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Dat screamed, pointing to people killed by diarrhea and by being killed outside. The Moc tribe started to become chaotic, many people retreated behind. Get all of it on me, kill them, don’t want food and women anymore? Whoever gets back will kill. Moc Sa’s trustworthy shouted loudly, those who stepped back were afraid to stop, neither step back nor come forward. Stop fighting, hurry back to work hard to make a living, under the blessings of intellectuals, we will not go hungry anymore. ALABAMA CRIMSON TIDE COLLEGE FOOTBALL PLAYOFF NATIONAL CHAMPIONS MUG. Lang, Vu and others in the tribe all said, the people who were backing away immediately left their weapons, flabbergasted and fled. Leader, hurry up, some of us will die, others will run away. Some of Moc Sa’s followers rushed to break the siege, dragging Moc Sa to fight and retreat. Don’t chase, don’t make it in time, save our people first. Trat Nhi hugged the wound and watched Moc Sa bring ten people away. Leader, let me chase you, you know my ability too. Dat said, he is very knowledgeable about tracking hidden tracks.
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Okay, I have agreed with my father to spare him a life, the Wood tribe has been crushed, he will not be able to gather people to rob us after this. Trát Nhi shook his head, because old Son that forgave them. Dat said nothing, assisted the tribesmen to clean up the battlefield, tied the Moc tribes people into a group, carried the dead comrades, the Moc tribes died in this place, and left them to the beasts. Eat, collect weapons again, tie them up and bring them back. Finished cleaning, everyone went towards the tribe, Trát Nhi last: Moc Sa, did you let go this time? Lam Nguyet and the other women received the news, after knowing their troops had won, the women happily took out pots and pans to prepare rice to welcome the heroes back. Lam Nguyet received word that the group was returning, supporting his back to wait at the gate of the waiting tribe. From far away, the heroes have been seen, although their appearance is tired, but their spirit is still elated in this direction, everyone hastily goes out to welcome the strenuous soldiers back.
I returned safely. Trát Nhi walked up in front of Lam Nguyet, hugged Lam Nguyet, buried her head in the hollow of her neck and whispered, Lam Nguyet touched the wound on his body, tears silently flowing down. Lam Lam and Moc Sa have run away. Trat Nhi wiped Lam Nguyet’s tears, gently comforted her, wanting to remove her attention force. Yeah, I know, run, just run, he won’t do anything. Lam Nguyet smiled gently, Trát Nhi leaned over and placed a kiss on her lips. ALABAMA CRIMSON TIDE COLLEGE FOOTBALL PLAYOFF NATIONAL CHAMPIONS MUG. The tribal people saw that, hurry to conserve the leader, don’t be too hasty, the fake is still pregnant. Trát Nhi laughed ha ha hug Lam Nguyet strode into the tribe. Lam Nguyet, in Trát Nhi chest, looked towards the distant Lac Vu forest: Moc Sa, your lair was sealed by me, waiting for the coming surprise, what are I preparing for you, I said. If you come back I will welcome you well, I hope you are satisfied with this gift. Intelligence, this time the Moc tribe died of nearly 900 people, captured 50 people, persuaded more than 100 people to go, ten of them ran with Moc Sa, and ten people did not know where. Our people seriously injured 2 people, died 11 people, 30 people were slightly injured, one of them was seriously injured, one of them could be saved, one who could not wait for the doctor died, a total of 12 died.
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All the slightly injured were okay, the seriously injured were taken care of by the tribe. Huo Li reported on the fighting situation. Bring the captives here. Lam Nguyet supported his back to sit on a stone platform, sitting next to Trát Nhi and three old men, Mong Tap tribesmen looked resentful at the captured people, a sad expression comforting those whose relatives had lost. Kill them, they are youkai, kill them. Some people lost their relatives dragging the Moc tribes people who were tied up, wanted to fight. The tribal man quietly pulled them back, silently kicked some kicks, turned his head to look at the fake. Untie their mouths. Dat and Muc motioned, Lam Nguyet called for people to untie some of Moc Sa’s trusted names. Cleverly, you should kill us, otherwise our leader will lead you to rob you, then you won’t be able to keep your life. Moc Sa’s trust has just been untied, has threatened. Everyone was agitated to kill them, Lam Nguyet waved his hand, laughed not paying attention, not for the first time, there was someone who demanded to kill her last time.
