[Subscription Desired] Woo!
The desolate sound of the horn echoed again, like a thunderstorm, reverberating through the heavens and the earth, shaking the universe's vault of heaven, this horn sound was blowing from the rear of the bloody battlefield, in the tribe of the Gu Yuan Tribe.
The ancient horn in the Grand Elder's hands bloomed with the brilliance of bronze, and the horn sound was transmitted to every tribesperson of the Gu Yuan Tribe.
"Kill!"
"The Demon Tribe is defeated, slay them all!"
Above the ancient tree fort wall that stands ten feet tall, thousands of Gu Yuan tribespeople once again appeared. With their weapons in hand, they killed the Demon Clan soldiers who had already been defeated far away, this time planning to completely leave them on this land.