Vol 3 Chapter 863: -The gods come to the world, the king returns!

When the crisp, loud scream rang through everyone's ears, everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the sound source.
Everyone raised their heads, the bow team pulling the bow, strangling the enemy of the Thunderfire Death, the resisting Thunderfire Death, and the patriarchs who were limp on the ground, all raised their heads and looked towards the sky.
Under the rising sun, a huge golden eagle flew up.
The golden eagle's wings are spread out and are more than three meters wide, covering the sky and the sun.
"Ang~"
The sound of the eagle continued to sound.
Xue Xue saw this scene and murmured: "Xiao Jin..."
A Jie's eyes suddenly tightened: "It's Ji Thief's golden eagle!!! It's this beast!!!"
Until now, A Jie still remembers the whole process of half of his face being destroyed by the golden eagle.
Furiously, he commanded the archery team to lift the bow and arrow and aimed at the golden eagle: "Shoot this beast down for me! Shoot it down for me!"
Everyone shook their heads when they heard the words, and quickly nodded and said yes, then the archery team shifted the target, and the bow and arrow pointed diagonally at the sky golden eagle.
Swishing the arrow off the string, the golden eagle just pulled his figure up, and then dodged the more than a hundred arrows, and then, soaring in the air, it made a cry that was almost mocking.
A Jie was so angry that he yelled at the archery team for nothing.
Xue Xue stared at the golden eagle blankly, muttering to herself: "Xiao Jin, it is really Xiao Jin, how could Xiao Jin be here? Could it be, could it be that the warrior is back!"
Thinking of this, Xue Xue took a deep breath and shouted at the empty sky: "Warrior! Is it you! Are you back!"
A Jie, who was upright annoyed, was taken aback: "What? Ji Thief? Isn't he dead!!!"
"Warrior, is that you!!!"
Snow is still yelling.
A Jie gritted his teeth and turned his head and roared: "Shut up! Quick, shoot this beast to me!"
A Jie commanded the archery team.
However, this time, no one responded to him.
Upon seeing this, A Jie was annoyed: "Are you all looking for death?"
Chuan, who had returned from the retreat, blinked, pointed his finger at the far end of the horizon, and said, "The patriarch, what do you think is that?"
A Jie was taken aback and looked in the direction of Chuan's finger.
At the end of the horizon, under the light of the morning light, a figure of people appeared neatly on a piece of golden grass.
At the front of the figure, a familiar outline appeared.
A Jie rubbed his eyes vigorously, only suspecting that he was wrong.
However, no matter how he looked at it, the familiar outline overlapped with the most unlikely person in the deepest part of his heart.
Ji thief!
The sound of footsteps swiftly across.
At the end of the horizon, more and more people appeared.
One hundred, two hundred...one thousand, or two thousand?
A Jie didn't know.
These people appeared in the morning light as if they were gods.
The distance was a little closer, and A Jie could see clearly that the man in the lead was riding a huge Sabretooth tiger, holding an iron spear with a flag in his hand.
The flag is waving with the wind, it is the Lihuo pattern.
And that person is not someone else, it is the Ji thief who has been killed by himself and thrown into the sea!
There was a plop.
A Jie directly sat on the ground, pointing his finger in the direction where Ji Thief came, and a yelling sound came from his throat: "Ji, Ji, Ji Thief! It's Ji Thief!!!"
Chuan was taken aback, turned his head and looked over, he saw Ji thief holding the Lihuoqi gun, a little unbelievable.
In his opinion, the Lihuo patriarch who has laid such a large foundation for the Lihuo tribe should be the kind of big-waisted, round-robin, five-big and three-thick fierce like Tushan. Why does this guy look so ordinary?
As a result, the ordinary has no place to shine.
"A Jie!"
The shout of Ji thief floated along the wind, and the loud voice directly covered the hustle and bustle of the scene.
In fact, there was no sound at all at the scene. Everyone was shocked by Ji Thief and the others' appearance like gods descending to the earth. At this moment, it was too late to blink.
Familiar shouts fell in his ears, and A Jie felt that his spirit was beginning to be in a trance. To put it bluntly, all three souls and seven souls were gone.
Unlike A Jie, after Xue and the others heard Ji Thief's voice, they all cried one by one.
