields of the Primitive Tribe!"
The warriors shouted and charged into the battle. The middle of the Path to Heaven was their bottom line. No matter what price they had to pay, they could not let the Void Tribe cross it.
When the Void Tribe crossed the middle of the Path to Heaven, countless warriors of the Primitive Tribe would pounce on them and push them back.
"We will fight! We will fight to the death! "
The warriors of the Eight Armies looked at the middle of the Path to Heaven with determination.
"We will fight to the death until our blood runs dry!"
The warriors let out deep roars of anger.
Tang Hanchen, who was watching this scene from afar, clenched his fists and trembled. He was not angry at Tang Guo's recklessness.
He was angry at the helplessness in his heart. This was because he had once sworn that he would never let such a scene happen again!
He had grown up listening to the chant, "We will fight to the death until our blood runs dry." He had once been fired up by it.
On the battlefield in Tiannan, on the battlefield of the Human Tribe, and on the battlefield of the Primitive Tribe, these chants showed their belief that they would never lower their heads. They showed their determination that they would never become food for the blood of others!
However, this was also tragic. This was because every time they heard such chants, they were in a bloody battle. They had to rely on their lives and their willpower to fight.
Those were the best warriors of the Human Tribe. Now, these were the best warriors of the Primitive Tribe. They should not die like this!
He had once sworn that one day, the Human Tribe would never hear such chants again. Even if they did, it would only be when they were telling stories to their descendants.
They would tell them that their ancestors had used their willpower to pave a path for them to no longer be slaves.
However, they did not need to be slaves anymore. They were so powerful that they made their enemies tremble in fear. They made their enemies surrender when they saw them.
Therefore, he was very angry, angry at his own incompetence. However, he also felt helpless. He did not blame Tang Guoguo, because he knew that Tang Guoguo must be under greater pressure than him right now. He wanted to do something!
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