"Warrior, the warrior is back." Xue was already crying.
A Ju suddenly raised his arm: "Master Patriarch!"
Hundreds of people followed Ah Ju and shouted, "Master Patriarch (Master Warrior)!"
The sound was deafening, and it made A Jie desperate.
Ji thief pointed the banner spear in his hand forward: "Kill!"
Li Ya and Heiteng said nothing, one holding a stone spear and the other holding a bone spear. With a shout, they led the tribe to rush forward like a flood that had extinguished the embankment.
The panic inevitably continued.
A Jie wants to command the archery team to defend against the enemy. However, how can he open his mouth when he is already scared?
The return of the Ji thief made the morale of the 200 remnants surrounded by them soar. They all jumped up and shouted slogans of killing. While crying, they used their remaining strength on their weapons and attacked the enemy. .
Those who have weapons will be robbed and killed, and those who have no weapons will bite with their teeth and grasp with their hands, and they will also vent the sorrows they have received in the past few days.
Bleeding belongs to the Eastern Plains this morning.
Before the archery team had time to play their role, they were scattered by Ah Ju with the two hundred exhausted but remnant soldiers.
Li Ya and Heiteng took a two-pronged approach, and they had a full day's rest when they came, and they were full of energy.
Despite the backward weapons and equipment, the combat effectiveness of the two sides is still similar.
You know, A Jie's group of people were only brought back from the mountain range next door, and they didn't have much training at all. They just relied on their well-equipped and A Jie's cruelty to beat Xue Xue and the others.
At this time, A Jie, as the leader, has already scared his courage, how can he command the people below?
Although there was some damage, Li Ya and Hei Teng managed to break through the encirclement and join Xue and them.
Guiding by the golden eagle in the sky, Ji Thief holding a flag spear, riding across the Sabretooth Tiger, came straight to A Jie. Behind him were dozens of mountain eagle tribe members.
The clansmen of these mountain eagle tribes have already recognized the thief as the patriarch. The tradition of their tribe is that the winner is king.
The thief singled out and killed their patriarch Shanying, and the thief was their new patriarch.
Regardless of the means, it is Ji Thief standing now!
With the help of the Shanying tribe, any enemies who stopped in front of him along the way were all repelled by the thief. The enemies in the distance were all stunned by the indomitable momentum of Ji Zei's body, and did not dare to come forward.
As a result, the more Ji Thief charged forward, the fewer enemies in front of him.
Ji thief was charging, and he encountered the besieged Thunder Fire Death Warrior, but only a few charges, he killed the besieged enemy.
Looking at the thunder and fire twelve dead men covered in blood in the circle, Ji Thief stopped the Sabretooth Tiger and shook the blood stains on the flag gun.
The eyes of the twelve dead men became a little wet, and the hands holding the sword couldn't help but began to tremble.
Under the leadership of Zi, they took a deep breath, then stepped forward and knelt down, full of grievances that turned into tears, and shouted: "All members of the Thunder and Fire Department, welcome the return of the patriarch!"
Ji Zei glanced over the twelve teenagers, and he had heard what Addo said. These twelve children were clever and smart when he was absent. Otherwise, something happened to Xue.
For a time, Ji Thief was a little grateful to these children.
Thousands of words converged into one sentence: "Leihuo Department, return to the team!"
The twelve teenagers tried their best to shout: "Yes! Lord Patriarch!"
The excited person of Sabretooth stood up, and when it fell, he shook his four claws uncomfortably.
Ji Thief lay his spear on his side and said loudly: "Slay the traitor with me!"
The twelve teenagers raised their hands with the bronze sword and shouted loudly: "Kill the traitor!"
The thief laughed, and tears rolled outward in the laughter.
He turned around and checked A Jie's position in the chaos army, and shouted, "Kill!"
"kill!!!"
The push forward must advance, no one can stop.
The Ji thief is like a snowball falling on a snowy mountain. As time goes by, the snowball gets bigger and bigger, and in the end, it develops into an avalanche.
Hundreds of nearly a thousand people followed the footsteps of Ji Zei and charged forward to take A Jie.
Blood is splashing, and the eastern plain is destined to once again usher in its nutrients this year.